Five invincible princes and kings knelt on the city wall in a row, and behind them were their core henchmen, who were their shadows on weekdays.

The Wen family, led by Wen Zaichen and Wen Chuan, was pulled down in front of the city wall.

After seeing the upside-down dragon clan, Wen Chuan seemed to be frightened, his eyes widened, and he looked at this scene in shock.

Suddenly, Wen Chuan set his eyes on Yechen and said loudly: "Yechen, let go, let me go." ”

Immediately, Wen Chuan set his eyes on Ye Zixuan again, although he didn't understand why Ye Zixuan wanted to stand with Yechen, he hurriedly shouted: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, help, Yechen, this traitor rebelled." ”

"Bold!" Shi Yuhu stepped forward and slapped Wen Chuan's face fiercely, knocking out Wen Chuan's entire row of teeth.

Wen Zaichen exclaimed sadly: "Your Majesty, what is wrong with the old minister, and the old minister must be made clear when he dies." ”

Ye Zixuan set her eyes on Yechen, and Yechen said lightly: "Damn it, why do you need to explain who controls the current Netherworld." ”

A person flashed behind Ye Zixuan, a man who looked more beautiful than a woman, and respectfully prostrated in front of Yechen and said, "Your Majesty, the slave Li Yu is now in charge of the Netherworld. ”

The Wen family looked at this scene in disbelief, and Wen Zaichen and Wen Chuan both subconsciously murmured, "Your Majesty?"

It turned out to be called His Majesty Yechen.

Shi Yuhu sneered and said, "You really don't know Mount Tai with dog eyes, and what you see in front of you is the Monarch of Death." ”

"What?" The Wen family's eyes instantly widened, and their minds were in a mess, and it was difficult to digest the news in front of them.

Yechen said lightly to Li Yu: "Even if you are the commander of the Netherworld, then the Eighteen Palms of Purgatory should be there." ”

Yechen's words fell, and everyone kneeling on the city wall subconsciously trembled.

Li Yu said respectfully: "This is the great mastery that His Majesty left to the Netherworld, how dare the slave not cultivate hard." ”

"That's it!" Yechen curled the corners of his mouth and said lightly, "You'll be executed later!"

"Yes!"

"Yunxiao, it's up to you to read the guilt!" Yechen said lightly.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Although he hadn't communicated with Yunxiao before, as the first old man under Yechen's command to follow Yechen, Yunxiao could naturally guess what Yechen was thinking.

After a few words of thought, the clouds fell above the city walls, and the voice rang out: "Your Majesty decrees that this king will read the indictments of these sinners." Wen Jiawen Zaichen, Wen Chuan, Ningwu Wang Yangkai, Feiyu State Shangguan Yu, Weiyuan Kingdom Zhu Yuan, Changning Kingdom Zhuge Tao, and all the people under their command, regardless of the imperial ban, privately established a religion, offered flattery to the gods, colluded with foreign races, and brutalized the people of our race, and now the evidence is conclusive, and the most severe criminal law is imposed in front of the people of the world, in order to warn everyone, the imperial decree must not be violated, and those who flatter the gods and collude with foreign races will end up like this in the future, and encourage the people of the world. ”

A simple crime, but also the worst crime of the Death Empire, any of which is taboo.

Li Yu stepped forward and walked in front of Yang Kai first, and saw Yang Kai looking up at him, this once majestic prince and king was trembling, his eyes were full of pleading expressions, and he was begging Li Yu to give him a good time.

Li Yu dared to be emotional, and hurriedly exerted his strength, and slapped eighteen palms in a row on Yang Kai's body.

Yang Kai's body trembled, and then his face was dead and gray, and he lay on the ground and convulsed continuously.

Then, Li Yu walked in front of Shangguan Yu......

Wen Chuan's face was full of unwillingness, and he roared sharply: "I am the protagonist of this era, you are not worthy of competing with me, Yechen, you must not die well." ”

Li Yu's body swept in like a storm, and his hands seemed to have a phantom, slapping on Wen Chuan's chest, and Wen Chuan's body immediately twitched.

At this moment, Wen Chuan finally realized how terrible the Eighteen Palms of Purgatory of the Famous Death Empire were.

Wen Chuan's eyes widened, trembling violently, staring at Yechen deadly, and then grinning, as if to say, is this the eighteen palms of purgatory, nothing remarkable.

Wen Chuan's trembling voice came from next to Wen Chuan: "Really...... Pain, also ...... No...... Come, if it is ...... Possible...... Suicide!"

After saying these words, Wen Zaichen let out a terrible scream and could no longer speak.

Wen Chuan also felt more and more severe pain coming from his body, as if there was a flame burning in his body, and needles were constantly piercing all his flesh and blood, and the severe pain made his face twist, and he let out a terrible wail like everyone else.

"Yechen, I was wrong, please let me go. Wen Chuan's face twisted, he couldn't believe that he would say such a thing, but the intense pain made him forget what dignity was.

It's just that Wen Chuan sadly saw that Yechen didn't pay attention to him at all, he thought that Yechen would be very happy to see his begging for mercy and would tease him a few words, but now he realized that he had no weight at all in the other party's heart, and even his painful execution did not attract him.

"Ahh

The roar on the walls continued for a long time before slowly dissipating.

The majestic four princes, kings and the children of the Wen family turned into corpses and lay on the city wall.

"Your Majesty!" the clouds flew and bowed to Yechen, "What should I do with those corpses." ”

"The corpses of the princes, kings and dragons, I will refine them into zombies, and they will be rewarded to meritorious soldiers in the future, and each of you will have a chance. Yechen said lightly.

"Yes!" replied Yunxiao.

By Yechen's side, the Netherworld King came out and bowed to Yechen: "Your Majesty, since you have formed a life-and-death feud with the Dragon Clan, should you cut down the grass and eradicate the roots?" ”

Yunxiao hurriedly said: "No, the sea is boundless, the Dragon Island is too far away from us, and it is the territory of the Sea Clan, the strength of the Sea Clan is not worse than the Dragon Clan, and the Dragon Clan has killed so many masters, it is impossible to pose a threat to us in the future." The army of the Sea Clan will not let go of the Dragon Clan. ”

Yechen looked at the east and said softly: "Dragon Clan, there are no more waves, we still have many enemies, they are very strong, we must not be complacent, you have done well all these years, later, I will take turns to appreciate it, and those who have merit, I will give exercises." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" the many princes and kings bowed down excitedly, for these old fellows, the only thing that can make them excited is power and strength.

It is impossible for power to continue to rise, so all that remains is power.

And people like them, if nothing else, it is already difficult to continue to improve their strength, and now that the Monarch of Death has returned, they have seen a higher realm.

(End of chapter)