Refining divine pills, controlling divine beasts, and the useless lady is so cool

After Luo Ning finished speaking, she suddenly found something on the shelf beside her. When she saw it, she frowned: "Why is this thing still here?"

Looking in the direction of her finger, I saw a very small bow and arrow, very delicate and beautiful.

However, everyone knows that this thing originated from the gift of Wuyang God.

At that time, their relationship was still very good, and he was not deceived by the demons and did not do anything to harm the divine world.

The bow and arrow that everyone was holding shook suddenly, and then suddenly a black mist appeared, and a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came over.

"Hahahaha, you discovered me. I was wondering when you would discover me?"

The black mist transformed into the appearance of a person. Mu Qingli took a look at the person. He was a little different from what he remembered. The evil aura between his brows seemed even stronger.

"I waited for a long time until she left the Heavenly Palace, and used special methods to avoid her detection. I thought I would have to lie in wait for a long time before I had a chance to deal with you, but I didn't expect her to leave again, and you guys just delivered it up here!"

"Han Wuyang, you actually dare to appear before us! Aren't you afraid that I will chop you to death with one blow?!"

When Luo Yu had a good relationship with him in the past, he would jokingly call him the Lord of Gods, but Han Wuyang was not worthy of the title of Lord of Gods!

Han Wuyang turned to look at Luo Yu after hearing his words and said, "Luo Yu, you are too naive. Considering our past friendship, I will not kill you if you are willing to surrender."

Han Wuyang felt that the people in front of him were like fish and could be killed at any time, so he was not in a hurry to capture them.

Bei Ming Ye quietly activated the mark he left in Han Wuyang's soul and found nothing unusual, so he let Mu Qingli have fun with him without worry.

Mu Qingli felt the evil energy emanating from Han Wuyang from the inside out, and her heart and eyes were filled with disgust.

Han Wuyang seemed to care deeply about Mu Qingli's opinion and specifically mentioned it: "Li'er, you know I have always loved you the most and I can't bear to kill you. If you are willing, I can make you the Demon Queen."

Having said this, he paused for a moment, a smug look on his face: "I am now the new Demon King of the Demon Realm, and I have also changed my name to De Beck, so please don't mention that name that humiliated me anymore!

Now the entire Demon Realm is under my control. Under my leadership, the Demon Realm is no longer what it used to be. It already has the power to fight against the God Realm!"

After he said that, his eyes swept over Mu Qingli and the others, as if he wanted to see the envy in their eyes.

But no, there was nothing but disgust on their faces, not even a hint of hatred, which made him feel that things were somewhat out of his control.

"Why aren't you talking? Are you envious? It feels so good to be a king..."

"Enough! How good does it feel to be a king? Didn't you have a good life in the God Realm before? You are the master's disciple, and you can hold your head high in front of everyone. How is this different from being a king like me?"

Shangguan Xiyue was extremely angry. She really couldn't understand why Han Wuyang betrayed her.

Han Wuyang smiled instead of getting angry: "Do you think I'm living a good life? I do look very glorious in front of outsiders, but this has its limitations! In front of the master, I have to be the obedient disciple again, but this is not what I want. What I want is to dominate, absolutely dominate!"

Han Wuyang's temper calmed down after he finished speaking: "You don't know how cool it is to be a demon king. I see those beautiful women flocking to me one by one. This is the life I should have."

Mu Qingli's eyes suddenly flashed, and he thought of the forty-seventh prince who was still in the Demon-Devouring Tower, so he reached out and released him.

The Forty-seventh Prince's eyes were already a little dull, but when he was suddenly released, his eyeballs rolled around, but when his gaze fell on Han Wuyang, he shouted excitedly.

"Father, Father! Are you here to save me? Father!"

Han Wuyang was stunned by the sudden shout. His eyes fell on the 47th prince, wondering how he appeared.

"Hill, why are you here?"

The Forty-Seventh Prince was a younger generation that Han Wuyang valued the most. He remembered that he had sent him to a territory on the human side, with the intention of promoting him to Crown Prince if he could achieve something...

Thinking of the human race, Han Wuyang suddenly remembered that Mu Qingli and others came from the human race. Then, looking at the cowardly look of the Forty-seventh Prince, what was there for him not to understand?

"Why did you arrest him? Did you already know he was my son? Do you want to use him to threaten me?"

Han Wuyang's tone was full of questions, even a hint of uncertainty.

The Forty-Seventh Prince didn't expect his father to not come to save him. He burst into tears and snot: "Father, you must take care of me. She doesn't give me food and keeps me in a very dark place. I can't even release my magic power."

For the first time, Han Wuyang felt that this son was a bit shameful. However, compared with his other sons, this son still had some redeeming qualities. He couldn't help but discuss the conditions with Mu Qingli.

"Li'er, did you catch him? It seems we really are destined to be together. I was thinking of making you the Demon Queen, but I didn't expect you and your son to meet first.

As for Yueyue and Ningning, although you are not as pretty as Li'er, I can still let you be the vice queen..."

Han Wuyang's words offended everyone present. Before Mu Qingli could make a move, Bei Mingye and the others punched him in the face.

Han Wuyang was hit by this sudden attack and had no time to dodge, and his face changed instantly.

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!"

He waved his sleeves and was about to launch an attack when he was controlled by Bei Ming Ye.

"No, that's impossible!"

Han Wuyang looked like a deflated ball, his eyes dull.

"Nothing is impossible. I've planted a mark in your soul. No matter where you go, I can find you. I didn't want to take action against you so soon, but you came to me on your own."

Bei Mingye's voice was very cold. Whenever he saw Han Wuyang, he would think of the devastating feeling he had during the great war ten thousand years ago. He didn't want to experience it again.

"No! I've been lurking for so long, and I'm stronger than you all. You can't compare to me! Why? On what basis?"

Han Wuyang awakened earlier than them and felt that he was invincible in front of them, but reality slapped him hard in the face.

The Forty-seventh Prince originally wanted to wait for someone to rescue him, but after seeing this scene, he became desperate. He silently shrank into the corner, reducing his presence.

Han Wuyang struggled desperately: "Kill me if you dare! Otherwise, I will definitely overthrow the entire God Realm!"