Kiss the red lips! Flirting is addictive! The abstinent evil king loves her strongly

A huge pot crashed down.

Baili Shangyu and the others had grim expressions.

The Mohist patriarch, Yuanxuan, then continued his sarcasm:

"Goddess of Desolation, is this the future goddess chosen by the Immortal Emperor Clan?"

“Su Jiu had already obtained the Seed of Heavenly Dao in the lower realm, but he did not hand it over.”

"Knowing full well that the Heavenly Alliance and the New Gods are searching for the heirs of the eight ancient races and the eight divine artifacts, you are still protecting her!"

Qi Jia's Xihua Divine Mother questioned:

"He even led her into the war against Shen Tu, slaughtering the four new god races and wreaking havoc on the Nine Heavens Ruins."

"Now, she has taken down all the top ten spots on the list, stirring up a bloody storm!"

"What does the Immortal Emperor Clan want to do?"

Have you forgotten the covenant made a thousand years ago?

Nangong Ming's face was cold and indifferent, and his aura of keeping strangers at bay revealed his supreme dominance.

"First, you ten new god races have been fighting each other for a thousand years, but you still can't defeat each other."

"But in one night, it was dismantled by my little Su Su."

"All I can say is that you guys are utterly useless."

"Secondly, the fact that my little Su Su can kill all the top ten on the list further proves that you gods are the worst of the worst."

"After all, my precious Susu hasn't given it her all yet."

His nonchalant words caught everyone off guard, and their faces turned ashen.

The phrase "not giving it your all" felt like a slap in the face, a stinging blow.

To know.

Su Jiu possesses many divine abilities at the level of an emperor.

She didn't use any of those supernatural abilities during the process of conquering the rankings.

If used, it would be an instant kill.

In other words, this time, Su Jiu used the ranking as a test and challenge for himself.

Realizing this, many top experts looked at Su Jiu as if he were a monster.

It’s incredible!

The Corpse Demon Dragon Emperor angrily rebuked:

"Aragami, you're changing the subject!"

A cruel, iron-blooded smile curled at the corners of Nangong Ming's crimson lips, his eyes as cold as an eternal glacier:

"Then let the Crimson Heavenly Venerable Emperor explain why there is an ominous aura of darkness in the soul of the Cave Beast Lord?"

The atmosphere around them suddenly became turbulent.

Nangong Ming waved his hand.

The footage of the previous battle was replayed.

The large seal that burst forth from the soul of the Cave Beast Lord reappeared in everyone's sight.

A group of people trembled violently, and a chill ran down their spines.

The pupils of the Crimson Heavenly Venerable Emperor shrank sharply, his face filled with undisguised shock:

"No way!"

Nangong Ming sneered, his palm churning with terrifying divine power.

Slow down and magnify the large black seal frame by frame.

People can see it clearly.

Each intricate pattern gathered within the great seal resembles a bottomless abyss, drawing the souls of all races to their demise.

It was a dark and bloody symbol of disaster, fear, and extinction.

Some people couldn't bear the terrifying atmosphere of despair, and their minds were thrown into chaos, causing them to break down and run away.

The Crimson Heavenly Venerable Emperor clenched his fists, his face turning ashen.

That large black seal is an ominous and ominous sign!

Even though it was only a very weak force, within a fraction of an inch.

He can still recognize it; it can't be faked!

Nangong Ming's face was full of sarcasm:

"Guess how long this ominous aura has been present?"

People's faces were more solemn and pale than ever before.

“More than eight hundred years.” Nangong Ming’s eyes were piercingly cold.

Wow——!

The roar was like an underwater volcano erupting, a tremendous upheaval.

"Eight hundred years!"

"Does that mean that the ominous black calamity returned to the realm of the gods eight hundred years ago?"

"Back then, the four new god clans were in charge of the Nine Heavens Ruins."

The Feathered Empress of the Four Symbols Sacred Palace had sharp eyes and a face full of displeasure:

"absurd!"

"The Cave Beast Lord's cultivation time is at most three hundred years, so where does this claim of eight hundred years come from?!"

Nangong Ming countered:

"Yes, he has only lived for three hundred years, so why would he have an ominous black calamity that has been lurking for eight hundred years? Who planted it in him?"

