Seven Star Island, Ancient Demon's Three Avatars

His speed was pushed to the limit, so fast there was not even time to summon a treasure. Yet there was not the slightest trace of panic on Lin Xuan's face. Expressionless, he opened his mouth, and a stream of emerald-green flame came spitting out.

"Hmph, Infant Fire? You think such an ordinary trick can stop this venerable one?"

A trace of ridicule appeared at the corner of the Ancient Demon's mouth. His right hand turned sideways and upright, wrapped in a thick mass of demonic Qi, and slashed diagonally toward Lin Xuan. As for that Infant Fire, he actually treated it as if it were nothing...

Excessive arrogance came at a price. How could Lin Xuan's demonic flame be compared to ordinary Infant Fire? This time, the Jialuo Ancient Demon had underestimated his enemy. The moment his palm touched that emerald-green nether fire, he immediately realized something was wrong.

His own pure demonic Qi was actually like paper paste; with a whoosh, it was set ablaze. A sensation of heart-pounding terror seized him. This was absolutely no ordinary Infant Fire. It even contained deadly poison, and could actually corrode even his demonic Qi.

Damn it!

A gloomy look flashed across the Ancient Demon's face. His cheeks puffed out, and he was just about to use some other divine ability, but Lin Xuan naturally would not let him cast it.

His left hand swept diagonally downward, and a wisp of azure light flew out from his sleeve. It seemed slow, yet was truly swift, chopping down viciously. A tearing sound entered the ear, and a huge head shot skyward. The Ancient Demon had actually been beheaded just like that. Yet his mangled corpse blurred and unexpectedly turned back into pitch-black demonic mist. This was nothing more than a substitute incarnation