Chapter 1338: Extreme Joy Leads to Sorrow

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"Mo Yan deserved to die, but it's a pity that the holy weapon was consumed."

The Red Demon King remained silent on the surface, but he was very regretful in his heart.

That complete dragon poison sac was not easy to come by. If he hadn't been good at playing dirty tricks, he would have squatted in the wild for half a year just to stab the dragon from the back at the critical moment of its promotion.

This is how he got a complete dragon body and this poison sac full of toxins, which shows how precious it is.

Afterwards, he spent a lot of money and visited the master of refining in person, so that the other party could preserve the toxins in the poison sac intact and made this rare poison dragon bead.

Although this big killer weapon is a holy weapon, the lethality that can burst out instantly and the continuous destructive ability of surrounding creatures may be greater than that of ordinary sub-artifacts.

Of course, the only drawback is that it is a one-time treasure. The poison of the poisonous dragon cannot be regenerated, so once it is released, it will be a fatal blow, and even if it is not controlled, dozens of kilometers in radius will be turned into a deadly place.

The terrifying destructive power made the demon king feel excited just thinking about it.

If his son used this ultimate weapon at the Hell Conference, he would definitely be able to turn the tide at the critical moment!

It might be a little unrealistic for his son Chi Lie to take the lead, but it would definitely not be a problem for him to win the top spot and make great contributions to the demon god at the critical moment.

At that time, he would take the opportunity to flatter from the side, and he would definitely be able to curry favor with the demon god. He might also be able to win over a group of upper-class nobles at the conference, paving the way for him to climb up to the Satan Council in the future.

It's a pity that his conceited boy was eager to kill this demon flame.

However, it doesn't matter if this killer weapon is used at this time, as long as the door to the ruins of the Starry Sky God can be cracked in a short time.

The old guy, the Starry Sky God, has found out the big secret that all gods are interested in. As long as he can master it, he, the demon king Chi Lian, will not worry about not achieving great things.

The Demon King Chi Lian was sitting on the podium, secretly brewing his wildness and plans in his heart, and patiently waiting for the appearance of Wang Yan's body on the ring, so that he could announce the final outcome of this duel.

On the ring, his son Chi Lie was more eager to find Wang Yan's body than him, and this expectation was very urgent.

"Hehe, Mo Yan, Mo Yan, I told you that you would regret provoking me, but you just didn't listen. Now what? How does it feel to be rotten by the dragon poison?"

The Lord Chi Lie was tall and handsome. He stood in the poisonous fog, his whole body was bathed in fire, and he kept waving the flaming sword to dispel the poisonous fog. That look was quite cool. It's a pity that no matter how majestic and cool the look was, it was really hard to appreciate it with a sinister and cunning look.

He walked forward like this, waving his sword to dispel the poisonous fog, and his expression looked very happy: "Hehe, I forgot, you can't answer now, and you can't regret it! Haha..."

The sharp sneer echoed in the center of the ring, but the crowd around was silent.

This kind of darkness and hegemony has long been deeply rooted in this world. Whoever has power and authority can do whatever he wants, which seems to be common in any world.

These onlookers already know the ending. After seeing the whole process, they are even more afraid of the Chilian Demon King family, and they dare not say anything at this time.

As for cheering for the winner? Winning by such despicable means, the surrounding audience has long lost the interest in cheering. It is estimated that only Chi Lie and his two brothers are still enjoying themselves.

The range of the dragon poisonous fog on the ring is getting smaller and smaller. In the rest area, Chihuo, Chiku and Succubus no longer need to build a barrier shield to resist the erosion of toxins.

But they looked at the increasingly empty ring, and there was no shadow of the old man Wang Yan, and their hearts immediately fell to the bottom.

"Woo woo, boss, I'm the one who hurt you! You must have wanted to stand up for me, so you suffered such a disaster... I, I hate it..." Chihuo, who was a little silly, remembered that Wang Yan said he would help him avenge himself. He thought Wang Yan had sacrificed for him, and felt guilty. He lay on the fence and howled.

"Oh, my Lord Moyan... my love..." Princess Chijue collapsed beside the fence, lost and pitiful.

The succubus beside her was also a little unstable, with a nervous look on her face, and her heart was even more entangled.

Through her eyes, you can see that the magma is rolling around the arena, and there is only a small ball of dragon poisonous fog above the arena. The twelve demon king's personal guards around them have all withdrawn their defensive barrier shields and no longer destroyed the remaining poisonous fog, as if they want to leave the last chance to find the body to their prince Chilie.

The audience in the stands around were in low spirits. Seeing any duel won by cheating, no one would be in a good mood.

In addition, the outcome was almost clear now, and some people began to prepare to leave the venue. The reason they had not left yet was just to take a closer look at Mo Yan's body to determine how miserable he was.

Soon, there was only a small piece of dragon poison fog, at most a few square meters, which was still shaking slightly, as if it could be dispersed by waving.

Lord Chi Lie walked slowly to the front of the dragon poison fog. At this time, the poison fog was no longer as turbulent and ferocious as before. Instead, it was like a wounded beast. Facing Chi Lie, who was bathed in fire, it kept rejecting and shrinking, as if it had an instinctive fear.

"Hehe, Mo Yan, I really wish you could see your pitiful appearance now, hehe, but unfortunately, under the effect of the dragon's poisonous mist, I'm afraid even your soul has been corroded, right?"

Chi Lie was so happy that all his previous frustrations were revealed at this moment.

"But don't worry, this lord will be merciful and leave you with a whole body. After that, this lord will personally hand over your ugly body to your useless little brother Chi Huo, and that useless little brother will definitely be grateful and bury you well."

After another round of sneers, Chi Lie slowly raised the flaming long sword in his hand. His movements were very slow, like a child about to cut a birthday cake, slowly enjoying the whole process.

Chi Huo and Chi Zu, the two siblings, sighed and turned their faces away. Chi Gu and Chi Yan grinned, waiting for the result with excitement.

The audience and the guards on the street held their breath, their eyes following the long sword in Chi Lie's hand as it slowly fell.

In their opinion, the body of the Demon Flame Lord was about to appear.

However, at this moment.

A ray of fire, like dawn, suddenly lit up in the poisonous fog.

At the same time, a slightly cold snort sounded: "Chi Lie, you still talk a lot of nonsense as always."

Chi Lie's face turned pale instantly, but the whole venue was boiling!

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