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The earth swayed, and the sky cracked.

In the Blood Realm, with the incorporation of a large amount of chaotic power, Mount Tibor is erupting violently.

Hundreds of millions of tons of scarlet magma rushed into the sky, and dark clouds rolled, as if there was a burning charcoal fire inside. The burning red light crossed a distance of tens of thousands of meters and sprinkled on Su Heng's angular face.

He stood in his own temple, standing in front of the window.

He was wearing a black robe with golden dragon patterns, and shaking a huge and heavy bronze wine bottle with an animal face in his hand.

The wine inside was viscous and scarlet like blood. As Su Heng turned his wrist, a creepy hissing and piercing sound came, and a little white smoke diffused from the mouth of the cup.

Su Heng took a sip of wine and narrowed his eyes.

The powerful and hard mental power like burning red copper rolled outward and radiated out, instantly covering the entire Blood Realm.

It was like a soft curtain was lifted, and the more authentic side of this world was exposed in front of him.

In the void that was originally empty.

At this moment, many white light spots suddenly appeared, like flying meteors, flying towards the huge treetops like green mountains in the distance, and gathered into brilliant ribbons in the air.

Each light spot represents the soul of a demon.

The demon race is born with all kinds of incredible abilities, and their innate spiritual power is stronger than that of humans.

When they die, the remaining soul power is even more tonic for Su Heng.

Su Heng did not waste this last gift.

After the war.

He arranged for Lilith to carry the projection of Lingxu Daomu to the battlefield to collect.

She had done something similar once, and now it was easy to repeat it. As a large number of demon souls were merged and swallowed by Su Heng, a cool feeling spread in Su Heng's consciousness. He heard wailing and saw a terrible illusion like hell. The dead, half rotten and half skeleton, crawled out of the sea of ​​blood, roaring and asking for his life.

But Su Heng just thought it was a breeze.

He neither resisted nor dodged, and his body was hazy with a layer of dark evil spirit that seemed to be real.

When those illusions approached him within three feet, they disappeared like snow meeting the scorching sun.

Boom!

A blazing white thunder fell from the sky.

The last white light spot was swallowed and absorbed by the Lingxu Daomu.

With a large amount of nutrients, the latter grew rapidly, and its twisted roots penetrated deep into the ground, like a rolling earth dragon, tearing the ground, and thick smoke rose. Amid the continuous loud noises, the thick trunks and forked branches were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the complex and verdant leaves rubbed against each other, and the overlapping sounds were like the tide.

The treetops that were originally level with the sky completely rose into the clouds, leaving only a series of green vines hanging from the dark clouds, with giant dragons and hawks circling and crying beside them.

The changes in the Lingxu Daomu gradually stabilized, and the illusions in front of Su Heng also disappeared.

He put the wine bottle on the windowsill and turned around.

A plump and elegant woman was kneeling on the mirror-smooth marble floor.

Her dark red hair was like a cloak, and at a glance, she had sharp shoulders, a slightly concave waist curve, and suddenly plump buttocks.

It reminded Su Heng of the mountains full of maple leaves and fruits in autumn.

Su Heng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at it with interest.

Tick!

A drop of crystal clear sweat slid down the woman's white chin.

It made a slight sound on the floor.

Su Heng snorted and retracted his gaze, "Get up."

Ji Huaxi felt that the iron-like hard and fascinating majesty shrouded in the temple gradually dissipated, just like the real darkness was also dispelled by the firelight outside the window. She panted a little heavily, and then she felt a pain in her wrists and knees. Ji Huaxi slowly stood up from the ground, lowered her head, and her dark red hair fell from both sides of her cheeks like a waterfall.

She looked like a flame that was about to go out, completely shrouded in the shadow cast by Su Heng.

He raised the wine bottle beside him and gently shook the sticky and sweet liquid inside.

Su Heng smiled and said, "Let the past be the past. I don't take it to heart. On the contrary, I admire your determination and courage to be my enemy. Of course, if you can be stronger and not as embarrassed as before, it will be better, and it will make me feel more happy."

Su Heng took a sip of wine, and then took another cup from the void, saluted to the princess in front of him, and asked her if she wanted to take a sip.

Ji Huaxi shook her head.

"Thank you." She breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes dimmed, and she said, "Ji Xuance is dead."

"Really?" Su Heng's mouth slightly grinned, and he said disapprovingly, "Anyway, he is just a puppet who doesn't care about anything."

