Yun Che grabbed it with both hands, darkness surged in his right hand, and a storm roared in his left hand. Two mysterious lights, one black and one green, burst out, and then merged strangely in mid-air, turning into a dark storm that swept towards the west at an extremely terrifying speed.
Under the aura of the Demon Lord, no one dares to touch this dark storm, let alone stop it.
As it approached, the dark storm suddenly split, like two roaring dragons, rushing towards the Chi Dragon Emperor and the Hidden Dragon Emperor, one on the left and the other on the right.
Although the pressure on the Chi Dragon Emperor and the Hidden Dragon Emperor is weaker than that of the Dragon God, even if they try to crush the dragon soul, the dragon power they can operate is less than 20% of the usual, and their will has become even more fragile.
With the power of the Azure Dragon Emperor no longer left, let alone the power to fight back, he could not even shout out a complete sentence of rebuke, insult, or pleading.
Once a person who has a compassionate heart and never wants to compete with the world for a hundred thousand years becomes ruthless, it is often far more terrifying than imagined.
Ever since Emperor Qinglong took action against the Emperor Chi Tribe and the Hidden Dragon Tribe, her attacks became more and more cruel each time. The crazy bursting ice, the cold air that eroded the bones and sealed the soul, and the roaring waves that swallowed the sky, made everyone
The Chilong and the Hidden Dragon howled in despair, making all the blue dragons tremble with fear.
It didn't take too long, and most of the Chilong and Hidden Dragons were already dead. However, both the Chilong Emperor and the Hidden Dragon Emperor were severely injured. Their internal organs and meridians had been completely eroded by the cold air. They were indestructible thanks to the support of their powerful dragon bodies.
End your life.
The dark storm was coming, and the Azure Dragon Emperor rolled up the water curtain. Just as he was about to stop it, he suddenly noticed Yun Che's aura and quickly retreated, feeling shocked and confused.
call!!
The two dark storms roughly rolled up the Chi Dragon Emperor and the Hidden Dragon Emperor respectively, and then suddenly rolled back, throwing them out.
The two Western God Emperors fiercely flew through the air with long black marks, and landed heavily in front of Yun Che.
Under the dark mysterious energy that bound their souls, the Chi Dragon Emperor and the Hidden Dragon Emperor could only twitch in pain. When they touched Yun Che's cold eyes, their whole bodies became cold, and even their twitching suddenly stopped.
Although they are both emperors, they are like two pitiful maggots in front of Yun Che.
Not bothering to spend a word on them, not even bothering to tilt his gaze slightly, Yun Che raised his foot again and stepped down ruthlessly with a cruel dark light.
There was a crack, and Emperor Chilong didn't even have time to moan for mercy before he was trampled to pieces like the God Emperor of All Things, leaving no intact body.
In the history of the God Realm, the God-Emperors basically all died. Not to mention the God-Emperor, the death of an existence at the level of the Star God and the Moon God was a major event that shocked the entire God Realm.
But today, these god-emperors were crushed together and killed like a group of fragile grasshoppers.
He tilted his body, and just as he was about to crush the Dragon Emperor himself, Yan Wu's hateful trembling voice suddenly came to his ears: "Demon Lord, please give me the life of this thief... to execute him."
Yan Wu was covered in blood and her injuries were shocking. Even with the blessing of the Demon Calamity God, her actions still seemed particularly difficult, but she gritted her teeth and rushed over.
The White Rainbow Dragon God, the Wanxiang God Emperor, the Chi Dragon Emperor, and the Hidden Dragon Emperor, these are the four culprits who forced Yan Tianxiao to sacrifice himself. The other three were all dead. As a daughter, at least...
The black energy on Yun Che's body subsided slightly. He glanced at Qianye Ying'er, then flew out with a kick, destroying the last remaining dragon breath and vitality on the Dragon Emperor's body, and at the same time kicked his half-dead body towards Yan Wu.
Yan Wu's eyes glowed with blood, and her body released the power of Yama that was so ferocious that it almost exceeded the limit. She did not use the Yama gun, but used her hand as a spear, which penetrated directly into the body of the Dragon Emperor. Yan was filled with endless hatred.
Demonic power exploded violently on his imperial body.
The Dragon Emperor's eyes widened, and the last image in his pupils was the dragons in the distance being slaughtered by darkness and blood...
How I wish...all this...is just a nightmare...
boom!!
Yan Wu's power surged in again, and it exploded even more violently than before, completely extinguishing his last consciousness and shattering his imperial dragon body that had been proud of him for tens of thousands of years.
