Above the heavenly court.

With the fall of the Heavenly Court, the distance between the demon race, the witch race and the human race has quietly widened.

The throne is in front of you, it is the symbol of the heavenly court, and when you sit on it, you seem to have the supreme glory.

It's just that there is only one throne, but there are three tribes in the sky.

Houtu also came to Heaven, no matter what the primitive, Houtu was not appropriate to attack the primordial after all.

Seeing Houtu's arrival, Shang Yang signaled Lu Pressure to enter the Lingxiao Hall quickly, but Lu Pressure shook his head, and then Lu Pressure said to Houtu: "Once the Wu Clan dominated the earth, and the Demon Clan dominated the sky, at that time, you and I were the biggest mortal enemies, but we finally came here together. ”

"Yes, you and I are the only ones in the Hundred Clans of the Flood Desolation who have retained the race, but," Houtu said: "My Wu clan is different from you after all, my Wu clan chose to let go, but this Heavenly Court Emperor is an attachment that your demon clan can never let go." ”

Lu Jian showed an open-minded smile, in fact, at this time, he didn't have much that he couldn't let go.

From the day he chose to re-establish the Demon Clan, he had expected that the path would be full of thorns.

He was forced to cut the sky, and the failure of this time was reasonable, but the success was unexpected, but his demon clan still came to heaven after all.

In fact, it's not that his demon clan is obsessed, but that although the demon clan is called a clan, there are too many differences hidden under this clan, and only by establishing a heavenly court can the demon clan slowly blend together.

Therefore, he had to come to Lu Press, just like the demon clan had to go to Buzhou Mountain.

Lu Pressure held up the Chaos Bell, and Lu Pressure slapped his palm on top of the chaos, this innate treasure is now connected with Lu Pressure.

One bell can suppress chaos, and one demon can command a clan.

The wind is blowing, the brocade clothes are fluttering, and Lu Jian alone has taken away countless graces, and in the eyes of all beings, the Emperor of Heaven seems to be like this.

But Houtu's shot was ruthless, Houtu waved his hand, his fist intent blocked the heaven and earth, and the fist cleansed the laws of heaven and earth.

Houtu punched the Chaos Bell and shook the innate treasure with his body, and Houtu even had the upper hand.

After all, there is still a chasm between saints and quasi-saints.

It's just that it's too late to be sanctified in the aftermath, and if it is sanctified during the Lich War, the outcome of the Lich War may be rewritten, but the story of the two Lich clans should also be closed today.

It's just that Houtu and Lu Jian don't intend to start a battle for the entire race, so they end up with their battle.

So the bell rang through the heavens and the earth, the fist wind amazed the eternals, and the land pressure and the Houtu fought together.

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Duobao ordered at this time that the army of the sect will no longer surround those demon gods, and when the retreat of the Dao Ancestor appears, the sect and the demon gods will no longer be enemies.

Duobao Fuxi and the others all came to the front of the Lingxiao Palace.

"Please sit down?" Fu Xi looked at the emperor and said to Duobao.

Although there are still countless demon clans, there are not too many obstacles to the path to the throne in front of the human race, the witch clan, and the sect.

"Don't worry," Duobao shook his head, "Although he is destined to fall, he should also die on the throne." ”

"Dang!"

The Chaos Bell rang again, but this time it seemed to sound with a hint of sadness.

I saw that Houtu was dressed in yellow, standing in front of Lingxiao Hall with an indifferent face, but the clothes on Lu Quan's body were stained red with blood, and there was a big hole in Lu Quan's chest.

His life had come to an end.

"Ahem, ahem!" Coughing and aging should not have appeared on the body of the quasi-saint, but at this time, Lu Jian lacked the strength to stand up.

"Your Majesty!" countless demon clans howled, and Shang Yang Bai Ze wanted to step forward to help Lu Press.

Lu Pressure waved his hand hard and refused, and after resting for a while, Lu Pressure finally stood up and walked to the throne.

Lu Jian smiled, and then used his last strength to say: "Come down, in the future, there will be no more demon clans!"

He was the last attempt of the demon clan, and after him, the golden crow bloodline was cut off, and the demon clan was no longer able to form a clan.

It's time to admit the defeat of the demon clan, and it's time for the demon clan to go into the dust of history.

After all, the demon clan lacks a saint who is completely his own! Even if there are hundreds of millions of demon clans, the demon clan's attempt still fails.

Lu Jian looked at Duobao, his eyes with a hint of begging.

Duobao nodded, he didn't dare to promise too much, but at least he wouldn't kill the demon clan.

Lu Pressure then looked down at the Earth Immortal Realm, no one knew if the scenery Lu Pressure saw on the throne was different from usual, but then Lu Pressure's hand hung down weakly.

The Demon Emperor Land Pressure has fallen!

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"I have heard that the country is about to die, there will be loyal ministers with him, that is, when the emperor hangs himself, there are eunuchs to follow, today Your Majesty has fallen, my demon clan can not be without demons, I am willing to go with Your Majesty. Bai Ze said.

"Let's go with me, you Bai Ze can be regarded as a good luck and evil spirit, and you can live a better life with you in the demon clan. "Shang Yang Road.

Bai Ze shook his head: "How can there be a demon clan, and I can be considered a good luck but I can't see the future of the demon clan, I once collected the corpse of the former emperor, and now I collect the corpse of His Majesty, how can I bear it! ”

On this day, Bai Ze committed suicide, and there were no less than 10 million people in the demon clan who were willing to go with Lu Press.

One demon dies, and ten thousand demons are sad.

This is the last sad song and glory of the demon clan!

In the future, there will be no more demons!

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Seeing this, the sect also sighed a tragic sentence, and the sectarians let Shang Yang collect the corpses of the demon clan.

There was no smile on Houtu's face, and Houtu beckoned the Chaos Bell to appear in Houtu's hand.

When Lu Pressure re-established the Heavenly Court and used the Chaos Bell to suppress the luck of the demon clan, the Chaos Bell could no longer be hidden at will.

Lu Jian also has no intention of leaving any more fire for the demon clan, maybe after the golden crow bloodline is cut off, the demon clan can also integrate into the human race like the Wu clan.

The Chaos Bell is still struggling in Houtu's hands, but it can't escape Houtu's capture.

"This thing is of great use to me, but the throne is useless in my opinion, but this throne can't be left empty all the time, so I ask the lord to sit down. "Houtu said to Duobao.

The blood on the throne is not dry, but the new emperor has to move on.

Duobao glanced at the throne, and then slowly walked to the throne of God.

"Meet the Emperor!"

The sect shouted, and hundreds of millions of soldiers knelt down. At the same time, Houtu also nodded, the Wu clan was willing to be under the rule of the Heavenly Emperor, and the remaining demon clans also knelt down in front of the Lingxiao Palace.

The three human emperors also paid tribute to Duobao, and as soon as they ascended to the emperor, they were recognized by all living beings, which was something that Haotian had worked hard for a lifetime.

"I Duobao, now I am the Emperor of Heaven!" said Duobao.

Its voice spread all over the world, the immortals bowed their heads, and the Buddhas bowed their heads.

Buddha and Tao, immortals and gods all surrender to Duobao.

On this heavenly court, Duobao was crowned emperor.

Then Duobao waved his hand, and countless heavenly soldiers descended to earth, not only to dominate the heavens, but also to integrate the earth.

On that land, all the hidden dragons have been executed, there is no one Buddha in the West, and Bo Xun is still integrating Lingshan.

There is no one in the east and west who can stop Duobao from dominating the east and west.

Duobao has no intention of becoming the Emperor of Heaven, but perhaps he is destined to become the most glorious emperor of all time.