"You should know that there were some minor conflicts between the third prince and me. Do you know why I spared his life and didn't kill him directly?"

Ji Huaxi shook her head gently, and her long hair spread out.

"I was going to leave this matter to you. It would be very interesting to see a brother and sister killing each other. But since he is dead, let's stop this matter. And dying in the hands of the enemy, although it is a bit tragic, can barely be regarded as a hero, much better than dying in your hands." Su Heng said jokingly.

Looking at the smile on Su Heng's face, Ji Huaxi suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

There was a rumbling thunder outside the window, and the flickering red light was scattered through the glass inlaid with agate.

Ji Huaxi bit her lip. When she said these words, Su Heng never considered whether she would refuse. It seemed that the words coming out of his mouth were the truth of the world. As long as he opened his mouth, it would be achieved.

But think of the scene on the battlefield before.

With such strength, Su Heng did have the confidence to do whatever he wanted.

"I don't mean that." Ji Huaxi sighed softly, raised her head, and said seriously, "With the current situation, the empire has no need to exist."

She is different from her brothers and is not obsessed with power.

Whether Su Heng becomes the new emperor of the empire or rebuilds a country on this land.

Ji Huaxi doesn't care, and is willing to provide all the help she can. This is also the main purpose of Ji Huaxi coming here to meet Su Heng. This farce should have an end and a new beginning.

But what she never expected was

Su Heng shook his head and said, "No!"

A burning breath came towards her, and Su Heng's broad chest appeared in front of her.

An extremely strong hand gently brushed her cheek, lifting the scattered hair to her ears.

The eldest princess's face was cold and smooth, like the finest jade, while the latter's fingers were like rough and burning copper pillars. When the two touched, Ji Huaxi felt like being stared at by a beast in the forest, and she felt an electric shock all over her body. The whole person froze and could not move, only the pupils could tremble slightly, causing ripples.

"Ji Xuance is dead, but you are still here. From now on, you are the king of the empire." Su Heng retracted his fingers and looked at Ji Huaxi as if he was looking at some precious and gorgeous jewelry, with a satisfied look on his face. He said, "But here, you are my servant, an extension of my will, you have to carry out the orders I gave you, understand?"

"But..."

Su Heng interrupted Ji Huaxi's words and said coldly, "No buts, this is an order."

Ji Huaxi's breath was choked, "I understand."

"Well, go." Su Heng nodded, "First clean up the mess in Zhongzhou, and if there are any requests later, I will send someone to contact you."

Ji Huaxi bowed slightly to Su Heng, stepped back two steps, all the way to the middle of the temple, and then turned and left.

When she came to the porch, the bronze door in front of her opened.

A few more people came outside.

Two groups of people passed by sideways, and the leader was Li Hongxiu.

Both seemed a little surprised, but they still nodded to each other politely.

Ji Huaxi noticed that behind Li Hongxiu was Panbala and two burly dragon guards. The dragon guards held a heavy black iron chain in their hands, and the chain was tied to the face of a skinny demon boy. The boy had a dark complexion, pointed ears on both sides, messy hair, and a pair of brown eyes with terrifying hatred.

She didn't like the demons, but she couldn't help feeling a little emotional. Ji Huaxi left the temple directly, looking at the vast sky of the blood world outside, and the huge flying dragon hovering in the dark clouds, and then she felt that the heavy sense of oppression was slightly dissipated from her heart. She sighed softly, and her figure flashed, and she disappeared from the square in front of the temple.

...

Inside the temple.

Su Heng looked at the demon boy brought by Li Hongxiu, and was a little confused, "Who is this?"

"These days, we have been investigating the entire continent. This is the last demon left in this world." Li Hongxiu replied, with a smile on her face, "I think it will be more ceremonial to let you, the master, handle it."

"You can really bring me some unexpected surprises." Su Heng snorted, but he also thought that Li Hongxiu's idea was very interesting.

As a reward, he reached out and touched the latter's smooth and soft long hair.

Bang!

At this moment.

The iron chain that had been loosened suddenly tightened.

The demon boy tied to it suddenly opened his mouth, and fangs appeared from his deep purple lips.

The fangs flashed with cold light, obviously carrying some kind of poison in his blood, and bit towards Su Heng's thick wrist.

This demon boy looked very thin, but the power he suddenly burst out should not be underestimated, like a lion hunting, even leaving an afterimage in the air.

