The river outside the Nam Kui Palace is full of dark red sewage.

Like blood!

This couldn't help but remind Ye Ling of the tomb of the Mountain Ghost King back then.

What worries Ye Ling even more is that on the banks of this small river, many red, indescribable strange creatures are wandering wildly.

"Bloody ......"

The land of resentment is full of bloodies.

To put it simply, this is one of the resentful souls that Ye Ling saw.

This kind of blood ghost will devour all living things around it, except for their own kind.

Today, there are quite a few scarlet bones on the riverbank.

The fact that the mountain terror was dead last night, and these blood ghosts were still hovering in front of the palace, showed that someone else must have killed them.

At the same time, the gates are closed inside the Golden Palace.

A strong man with blood-colored war paints on his body, holding a tooth-white scepter tightly in his right hand, sat on the throne that originally belonged to Emperor Nankui, overlooking the seat.

In his left hand, he held a rotting head.

The owner of the head is Emperor Nankui.

Under the throne, nearly 100 people lined up neatly in a kneeling posture.

Among them, there are some people, with a vicious glint in their eyes, like the mad leader on the throne, preparing how to avenge their gods.

There are also those who have fear in their eyes, and they do not voluntarily submit to obedience, but have to give in under the obscenity of the mad leader.

Although his legs were numb and he had lost vision, his upper body trembled with fear.

These people are not innocent, because they are wavering before this madman with a scepter in his hand ascends to the throne.

At that time, these were the people who opened the palace gate for the mountain horror believers, let them break in, and kill the emperor.

Later, when they found that the power of the mountain terror was too evil, they became afraid of it, and they first had to repent and escape from the rule of the mountain terror.

The head of the old king was on the throne, looking at them with withered eyes.

None of these people dared to raise his head and look the old king in the eye.

In troubled times, the most taboo, the most hateful, and the fastest to die are the wavering people.

Good and evil aside, if you want to survive in this world, you must find your own ground.

Ye Ling wants to be a savior, and from the first day, he is determined to do it to the end, even if he fails.

And this madman on the golden throne is determined to be a demon king of the last days!

Now that the mountain terror is dead, he and his followers know that they are gone.

The powerful being who killed the mountain terror would sooner or later rush into this palace.

All of us are gathered here today to discuss how to deal with this man's coming.

In the heart of the mad leader, there are two countermeasures.

One is to use the power of the scepter to activate the blood energy in everyone's body, turning them into dangerous monsters that are about to explode, and let them die with the person who killed the mountain terror.

Or, simply absorb everyone's energy and strengthen yourself, maybe you can fight.

I don't know what the current state of the person who killed the mountain horror is.

Such a powerful demon god, even if he is killed, must consume a lot of energy from the other party, right?

Perhaps, he also paid a terrible price?

The mad leader's heart is becoming more and more confident, he can't bear this glorious palace, and hopes that he will live forever and sit here!

"Okay, so be it. ”

The mad leader's face showed a fierce look.

The people of the underground do not know that they have been sentenced to death by the madman on the throne.

A tooth-white scepter, held high above his head......

"Everyone, shout with me!" he commanded in the manner of a king, "swear to avenge the mountain horror!"

"Swear to avenge the horror of the mountain!"

The people underneath, whether they were really obedient to the mad leader or not, shouted hysterically.

They raise their arms and make what they think is the most devout posture of worship, constantly chanting, prostrating, chanting, prostrating......

The shadow of death, hidden beneath this crazy picture, gradually loomed over it.

The long staff, held aloft, gradually turned blood-red.

The mad leader laughed, looking at the humble obedient in front of him, and in his mind, he dreamed of becoming a demon god.

"This is the end of the dream, madman. ”

Suddenly, the expressions of the people who were bowing down to the throne suddenly became frightened.

They saw a head tumble from the throne.

Its eyes were wide open, and it seemed to be muttering to itself, unwilling to accept its sudden death.

The mad leader died, very suddenly, with a stiff body, still holding up the posture of holding the power high.

The people under the throne are starting to get interesting.

Some of them, madly rushing towards the throne.

Others turned and ran out of the palace.

A small number of people, some of whom still maintained a kneeling posture, did not know when, and they were already scared to death on the spot.

Others wept loudly or laughed maniacally.

The only thing in common is probably that these people are crazy and have broken down emotionally.

Ye Ling, who emerged from the shadows, didn't pay attention to these people at all, and took off the scepter from the hands of the dead corpse.

He raised his scepter and his arm exerted force, intending to destroy it.

But then I thought about it, since the remnant soul of the mountain horror has now been incorporated into the Shaking Light Star by itself, is there any value left behind by the weapons made from its teeth?

With this in mind, he fastened the scepter to his belt again, and with a light leap of his body, he left the beams of the golden palace.

The madmen in the palace, Ye Ling didn't want to pay attention to them at all, and left them to fend for themselves.

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

One go, one time, it's just time for two sticks of incense.

When Ye Ling returned to Hongyuan Town, some people even thought that Ye Ling had forgotten something and came back halfway.

When they saw the tooth-white staff in Ye Ling's hand, they all showed frightened eyes.

Captain Xing Tianxia was very courageous, but he also asked suspiciously: "Brother Ye, are you ...... Why don't you destroy this evil thing?"

"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. ”

What Ye Ling has to do, in these eight words, it is enough to summarize.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the lives of these Hongyuan compatriots are in your hands, please ensure your own safety, and wait for me to leave Nankuizhou for a day, and the residual power of the mountain will be completely eliminated, and then set off for the ferry and return to the Hongyuan Empire by boat. ”

"Sect Master Ye, aren't you going back with us?" asked Youshizun.

"No, the demon god is much more powerful than I imagined, I have to go to the country of Balu immediately, if I follow you, back and forth, it will be half a month, it is estimated that the people of the country of Balu will not be able to hold on for so long. ”

After Ye Ling finished speaking, he asked the chefs for a lot of venison, returned to the door of the tavern, and fed it to the golden-winged Dapeng.

"Fly directly to the country of Balu, can you do it?" Ye Ling asked as he stroked Dapeng's neck.

Dapeng spread his wings, screamed, swallowed the venison in a few bites, and motioned for Ye Ling to ride up.