Blood flowed into a river, and corpses were accumulated like mountains. None of the 50,000 witch tribes were killed, and only thousands of corpses could be left behind. The others were either burned to ashes, or were transformed into blood and absorbed by Shura using secret techniques.

Standing on the pile of corpses, he felt that the surrounding formation was loosening and it was about to lose its effect immediately. Zhaoming was not panicked, but instead felt a silence. Even if Zhu Hong was not killed, the 50,000 witch clan corpses made him feel like he had avenged a small revenge.

Feeling the corpse under his feet and listening to the sound of blood flowing slowly between the piles of corpses, Zhaoming took a breath, looked at Shura and said softly: "Shura!"

"Brother!" Shura also looked over with an excited look on his face.

Zhaoming looked calm, pointed to the gate and said, "Go to stand there, absorb the blood and energy in your body and return to normal. No matter what happens, don't talk, and don't act rashly."

"Brother, what do you want to do?" Shura immediately felt something bad in his heart.

Zhaoming shook his head: "There is not much time, don't argue with me. The 50,000 witch tribe is just interest. Our real big revenge has not been avenged. The witch tribe is still rampant, and Zhu Hong is still alive. One of us must live to survive and avenge Acao."

"Zhaoming, I..."

Shura was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhao Ming's hand: "This is not a bullshit self-sacrifice, but a must. The one who is alive must be a powerful one. Only with strong strength can he kill Zhu Hong and kill the witch clan and avenge everything."

"I have put all my strength into my life and die again and again. I have exhausted my potential and reached my current cultivation level, but I am still not as good as you. You are better than me, so you must live."

"Brother, you..." As soon as Shura spoke, he felt the Heavenly Prison shake. When the goodbye ban begin to collapse, it was obvious that it was about to be broken.

"Go and stand and stay away from me!" Zhaoming roared, shocking Shura.

"Don't let my death become worthless!" Zhao Ming took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

At this time, the two stone gates began to move slowly, making a huge rumbling sound. Shura clenched his fists, burst into tears, and finally gritted his teeth and retreated to the stone gate.

"Boom!", loud noises continued, and after a few breaths, the hole was finally completely opened. Prince Bi Fang was the first to rush in.

"It's so bold..." A roar was abruptly, and as soon as he spit out a few words, he stopped abruptly. The demons following behind him were also stunned.

On the sea of ​​blood piles in front of me, the fire-swallowing demon slowly turned around and opened his eyes. There was no living witch clan, only the sound of bloody drops reminding everyone what had happened here.

It’s not that they have seen dead bodies, but there are more than 50,000 creatures that have died in the hands of some demon kings. But it’s hard for them to imagine that after a little demon in the tribulation period killed all the 50,000 demon tribes, their eyes were so calm, neither sad nor happy, and they didn’t feel any anger, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

This is a kind of indifference, a kind of indifference that is ready for death.

"Zhaoming, you..." Prince Bi Fang was furious. He sent the person, but it turned out like this.

Zhaoming said slowly: "I did everything and it has nothing to do with my brother. If the prince wants to punish me, please punish me!"

"I've clearly seen it..."

A guard stood up and shouted loudly. He was one of the two guards who opened the door. He clearly saw that Shura killed the person first. He was interrupted by Zhaoming's loud shout as soon as he opened his mouth: "I said it all!"

With a loud shout, he looked at him angrily, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat. The magic technique of Rin was activated by anger, which made the guard feel tremble and held back the words he said.

"Come on! Take Zhaoming down for me and tie it to the square!" Prince Bi Fang shouted loudly, then turned around and left the prison. Immediately, several guards came forward to tie Zhaoming up and arrested him in the square.

Palace Square.

The demon kings from all walks of life stood on the purple VIP stage, Zhaoming was tied up all over and stood alone in the square. Shura was also taken away by someone and stood under the purple VIP stage, and other demons surrounded the square.

"Kneel down!" Prince Bi Fang shouted loudly, obviously extremely angry.

Zhaoming bit his lips tightly and stood still. The man had gold under his knees, and Guitian knelt on his parents. He might not be able to do this, but he would never kneel down because of killing the witch clan.

Kneeling means admitting that you are wrong.

"Bold and clear, don't kneel down!" General Chihu shouted loudly. He could not shirk responsibility even if he had such a thing this time, so he naturally had to show it.

"I'm right, how can I kneel!" Zhaoming said loudly.

"I'll kneel down if I ask you to kneel!" Prince Bi Fang shouted loudly, and a terrible aura pressed towards Zhaoming.

The power of the spiritual power in the sub-saint realm is as terrifying as the vast ocean. Even if Zhaoming has the magical art of reincarnation, he still feels the buzzing sound in his mind, and his legs begin to bend uncontrollably, and he slowly kneels to the ground.

No, never... Zhaoming was roaring inside, he would rather die than kneel down. If he killed the witch clan, he really didn't know what was right in this world.

But no matter how hard he tried, he could not stop Prince Bi Fang's mental pressure. His body was like a powerful force of gold and stone, making waves of crackling sounds, his body gradually faded away, and his knees were about to touch the ground.

