Dragon Demon True Saint?
At Saint Demon Python's almost threatening words, the smile on Zhu Kun's face only grew more excited.
"Heh heh heh!"
Not only him-even Xiao Yan beside him wore the same wicked smile.
"Here's some good news for you. Dragon Demon True Saint and True Saint Huang Mo have both already been killed by this old man!"
With the happiest of smiles, Zhu Kun spoke the coldest of words.
In a sense, those two Demon Saints had indeed been driven to self-destruction only after he appeared.
Though Dragon Demon True Saint had not died, his fate was little different.
At Zhu Kun's icy words, Saint Demon Python's enormous serpent pupils, which had still held a trace of hope, instantly shrank to the size of needlepoints.
Then he let out a shrill, anguished roar.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
Dragon Demon True Saint is invincible! No one beneath Dou Di can kill him!"
Zhu Kun's words were so cold that he could hardly accept them. Dragon Demon True Saint was the strongest member of the Fallen Evil Race. If even he had fallen, did that not mean certain death for all of them, the traitors of old?
"Heh heh heh! Killing him on my own would indeed be difficult. But what if two Peak Nine-Star Dou Saints surrounded him?"
Seeing Demon Python True Saint's terrified expression, Zhu Kun grew even more excited, and even Xiao Yan beside him let out a wicked laugh.
"Not only will Dragon Demon True Saint die, but not one of you traitors will escape!"
"Aaaah!"
Saint Demon Python let out a piercing, hysterical scream. Black demonic flames ignited over what remained of his upper body-less than half of it-and he suddenly accelerated, trying to charge away.
"Bastard! It was bad enough with that son of