Chapter 585 Did Darren Run Away (2/2)

They happened to be the strongest martial artists here, and every one of them was an inferior holy warrior—a warrior at the inferior stage of the Holy Realm.

”Work with me! Let's shatter the space and kill the fiend ancestor!”

the middle-aged man in a golden robe shouted and took the lead in flying out of the palace

uppress the fiend.

Darren's powerful attacks were slowly breaking through the gate.

In the Dragon Holy Land

The blood red figure stared at the black-armored young man who was kneeling on the ground.

”Come home.”

The words were so softly spoken that they almost sounded hesitant.

”No, no!”

the young man shouted madly, then sprang up from the ground and kept backing up.

But the blood red figure reached out his hand, and a strong demonic power rushed towards the young man.

”Ah!”

Screams pierced through the air and into the distance.

The black-armored young man's body melted away and transformed into a pure demonic internal force that flew towards the figure.

A few seconds later, the young man vanished as if he'd never existed.

A howl of triumph was released from the figure as his aura got stronger with the surge of power he'd absorbed.

He looked in the direction of the Holy Lands.

Right then, all the forbidden areas of the other seven Holy Lands began to roar as if strong demonic power was about to erupt.

The blood red figure soared into the sky in a flash.

However, many strange runes suddenly appeared and blocked his way.

After crashing into the wall of runes created, he was surprised to find himself being pushed back several feet away.

Figures in black robes appeared in the air, their eyes glowing with a green light.

”Roar!”

He hit the wall of runes with his huge hand and the wall immediately broke into pieces.

The witchers took this chance and began to cast a spell on him.

Their withered bodies were burning with green flames. The auras of life and death were constantly interspersing with one another.