"Get on your knees!"

As one of the Red Dragon candidates of the Red Dragon Dynasty, Chi Huang, even after becoming a terrifying Venerable in the Upper Realm, still remembers the nightmare of this day.

No one knows why Venerable Chihuang had to light the lamp himself at night, never with a fake hand.

Some people say that it was His Holiness who awakened the red dragon bloodline and thus loved red and heat.

Some people also said that he had killed too many people, and he was afraid that the ghosts would take away the souls, so he couldn't avoid the night.

Some people also said that the oil he lit was the oil refined from the ancient beasts, which could improve his cultivation without bottlenecks.

Only Chihuang knows.

If it weren't for the brightly lit night, once he fell asleep, the nightmare of his life would appear in his sea of consciousness.

She ruined his arrogance, his Dao heart, his fanatical pursuit of the Dao, and his fundamental beliefs!

"Get on your knees."

The terrifying Wei Ya suddenly overwhelmed the bodies and consciousness of all the besiegers, as if they had seen tens of thousands of fierce beasts roaring in the sky, their eyes red, their front hooves raised, and they rushed towards them with an unstoppable momentum!

No, no, no!

The monks, controlled by fear and horror, fell to their knees with a "poof", and the ground was smashed into a pit of several inches, and the proud sons of heaven hung their heads like dying prisoners kneeling towards butcher's knives.

Chihuang gritted his teeth, his hands covered with scars and bruises, and he desperately pressed against the ground, never letting his knees fall to the ground!

The bones creaked, blood seeped out from the bronzed skin, and the spirit screamed to surrender to this ancient Wia!

Mo Yue grabbed the hair of the person who did not kneel, and pressed it down hard, the moment the flesh touched the ground, the smell of blood exploded, and the fine pain tormented the unyielding monk!

The Red Dragons.

She won't destroy a child's Dao heart, but it doesn't mean that she will be soft on the descendants of the betrayer.

"You're good."

It is worth counteracting your sins.

The Mo family god of war licked his lips, folded his five fingers, and raised his foot to kick the knee bones of the Red Dragon clansmen!

I'll send you a piece of creation, and if you don't succeed, you will sink in the nightmare I made.

The surging spiritual power poured into the broken bones, and Chihuang heard all the bones creaking in a trance, exploding into countless pieces, and tears fell involuntarily, splashing on the blood-red ground, without a trace of dust.

No.

Yun Yu and Feng Fuchen's whole body stiffened, and they opened their mouths weakly, and they seemed to be choked by the throat in the slanted eyes of the madman.

The Red Dragon Venerable stared at the tiger, and after receiving a glance from the little prince of the Qingfeng Dynasty, he exhaled a heavy breath and said loudly: "Yun Family Yun Fei, Yun Family Yun Ling, and Feng Family Wind Dust Win!" “

He is the ruler of a dynasty, and he must not do anything that outsiders see, narrow-minded and disregard the overall situation.

The heir can still be there, even if he kneels, it's nothing.

The fierce-tempered Red Dragon Venerable thought and erased the fear in his heart that he had subconsciously for that little prince and that came from the hidden in his blood.

Emperor Qingfeng looked at the second miss of the Yun family who made everyone kneel with one hand, and shuddered, he smiled irreproducibly, and said together: "Yun family Yun Fei, Yun family Yun Ling, the wind of the Feng family wins!" “

At the beginning, that evil ghost also used this posture to crush all the heirs and declare his ultimate rule over the Qingfeng Dynasty.