Leading the king's soldiers.

Long Jiuyang left the crowd and walked in the direction where Yue Qianyu was.

"Yesterday, the border army came to report, but I didn't expect that the envoys of the Rakshasa Imperial Kingdom will arrive today!"

"This group of arrogant guys, do you think that the Rakshasa Imperial Kingdom is extremely strong, and you can do whatever you want in my imperial capital?!"

Looking at the Rakshasa envoy who was gradually moving away, Yue Qianyu's pretty face was cold!

"Daughter-in-law, don't be angry, these guys, I'll let them know what it means to pretend to be thunderbolted!"

Looking at Yue Qianyu, Long Jiuyang smiled lightly.

Pretending to be forced to be struck by lightning?

Someone just now, pretending to be forced is even more pretending, don't want it......

Looking at Long Jiuyang, Gu Ling'er had a look of disdain on her face.

I?

Wang Bing looked at the three of them silently, but he didn't expect that the empress of the Purple Moon Emperor would appear on this street in men's clothes.

Thinking of Long Jiuyang's identity, Wang Bing suddenly understood.

Now that he has joined the Shenwei Legion, it seems that revenge is expected!

Wang Bing, whose face was slightly cold, flashed a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

"Let's go, let's go back to the palace......"

Yue Qianyu's interest in shopping suddenly disappeared.

......

Star Luo Imperial Kingdom, in a dimly lit secret room.

A scarlet light, swaying brightly and darkly in the room.

The dark blood-colored robes fluttered endlessly.

A young man, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the chamber.

The handsome face, like a vampire, noble and mysterious.

"Squeak—"

The closed door was slowly opened.

His Majesty of the Star Luo Imperial Kingdom, Duan Canghai, looked at the middle of the secret room with a respectful expression.

"National Teacher ......"

Duan Canghai shouted respectfully.

"Huh?"

The evil young man, frowning slightly, and his handsome face showed a cold color.

"Oh...... I'm sorry, Lord Demon!"

Duan Canghai said with a pale face.

Feeling that terrifying chill suddenly disappeared, he dared to continue.

"The nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine boys and girls you want are ready...... ...... on the altar."

Duan Canghai said humbly.

"Hmm!"

The mysterious blood-robed youth nodded slightly.

Duan Canghai only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and in the secret room, except for himself, there was no one else.

Come to think of it, the national teacher has already left......

Thinking that half a month ago, the national teacher's temperament suddenly changed greatly, as if he was a different person......

It is even more in himself and the emperor Duan Haoyang, planting a drop of poisonous blood.

From that day on, as long as the national teacher's heart moves, he and the emperor will have to suffer the pain of insects and ants.

Life and death are even more in the national teacher, and they are ...... in a single thought

As the emperor, he became a puppet......

Looking at the national teacher whose face and temperament had changed greatly, Duan Canghai knew why the Demon Warrior had become a taboo in the Overlord Continent!

No matter how much he regretted it, now the Star Luo Imperial Kingdom has been controlled by the national teacher.

Oh, it should be called the Demon Lord!

Royal Palace, Tower of Babel.

Peak, altar.

The evil ghost national teacher in a bloody robe looked at the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine boys and girls, and his thin lips were slightly pulled up, revealing a grim smile.

The children, all tied to small crosses, naked, with their heads down.

Apparently in a coma.

When he came to the stone plate in the middle of the altar, he looked like a twenty-year-old son, Xingluo National Teacher, with a terrifying red light in his eyes.

In his right hand, he took out a dagger with a cold glow.

Raise your left hand, and the dagger falls.

After a cold light, the national teacher's sagging wrist was bloody.

A quarter of an hour.

Half an hour.

The evil spirit national teacher's face gradually turned pale, his brows furrowed.

Looking at the wrist where the blood was getting slower and slower, the national teacher used his Xuan power, only to see a bloody sword shoot out from his wrist.

The national teacher's face became more and more pale and weak, and his eyes were filled with red light.

And in the heart, there is a drop of demonic blood.

Follow the heart, beat together!

This strange drop of purple blood was obtained by chance by Fang Zhengjue ten years ago......

With this blood, he realized the demonic martial arts......

However, this drop of purple blood has also become his, the doom of life!

When the last drop of blood in the body has been drained.

That drop of purple blood suddenly released a huge amount of blood.

This strange blood rayed through his body and spread out above the altar in an instant.

When this piece of blood was gone, it devoured all nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine boys and girls.

Bloody.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine boys and girls quickly dried up.

The originally ruddy and white skin has become like that of an old man......

And the national teacher in the middle of the altar, the handsome and demonic face became more and more white and tender, and the originally loose body gradually became stronger and younger.

......

An hour later.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine boys and girls have been reduced to bones.

The national teacher, on the other hand, has changed dramatically.

Like an eighteen-year-old boy, evil spirits, youth, and vigorous vitality emanated from his body.

And in his body, the drop of purple blood slowly melted.

Blood-colored light flashed from his eyes.

"5,000 years...... Ben-kun has finally woken up again!"

The young man with a handsome face said in a cold voice.

It's just that the excitement in the words can't be hidden.

At this moment, the young and handsome Demon Lord frowned slightly.

"The lowly human race actually dares to rebel against this monarch......"

In the house of God.

A gray figure was roaring angrily.

And this gray and weak Yuan Shen is the national teacher Fang Zhengjue!

Ten years ago, he accidentally smelted that strange drop of purple blood, and he was originally an average cultivator, but he quickly improved again.

I thought that I would soar from now on.

But I didn't expect that it was just a curse......

According to the inheritance obtained by the evil purple blood, he built an altar, absorbed the essence blood of the strong, and tempered his physique......

Who would have thought that in the end, it would be the body of the Demon Lord!

Although I know that this guy who calls himself the Demon Lord is a 5,000-year-old existence, perhaps even older.

But Fang Zhengjue was still unwilling......

Could it be that he can only do this and become the furnace of the Demon Lord?

I'm unwilling!

Give me back the body!

In the Divine Mansion, Fang Zhengjue's Yuan Shen is angry!

A chaotic, boundless and endless divine mansion, a huge blood-colored phantom, suddenly appeared.

Looking at the weak primordial god, who was only one-tenth the size of him, the demon lord shook his head slightly.

"Ben Jun, it's so weak!"

The Demon Lord, who was full of regret, looked at Fang Zhengjue's divine sense, and said coldly, "This Monarch, the Heavenly Demon Monarch, can occupy your body, you lowly human race, you should feel honored." ”

"If you don't disperse obediently, do you want Benjun to take action personally?"

The majestic and cold divine consciousness fluctuations made Fang Zhengjue's gray and weak divine consciousness tremble......

Although he didn't know how powerful the Heavenly Demon Monarch was, he knew that it was easy for this Heavenly Demon Monarch to make his soul fly away......

However, he is really unwilling to die like this!

"Mole ants!"

After a low shout, the Heavenly Demon Lord, the illusory divine soul, stretched out his big hand.

Whew-

The Chaos Divine Mansion, a gust of wind danced wildly, and Fang Zhengjue's gray divine soul instantly turned into nothingness.

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