In the palace that never sleeps, a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a resolute face sat heavily on the throne of Jin Jing. frowned and stared at Ji Ziwei, who suddenly appeared in the center of the palace.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but they were speechless.

A young and beautiful young woman beside this man slowly stood up, and her eyes revealed a sense of fear when she looked at Ji Ziwei.

After the beautiful woman got up, she leaned forward at Ji Ziwei and bowed slightly. In order to show her awe of the strong, the beautiful woman then measured her body, and said with a hint of pleading in her eyes:

"We, the king, have been defeated. ”

Hearing this, the Nightless King, who was sitting on the throne, glanced at the beautiful woman with a look of fear on her face with a frown. His expression sank, and he said in a low voice:

"Even so, as the co-master of the entire Dark Night Civilization and the king of the Nightless Imperial City, I will never give in!

"But our children...!"

Seeing that the Sleepless Jun would rather die than give in, the beautiful woman beside him suddenly turned red in her eyes and shouted pleadingly.

It's just that before the beautiful young woman could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the Lord of the Nights raising her hand.

Then, he looked at Ji Ziwei with solemn eyes, and said in a low tone:

"Although you are in the realm of the Divine Monarch, and you can kill the Bloody Marquis in two moves, it means that you are not a newcomer to the Divine Monarch. ”

"But if you want to destroy the city that never sleeps on your own, it's not that simple!"

When the words fell, the figure of the Immortal Monarch flashed, and the blood-colored battle armor was instantly added, and then around the battle armor, blood lines condensed out.

Then, with a wave of Immortal Monarch's hands, hundreds of dark red blood lines instantly burst towards Ji Ziwei!

Seeing this, many ministers in the palace, whether they were civil ministers or military generals, were all shocked, and then, everyone started their fastest movement speed, and they all fled the hall in an instant.

"The king is going to die with him!"

"Yes, now looking at the might, the King's Divine Blood Technique should have been cultivated to the sixth level. But even so, when this technique is cast, it can't go through a maximum of thirty blood lines at a time, and now, a hundred blood lines have exploded in an instant..."

"Well, the king is really going to hang up this time. But it's okay, when the world is in turmoil, maybe with my strength, I can still be on this throne that never sleeps!"

"Cut, it's just you, a monk in the Mahayana period, who still wants to compete with the gods!"

"If you want to talk about succession, it is also a matter of the prince who never sleeps, and it has a relationship with you!"

Outside the imperial palace, everyone looked relaxed and discussed the matter of the next king and king.

Human nature is so sinful when one person wants to kill his enemies in order to protect another.

As everyone knows, another person is thinking about how to get his property after death.

Compared with other kings, the Sleepless Monarch can be regarded as a Ming monarch with a certain pattern.

In fact, this kind of thing is very common, from all universes to all planets.

The northern cold of Hanjiang Lan, the dark night of the Nightless King, there are countless civilizations they have invaded. Tens of thousands of people have been killed. Burning, killing, and looting are like trivial things to them. So insignificant.

Isn't that cruel? No, that's the privilege of the strong, the sorrow of the weak.

...

In the palace, after the Nightless King cast a hundred blood lines, the blood in his body had been completely lost.

It's just that the moment he fell, his eyes were full of horror and unwillingness.

Because, after the blood line dissipated, Ji Ziwei was still unharmed!

Thinking about it, it was clear that even if he pressed the realm to the realm of heavenly immortals now, the strength of his physical body could not be suppressed.

How could he, who had already been sanctified in the flesh, be broken by an earth immortal monk.

Since Ji Ziwei came to the Nightless Palace, her face has always been calm and silent.

He had no interest in these so-called nightless royalty. These people are weak, and even Ji Ziwei is "reluctant to kill..."

"Don't... Don't kill me, please.. ！”

Seeing that the King of the Nights died in front of him.

The beautiful young woman's cheeks, which were originally ruddy, suddenly turned pale. Then his legs weakened, and he knelt directly on the crystal bottom plate, sobbing and begging:

"Bing... I didn't send the soldiers, and it wasn't my idea to attack the Ice Civilization, please let me go, as long as you can let me go, I'm willing to meet any of your conditions!"

"Is that so?"

Ji Ziwei's expression was indifferent, and after replying without sadness or joy, she pointed too much, and the beautiful young woman's body exploded directly.

Pieces of flesh were scattered all over the place, but the blood was blocked in the space by Ji Ziwei.

"Your blood is pure. ”

Ji Ziwei said calmly, raised her hand and held it, and the dark red ball stood in her palm.

Then, Ji Ziwei raised her finger and hooked, and the fresh blood blocked in the space instantly turned into a blood line, which was sucked into the sac by the round ball standing in Ji Ziwei's palm.

Then, a glimmer of blue light flickered inside the orb.