When Su Yun and others were laughing happily in the little hell.

The space storm is gradually calming down.

However, the aura of violence still lingers in the air.

Any creature that steps into it will have the illusion that its body is about to be torn apart.

When the space storm completely dissipates.

Waves of cries rang out from heaven to earth.

"Ancestor, you died miserably, I'm here to take you home!"

"Please rest assured, I will let Su Yun repay the grudge caused by the underworld a hundred times!"

"Don't let the human race go, they have a close relationship with Su Yun!"

All races cried bitterly, echoing throughout the nine heavens and ten earths.

Some good people have specially compiled statistics.

There are about 80 kings who died at the hands of the underworld!

The false king directly breaks through 100!

In other words, in this battle triggered by Su Yun, the number of deaths of the king and the puppet king was close to two hundred!

When other people heard this number, their hearts trembled violently.

"Good guy, once you die, it will be a big piece!"

"Su Yun is a god of death. Ever since he came to the battlefield of all races, he has never been at peace!"

"The Dragon-Eating True Gold Curse and the Death Curse Clan's curse in his body should not be able to come out."

"Not only can't I get out, I'm probably going to die!"

All races despised Su Yun.

However, the scavenger was grateful to Su Yun.

Thanks for the food!

Many of the bodies of the fallen kings and false kings at that time were secretly stolen.

Therefore, the more people die, the happier the scavengers will be.

"From now on, I will make Su Yun the Scavenger's financial sponsor!"

"This is not enough. We must kowtow to Master Su Jin in the morning, noon and evening!"

"I agree. Once Lord Su comes, our business will increase significantly."

The scavenger was filled with emotion.

Somewhere on the battlefield of all races, someone was holding a wooden sign in his arms.

It reads: The financial owner of the scavengers, Su Yun!

"kneel!"

Someone shouted softly.

Blah blah blah...

A large group of people knelt down and kowtowed sincerely towards the wooden sign.

Sticks of bright sandalwood stick into the ground.

The smoke is dim and lingers in the void.

Someone happened to be passing by at this time.

They were all shocked when they saw this scene.

"Damn it, the scavenger still has a father?" a passerby said in astonishment.

That's what scavengers are.

A group of poor abandoned people.

Only relying on this little skill to survive at the bottom of the battlefield of all races.

…

Spirit world.

King Gushen is one of the few veteran kings who managed to survive in this battle.

Inside the huge palace.

He has gray hair and a depressed look.

A pair of eyes lost focus, staring blankly ahead.

Seeing this, the Holy Spirit Territory Lord also sighed.

His spirit was beaten away, and he was half-dead.

"From now on, King Gu Shen will teach the younger generations in the clan full-time." He said softly.

King Gu Shen stood up tremblingly, knelt down on his knees, and then lay down on all fours: "Thank you Holy God Territory Lord!"

The tribesmen next to him quickly picked him up and sent him out of the hall.

Not long after, figures appeared at the palace gate.

The originally cold and gloomy facial features of the Lord of the Holy God Territory gradually softened, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Perhaps, the death of the veteran Feng Wang is not a bad thing!"

"Their deaths will help more descendants to be promoted to kings!"

“It’s not certain who has the final say in this era!”

He waved his hand with great pride.

The young kings of the God Clan, headed by Emperor Ku, bowed and saluted one after another, saying respectfully: "I have met the Lord of the Holy God Territory."

…

Demonic world.

The sky is dark and the bloody sun hangs high.

A magnificent palace exudes cold and bloody fluctuations.

There is a ten thousand-step avenue outside the palace.

At this moment, bursts of wild laughter sounded.

"Look at the bunch of bastards down there, not even a single one has been crowned a king!"

"If I had known that so many people would die in the battle of Yama Palace, I would definitely go there and die!"

"When will Su Yun cause trouble next time? Wherever he is from now on, I will be there!"

A group of demon youths, male and female, all made extremely morbid remarks.

They really like Su Yun!

Nothing else, this guy can cause trouble every time!

If something happens, there will be countless casualties!

Demons like this!

At the bottom of the steps stood men and women with grim faces.

They failed in the title of king and were not qualified to step up to the throne.

"Mokodolo, do you think that Su Yunqiang is good?"

The speaker was a red-haired man.

He was very strong, with his upper body naked and a smile on his face.

Hearing this, other people looked over one after another.

Mokodoro smiled lightly and said: "Invincible at the same level."

This group of demons narrowed their eyes.

Mokodoro is one of the top geniuses of the demon clan.

To be recognized by him is definitely very powerful!

"Tomorrow I will go to the Yama Hall to challenge Su Yun!"

"Don't go, they have a lot of money!"

"If you can enjoy a hearty battle, you are willing to die!"ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

A group of people walked into the palace in a whimpering manner.
To be continued...