World Destroying Demonic Emperor

Chapter 709, July 1st, Lanling is angry, and the corpse is a million!

Tianmo Banner, Haichao Alliance, Baidong Tribe.

The tribal chiefs, elders, and high-ranking warriors are enjoying a wonderful show.

Execute the slave.

The chieftain sat on the throne and played a stunning near-human slave.

Behind him, sitting hundreds of people watching. These hundreds of people are the upper-level identities of the tribe, and each person’s side is playing with a beautiful near-human slave.

There are a lot of near-human slaves in the whole day, and there are thousands of people in the Guangbaidong tribe.

More than 70% are female slaves, and 30% are male slaves.

Compared with the ordinary Mozu, the near-human woman looks beautiful and has delicate skin. It is the best female slave.

For example, the Baidong tribe chief is playing this near-human slave girl, which is completely stunning.

Although he is only a tribal chief, his life is comparable to that of a prince because of the existence of a near-human slave.

At this time, there were six female slaves who were waiting for him carefully.

There was one in the hand, and one of them was squeezing his head, and two female slaves were kneeling under his knees, carefully massaging his legs. The female slave on the left hand holds the fruit wine, and the female slave on the right hand holds the fruit.

In front of the square, a bloody, full of more than a thousand near-human slaves.

Regardless of men and women, all are not in the air.

All the male slaves were castrated, and all the skeletons were worn, and one chain was connected with ten slaves.

The blood on the chain is bloody, and most of the male slaves are **** and dying.

The Baidong tribe chieftain whispered: "The near-human hybrid Lanling, he established an inflammatory tribe, what is the near-human family, you want to escape to the evil tribe? Do your spring and autumn dreams..."

Drinking a glass of fruit wine, the Baidong tribe chieftain said: "Nearly the human race is a despicable hybrid in this world. You have only qualified to be a slave in this life. Because you are born in this world, it is a kind of original sin."

"Lanling is regarded by you as the leader of the near-human race, but remembers me, the leader of the hybrid is still a hybrid!" The Baidong tribe chief said: "And, your spiritual leader will soon be finished, our gods are solitary. Tu Shizi will soon have a lot of Lanling hybrids. The hybrid Lanling itself is difficult to protect, even his wife can not keep it, you even tried to escape his evil tribe? Hahahaha..."

"Come, come on the magic leopard cage." The white cave tribe chief shouted: "The poisonous snake giant cylinder, get on the fire pit!"

A moment later, a huge iron cage was lifted up, with five fierce devils inside.

The serpent giant cylinder has a diameter of more than ten meters, and it has thousands of poisonous snakes.

The fire pit is also a huge tank filled with red carbon.

"I kindly take care of your despicable close-knit people. You are not grateful, but you still try to escape, and try to go to the hybrid Lanling." The Baidong tribe chieftain said: "I am the most kind and gave you three." Kind of choice, the first one is eaten by the magic leopard, the second choice is killed by a poisonous snake, the third choice, thrown into the fire pit to burn alive!"

Then, the Baidong tribe chief waved his hand.

The first group of slaves were taken out, for a total of ten people.

The chief of the Baidong tribe came forward: "Come, choose a way to die."

The ten near-human slaves squatted on the ground and did not move.

The white-dong tribe chief chief’s eyes fell on the face of a delicate and close-knit girl. “I’m not good to you, swearing? You’re so mean, I’ve slept you three times, and I’m still giving you I am a night pot, you don’t even know how to lift, you want to escape, want to go to the hybrid Lanling?"

The near-human girl looked up and fearlessly cold: "Our great master will not let you go."

"Your master is me..." The young chief looked at the hair of the near-human girl and screamed: "The hybrid Lanling is hard to protect himself. His own wife can't keep it. He has to be taken away by the orphaned son. You actually still Counting on him, hahaha...that is, far away, if he dares to come to my Baidong tribe, I promise to cast him alive and casten his head down to be my urinal, hahaha..."

Then, the young chief asked loudly to the tribal executives who attended the ceremony: "You said, how should this group be executed?"

"Throwing a snake cave, throwing a snake cave..." The white-hole tribe of the courtesy shouted excitedly, both men and women were excited.

"Okay, then throw a snake..." the young chief gave an order.

Suddenly, the first group of near-human escaping slaves were thrown into the huge snake cylinder, and thousands of poisonous snakes immediately rushed around, and opened their teeth and slammed them.

"Ah...ah..."

These ten near-human slaves issued a fierce sorrow.

"Good, good, good..."

The white-hole tribes at the ceremony, regardless of gender, young and old, applauded and watched the blood, this is really exciting.