The dragon's blood dyed Yan Wu's arms red and splashed all over her body. She stared blankly ahead, her eyes filled with mist and rain, falling out of control.
Father, have you seen all of this...
Your death was not in vain... Your last strength and will protected the Demon Lord's safe return, and gave us the new life that we in the Northern God Territory have been dreaming of for countless years...
You are a member of the Yama clan...and your daughter will always be proud of you!
When she was stunned, Yun Che appeared beside her at some point. He stretched out his hand, and a pure dark light swept from her cheek to her bra and then to the hem of her skirt, erasing all the traces of her body.
The dirty blood caressed her scars.
"..." Yan Wu turned around in confusion and looked at Yun Che with hazy eyes.
"Don't let this dirty blood taint yourself, let alone have your heart and soul damaged." Yun Che said, his words lacked the previous gloomy evil spirit, and there was gentleness in his coldness: "Your father's spirit in heaven, what he wants to see most, must be
She is a better daughter and a better Yama Realm."
After finishing his words, Yun Che raised his hand, the magic light flashed slightly, and a large black cauldron appeared in front of him.
The weapon left behind by the devil in the world of Yama, the Yama Crossing Underworld Cauldron!
Six groups of dark auras with different auras floated in the cauldron... One of them was the aura of Yama that her father carried during his lifetime.
(There is a source of power of Yama, which will die forever with Tian Guhu.)
The Yamadu Mingding Cauldron was snatched by Yun Che from the hands of the Three Yama Ancestors. Even Yan Tianxiao could not touch it a few times during his reign as emperor. With the Yamadu Mingding Cauldron in hand, Yun Che can control the Yama Realm forever.
Now, it has been returned to Yan Wu.
It also gave Yama Realm complete freedom and self in the new world in the future.
Yan Wu stretched out her hand and took the Yamadu Mingding Cauldron. Her cheeks were trembling, and her lips unconsciously clenched and then clenched... When she put away the Yamadu Mingduding Cauldron, her emotions finally broke out.
, suddenly hugged Yun Che fiercely, buried her head on his chest and cried bitterly.
"Uh..." Yun Che's eyes widened, he leaned back and subconsciously raised his hands... but the crying in his ears was too heartbreaking, and he did not push her away in the end.
"~!@#￥%..." The emotion in Qianye Ying'er's heart instantly turned into a burst of anger. She turned away, gritted her teeth and whispered: "Bitch man!"
Under Yan Yiyan Er Yan San's ghost claws, the last withered dragon and dragon god were also dead. They shook off the dragon blood on their hands and looked in the direction of Yun Che... Then their whole bodies trembled at the same time, and their eyes almost blinked.
Didn't glare.
I'm going to...
Is it possible that after all these many things... my great-granddaughter will also be worshiped as an ancestor in the future?
Behind them, at their feet, dragon corpses and bones were scattered on the ground.
The five dead dragons and the seven dragon gods did not die heroically and tragically, without even the slightest pomp and circumstance. They were like several wild dogs on the roadside who were beaten to death in turn with random sticks.
The Dragon King, the Withered Dragon, the Dragon God...the supreme prestige that had lasted for millions of years was completely destroyed in just one day.
Even if there are people of the Dragon God lineage in future generations, they will definitely use any means to bury this extremely humiliating history.
The battlefields in the West are much more bloody and tragic.
What the Northern Territory profound practitioners need to release and vent is not only the anger and hatred of today, but also the gloom, despair, sadness, pain, and resentment of the Northern Territory for millions of years...
Being under the suppression of the dragon god's soul power, and being not suppressed by the soul power, are two completely different worlds. The battlefield that was supposed to be fighting each other has turned into a slaughterhouse of almost unilateral slaughter.
The demonic blood burned violently, and the dragon kings who had released their dragon power that made them despair all turned into worms at their mercy.
They threw the dragon kings and master dragons to the ground one after another, and the dark demonic energy wildly bombarded and pierced their bodies... Some even did not understand their hatred, tearing them with their arms and biting them with their teeth.
The Chilong Clan and the Hidden Dragon Clan witnessed the tragic deaths of the Chilong Emperor and the Hidden Dragon Emperor with their own eyes, and even their last beliefs completely collapsed. In front of them was the ghost-violent Northern Mysterious Master, and behind them was the decisive backstab of the Azure Dragon Clan...
…
It's simply a few points more miserable than the Dragon God Clan.
It's not that they can't accept death, but how can they be so miserable, dying like animals without the power to struggle.
They put down all their dignity and tried their best to beg for mercy, but what they got in exchange was that the other party had no hesitation and no tolerance for blood-stained claws.
