The crimson moon and white sun appear in the world, and the mist surrounding the palace's divine path reunites the demons.
The black-gold dress on Jun Aluo danced wildly in the windless wind, crimson light and demonic aura overflowed in the thick skylight mist, and bits of crimson-gold star sand floated between the hems of her clothes, and then a pair of burning Golden pupils slowly opened from the top of her head.
Those eyes filled with unknown terrifying power were gradually filled with murderous intent, and the figure of King Daoman was clearly reflected in them.
It seemed that the next moment, that figure would turn into ashes in her eyes and disappear completely!
King Daoman raised his hand without any haste and gave it a weak squeeze. The blazing sun flames in the Qianyuan Cauldron suddenly rolled violently, thundering with black and purple thunder, and it was about to split Shen Qiuzhi's soul into pieces.
The vision above A'rao's head suddenly dissipated, but the ferocious aura in her eyes only became stronger. Her whole body seemed to be melting into the boundless demon industry, and the evil fire entered her heart, like a ghost, comparable to an evil spirit.
Anger burned in her eyes, making A'luo's face look particularly terrifying.
At such a distance, Balian could even clearly see that her consciousness was gradually being burned to ruins in her eyes, and the deep hostility turned into burning anger, splashing out sparks.
She was extremely angry, but she did not utter a single angry or threatening word.
Even though he was extremely prosperous, the person burning in the fire and thunder was Shen Qiuzhi, the person she wanted to save but couldn't save as a demon for two lifetimes.
It was obvious that her reason was about to be burned to the ground, but she had no choice but to take action.
But the appearance of Shen Qiuzhi made her completely lose control. The demon officers in the court raised their heads and just glanced at their Majesty the Demon Lord, and they could feel an evil and cold-blooded aura heading towards their souls with horror. It is eroded from the depths and only makes people feel chilly.
Different from the pressure of the aura in the past, this kind of power that is faintly out of control and violent is really disturbing.
There is no father and son above the royal power, let alone family ties.
A woman who can ascend to the position of a demon can even attack herself if she becomes ruthless.
It was really hard for them to imagine that a mere Shen Qiuzhi could disrupt His Majesty the Demon Lord's state of mind to such a degree?
As a result, a doubtful thought began to grow uneasily in the hearts of the demons...
Or... is everything King Daoman said true?
Your Majesty, did she really secretly take the forbidden fruit seed on the eve of her wedding and set up a murderous plot to invite you into the jar?
If you think about it carefully, it actually doesn't make sense.
It has only been a few days since the Demon Lord returned to the realm. The feast for the return of the Demon King and the battle between the evil spirits have just passed. Everything in the Demon Realm, large and small, is in ruins. It is not suitable to enthrone the Phoenix Lord as a grand ceremony.
But His Majesty is so eager and active, I'm afraid it's not just Mr. Tushouhe who is handsome...
There may be a deeper and more terrifying plan...
King Daoman showed a proud smile and said: "After the war, Brother Wang knew that his time was short, and the wings of this evil obstacle were gradually getting fuller and fuller. His Highness Youmilu couldn't suppress it, and he was worried that his bloodline was fake, so he In this way, the Qianyuan Cauldron collected Shen Qiuzhi's scattered soul and handed it over to the king's hands, in order to expose this woman's conspiracy and ambition in the future!"
"The people who can come to this holy land to watch the ceremony today are all the most famous demon generals in our world. This woman has false bloodline, so she will not be able to sit on this throne for long, so she set up today's situation.
Secretly opening the fragments of the abyss, extraditing the evil beasts into the realm, and when everyone sacrifices in blood sacrifice, that will be the day when her bloodline is completed!"
King Daoman's thundering voice rose up, and the fire in the oven in the Qianyuan Cauldron also rolled into the sky, and the thick clouds of thousands of miles were burned into mist-like water vapor by the high temperature of the fire.
The fog cleared away, revealing a scene as cruel as death.
In the sight, endless evil beasts and the remains of demons were intertwined, like a huge sky cloud tomb. The familiar skeletons of companions were reduced to pieces and floated in the sky as if they were weightless.
The flesh and blood withered, and the remaining limbs floated.
It is indeed a scene from the hell of the Great Dark Devil.
The remains of the demon clan in the sky belong to the royal city, including the city defenders, demon generals, and demon people.
I don't know when, and without any investigation, it became food in the mouth of the evil beast.
