Xue Yunhua's face is very ugly. He keeps playing ghost flute to control the corpse.

But suddenly I found that no matter how he played the flute, the thousands of corpses of barbarian gods were all motionless, kneeling on the ground one by one like a rock, worshiping Ye Lan and the thirty empty shadows of the ancient barbarian God King behind Ye Lan.

"The power of man God is mine!"

Xue Yunhua is angry.

He knew that if he didn't kill Ye Lan and take away Ye Lan's power of brute God today, it would be impossible for him to completely control the thousands of corpses of brute God for his own use.

Body shape a longitudinal, snow cloud China quickly kill to Ye Lan.

A palm burst out, beat hard to Ye Lan.

Roar ~

with a roar, a corpse of Manshen suddenly got angry, waved a fist and roared to xueyunhua.

It is a powerful blow, breaking the void, disturbing the heaven and earth, making people tremble.

Xueyunhua's face changed greatly, and countless demons in his body were crazy and turbulent. He was wrapped up to block the bombardment of the corpse.

Bang ~

the giant fist blows on Xue Yunhua, and instantly destroys the monstrous air lingering on her body. Meanwhile, the overbearing boxing power contained in the giant fist directly passes through the barrier of many demons, and fiercely blows on Xue Yunhua.

His ribs were broken and he vomited out a lot of blood on the spot.

Roar ~

the roar sounded again, and several huge corpses of barbarian gods automatically protected the Lord and launched a violent attack against Xue Yunhua.

How can Xue Yunhua resist the attack of the dead gods?

Directly, he was smashed half of his body and ended up seriously injured and dying.

"Ha ha! Will you also die? It seems that I am also a weak man. Do you want the world to abandon me

When she was dying, Xue Yunhua's face was full of self mockery.

It's his most powerful Assassin's mace to control thousands of corpses.

Now, this killer mace is turned to fall into Ye Lan's hands.

This filled his heart with reluctance.

"You will die in Ye Lan's hands. One day, Ye Lan will avenge us!"

It's said that before people die, they all think back to the scenes of their life.

Xue Yunhua is no exception. Before he died, he thought of the words left by Murong Dan when he died, saying that he would die in the hands of Ye Lan. Now, the words that let him not care have become a reality.

"Mother, the child is unfilial, let you down, did not become the strongest, only become a weak, a useless weak."

Xue Yunhua shed tears from the corner of his eyes. He thought of his mother and the scene that she faced the strong Shenzong alone and then died in the hands of the strong Shenzong.

That scene has always been the pain in his heart.

Hateful, his father Longyuan holy, but did not dare to openly revolt with Shenzong, willing to serve Shenzong.

It is also because of that that that Xue Yunhua's thought has undergone an extreme change.

In his mind, there is only one idea, that is, in this world, the strong survive, and the weak never have the right to live.

At the same time, he also hated the God of Longyuan and the whole Longyuan.

He wants revenge, he wants to overthrow Longyuan, he wants to make Longyuan, a weak country that even his mother can't protect, completely disappear.

Then, create a new dragon abyss, a powerful country that only the real strong can survive.

One day, he will lead the country to kill Shenzong to avenge his mother's death.

"What do you think of?"

The Lord Longyuan came to xueyunhua and shook his hands. He held xueyunhua in his arms and let xueyunhua's blood wet his armor and his robe.

The emperor of Longyuan didn't realize it.

"I think of my mother's death. She died because of you. "

Xue Yunhua laughs miserably, the corner of the mouth, has the blood to drip unceasingly.

"So you hate being a father?"

"Hate! I hate not only you, but also the whole Longyuan empire. I can't avenge my mother. "

"So, more than ten years ago, you just disappeared, joined the demon sect, and became the leader of the ten thousand demon sect?"

The emperor Longyuan smiles bitterly and his face is full of grief.

"That's right."

"You should hate me and kill me. But you should not harm the whole Longyuan. "

"Is it useful to say that? My father

Xue Yunhua said with a smile.

"In this war, I was defeated, the ten thousand demon sect was defeated, and I can't get revenge for my mother's Revenge in my life.

I hate not only you, but also Longyuan, Shenzong and myself. I'm too weak! "

"If there is another life, I don't want to be your son again."

Xue Yunhua said with a smile.

Immediately, his eyes closed slightly and he was dead.

"Ten thousand demon sect, kill!"On the one side of Longyuan, seeing that xueyunhua is dead, thousands of corpses of Manshen are all under the command of Ye Lan, and their morale is greatly increased. They begin to chase and intercept the remaining evils of the ten thousand demon sect.

A powerful man of ten thousand demons sect, constantly lost his life under the iron hoof of Longyuan army.

On this day, the ten thousand demon sect is doomed to no longer exist.

"General, spare your life. General, spare your life. In the past, I was forced to obey the ten thousand demons cult because I was coerced by the ten thousand demons cult.

Now, I'd like to lead all the masters of Taoism to return to Longyuan, and to serve for the emperor of Longyuan. I'm very loyal

The general situation of the ten thousand demon sect has gone. Once leading the sect to betray Longyuan and take refuge in baidaozong under the ten thousand demon sect, people are completely in a panic.

Many strong and disciples of baidaozong prayed for forgiveness and were willing to return to Longyuan. Unfortunately, only the angry and cold swords of Longyuan soldiers responded to them.

The leader of Baidao sect was no exception. He was directly killed by a general of Longyuan.

"The ten thousand demon sect is defeated, and the hundred Taoism sect is destroyed. See you in the next life

In a void, the chess gentleman sits on the ground and burns himself. He ignites the star power in his body and begins to burn his spirit and body power.

He watched Xiao Molin, Huang Tianqing and others with a faint smile.

For a long time, a generation of chess gentlemen died of self Immolation and ended up with the death of both body and spirit.

"It's ruined, it's totally ruined. Before the old cult leader took his seat, he shouldn't entrust the ten thousand demons cult to Xue Yunhua!"

The old man looked up to the sky and sighed that the situation of the ten thousand demon sect had gone, and he had no intention to fight again.

In my heart, I only have grief and indignation. I hate the leader of the previous generation of demon sect and choose Xue Yunhua, which leads to the disaster of destroying the sect.

Similarly, the master of the sword hall is also sad and indignant. His anger is hard to pour out. He directly leads the sword to commit suicide and dies with the world.

A generation of ten thousand demons, no longer exist.

In the void, Ye Lan was sweating and pale as paper.

Previously, he was hit by a corpse of a barbarian God and suffered heavy losses.

Now, in order to deal with the thousands of corpses controlled by Xue Yunhua, he runs the power of the barbarian God wildly and calls out 30 ancient barbarian God King Xuying.

His body is so overloaded that it is extremely difficult for him to bear such a powerful force.

The power of brute God is too deep and powerful.

Even if ye Lan's cultivation today, it is the limit to control five or even six ancient gods.

Thirty, that's the limit of the limit.

"Lei Qingfeng, Lin Tianshu. Benzu, I finally found you two!

Today, both of you will die. "

Over the valley of death, the clouds that linger all year round disappear in a flash.

A huge extraterritorial space transmission array appears.

In the eyes of all the people, the ancestors of Ji family, the God sect outside the country, led many strong people of Ji family to show up, just like the generals of heaven.

The divine power of every strong member of the Ji family makes people fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Putong ~

Putong ~

in the valley of death, tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of Longyuan soldiers fell to their knees one after another and rushed to the sky. The mighty strong men of Ji family worshiped each other as if they were gods.

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