Chapter 924: No Melodramatic Dramas Allowed

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"吚桀桀敡~咻咻哼哆!" The mourning banshee laughed angrily, spitting out a few mysterious magical syllables. She opened her skinny claws suddenly, and a dark phantom ghost claw shot toward Wang Yan captured him.

The ghostly claws and sinister wind gusts are like the claws of the God of Death, capable of pulling the soul out of the body.

"Boy, I will pluck out your soul and torture it for hundreds of years."

This time, the banshee was extremely angry. As a legendary monster, others can only fear and awe it. No one dared to laugh at it for being ugly, or speak sarcastically.

Facing the menacing ghost claws, Wang Yan looked calm and calm, without any sense of nervousness.

"Comrade Wang, be careful." Comrade Saladin, a powerful man, hurriedly warned Wang Yan.

Saladin had experienced the power of the Banshee before. With his strength, he was equipped with the best equipment. But in the battle between the Banshee and the Dark Songer, he barely had much room to intervene.

He was afraid that Wang Yan wouldn't know how powerful the opponent was and would suffer a loss due to his carelessness.

Suddenly, at this moment.

The ancient Balrog roared loudly, causing the entire Starry Sky Tower to rumble and tremble. He raised his big hand and slapped it. Although it has shrunk its body, it has only removed the outer layer of its carapace. Even so, it is now more than ten meters tall, making it a giant compared to humans.

The huge palm print hit the ghost claw, and the gloomy negative energy was blown to pieces, and the fragments melted like snow under the extremely hot flames. At the same time, the giant hand of the ancient Balrog still had its strength and continued to cover the mourning banshee.

The blazing fire, the secret is all over the floor.

"Quick~" The banshee was shocked. She didn't expect that the ancient Balrog would suddenly attack it. As he screamed, he suddenly turned into countless crows and fled in all directions.

"boom!"

The floors of the Tower of Starry Sky were hit with a rumble and trembling violently. Even though it was made of excellent materials and reinforced with a defensive array, it couldn't help but groan violently, and crack-like cracks appeared.

A few more times, and I'm afraid this floor, which has experienced thousands of years, will completely collapse.

The black crow feathers flew around in messy directions, and were burned clean by the fire. The group of fleeing crows reunited into the Banshee dozens of meters away. Its skeleton-like face showed some fear and annoyance: "The ancient flame demon Bellaroca, why are you crazy? We are here this time to save you.”

"Ouch~" The ancient Balrog roared, stretched out a huge middle finger, and gave the Banshee a sharp thumbs up.

"You!" The banshee almost fainted. Didn't it mean that the ancient Balrog was contaminated by the negative energy of some kind of extraterrestrial demon, and his character and temper became erratic and violent?

What the hell kind of gesture is this? Where did this bastard learn that?

"Quack~" A three-legged crow covered in flames fluttered onto the shoulders of the ancient Balrog, grinning mischievously, "Xiaobei, you and your taste are too strong. Even the banshee can do it, brother, I really admire you."

The Three-legged Golden Crow is also a creature born from the primordial fire. He also claims to have reached the level of a god and is regarded as the sun god "La" by the ancient Three-Eyed Civilization. If everything is true, it is naturally qualified to call Bella Rocca Xiaobei.

"Ouch~cuckold~bird!" The ancient Balrog gave it a disdainful glance. It had heard the Son of Flame say this word, but it didn't understand it very well. But it's more than enough to mock the crow.

"What!?" The three-legged golden crow stopped, spitting fire with its fangs and claws bared, "You stupid big guy, how dare you insult the great sun god Ra. I want to challenge you in a one-on-one duel."

"You can't beat me." The ancient flame demon spoke truthfully.

The three-legged Golden Crow was finally not angry to death, and then started to spray with tricky words, spraying everything from the image of the ancient Balrog to his taste. But no matter how he sprayed it, the ancient Balrog always responded with three words.

"Cuckold!"

The commotion between this flame bird and an ancient Balrog made both the enemy and us stunned, and they couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Son of Flame, please save my grandpa~"

At this moment, Lydia hugged her grandfather and cried miserably, "Grandpa, grandpa, you must not die, wuwu~"

"Uh-huh!"

Wang Yan appeared in front of her in a blink of an eye, pulled Lidya aside and said, "Why are you crying? Are you acting in a sad drama? If you hang around a few more times, I will keep your grandfather alive."

Lidya held back her tears and showed an embarrassed smile. She was indeed a little anxious just now. But with the Son of Fire taking action, Grandpa shouldn't have any problems. Incident after incident, Wang Yan's image became more and more mythical in her mind.

He could even cure the pollution in the ancient Balrog and made it his subordinate. Isn't it easy to treat her grandfather?