Who would have thought that such a grand and glorious wedding would actually hide such a bloody and terrifying reality in the sky!
Almost all the demons above Shinto changed their colors, and the invisible terror had melted into their bones. They looked at His Majesty the Demon Lord on the stage in disbelief, as if they were looking at demons.
But there are still some wise people who feel that all this happened too suddenly.
Not long after the Night Court Meeting, another Daoman King was introduced.
Even though the old king was suspicious of His Majesty's bloodline, he let go of an old devil who was a greater threat and more terrifying just because of his suspicion?
This kind of behavior is not like what Laojun would do.
With the temperament of the old king, if the current majesty is really not his kind, let alone letting her bear the name of the devil for thousands of years, I am afraid that she will not be granted even one day of glory.
Allowing her to rot and stink in that wasteland city, never to see the light of day, was in line with the ruthless methods of a demon lord.
But this suspicion did not last long. King Daoman sneered and said: "I know that some of you are still doubtful, but I think everyone also knows that the evil beasts coming out of the Golden Sea are particularly sensitive to the breath of the young heart-burning fruit.
If this woman's character is corroded by the young heart-burning fruit, and the demonic energy around her body is released uncontrollably, these evil beasts in the sky will probably be the first to eat her flesh and blood and gnaw at her bones."
There is no need for Dao Manduo to prove anything. The out-of-control demonic energy surrounding Demon Lord Aluo at this moment is enough to explain everything.
Only the lowly and despicable half-demon, unable to bear the power of his own bloodline, will become a wild monster whose mind and consciousness are swallowed up.
The way they see Her Majesty now is very similar to that situation, and the evil beasts in the sky are obviously starting to move because of the out-of-control evil energy in her body.
One by one, their heads poked out of the mist, their scarlet demonic eyes looking at Yutai almost greedily and longingly.
If it weren't for the Qianyuan Cauldron's Yang Yan suppression, those monsters in the sky might rush down at any time and eat into the palace!
The monsters' always clear-eyed and crazy eyes silently confirmed the authenticity of King Daoman's words.
"You are not a king, and the king is not a king. I thought that in the eternal demon world, I let such a thief defraud the country and defiled the throne. As the master of the demon river, I will not be able to atone for his crime even if I die!"
The evil beast roared, the fire rolled, and the heart-burning voice rose faintly. He raised his head to look at the sky, and the fire falling from the sky illuminated his dark brows: "Now that our world is in danger, we can only eliminate internal worries first, and then resolve external ones.
Only by supporting Xinjun can the mountains and rivers be revitalized!"
Milu shouted sharply: "What are you still waiting for? Why don't you take her down quickly? Do you have to wait until she is controlled by the Burning Heart Fruit and get out of hand before you take action?"
By then, I'm afraid it will be too late.
Milu's words awakened the dreamer!
The world of this grand wedding banquet has finally changed!
"kill!"
Not long ago, everyone was wearing gorgeous congratulations and crowns, and all the demons came to pay homage.
At this moment, he transformed into an angry god of murder.
Amidst the huge roaring noise, the golden dragon pillars every hundred steps were pushed down by the demonic ministers who rushed up in rage!
The last remnant soul of the golden dragon that was imprisoned in the jade pillar carving let out a desperate and dying moan when the jade was shattered. Then the faint moan was overtaken by the roars of the demon officials who came in succession like a sea.
submerged.
Balian's cheek suddenly felt stinging.
He raised his head and looked at the umbrella above his head from the corner of his eye. It tilted a few points due to trembling.
A ray of blazing light from the scorching sun lost its cover and poured down, leaving a striking black scorch mark on the pale skin of Balian's cheek.
He calmly raised his hand to wipe away the mark, leaving only a faint pink color on the wound on his cheek. Since entering the realm of transcending tribulation, his fear of the sun is far less severe than before.
Even if he doesn't hold an umbrella, he can still hold it for an hour or three in the clear sky and daylight.
"Afraid?" Balian took the umbrella from the female officer's hand and held up the umbrella with smooth movements.
The female officer's pupils trembled as she looked at Demon Lord A'rao standing at the end of the long staircase. He was like a drop of the deepest ink in the night, filled with evil aura that swallowed the sky, and drove into the Demon Lord like an arrow from the string, bringing with it waves of afterimages.
In the tide sea.
