The palace began to crumble with a roar of rage, and countless pieces of tiles and pieces of wood shot into the air.

The body has swelled to the point that it is already more than seven zhang long, and Zhou Yuanyang is like a demon god, and the power between his gestures can kill people.

Under the roar of the old monk, the whole person sitting cross-legged shifted more than a foot.

The eldest prince put his hand on the old monk's shoulder in time, but a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the two were pushed back together.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the second prince stepped behind the eldest prince, and suddenly pressed his hands against the body of the eldest prince and the old monk.

The old monk was already sallow, and he seemed to have run out of oil.

But at this time, Zhou Yuanming didn't look at the old monk more, he could sense that the Xuanjing powerhouses in the entire imperial capital were aware of their existence, and their killing intent seemed to have been gathered and boiled in the starry sky.

In this world, anyone who felt the killing intent of all the Xuan Realm powerhouses in the imperial capital of the Zhou Dynasty would be extremely frightened.

But Zhou Yuanming is no longer a human after all, but a half-human and half-demon state, he is not afraid of these Xuanjing powerhouses, not only because he is strong enough, but also because many people are afraid that they will not be able to come to the imperial capital, and the entire imperial capital will be completely detonated in the near future!

And all he needs to care about at this time is to solve a few small fish and shrimp.

These small fish and shrimp have old monks, but many more come from outside the temple.

The eldest prince's face was as pale as paper at this time, and he didn't pay attention to the old monk of Cicada Ming Temple, but just looked at Zhou Yuanming, who was like a demon god, and scolded angrily: "Zhou Yuanming." Do you know what you're doing?"

Zhou Yuanming turned his head sideways and glanced at the eldest prince. Then his eyes froze, and a bloody color emerged.

Suddenly. A majestic spiritual force struck like a hurricane, and the old monk barely stood and spit out one word: "Zha!"

"Shut up!" Zhou Yuanming retorted.

The old monk's face turned gray in an instant, and he couldn't say half a word anymore, but he still stood in front of the eldest prince, his eyes were no longer bright, and he began to become sluggish after a flick of his fingers, as if his mind had collapsed.

However, the eldest prince was not afraid, he stared at Zhou Yuanming. He drew his long sword, cut his finger with a sword, and a drop of blood fell on the old monk's bald head.

Nourished by fertilized blood, the old monk finally regained his senses.

The eldest prince asked: "You and I are both sons of heaven and man, and what flows in our bodies is the blood that the demon clan fears the most, and you actually fused your bloodline with the demon clan, so inferior, so shameless, everyone deserves to be punished." ”

The words of the eldest prince are righteous. It stirred the blood of his brothers and sisters around him to boil.

But Zhou Yuanming only said four words: "High-sounding!"

Zhou Yuanming had long been fed up with the fake righteousness in this deep palace.

He's going to smash it all, and he's going to do it now.

Kill now!

............

No one in the imperial city could stop Zhou Yuanming's massacre, at least not yet.

After the roof of the palace was completely shattered and fell, the blood of the royal family was spilled between the ruins.

A prince was torn to shreds. The ambition of his life was completely reduced to ashes at this moment, and his broken flesh was scattered all over the ground.

There was moonlight shining on Zhou Yuanming's steel-like cheeks, and the cold color highlighted his cruelty and ruthlessness.

But he thinks he's affectionate. At least he didn't slap everyone into a pulp, but made them die differently. Flashy, bloody. Be cruel so that you can live up to their bullshit status.

The old monk was powerless to resist, and he knew he had to make a choice.

His choice was the eldest prince, so he risked his life.

The golden body of the cicada temple was sacrificed, the Buddha's light lit up the starry sky, and the old monk grabbed the hands of the eldest prince, as if to throw him into the golden light.

The eldest prince's body flew up, but his eyes were already red.

The Zhou family has never lacked the courage to fight hard in a desperate situation, but they also do not lack objective and calm thinking.

He understands that once he dies, he will not only live up to the high hopes of the Queen of Heaven, but also the support of the Cicada Temple.

The most important thing is that as soon as he dies, there will be no more children of the Zhou family in the imperial city who can provoke the beam, if the queen of heaven cannot return, the Zhou dynasty will inevitably fall into chaos, and may even be shattered.

It's just that even if he wants to leave, Zhou Yuanming doesn't agree.

The moment the Buddha light appeared, Zhou Yuanming stepped out with one foot, and a huge footprint hit the Buddha light in mid-air.

Heaven and earth suddenly began to shake violently, and the old monk already felt that life was passing rapidly, but in the next moment, there was light rising in the east, from Cicada Temple, from many old monks!

............

Lin Fan and the others who were running stopped, and then saw the picture that they would probably not forget in their lives.

The golden light in the sky covered the starry sky, and the light rain had long since disappeared, and the golden light reflected in the ruins of the imperial city, which felt extremely strange and spectacular.

And under this golden light, it is the demon god Zhou Yuanming.

Zhou Yuanming stood up to the sky, and the fabric on his body had already been shattered, leaving behind dark scales that could reflect beams of light, like a set of armor like a god descending from the earth.

But the hairs that kept growing on his face revealed that he was not a god, but a powerful demon clan.

The red eyes also proved that he seemed to have lost all reason.

The golden light scattered on his armor, burning wisps of smoke, but he seemed to be completely unfinished, and only his brothers and sisters were left in his eyes, trying to kill them all.

At this time, another Sanskrit sound drilled into the ears, getting louder and louder, and more and more shocking.

Everyone realized that they could not move at this time, as if the soles of their feet had been pierced by nails and dug deep into the soil, and the thought would lead to severe pain all over their bodies.

The same is true for Zhou Yuanming, who suddenly found himself struggling.

So he roared again, and the unicorn hidden in the hair of his body responded, and the two voices turned into a sharp spear in mid-air, and what he wanted to do was to shatter the sky!

The light of the Buddha and the sound of Sanskrit could not stop the spear from piercing into the sky, and when the golden light poured down like rain, the sense of imprisonment disappeared completely.

Zhou Yuanming's body swelled a few points again, and the tens of thousands of cultivators in the entire imperial capital who were frozen by the cold wind once again provided him with strength, and a bridge that only the powerhouses of the Xuan Realm could see, like a rainbow, was erected on his body.

Zhou Liuhuo, Lin Fan, Ye Ningshuang, and Wu Dazhui stood still, looking at the scenes, they suddenly felt powerless.

And in just a short moment, Zhou Yuanming seemed to have stood up to the sky and become a real ancient demon god.

If there is no one to stop you, you just need to wave softly.

But at this time, someone came and inexplicably appeared at the feet of the demon god Zhou Yuanming.

This person is of ordinary height and rough appearance, and he is still like an ant at Zhou Yuanming's feet.

But he raised his head with all his might, and said, "Child, how old are you?" (to be continued......)