Demon Emperor Phantom and Cultivating the Supreme

On Martial Gathering Island, the space between heaven and earth suddenly darkened. Endless demonic qi swept across the sky.

This entire world seemed to tremble violently beneath the shroud of that enormous Demon Shadow.

At the same time, countless gazes on the island lifted in horror.

They stared at that Demon Shadow.

A fear like the ninth level of hell erupted from the depths of their hearts like a volcanic eruption, instantly turning their faces deathly pale.

That gigantic Demon Shadow seemed like an emperor from another world.

It descended in an overbearing manner.

No one on this continent could stand against it.

"Is that the Abyssal Demon Emperor?" Lin Langtian stared solemnly at the Demon Shadow and muttered.

"That is merely the phantom of the emperor of the Yi Mo Clan. Within that Skull Talisman Seal, there is only a single strand of the Abyssal Demon Emperor's hair." Spirit Aunt's voice sounded at that moment.

"A strand of the Abyssal Demon Emperor's hair? A phantom?"

Lin Langtian's face was filled with shock. A single strand of hair alone possessed such terrifying power.

The Abyssal Demon Emperor who had caused Tianxuan Continent such immense trouble was indeed no simple being. No wonder even the Symbol Ancestor could only burn himself away to seal him.

"Haha, Lin Langtian, this time, your death is at hand!"

Beneath the Demon Emperor Phantom, Sixth King Hall and Seventh King Hall looked savage. The two men gave Lin Langtian a sinister smile, then abruptly changed their hand seals.

Boom!

As their hand seals shifted, the Demon Emperor Phantom slowly raised a hand before lightly patting it down at Lin Langtian.

The enormous demonic hand descended. Though it carried no startling energy fluctuation, Lin Langtian felt a fatal sense of danger rise within him.

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