Villain: One thought becomes a demon, slaughtering all souls in the world!

In Shenxiao Palace, the nine kings are located on both sides of the hall, with solemn expressions and mighty aura, making the entire hall feel dull.

Seeing the arrival of Tianyang Emperor and others, everyone bowed their heads slightly to show their respect.

Soon, the four emperors were all seated, and they all looked at the empty main seat above the main hall, their expressions slightly startled.

At this moment, almost all the high-level members of Taigu Shenshan are here, except for...
Xuanshen Emperor Qingyue looked slightly sideways, swept across the vacant seat belonging to the king of the Void Divine Phoenix clan, and then shook her head lightly, revealing a look of regret.

"Buzz."

Suddenly, following the slight changes in the space, an illusory figure appeared above the main seat.

He was wearing a luxurious purple-gold robe, his face was well-defined, and there was a touch of domineering and unruly between his brows. The terrifying power was fully released, making everyone in the hall feel an indescribable oppression.

"See God Lord!"
In an instant, everyone in Shenxiao Palace stood together and bowed in salute.

"Free gift!"

The God Lord spoke slowly, his voice was low and magnetic, like metal and iron colliding, making people's eardrums sting.

He is the true master of the ancient sacred mountain, and his words and deeds are all with incomparable majesty. With the arrival of the divine master, the entire Shenxiao Palace fell into silence, and even the sound of a needle falling could be heard. Be clear.

"The reason for calling everyone here today is to..."
After a long time, the Divine Master spoke again. His eyes swept across the empty seat of King Yuanxuan, and he said slowly:

"The fate trajectory of my Primordial Divine Mountain has probably changed in the dark."

"Since a few days ago, this seat has been unable to see the long river of time, about our future."
Hearing this, all the high-level people in the hall trembled in their hearts.

They don't know how high the cultivation level of the god master is.

but.
For tens of thousands of years, the Divine Lord has been able to vaguely see the future fate of the Primordial Divine Mountain, and has never made a mistake.

Now, the God Lord can't see the future.

Maybe it was disturbed by some strong person, or maybe
There may be no future for Taigu Shenshan! !
"What I see is only the endless darkness and scarlet blood"

"And just a few days ago, the aura of King Yuanxuan had been cut off from the Primordial Divine Mountain. Moreover, he still fell in a remote Daozhou."

Hearing this, Styx's complexion changed dramatically, his eyes showed horror, and his heart was pounding.

King Yuanxuan has fallen? !

What kind of danger lurks in that Daozhou?
"Your Majesty the Lord!"

Gritting his teeth, Styx took a deep breath and said:

"Look, everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed, and the scene of the prison dragon devouring the Nine Nether Sparrows reappeared, and everyone's pupils shrank instantly.

The bloodline of that dragon is definitely not simple!
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On the other side, the Xuanshenhuang could not help but tremble violently.

The moment she saw the prison dragon, she actually felt a suffocating feeling, which came from the throbbing of the soul, from the instinctive fear!
"you."

Seeing Qingyue's abnormal state, Tianyang Emperor frowned slightly, looked at her, as if he wanted to ask something, but he seemed to be hesitant, so he didn't open his mouth after all.

"A few days ago, my apprentice Gu Beichen was swallowed by this dragon, and Yuan Xuan took the initiative to approach me, saying that as long as I can pay a drop of original blood, he will help me avenge."
"Now, the fall of King Yuanxuan must be related to this matter!"

After Ming He's words fell, everyone frowned slightly, but did not speak.

As for the divine master, the luster in his eyes was flowing and flickering endlessly, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, he nodded slightly, as if he had made a decision:

"Three Yan!"

"exist!"

Hearing this, Emperor San Yan stood up respectfully, and bowed his fists to the Divine Lord.

"You go to that side of Daozhou with Minghe to investigate the fall of King Yuanxuan, and besides..."

"Bring that dragon back to me, this seat will be of great use!"

After the words fell, Emperor San Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, as if surging with a strong fighting spirit.

"Obey, Your Majesty the Lord!"
He hastily bowed, and the three heads all showed a hint of excitement.

It was an excitement that yearned for blood, a desire to kill.

"Well, go ahead, if you can capture that dragon alive, I can give you a drop of my origin!"

"Thank you, Lord God!"
Emperor Sanyan was overjoyed and hastily bowed again to salute.

The divine lord nodded slightly, and then turned into an illusory figure and dissipated away.

Immediately, the Sanyan Emperor also turned his head to Styx next to him and said:

"The God Lord asked you to follow me to that side of Daozhou, you should prepare quickly, we will set off immediately!"
"Yes, Lord Sanyan Emperor!"
Hearing this, Ming He hastily clapped his hands in response.

Immediately, the two of them turned into two rainbow lights, broke through the siege of the ancient sacred mountain, and headed out of the territory.

On the other side, the Blood Prison Demon City.

In just a few days, the Demon Kingdom has conquered the Daozhou in seven directions in an unstoppable manner, sitting on a territory of more than [-] billion miles, and is still rapidly expanding its sphere of influence.

At this moment, in the towering, endlessly majestic imperial palace.

"Your Majesty, the envoy of the Ganwu Empire seeks to see you!"

A demon guard in a black robe walked into the hall and respectfully reported to Chu Han.

"An envoy from the Witch Empire?"
Hearing this, Chu Han also frowned slightly.

"Send him in."
"As ordered!"
The demon guard bowed and exited, and a moment later led a man with a handsome face and a calm demeanor into the hall.

"The envoy of the Ganwu Empire, Feng Luo, see His Majesty the Devil Emperor of the Blood Prison!"

The moment he saw Chu Han, Feng Luo immediately bowed down and kowtowed respectfully.

"You do know the proper etiquette."

Seeing this, Chu Han smiled indifferently, then waved his hand.

"Get up!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Demon Emperor!"
Feng Luo was startled for a moment, then stood up respectfully.

"How is this emperor's magical capital?"

Chu Han picked up the wine glass on the table and sipped lightly, then said.

"Different from what I thought before, the Devil's Capital is an extremely prosperous, peaceful and stable city."
"Even if it is compared to the capital of the Qianwu Empire, it is not an exaggeration!"

Feng Luo's face was full of admiration, and he spoke highly of Modu.

In the eyes of the world, the Blood Prison Demon Country is the real death zone of Shura, not to mention the Demon City where the Demon Emperor is located, but looking at it now, it is completely different!

The Demon Kingdom is extremely cruel externally, but internally it is extremely gentle. It is not as daunting as the legendary Shura City, but has a very comfortable feeling.

There are almost no fights, no intrigues, no intrigues here. Everything seems so harmonious and peaceful.

All the citizens of the Demon Kingdom are loyal to only one person, and that is His Majesty the Demon Emperor who is as tall as a god.