In just two minutes, the first group of slaves were all killed by poisonous snakes, and the screams were cut off.

The second group of slaves was taken up.

The young chiefs went forward: "Old hybrids, three ways to die, you choose one!"

This old, near-human man was also castrated and was wearing a skeleton and was dying.

The old, near-human slave trembled: "The great master will not let you go, he will certainly avenge us."

"Revenge..." The chieftain of the young man seized the head of the old man and slammed the king's head and smashed it.

"Where is the orchid hybrid, you come, you come... your miscellaneous seed people are being smashed by me, and I am slaughtered by me, hahaha..." The little chief screamed and laughed: "Turtle Lanling, Even my wife can't keep it, and I still avenge you, hahaha..."

And just at this time...

Suddenly, there was a burst of smoke coming from afar.

A huge black shadow, like a black cloud, is far and near.

Then, the deafening sound, the whole ground was shaking.

The chief of the Baidong tribe, the chieftain of the small horror looked at the distance dozens of miles away.

What happened in the end?

The shadow of this group of shadows is too fast. In just one or two minutes, the Baidong tribe is only less than a kilometer away.

And they saw it clearly on the top of the castle, it turned out to be a Centaur cavalry!

Then, a huge three-headed Chimera appeared from the sky. Lanling rode three Chimera beasts and led two hundred death warriors on a sneaky scorpion. They flew from the east and flew toward the Baidong tribe.

These two hundred ghosts are the masters of the small Rakshasa, and they are the dowry of the Princess of Sayan.

The white cave tribe chief, the little chief, trembling, like a lightning strike!

Lan Ling turned out to be really...coming!

These near-human slaves saw this scene and could not believe their eyes.

The great master, the great near-human co-owner, the great flaming demon tribe chief, the flaming demon lord Lanling actually came.

"The enemy attack, the enemy attack..."

The Baidong tribe chief screamed: "The army is assembling, preparing for war, preparing for war..."

Suddenly, the soldiers of the entire Baidong tribe began to assemble quickly and rushed to the wall.

......

The Centaur army was lightning-fast, and in just a few minutes, it rushed under the walls of the Baidong tribe.

When Lan Ling waved his hand, the 20,000-and-a-half-man army stopped in an instant.

Then riding the three-headed Chimera, quietly floating in the air waiting.

What he is waiting for, waiting for the other army to complete the assembly, so that the killing speed is fast and efficient.

After half an hour, the Baidong tribe was assembled.

20,000 troops, 20,000 militia.

The Baidong tribe chief stood in the city and trembled coldly: "The flaming demon flaglord Lanling, you know that this is the territory of the demon flag. You dare to invade the sun. You are rebelling, and you are not going to fade quickly, otherwise I The Devil's Flag will definitely lead you to kill you!"

Lan Ling did not answer, waved indifferently...

The 20,000-and-a-half-man army has flooded the tide.

The wall of six or seven meters high could not be blocked, and it was easy to jump up.

"Booming..."

Only the violent roar, the earth shivered.

The 20,000-and-a-half-man army plowed the past.

The battle begins...

The battle is over...

In less than five minutes, the battle is over.

The 20,000-strong army of the Baidong tribe defending the city wall and the 20,000 militiamen were all killed and trampled into meat.

The 20,000-and-a-half-strong army continued to charge and proceeded.

Like a war behemoth, like a thunder and a huge wave, all the houses of the Baidong tribe were shattered and turned into ruins.

After a quarter of an hour...

The Baidong tribe becomes a ruin!

Lanling rode three Chimera animals and landed slowly on the square of the hilltop castle.

Suddenly, two thousand people of the near-human slaves crouched on the ground. In the cave below the mountain, thousands of close-knit slaves emerged, and they also swayed toward Lanling, trembled and wept.

"See my great master..."

All the near-human slaves, all on the ground, three weeks and nine worships, and then will be completely completely attached to the ground.

All men are castrated.

Regardless of men and women, all of them are indifferent, and these close-knit slaves are terrible.

On the avenue of the Baidong tribe, there are thousands of corpses hanging, all of which are slaves of the human race.

Every near-human slave is tortured and killed.

Lanling looked stunned. Every closeman was a precious seed. All the male slaves were castrated. How can they breed future generations, how to build a powerful empire for Lanling?

"Master, grabbed more than 10,000 prisoners."

Lan Ling asked: "Hook, these fellow people of the near-human can walk back to the territory of the Yanqi Banner?"

Hooked and shook his head: "Their bodies are too weak, and they can't go far, and they can't go to the Yanqi flag."

