Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

Chapter 404 Gu Insect

Yan Qian'an's eyes were calm, and the hypocritical and gentle smile on his face did not change.

He glanced at the woman who was pinned to the ground, without even a hint of emotion.

Family affection?

Born in such a family, only a fool with a burned-out brain would care about these two words.

"Seventh Brother, this is your mother."

"You haven't seen each other for ten years."

"Do you miss her?"

The Demon Lord looked down at Yan Qian'an, and a hint of mockery appeared on his handsome and vicious face.

Really are...

These idiots have been so high up lately that they really think they are something.

Those who come here all have ill intentions.

Not coming...

Yan Yunyi, that coward, didn’t have the courage to come... Cowards deserve to die.

Yan Yunyi is no exception.

Yan Qi'an lowered his eyes, hiding the impatience and murderous intent in his eyes: "Your Excellency is joking."

"If Your Majesty wants to see her die, I can do it myself."

The boy still looks as graceful as a jade tree, bright moon and fresh breeze, and his voice is as gentle as water, naturally pleasing and friendly, which is irresistible.

Those purple eyes were empty and terrifying, without any emotion.

The Demon Lord laughed and waved his hand, and the demons dragged the woman away again.

When passing by Yan Qi'an, the woman suddenly shouted, "You demons all deserve to die!"

"You deserve to die, little bastard!"

The hatred is overwhelming.

Yan Qi'an's eyelashes trembled slightly.

His strength has broken through the Supreme Realm, and now he is at the same realm as the old man, so there is a possibility of a battle between them.

and...

I'm afraid his brothers can't wait to take action.

Yan Qian'an clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves and did not respond to the woman's screams.

Obedient and gentle.

Like a harmless pet.

Seeing this, the sound of the Demon Lord's laughter spread throughout the palace.

Some people were in a state of panic, smelling a terrible odor.

Some people are also...irritated.

Yan Qian'an lowered his eyes and stared at the patterns on the ground, feeling annoyed.

He missed Ningning.

It turns out that some people really can't be separated for a moment.

Yan Su suddenly stood up and threw the cup to the ground.

The huge battle axe split the heavy stone table in half, smashing it to the ground and breaking it into pieces.

The sound was loud, like a signal, and the dense demon army surrounded the palace.

Yan Su said: "Father, you are old."

It's time to abdicate.

This old guy killed all of his mother's clan. He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Yan Tingyun clapped and laughed out loud.

very nice...

Now that someone has come forward, let's take this opportunity -

"Second brother, what are you laughing at?"

"Is it because you have a private army of 200,000 in Hanzhou?"

The smile on the Demon Lord's face continued to spread. The situation before him seemed like playing house to him.

His sons are all too ordinary.

Yan Tingyun's laughter stopped abruptly. He stood up suddenly with an embarrassed look on his face.

He was discovered... The old man knew all along and allowed him to keep it until now...

A shadow suddenly fell on Yan Tingyun's heart.

Then, the Demon Lord sat firmly in the main seat, tapping the armrest of the chair with one hand.

"Third brother, bribe the Thousand Demon Guards to turn against us."

"Old Four dug a mausoleum in this Demon Palace, set up restrictions, and also built a teleportation array that covers the entire imperial city."

"Old Five... seduces women and wants to rely on women to get things done... He is extremely despicable!"

The Demon Lord's voice was fluent, and every move he made was flawless. He thought he had it all figured out, and that he had the bargaining chip in his hand, but he had already been exposed.

In an instant, the atmosphere solidified and heated up, reaching the final critical value.

They seemed to have taken off all their clothes and were running naked in front of the Demon Lord.

No...it's different.

This is fatal.

The Demon Lord suddenly laughed, and his eyes fell on Yan Qian'an with a little more appreciation.

"Seventh Brother, you really impressed me."

"The Thirteen States only follow your lead. Your strength... has broken through to the Supreme Realm."

These two short sentences shocked the other sons.

The Supreme Realm! ?

Yan Qian'an was only a little old when he broke through to the Supreme Realm.

Isn't he only nineteen years old?

Abnormal indeed!

If that’s the case... doesn’t that mean Yan Qian’an has the strength to fight against the Demon Lord?

Yan Qian'an suddenly chuckled, he looked up and put away the hypocritical smile he had developed in the Demon Realm.

The gentle voice was torn into a cold, violent voice filled with murderous intent.

"You're disgusting."

Yan Qianan raised his head and stared at the Demon Lord's face.

So disgusting.

The dagger slid out of the boy's hand, shining with a dazzling red light.

Demonic energy gathered behind the young man, surging and boiling, with overwhelming pressure.

Like a demon crawling out of hell.

More than ten years of forbearance, just for this moment.

Kill the Demon Lord.

He will never forget the days when he had to compete for food with vicious dogs, and he will never forget those dirty looks and endless bullying.

Broken limbs, broken spiritual veins.

And the first half of his life was suffocated by endless darkness.

They all originated from the Demon Lord.

Yan Su covered his chest and Yan Tingyun spat out a mouthful of blood.

It’s a showdown between strong men, and if they get involved, they can only wait for death.

The Demon Lord's laughter was still wild, and he looked at Yan Qian'an as if he was looking at a clown.

"Good boy, you are worthy of being the sharpest knife in my hand."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon Lord suddenly raised his hand, and strands of red lines flowed out from his fingertips.

In an instant, it seemed as if something broke out of Yan Qian'an's dantian.

Burning, scalding, sharp pain.

The black poisonous insect splits and splits after coming into contact with blood...

The boy's skin was fair, and the wriggling bulges were particularly obvious.

Yan Qian'an's heart suddenly sank, as if he was falling into an endless abyss.

Without any preparation, he tried his best and swept the sword across, carrying murderous intent straight towards the Demon Lord's heart.

Pain is secondary.

The scattered and stiff consciousness made him realize that something was wrong.

The evil spirit spread, the pillars supporting the roof beams shattered, and the entire hall was on the verge of collapsing.

"Gu...Puppet Gu!"

When Yan Tingyun shouted out, his face turned pale.

Yan Qian'an is being used by the Demon Lord, there is no chance for them to survive!

The dagger was only a finger's distance away from the Demon Lord's chest.

The last finger.

The condensed demonic energy suddenly dissipated.

Torn.

It was like his soul was being torn apart, his hands and limbs completely defying his commands.

"Kneel down."

He seemed unable to resist the Demon Lord's orders.

Don't kneel...

Don’t kneel.

The price of disobeying orders is pain.

The bulges in his blood vessels, the poisonous insects gnawed at his flesh wantonly, being nourished by the demonic energy and growing stronger and stronger.

The humiliation that had accompanied him for a long time came back.

It was like an endless nightmare enveloping him.

Blood oozed from his skin and dripped onto the ground.

Cold sweat mixed with blood dripping down.

But the young man still thrust the sword out, barely cutting through the man's shirt on his chest.

The Demon Lord sneered and squeezed the boy's wrist, crushing it easily.

Until the dagger fell to the ground and made a sound.

He looked at the struggle and clarity in Yan Qian'an's eyes and sneered.

"Nineteen... you're still too young."

What a thing.

Suddenly, he laughed and said, "I can see the destiny, but you mortals can never change your fate."

"You can not."