On that sea watered by blood, there were thousands of corpses floating, and those corpses seemed to have maintained the moment of death, without decay or swelling.
There was a man sitting on the luxurious chair. He was as handsome as a god, with smooth and sexy facial features. He closed his eyes, supported his chin with one hand, and rested his hand casually on the edge of the seat, just like a trial in ancient times.
who.
There was a white embroidered belt wrapped around his fingers beside the seat.
This scene reveals an eerie tranquility.
Suddenly, a hole was torn open in the sky, and a mysterious middle-aged man stepped in. He stared deeply at the young man sitting on the chair in the distance and narrowed his eyes.
"finally found you."
When he was about to take two steps forward——
"Boom!"
A purple thunderbolt struck the spot where he was standing just now, with such destructive and terrifying power that it almost overturned the entire sea surface.
However, when the waves on the sea surface reached the man in black robes, they automatically calmed down, as if they were afraid and surrendered.
The middle-aged man glanced at the man in black robe sitting on the luxurious chair, and then focused his attention on the transparent barrier in front of him.
He frowned.
"Besieged by so many people, you still have the energy to set up a barrier..."
"What a pity, I won't give you another chance to survive!"
He sneered, looking at Mo Pao in the distance with a cold and bone-chilling murderous intent.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and gathered a burst of extremely powerful power, and the distorted air flow in the space made the surrounding sea buzz.
"break!"
I saw him raising his palm to touch the transparent barrier, and then the wind and clouds changed, the sky slowly darkened, and the thunder continued.
The sound of 'clicking, clicking' was heard as the barrier shattered.
‘Boom boom boom——’
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The surface of the sea exploded due to the residual force of the space air current, rioting from foot to foot.
The next moment, the middle-aged man shrunk to the ground, and in less than an instant he had arrived in front of the man in black robe.
The deep cold light in the middle-aged man's eyes seemed to make him recall something, causing him to narrow his eyes dangerously.
Rong Shuo must not stay!
With his thoughts at this point, he raised his palm and struck at the head of the man in black robe.
Suddenly, the airflow in the space condensed.
His men's attacks were abruptly stuck in mid-air.
The middle-aged man's pupils suddenly dilated, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, "You..."
I saw the man in black robe sitting on the luxurious chair in front of me opened his deep eyes and looked at him lazily with a dignified and elegant posture.
The middle-aged man asked in shock: "You... aren't you asleep?!"
Emperor Zun raised his eyes and looked at him indifferently.
The middle-aged man was shocked. He immediately wanted to turn around and run away, but an invisible force held his body, making him completely unable to move.
A wave of emotions called 'fear' and 'panic' instantly spread throughout his body. His face turned slightly pale, and his voice trembled as he said:
"Rong Shuo, I am half your master, you can't kill me! Your father threatened me and then sent me to kill you!"
"Please let me go!"
"For Ling'er's sake, spare my life. I'm really obsessed with ghosts..."
At this time, Lord Emperor was concentrating on looking down at the white belt wrapped around his fingers, seemingly not listening to his words.
The middle-aged man followed his gaze and saw a white belt. The embroidery on it was too shabby and the stitching was not very well done.
He couldn't help but wonder to himself, what kind of embroidery is this? How can a woman hug a man's thigh...
Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and the man on the belt looked a bit like... Rong Shuo inexplicably.
"Does it look good?" Emperor Zun's deep and pleasant voice sounded slowly.
"No……"
As soon as the middle-aged man said a word, all the skin on his body burst open, and in the blink of an eye, he became a shocking bloody man.
Even if he wanted to scream, he couldn't make a sound. He could only open his eyes and look at the Shura in front of him in horror.
Emperor Zun put his belt back into the storage space and sat back casually. His innate noble and elegant aura was impossible to ignore.
When I looked into his deep eyes, I felt dangerous and mysterious.
A natural superior.
"Betraitors always face death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man's body was hit hard by a force, and then he smashed forward at an extremely fast speed.
Within a few seconds, his body exploded.
"Bang!"
The strongest man is second to none, vulnerable to a single blow.
At this time, I saw the man slowly stand up from the seat, with a handsome and voluptuous appearance. His perfect waist ratio was revealed in a black robe, and there was a bit of sultry asceticism hidden in his coldness and alienation.
Suddenly, two people came tearing through the void.
The two people dressed in black and white clothes stepped on the sea with joyful expressions, walked up to Lord Emperor, and then half-knelt down respectfully.
"Subordinate Mo Yu/Lei Ao, respectfully, the emperor wakes up!"
"How long?"
Mo Yu and Lei Ao were stunned for a moment, and then Lei Ao replied: "It's been almost a year since that battle."
Emperor Zun's fingers curled up slightly, and his deep eyes held a somewhat unclear meaning.
"Go back to Zhonglingzhou."
When Lei Ao heard this, he was quite confused, why didn't he go back there first?
Just when he was about to ask, Mo Yu secretly pulled him back and warned him with his eyes.
Lei Ao was stunned for a moment, and finally came to his senses. He raised his eyes and looked at his Emperor. He didn't expect that the Emperor would want to go back to find the Empress as soon as he woke up...
…
Demon-slaying battlefield_
A year has passed unknowingly since the Five Regions Qinghong gathered at the Demon Slaying Battlefield, and now there is only one year left.
Since the Demon King Mo Heng issued a new order, the human race can freely enter and leave the demon race's rear camp, but there will still be some minor frictions.
The character of the demons cannot change overnight. They often covet the resources of the human race and the taste of their flesh and blood.
And sometimes, it is the human race who is proud of themselves and takes the initiative to stir up trouble.
Humans and demons have never been happy getting along with each other.
This day_
The disciples of the Imperial family returned to the martial arts training ground from the abyss and snow, because they passed the final assessment of their young master ahead of schedule, so...
They successfully escaped from 'hell'.
The disciples of the Di family were excited and reluctant to give up. They had been training in the deep mountains and forests for the past six months, and they had not seen any other living people for a long time.
"It really feels like a world away." Di Lesu said with emotion.
Emperor Zhicheng: "I don't know where the young master has gone?"
Di Nanshu said: "No matter where the young master goes, we must remember that we, who have received special training from the young master, must not embarrass the Di family, nor can we embarrass the young master!"
"yes!"
They are no longer just disciples of the Imperial family, but 'powerful creatures' who have received special training in Zheng style!