These near-human slaves can't go back to the Yanqiu flag, and Lanling has no extra troops to **** them back to the Fire City, so they can only stay in the Baidong tribe for a while, just as there is still a lot of food in this tribe. Don't worry about starving.

However, after the departure of Lanling, the tens of thousands of Raksha captives should kill these near-human slaves, so...

"This tribe will not be captured, all killed!" Lanling Road.

"Yes!"

Then, slam a command.

‘“唰...” The Centaur Samurai smashed his hand and killed more than 10,000 prisoners.

Lanling headed for the near-human slaves: "I will continue to lead the army deeper and cannot bring you back to the flaming magic flag. You should stay here first, raise your body and arm yourself. When I destroy the Tianmo flag, I will take it with you. Go home!"

"Yes..." All the near-human slaves crouched on the ground.

"Let's take a look at Beijing!" Lanling Road.

20,000 and a half horse warriors started, just after half an hour.

A huge human head Jingguan built a full tens of thousands of skulls into a pyramid of tens of meters high.

It seems that the picture is extremely shocking.

Lanling did not make any speech to the near-human slaves, but directly ordered: "Go, go to the next tribe...",

Then, he led two hundred death warriors, 20,000 and a half horses, and the tides generally went north, and rushed toward the next Tianmoqi tribe.

All the near-human slaves bleed in the direction of Lanling’s departure, and they burst into tears. They were excited and shivered: “Gong Gong, His Majesty, Long Live, Long Live, Long Live...”

At this moment, all the near-human slaves felt that they were not hurting, as if they were full of strength.

Because they are liberated, they have their own country.

Soon, thousands of close-knit slaves first found clothes to wear, and then selected a few seniors as temporary leaders. Pick out the strong, put on the armor, pick up the weapons, and form a rough army.

These thousands of slaves of the original ethnic group occupied the hilltop castle of the Baidong tribe, waiting for Lanling to return.

After an hour...

The second tribe of the Tianmoqi was destroyed.

After three hours, the third tribe was destroyed.

After five hours, the fourth tribe was destroyed.

After twenty-four hours, nine tribes were destroyed!

After forty-eight hours!

Twenty-one tribes were destroyed.

After eight days and eight nights...

Forty-nine tribes in the Tianqu flag were destroyed, and all the tribal cities on the land of more than 350,000 square kilometers were razed to the ground.

More than a million Tianmaoqi tribe warriors were all killed.

More than one hundred of the martial arts masters were all swallowed by Lan Ling and turned into death warriors.

The death warrior regiment under Lanling has increased to more than 300 people.

On the territory of Tianmoqi, Lanling built a 50-person head of Jingguan.

More than 300,000 people have been liberated.

After killing for nine days and nine nights, Lan Ling only suspended the pace of revenge.

The angels of the Devil City rode the lions and beasts, overlooking the horrors of the dozens of tribes that were destroyed, and then fled.

The whole day of the demon flag territory, shaking the sky!

......

Rakshasa City!

The Prince was still under house arrest, and the Prince’s House was still surrounded by the group.

No matter whether it is the Prince of Rakshasa or the Prince of Sayan, you must not step out of the door.

Prince Rahsai is not allowed to go out because of his will.

And the Princess of Sayan dared to leave the Prince's House, and he would immediately be taken away by the orphans.

Last time, Meng Duoluo tried to make a heart-to-heart talk with Prince Rocha, but it was not happy.

After the sacrifice of the heavens, the orphaned son represented the Nether Prince and the dream of the dream. This is already the second secret contact between her and the Nether King.

After several exploratory contacts, the two sides finally entered a deeper conversation.

"Dream Dorothy, everyone can see that the Prince of Tang Dynasty has been finished, no more than a month, the Nether Prince will be replaced." Orphan Tu: "At that time, where will the dream of the king of the tortoise?"

Dream Dora is frowning and she carries an important mission.

Once the Prince Razor is finished, her mission cannot be completed, and she cannot be accountable to the Nabo County. Her value will be completely lost.

Therefore, she must choose another object, and the Nether Prince may be the only choice.

The lonely Tuzi handed over a beautiful cup of the past: "This cup is exactly the same as that used by His Royal Highness. It is not only the shape, but even the energy. You give this cup to the Prince, so the Prince of Nether You can feel your goodwill."

The lonely Tuzi did not dare to touch the cup, but sealed it inside a spar box.

Obviously, this cup will kill people.

The Nether Prince can not only replace the little Rakshasa, but also kill him.

Dreaming a little hesitated for a moment, took over this terrible cup, she did not dare to open, did not dare to touch, but sealed in the spar box.

The lonely Tuzi smiled and said: "Meng Daluo Wang Hao is really wise, I will wait for your good news."

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