The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

The more they thought about it, the more uneasy they felt in their hearts, and even the powerful demons here became uneasy...

"Where is Your Highness? Where is His Highness Cicada?"

"...Dharma ritual, did it fail?"

Some doubts began to spread among the incoming demons, and the strong men of the human race seemed to have seen the light of day. Many soldiers immediately clenched their weapons and their morale was greatly boosted!

However……

At this moment, a burst of mist suddenly emerged from the broken door. Then, the mist was blown away by the wind, but it did not disperse, but spread, and cold snowflakes suddenly appeared in it...

It's not autumn yet, and although the night is cool, there should be no snowflakes. However, at this moment, this scene is extremely real... Not only are the snowflakes flying everywhere, they are flying.

When it fell to the ground, a layer of snow quickly accumulated...

"This is……"

The two magic commanders' eyes lit up at the same time!

Just listen to the chirping of cicadas that had stopped suddenly, but suddenly started again!

This kind of cicada's chirping sound is very strange, very different from the previous ones, and it is not like ordinary cicadas in the world!

Because... this is not Xia Chan, this is... Han Chan!

Placed in the ice and snow, the thin cicada sound seems to have condensed into substance. From a distance, it sounds very much like the tragic song of a dancer across the river. There is a hint of sadness in the tone...

This kind of sadness spread quickly, and everyone in the room felt an inexplicable emotion. The cold chirping of cicadas seemed to completely freeze their minds. Even the strong ones at the level of great cultivators in the room felt that at this moment My thoughts are unclear, and there is a vague feeling of stiffness all over my body...

Among them, Chu Zhongtie was better protected by his purple clothes, but Feng Junhou's face turned purple, and there was a faint layer of frost on his shoulders. Although it was quickly shattered by him, the taste in it was that he knew whether it was cold or warm... …

Even if they were like this, the rest of the strong human race would naturally find it harder to resist at this moment. Almost as soon as the sound of chilling cicadas sounded, many soldiers were so cold that they could no longer hold the weapons in their hands, and their bodies were trembling, and they gradually returned to their indestructible formation. But at this moment, they became as vulnerable as brittle paper... If the demons made a charge at this moment, I'm afraid they would collapse immediately!

On the other hand, the people in the demon clan are naturally close to the demon Han Chan, and they are not affected much at this moment. However, the mood of the two demon commanders is also extremely complicated at this time. First, they went from being uneasy to regaining their composure and regaining their confidence, but then quickly changed again. For uneasiness...

The two of them actually knelt down towards the Void Gate, their foreheads touching the ground, and said loudly.

"Welcome to His Highness Cicada!"

As soon as this sound fell, many powerful demon clan men knelt down one after another. Then they saw a faint light shining in the night, and an ice-blue cicada flew out from the gate of the void. Then, it was picked up by a white hand. Live...

A man wearing half a cicada mask walked out of the Void Gate.

Then, ice blue cicadas flew out one after another, flying all over the sky, making wild chirping sounds!

The sound of cicadas suddenly rose to the extreme, as if it was everywhere, and the tone was no longer the sad and sad tone before, but became festive!

It’s hard to believe that a creature like a cicada can sing happily in the ice and snow!

As soon as this man appeared, he was accompanied by such a strange scene!

Look carefully, listen carefully...

The cicadas dance and the music chirps, this is the etiquette!

This is the ritual music that will be played every time the emperor travels across the vast land of China! When you listen carefully, you will find that there is no mistake at all...

This demon... actually has such knowledge of human etiquette?

After hearing this, many strong men from the human race changed their expressions, but the strong men from the demon race seemed to be used to this...

But no matter who or what they think, nothing can change the fact that... His Highness the Demon Race, Cicada, is here!

His Highness Cicada chuckled and murmured, "Juu, you lost." Then he took a step forward, glanced at the Demon Commander kneeling aside, and said leisurely: "If you don't do things well, what kind of crime should you do?"