Was the ominous black calamity within the soul of the Cave Beast Master planted by someone?!

The powerful figures around them felt their scalps tingle and their hands and feet turn ice-cold, and dared not think too deeply about it.

An elder standing behind the Crimson Heavenly Venerable Emperor stepped forward and loudly refuted:

"That's ridiculous!"

"What if the ominous black calamity has truly existed in the realm of the gods for eight hundred years?"

"Then why didn't anyone notice?"

"Why haven't we discovered the ancestors of the ten new god races, or the six ancient god races?"

"Furthermore! Since this ominous dark calamity has been lurking in the realm of the gods for so long, why hasn't it erupted yet? Why did it wait until now?"

Su Jiu stared at him coldly:

"Then we'll have to ask the Heavenly Gift Alliance."

"Why is it that no ominous signs or evil influences were found on others, but the problem only arose among your people?"

The elder choked, his face turning pale and then red, his chest heaving violently.

Nangong Ming's gaze cut like a knife, inch by inch, across the faces of these important figures:

"I can't help but ask, was the so-called Black Calamity extermination a thousand years ago just a lie you fabricated?"

"Or is someone trying to prolong their own life and take the opportunity to plot another great upheaval that could wipe out the realm of the gods?"

"The Heavenly Alliance, as the judges of order, betrayed the gods. How can they face the warriors of all races who died a thousand years ago to suppress the ominous black calamity?"

"Is this worthy of the ancient gods' sacrifice in turning the tide?!"

The resounding question shocked and terrified the powerful figures present.

The Great Emperor Chixiao was furious:

"Impossible!"

"The ancient gods are sinners in the realm of the gods!"

"If it weren't for the ancient gods and the eight ancient races, would the realm of gods have suffered that apocalyptic catastrophe?!"

Nangong Ming stared at him coldly, exuding a terrifyingly cruel aura.

He manipulated his divine power, gradually peeling away the layers of the image to reveal what was hidden within the soul of the Cave Beast Master.

That aura was even fainter and more deeply hidden than any ominous black calamity.

However, Nangong Ming forcefully exposed him.

Bang-!

An ancient golden crow totem suddenly burst forth.

Phew! !

The ancient Golden Crow Emperor exuded a boundless and terrifying aura.

In just a moment, it caused countless cultivators to suffer splitting headaches and their minds to be thrown into chaos.

"King of the Golden Crows! Bury the Ancestor Crow!!!"

The patriarch of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect exclaimed in surprise.

"That's the aura of the Burial Emperor Wuzu!!!"

boom--!

Thunder roared all around, making everyone dizzy and unsteady on their feet.

"Bury Emperor Wuzu!"

"The one who planted the ominous black calamity in the soul of the Cave Beast Master was actually the Burial Emperor Wu Zu!!"

"That was a great contributor to eradicating the ominous black scourge a thousand years ago."

"He is also a first-class general who assisted Heavenly Dao and the Azure Emperor in establishing a new order!"

"How could it be him?"

"How could it be him? The Burial Emperor Wuzu is the god who hates the ominous black calamity the most. Everyone knows that he is irreconcilably opposed to the ominous black calamity!"

Unforgivable enemies?

Su Jiu was almost laughing in exasperation at the group of people.

Indeed, history is written by the victors.

Some people angrily retorted:

"Those corrupted by the ominous black calamity don't live long, but the Cave Beast Lord has lived for a long time and is getting stronger and stronger. How do you explain that?"

Some people echoed:

“If the person who planted it was Zanghuang Wuzu, then everything makes sense.”

Many people speculate:

"The Burial Emperor Wuzu has lived for over a thousand years, and it is possible that he risked his life to try to refine the ominous Black Calamity in order to obtain greater power."

Even if he is corrupted, he still has the strength to suppress it.

"Otherwise, how do you explain that terrifying Golden Crow Imperial Aura?"

The expressions of the Crimson Heavenly Venerable Emperor and others grew increasingly grim.

Nangong Ming glanced down at them, his voice chillingly cold:

"According to the forbidden records of the Immortal Emperor Clan, the Burial Emperor Wuzu was originally a divine general under the Ancient God Lord and the Great Emperor of the Universe!"