The iron chain creaked, and even the dragon guard holding the rope behind him shook slightly. But those war machines transformed by Su Heng had no mercy and reacted quickly. With a force of their arms, they fixed the demon boy in place. Then another dragon guard quickly stepped forward, pressed him to the ground, and forced him to kneel in front of Su Heng.

Because of the intense friction between the iron chain and the neck, blood seeped out along his lips.

He cursed, "My ancestors will curse you in purgatory. One day, you will be burned by fire, eaten by vultures, skinned and bones pulled out, and the demons will never perish!"

Pooh!

He took a deep breath and opened his mouth to spit bloody saliva at Su Heng.

But this attempt failed. With a crisp sound, the dragon guard next to him removed his jaw.

He could no longer speak, but even so, the boy still stared at him with hatred, burning in his eyes as if he could ignite the world.

"Don't you understand? If one day, we really meet in hell, you and your people will only be killed by me once again." Su Heng grinned and reached out to gently pat the boy's cheek.

The crisp sound echoed in the iron temple. No one around spoke, only the roar from outside.

"Bring my wine glass." Su Heng gestured to the girl beside him.

Li Hongxiu stepped forward obediently, took down the wine bottle on the windowsill, and presented it with both hands.

Su Heng's smile became cruel, and he reached out to take it. With a touch of strength injected into it, the already viscous wine inside boiled like magma, and there was a hissing sound. He hung the wine bottle above the boy's head and tilted it downward. The scarlet and hot wine fell from the sky, covering the boy's head and flowing along his skin.

The wine that Su Heng could taste contained incredible energy. It was brewed with the blood of the strongest in Changshengtian.

For weaker people, it is undoubtedly poisonous. Even in the whole world, apart from Su Heng, there are very few people who can taste its deliciousness.

When the scarlet wine licked the boy's skin.

The latter's flesh began to corrode, emitting pungent white smoke, and the wine gradually turned into a liquid like molten metal and solidified.

The boy tried his best to endure and die with dignity, but he failed. When the scorching wine corroded his skull into a honeycomb and penetrated into his brain. He inevitably screamed, the muscles on his face twitched, the pupils shook wildly, the limbs spasmed uncontrollably, and the sudden burst of power was so strong that even the two dragon guards who attacked at the same time could not hold back.

However, this kind of pain did not last too long. Su Heng threw the empty wine glass on the ground, and the mist dissipated.

A terrifying sculpture appeared in front of everyone.

Its limbs were grotesquely twisted, half of the face melted to reveal the bones inside, and the other half of the face remained intact, but the expression was crazy. It looks like a sculpture for worshipping evil gods, or a horror work created by a crazy artist in a nightmare. Anyone who sees it will feel a chill in their heart.

His fingers gently stroked the corrosion marks on the sculpture, feeling the strange touch of flesh and metal.

Su Heng showed a satisfied smile on his face, "Put it at the door of the War Museum, I want everyone to see it."

"It's a genius idea to boast about your martial arts in this way." Panbola said with a shameless face.

"Boast? No, such evil deeds are not worth boasting about at all."

Su Heng shook his head and sneered, "I want my warriors and tribesmen to remember that in this crazy world, this is the fate of the weak."

Hearing this.

Several people fell silent, even Panbola lowered his head cautiously.

Su Heng looked up, looked at the sky in the distance through the open door, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his demeanor was solemn.

Li Hongxiu noticed that something seemed wrong with him, and whispered, "What happened?"

Su Heng waved his hand, and the remaining few people left with the sculpture.

Su Heng frowned slightly, "Do you remember what I told you before, the experiences that happened in the dream."

Li Hongxiu nodded, "Of course."

"When that boy was killed by me, I seemed to feel the call of the original blood river." Su Heng frowned slightly, with surprise on his face.

He seemed to have figured out the pattern of the appearance of the original blood river.

The last time he was summoned.

It was when he slaughtered a large number of humans to prevent the spread of the plague.

This time, the original blood river appeared again after Su Heng exterminated the entire demon race.

In addition to what the demon said in the blood river arena before, it is not difficult to guess that in order to enter the blood river, one must slaughter in the material world to qualify.

It's just that unlike the last time he was in seclusion, the aura Su Heng felt this time was much stronger.

Thinking of the previous experience, Su Heng felt eager to try.

I left in such a hurry last time that I didn't get much useful information from that strange place. If I go back there this time, I must take this opportunity to explore it carefully.

I reorganized the outline of the following, and basically there are no major problems. It's not easy QWQ;