She tried her best to suppress her body from trembling, her face was frighteningly white, and she was far less calm and steady than usual when she was in office. She looked at Bai Lian timidly and said: "Sir... Your Majesty, you said that your Majesty should
Do you really want to sacrifice the lives of all the people in the royal city to fulfill yourself?"
This female officer has been serving A'rao since he was brought into the royal city from the wasteland. Although A'rao has a cruel and cruel temper, she is also a long-term lover. She has not changed the female officers she is used to around.
She is the only one who cleans the huge Hades Palace all year round.
A'luo would not deliberately treat his subordinates favorably, nor would he treat any master or servant lightly. After getting along with each other for several months, Bailian could also feel that in A'luo's heart, this female officer was the same as the ones he was used to seeing on the bookshelf of Hades Hall.
There is no difference between the porcelain vase and jade.
It's just a small object that looks pleasing to the eye and is convenient to use.
Between the two, I'm afraid there aren't that many master-servant stories with deep feelings.
But when the female officer asked this question, there was still a flash of panic in her eyes, as if she didn't want to believe this cruel reality.
Balian had no obligation to solve her confusion or soothe her emotions. He calmly withdrew his gaze and watched the farce calmly. He stayed out of the matter and let it cause chaos and death.
The sound of fighting resounded throughout the royal city, and a wedding banquet turned into a blood feast.
Everyone standing on this land has become a participant.
It was clearly just after early morning, but the sky suddenly turned completely dark. There were no stars, sun or moon in the sky, only pairs of scarlet and cruel eyes dotted the black sky.
The raging fire of the oven is rolling endlessly, and Shen Qiuzhi's vain soul is sinking and floating in the blazing fire.
On the wedding day, which was supposed to be the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, the golden beaded tassel hijab that Fengjun took off with his own hands was knocked to the ground along with the phoenix crown by someone in the melee.
The golden beads shattered to pieces on the ground, rolling down the long jade-colored stairs. Amidst the fighting and blood, there was a bit of desolation and loneliness.
A'luo walked down the long steps of the imperial palace, her figure as crazy as a demon, as mad as a lunatic. Everyone felt that her consciousness was being swallowed up in confusion, and the out-of-control demonic energy cruelly strangled the surrounding demon ministers into blood. fog.
But Balian could see that her goal was extremely clear, and that was the soul in the Qianyuan Cauldron.
Buried Heart, Milu, and even King Daoman have all joined the battlefield.
The sword that once guarded the throne had already turned its direction, pointing bloody at his king!
This is an overwhelming and overwhelming battle.
Although each generation of demon kings rules a world, they cannot subvert a world with the power of one person.
Although the cultivation level of those demon ministers on the divine way is far inferior to that of Demon Lord A'luo, they are gathered together in a dark and dense manner, which is the power of all living beings.
Not to mention the addition of a demon king from the same period as the old demon king, Dao Man.
Although he has been tortured in the devil's prison for tens of thousands of years and his cultivation level is not that old, he is after all an old devil who has practiced for hundreds of thousands of years. Looking at it individually, he can have a head-to-head battle with the young devil without any difficulty. The great strength of Luoxiacheng.
With such a group attacking, it would be difficult for Demon Lord Aluo to remain undefeated.
With the participation of Demon King Daoman in the battle, Heart-Burying Milu and the others were even more powerful, and Aluo soon started to see blood.
An extremely insidious pole-devouring awl was shot out of Daoman's palm, and struck at an extremely tricky and vicious angle. It hit A'rao's back, penetrated the front of his chest, and finally returned to the palm of King Daoman's hand. middle.
Golden flames burst out from the wounds that were penetrated from the front and back. This is a flame full of demonic spiritual power, and it is the greatest nemesis of the demon clan.
For the demons, the flames are extremely painful when they burn on the body, let alone penetrate the blood and bones and burn in the muscles, bones, and lungs.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After killing a large number of people, Arao's body sank, and he shook violently as if he was unsteady. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
There was also a deep look of pain on that crazy and demonic face.
The blood in his chest couldn't stop gushing out.
The pole-devouring cone is tempered with the essence and blood of the Golden Immortal. It has always been a magic weapon that immortals only take out when dealing with great demons. They will never be used lightly unless absolutely necessary.
But King Daoman did not hesitate to use it on his own people.