"Crown Prince, can it..."

Seeing this, Di Jun quickly spoke up to plead with love. However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Prince Bi Fang: "This is my Tianji Ridge business. Di Jun, you better not interfere."

While speaking, continue to add pressure.

"Why is it so lively?"

Suddenly a voice came, and I saw a gentleman again, wearing white clothes, swaying a fan in my hand and stepping on the clouds. Behind me was a demon clan, with a horse-shaped body and tiger-shaped pattern, and a winged back, and a divine light shining in my eyes.

The two fell straight on the purple VIP stage. Prince Bi Fang immediately stopped exercising his skills and looked at the elegant man and said in a deep voice: "Bai Ze, Yingzhao, you are finally here."

The person who came was Bai Ze and Yingzhao, the leader of the remnants of Juye, the Abbot Island. Yingzhao was extremely powerful and is now one of the most famous monsters in the world, and Bai Ze was even more extraordinary. This person had a great influence even during the Dragon and Phoenix period, and now he was vaguely in the head of the demon clan in the world.

Unlike ordinary demon races, Bai Ze has almost no characteristics of demon races. If he does not know the origin, he may have misunderstood that he is an immortal race rather than a demon race.

Bai Ze smiled faintly: "I went to Lintai and Yunyuefeng by the way. I'm late, please forgive me."

He looked calm and did not seem to care about Prince Bi Fang's anger. He paused for a moment and asked back, "Is this happening?"

After scanning the surroundings for a while, I immediately realized: "So it's an expert in law, you can continue!"

"Then you wait!" Prince Bi Fang was not polite and prepared to use the exercises to Zhaoming again.

"I'm not convinced!"

Zhaoming suddenly screamed, causing Prince Bi Fang to stop, and snorted coldly: "Practice your own laws and hide evil intentions. The 50,000 witch tribes were of great use, but now they have been killed by you, what else do you have to say?"

"Crown Prince, from the perspective of his subordinates, this Zhaoming is inevitable for death." The Lord of the Snow Demon below walked out.

He bowed to Prince Bi Fang and said loudly: "Although these 50,000 witch tribes are not very important people, they are related to the face of the witch tribe, especially the matter has spread throughout the prehistoric continent. Killing them to sacrifice flags can wipe out all the face of the witch tribe, and staying them to negotiate with the witch tribe, I believe that it can also bring a lot of benefits."

"And now that all of them have been killed by Zhaoming, it is equivalent to a trauma of heart disease for the Witch Clan, but it is not helpful to my demon clan. This behavior is to help the Witch Clan harm the demon clan. If I guess correctly, Zhaoming is simply a spy who invaded my Sky Ridge."

"Fart!" Zhaoming roared angrily.

"You can't talk nonsense about this matter!" Di Jun also spoke.

The Lord of the Snow Demon sneered: "I dare say that it is of course reasonable and well-founded. In the past, he was captured by the witch clan, but no one knew how he suddenly escaped safely for no reason and arrived at the Demon Island not far from Qinghuo Island."

"He obviously had conflicts with many of my fellow tribes in Tianjiling, and they were not very successful. Later, Jianzhong invited him to Qinghuo Island, but he refused him flatly and wanted to go back to Tianjiling. I only knew about this when I heard some fellow tribes in Qinghuo Island talk about this a few days ago."

"If I hadn't wanted to go back to Sky Ridge to do something wrong, I really couldn't think of the reasons why these two things should have."

"He killed all the 50,000 witch tribes who could have lost face and even affected the morale of the Western Front battlefield in this way. He seemed to be willing to be revenge, but in fact, it was to help the witch tribe eliminate the big troubles. Is such a person who is harboring evil intentions, not a spy from the witch tribe, and shouldn't be killed?"

As soon as these words were spoken, many demons immediately whispered, and the eyes of Zhaoming became full of contempt.

Jian Tomb held a purple long sword in his hand and said nothing. He mentioned this to others, and it was impossible to deny it at this time.

"No wonder this is the case. I said you are a material that can be created. I want to cultivate it carefully, but I didn't expect that you were used by you. Killing you a thousand times is not enough to relieve your hatred! Today I will clean up the portal in front of all the tribes."

Prince Bi Fang was furious and no longer attacked with his spiritual pressure. Instead, he raised his hand to condense his true energy and wanted to take action.

"Wait, Prince!" Di Jun rushed out and blocked Prince Bifang.

"Di Jun, don't force me to attack you!" Prince Bi Fang's eyes turned cold.

Di Jun bowed: "I must protect Zhaoming, but I can't listen to one side of the word no matter what. No matter what Zhaoming did, you should give him a chance to explain. Maybe there is any misunderstanding in this."

"This is a good sentence. If you only hear one side of the word, you will kill someone. Who knows if there will be any injustice in it?" Bai Ze, who was standing beside him, nodded and said.

The leader of the abbot's island spoke, but Prince Bi Fang couldn't hold on, so he could only stop, and then looked at Zhaoming and said loudly: "What else do you have to say."

Of course there are, and there are a lot.

Zhaoming glanced at the sun in the sky and said slowly.
Chapter completed!