Hearing the sound, the Demon Commander, who was comparable to a great cultivator, trembled all over and said, "Your Highness, I..."

Cicada shook her head, and the Demon Commander immediately buried his head in the snow and did not dare to raise it again.

Then he saw Cicada stepping on his head with one foot, but she didn't use any force, she just stepped on him like this.

This is of course a great humiliation for the demon clan, but under the strong pressure, the demon commander cannot muster the will to resist at all!

Although he is a demon commander, even the strongest demon commander cannot defeat Cicada in a complete state. Although the strength shown by cicada now cannot be said to be "complete", it is necessary to kill him as a demon commander. , it’s just a trivial matter!

Fortunately... Cicada seemed to be in a good mood because of his success. He did not kill him directly. Instead, he stepped on him and kicked the devil commander away. His eyes fell on On the two great practitioners in the room...

"Sorry, for some reason, the original door can't be opened. Fortunately, I prepared some back-ups, which are fake and real, to make you laugh... Well, although I took a long detour this time, I can still appear in front of you... …”

When he said this, Chan bowed and clasped his fists, as if a humble gentleman was explaining his lateness to a friend's poetry meeting... If it weren't for the blood on his white shoes, everyone would probably have this illusion...

Cicada clasped her fists in full compliance with human etiquette and said, "This is the first time we meet, let me introduce myself."

"My name is Cicada, and I am fortunate enough to meet these two honorable men..."

After saying this, he stood up slightly, his eyes shifted between the two people, and finally stopped at Chu Zhongtie... Then he saw a warm smile on his face, and said lightly: "This... should be the third master of the Chu family from Shenzhou Haotu, the Shenhou family, Chu Zhongtie?"

"Well... the purple clothes on you are nice, I just need a warm coat, thank you."

This voice fell with an unquestionable taste! Chan's whole person seemed to have changed from a gentleman to a robber, but he said it so lightly and casually, looking like an elegant thief...

Hearing this, Chu Zhongtie clenched his fists fiercely, raised his eyebrows, looked at Feng Junhou, and then attacked at the same time!

Feng Junhou's long hair suddenly turned white, as if it was stained with a layer of frost, and then the wind blew everywhere, and three thousand white hairs danced with the wind, and in an instant it seemed like three thousand floating feathers, with an extremely elegant posture, but with endless murderous intent!

However, before he could really use this move, Chan sighed: "There is nothing on you that I like..."

After this sound, the cicada chirped loudly, and Feng Junhou felt that his sea of ​​consciousness was rolling and his soul was turbulent, as if his brain was forcibly stuffed with thousands of debris. The cicada chirps came straight at him like swords, and even with his strength as a great practitioner, he couldn't resist it at this moment!

After a painful groan, Feng Junhou's figure shook, and the strong move disappeared without a trace. At this moment, Chu Zhongtie's fists, shining with the light of the sun, had already hit Chan's left side, and the purple clothes on his body slowly lit up, shining brightly!

"It's a good thing... If its owner wants to use it, even I can't take it lightly, but... you want to use it?" Chan shook his head slowly and said lightly, "It's a joke!"

After the voice fell, countless cold cicadas behind him gathered together, and together they exuded a cold and extinguished breath, which easily stopped Chu Zhongtie's fists in place, and he couldn't move forward. Then, a golden cicada appeared in front of His Majesty Chan, opened his legs, and was about to pick up Zi Yi... At this time, although Zi Yi was still glowing, it had a tendency to be suppressed...

Just when Chu Zhongtie was in a hurry and Chan smiled lightly, as if he had won, a voice that no one in the field expected rang out...

"Let go."

The voice was indifferent, and the moment it fell, a fierce attack broke through the air and fell directly on Chan's head!

In this lightning and flint, Chan keenly felt the great danger!

(ps: Well, the long night of the Forbidden City, the final climax is finally coming! All departments, please pay attention, all departments, please pay attention, this is not a drill, this is not a drill!——)