At this time, the slack belt around Bailian's waistband suddenly tightened, and the female officer beside him held it tightly in her hand.
She murmured in a low voice, her voice unclear whether it was worry or nervousness, and she almost subconsciously said: "Will Your Majesty die?"
There was no emotion on Balian's face and he said calmly: "No."
The female officer raised her eyes and looked at him, hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke and said, "Why don't you seem worried about His Majesty at all?"
Bailian's expression was as usual, as if he was not touched by the brutal bloody battle under the long steps: "Why should I worry about her?"
The female officer was a little angry, and seemed to feel aggrieved for Ah Rao: "Your Majesty really wants to appoint you as Fengjun. If it weren't for giving you this title, why would she have been led into this inevitable death situation?"
In response to the female officer's anger, Balian gave a very cold response: "Since you think this is a trap set by others, if she gets in, she will get out as well."
The female officer really didn't know whether he trusted His Majesty the Demon Lord too blindly, or whether His Majesty the Feng Lord had already colluded with that group of people and wished that His Majesty had died earlier.
Strong men and powerful men clashed in melee, the sky was full of flames, visions were chaotic, and it was like the world was collapsing!
Under a group attack, even the Demon Lord was obviously gradually unable to bear it, and the pole-devouring cone was always able to land a few hits in a swish manner.
After several scuffles, A-Luo's heavy black gold ceremonial robe was already soaked and stained with blood, and it looked like it was about to reach the end of its rope.
King Daoman did not stop Arao from approaching the Qianyuan Cauldron. From the onlookers, it was even possible to see that he had faint signs of dragging her towards the land of ovens.
Zang Xin forcefully slapped Ah Rao, and half of his arm was turned into pieces of flesh and bones under the terrible force of the palm.
He gritted his teeth and took advantage of the confusion of position to stand on King Daoman's side. He gritted his teeth and said, "Is it possible that you really want to confront her head-on? The power that belongs to King Daoman in your body will not last long. Once exposed,
Just wait to die today!
The group of evil beasts attracted by the sky can hardly be suppressed by His Highness Shaojun. If this problem is not solved and a fatal blow is given to her, the evil beasts will lose control and run wild, and the ten thousand-year-old foundation of the demon world will be destroyed.
once!"
King Daoman smiled sadly and said: "The person who can give this woman a fatal blow is not on our side."
Zang Xin was startled, then he raised his head as if enlightened, shouted loudly, and said, "Please Sir Si Chen, please give me a helping hand!"
The demons who were fighting bloody battles were suddenly startled. Hearing the meaning behind these words, could Lord Si Chen, who was not dealing with the Lord of the Buried Heart River in every possible way, actually be from the same camp?
Thinking of this, although I hated the cruelty and viciousness of Demon Lord A'luo, I could not help but feel some pity and ridicule towards her.
She was obsessed with canonizing the person named Feng Jun, but it turned out that she also wanted to take his life.
After Buried Heart's advice, the demons suddenly realized that fighting to the death was meaningless. If they wanted to truly kill a person and eliminate any way to survive, they must first kill their heart!
Almost as if they had fallen into some kind of tacit understanding, the demon generals who had been frantically killing and entangled for a while stopped fighting and retreated, viciously making way for a wide path between Bailian and Aluo.
Bai Lian held an umbrella on the stage.
Ah Luo was bleeding in the audience.
He didn't move, and neither did she.
The eyes filled with blood were staring at Bailian, and scenes of nightmare-like memories flashed before A'rao's eyes. The cold wind blew her blood-stained robes flying, the sky was far away, Lin Lin
Sprinkle.
She looked deeply into the indifference in his eyes. Although she already knew the answer, she still spoke and asked in a suicidal voice:
"You... want to kill me?"
Seeing her like this, everyone suddenly had a clear answer in their hearts.
Your Majesty, the Demon King, will be pulled down from the altar today and will undoubtedly die!
Bailian stepped off the stage, his eyes were like ink spots, bottomless, and he faced Aluo's bloody eyes head-on without shyness or avoidance.
He quickly looked away and looked at Zang Xin: "Does this count as completing the agreement between you and me?"
Zhan Xin wanted to put on a fake smile like before, but the severe pain of losing his arm made him no longer have the energy, and said in a deep voice: "Not bad."
Bai Lian withdrew his gaze, summoned Tiance Junshan, and tapped the slightly thick sword edge on Aluo's heart.