With the addition of the mysterious symbols, the body that was almost broken by the chains gradually recovered, with muscles bulging and full of powerful vitality.

Zhou Yan's face quickly turned rosy, and his body exuded a powerful aura.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Wang Sheng was stunned by the sudden situation. His eyes widened with disbelief, "You little bastard, you actually have a trump card?"

"Bang bang bang——"

Zhou Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and the frightening scarlet blood glowed in his pupils.

At the same time, Zhou Yan suddenly threw out his right leg and kicked King Zhou hard.

This right leg seemed to contain a huge amount of power, and it swept forward with a terrifying tearing sound, so fierce and domineering that it made people feel heart-stopping.

"Damn it!"

Wang Sheng's expression changed slightly, and he quickly loosened the chains and stepped back to avoid Zhou Yan's attack.

Boom!

Zhou Yan's kick failed and he kicked hard on the wooden wall. In an instant, a majestic force surged out, and the thick wall immediately dented, and cracks as dense as a spider web spread along the wall.

Zhou Yan didn't stop even after the blow missed. He clenched his right fist tightly, dodged his body, and unleashed another killing move.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, Wang Sheng took a few steps back again. His face turned red and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Just now, if he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been injured by Zhou Yan's punch.

"Good boy, you do have some skills." Wang Sheng gritted his teeth.

"Humph, it's just a small skill." Zhou Yan dismissed it, "If you only have this little strength, you will be very disappointed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yan stepped forward, fisted with his left hand, poured a powerful force of true energy into it, and punched Wang Sheng.

The air exploded, and there was a faint sound of thunder.

Wang Sheng's face was solemn, his figure flickered, and he quickly avoided it.

Zhou Yan's punch missed, but he punched Wang Sheng again.

This punch was as fast as thunder. Wang Sheng didn't even have time to dodge and resisted the punch.

"Click——"

Wang Sheng suddenly screamed, his body flew out, and he fell heavily to the ground. He vomited blood and turned pale.

"Damn it!"

Wang Sheng's face showed anger. He didn't expect that this little beast still had some energy left!

"Whoosh!"

Zhou Yan didn't give Wang Sheng any chance to react. He flashed his figure, rushed out like a cheetah, raised his foot and kicked Wang Sheng on the chest.

"Bang——"

There was a muffled sound.

Wang Sheng's chest collapsed and his body fell as limp as mud.

Wang Sheng was lying on the ground, coughing violently, with a gloomy face, staring at Zhou Yan who was squatting in front of him.

There was reluctance in his eyes, but more of surprise and confusion, "How could this happen?"

It's over, Zhou Yan looked at Wang Sheng reluctantly, your entire Wang family will disappear into this ancient world with your death.

"I know you must be very dissatisfied and hate me now." Zhou Yan grinned, showing his white teeth, "But after you die, you don't have to be unwilling anymore."

"What...what do you mean?" Wang Sheng's face changed wildly.

"Because, soon, your soul will disappear forever and you will be unable to be reincarnated."

Zhou Yan stretched out his hand to touch Wang Sheng's head, with a cold smile on his face: "Don't worry, you don't need to worry, I will take care of your family after you die..."

"ah--"

A shrill roar came from deep in Wang Sheng's throat. He struggled desperately and scratched with both hands, trying to resist Zhou Yan's hand, but it was of no avail.

"No--"

Amidst the shrill wails, Wang Sheng slowly closed his eyes, with a look of pain and regret on his face.

"Husband, Ji Mingyue just sent a message. There may be Ye Xun's memory fragments outside the battle of the gods." Diao Chan said to Zhou Yan who was recuperating.

"Oh?" Zhou Yan opened his eyes, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.

The outer area of ​​the War of the Gods.

This is a desolate plain, with no grass growing, the surrounding areas are dark, and there is a depressing and strange atmosphere.

Ancient demon species are rampant here, and ferocious beasts are roaming freely. If you are not careful, you will be in danger and narrowly escape death.

"Shua——"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and a black cloud swept towards Zhou Yan and the two of them, blocking out the sunlight. It was eerie and eerie, as if it was going to swallow up the entire sky.

The next moment, more than ten black shadows descended on Zhou Yan and others.

They are covered in pitch-black scales, with bone spurs on their backs, resembling bats, their bodies are shiny black, their eyes are scarlet and bloodthirsty, and they release evil and ferocious killing intent, making people tremble with fear.

"Jiejie, food is delivered to your door again!"

More than ten strange birds looked up to the sky and screamed, flapped their wings, opened their sharp claws, cut through the void like steel knives, and attacked Zhou Yan and the two of them.

Diao Chan's pretty face was frosty. She crossed her arms on her chest, and a stream of lavender True Qi flowed out and gathered into vines, entanglement on her arms.

The vines were flexible and strong, like iron hoops, which instantly imprisoned those strange birds.

"boom!"

With a crisp sound, a strange bird exploded on the spot and turned into pieces.

At the same time, Diao Chan moved around and shuttled among the strange birds. Every time he punched, one of the strange birds would be killed.

In just a few seconds, more than a dozen strange birds were wiped out and died miserably.

"Huchi~"

Zhou Yan exhaled a breath of turbid air and narrowed his eyes.

"What on earth are these strange birds?" Zhou Yan asked with a frown.

"I don't know either." Diao Chan shook her head, "I once heard my grandfather mention that in the ancient times, some gods and aliens united to form a huge force - the Demon Prison. These strange birds should belong to that force , maybe it has something to do with that devil prison."

"Demon Prison?" Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows, "You mean, these strange birds are the Monsters of the Demon Prison?"

"It should be." Diao Chan's beautiful eyes flashed.

The Demon Prison is an extremely large existence in ancient times. It is said that there are hundreds of Divine Level Monsters in the Demon Prison.

Even now, the ancient era has long ended, but there are still traces of the Demon Prison.

"Let's go and look for it."

Zhou Yan stood up and looked into the distance.

"Yes." Diao Chan nodded, then took Zhou Yan's arm and walked towards the distance.

This is a vast desert with rolling yellow sand.

In this vast land, there are endless gravel and rocks.

"Sand! Sand! Sand!"

Suddenly, in this desert, there was a slight sound.

"Who?" Zhou Yan and Diao Chan both became wary and followed the sound.

I saw a figure shrouded in a gray cloak walking out of a pile of sand dunes.

The figure lowered its head, covering its appearance, making it difficult to see its specific appearance.

"The sandstorm is coming!"

The cloaked man's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of panic in his voice, and he turned around and fled.

Zhou Yan was slightly startled. This person's voice seemed very familiar...

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