"Old guy, you're not dead yet? Why don't you blink twice and let me take a look?" Wang Yan said angrily to Emmons, who had a gray face.

It's no wonder that Wang Yan is now very rude to Emmons. This old guy actually sealed the ancient seal before he came out. Was he trying to kill Wang Yan, or was he trying to get his granddaughter to have children with him inside?

If he hadn't been strong enough to solve the crisis of the ancient Balrog, he might have been trapped and died in the forbidden land of flames.

Emmons was already furious, but he still managed to raise his eyes. When his strength reaches his level, his tenacity of vitality is far beyond what ordinary people can compare with. Therefore, even though the curse has spread all over his body, he can still barely survive.

"Oh, I didn't expect that my majestic son of flame would become a nurse twice in a row in one day." Wang Yan shook his head helplessly, he couldn't just ignore the situation and save it. Under Lydia's pleading eyes, he pinched Emmons' arm, and a ray of pure Yang True Fire penetrated into his body along his meridians.

"Hiss~"

Even though he had expected it, the situation was so bad that Wang Yan took a breath of air.

The curse placed on Emmons was so vicious that it not only destroyed the vitality in his body, but also implicated his soul. As soon as Wang Yan's Pure Yang True Fire entered, he was besieged by a large amount of spreading curse power and declared defeated in just a few seconds.

Indeed, pure yang true fire can exterminate all evil spirits and filth. But just as water can extinguish fire, a big fire can also evaporate water. When the power of those filthy curses reaches a certain level, they can in turn surround and suppress Wang Yan's Pure Yang True Fire.

"Fire, son of flame, yes, I'm sorry. Forget it, my life has been extinguished, extinct, you, you can't save me." Emmons looked like he was reflecting back on the light, his face turned red, he grabbed Wang Yan's arm and struggled to say, "Ma, please, take care of Lidya."

"Grandpa~"

Lydia cried sadly, "Grandpa, you can't die, Son of Flame, please, please save my grandpa. No matter what the conditions are, I promise you."

"Li, Lydia." Emmons coughed up black blood and said, "Yes, promise grandpa. Take care of yourself. Fire, the son of flame, is actually a good person. Yes, grandpa was biased towards him before, Prejudice."

"Woo~" Lydia choked with sobs and nodded in pain.

"Hey!"

Wang Yan on the side interrupted helplessly, "What are you two, grandpa and granddaughter? This is not how you act in a bloody drama, right? I'm still watching, and the villain bosses are also standing by. Don’t take people too seriously.”

In fact, everyone was watching this scene and didn't react for a moment.

Hearing Wang Yan's words, Banshee and Lich Marshall both woke up and couldn't help but nodded. It's true, Emmons, you and your grandson don't take people seriously. We are the villain BOSS. Ah, how come I lost all my dignity?

"Marshall, let's go up, restrain the Son of Fire, and seize the Tears of the Starry Sky." The Banshee gave the order, and she and Marshall rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, the ancient flame demon stepped in front of them with its huge feet, looked at them with contempt, and said in a rumble: "Stop. Be obedient and wait for my young master to do what you want."

Fearing the terrifying power of the ancient Balrog, the Banshee and the Lich Marshall both stopped and looked at each other, Young Master? What is that? Is it possible that this ancient flame demon recognizes Flame Lord as its master?

No, I heard that the ancient fire demon Bellaroca was a demigod in his heyday. Although its strength has been greatly reduced now, the dignity of the demigod should still be there, and it will not recognize the junior Yan Zun who is also a strong demigod as its master, right?

"Hmph~" Babbitt's eyes surged, and he blocked behind them with an illusory figure, and said in a deep voice, "Banshee, things have come to this point, how dare you still think about Tears in the Starry Sky? That's enough. stupid."

Babbitt, the dark singer, is now the number one person in the world of black magic. This time, he was supposed to go back to the academy to save the situation, but unexpectedly, he was caught behind by the banshee oriole, which made him feel angry.

If faced with a duel under a fair environment, he would not be afraid of that half-dead half-alive old monster that had lived for hundreds of years.

"Okay, okay, let's stop arguing for now." Wang Yan waved his hand and said, "You all have a rest for a while. I'll stabilize the old guy Emmons's injury first, and then deal with it."

Banshee and Lich Marshall were furious, Son of Fire, what do you think you are? We two are villains, why should we listen to you?

Just when they are ready to make a move.

Wang Yan snorted coldly: "Old Bei, if anyone dares to make the slightest move, I will slap him to death."

"Ouch~"

The ancient flame demon Bellaroca roared wildly, and stared at the banshee and lich with a pair of eyes burning with flames.

That ferocious gaze frightened the banshee and the lich so much that they cursed in their hearts, damn, what happened? How come this ancient fire demon listens to the Son of Fire like a dog!

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