The Wanxiang God Clan, which had some resistance, was tortured by the unicorns, howling like ghosts and wolves. The powerful God Lord, who was usually difficult to die, was mostly dead in just a moment.
With every breath and every moment, countless dragon blood is sprayed wantonly, turning the sky in the ruined divine realm into a dark blood color.
The air was filled with thicker and thicker blood mist, and every breath felt like inhaling dragon's blood.
Long Bai lay prone on the ground, his fellow clansmen screaming in his ears, but no one paid him any attention.
The majestic dragon is like a broken shoe abandoned in a ditch, no one cares about it.
Long Bai has lived for a full 350,000 years, and the twelve hours in a day are just a snap of his fingers. But at this moment, every moment is like a thousand years of suffering.
He witnessed the ancestors of the withered dragons he awakened being slaughtered, and witnessed the complete destruction of the Dragon God.
Everyone died tragically, and in my ears I could hear the extremely tragic howl of the Dragon Lord Dragon...
Perhaps, he would rather die immediately, at least without having to suffer such physical and spiritual torture.
But no one has ever come to kill him, not even an unknown mortal that he usually doesn't bother to look at.
But Yun Che, whom he hated so much, was high in the sky, proudly bearing the admiration and awe of everyone.
unfair...
I am the Dragon Emperor, and I have lived for 350,000 years. I have also cultivated mysteries, mind, and soul for 350,000 years before I can become the emperor of this lifetime.
And he, a young man who is only half a century old, is only one ten thousandth of my life... but he has frustrated and humiliated me to this point, and at the same time destroyed the Dragon God lineage that has been around for millions of years...
The inheritance of the evil god, the legacy of the devil emperor, the gift of the dragon god, even Shen Xi...
Why...why is it that he has everything he can get when others try their best to get it...
Why is heaven so unfair!
Why is fate so ridiculous!!
Why……
He struggled and finally stood up bit by bit, but as soon as he stood up, he suddenly fell to his knees again and could not even straighten his upper body.
His serious injuries were more than just external injuries. His internal organs and meridians had long been devoured by the darkness, and the flames had burned them to pieces. If his vitality had not been too strong, other living beings would have died thousands of times.
Above, Yan Wu, who had gradually stopped crying, left Yun Che's chest in a panic. She had no time to wipe away the tears, lowered her head and said in panic: "Yes... I'm sorry, Lord Demon, Yan Wu offended..."
Yun Che shook his head and said with a smile: "Just cry out."
"..." Yan Wu touched the jade face with his palm, and said resolutely: "Demon Lord, don't worry, my descendants of Yan Mo are not that fragile. Yan Wu promised the Demon Lord that within ten thousand years, Yan Mo can return to the past.
Glory, become the sharpest and most loyal demon blade in the hands of the demon lord!"
This statement also tells Yun Che that she has decided to take over the future of the Yama Realm.
"Okay." Yun Che nodded: "I'll wait and see."
Turning around, he whispered in the ears of all the profound practitioners in the Northern Territory: "Fight quickly!"
With Xuan Gang as the carrier, the consumption of Xuan Li and soul power at the same time will naturally last much longer than the consumption of pure soul. In addition, after nearly three years of fusion and cultivation with Shui Meiyin Wugou's soul, his comprehensive soul power
And his control over the Dragon God's soul are far superior to before.
But this can be called the most powerful soul suppression in the world, and there is no doubt that it still cannot last for long.
At this moment, he had begun to feel slightly dizzy. However, as a demon lord, he naturally could not express it.
Under the order of the Demon Lord, the Northern Mystics immediately gave up their cruelty, and every ray of demonic energy went straight to the vital point. The speed of the dragon lord, dragon, dragon, dragon, and jackal dragon's corpse suddenly increased sharply.
But this is not a relief for them.
Shui Meiyin placed Shui Yingyue on the barrier, and instantly walked to Yun Che's side, pressing her small hands on his back. Under the warmth of Wugou's soul, Yun Che's slightly chaotic senses suddenly became extremely clear.
"Don't worry, I can completely hold on." Yun Che said with relief.
After relaxing for a while under Shui Meiyin's innocent soul, Yun Che moved and came to the front of Taichu Dragon Emperor.
Without the need for words, the Taichu Dragon Emperor's eyes flashed with white light, and a translucent barrier gently held the unconscious Cai Zhi and fell towards Yun Che.
Yun Che stretched out his hand, held her in his arms very gently and carefully, and put her into his arms.
Over the years, Caizhi's figure and appearance had not changed at all. Her exquisite body was extremely light and delicate, lying in his arms like a sleeping kitten.
She was not seriously injured, but her whole body was extremely weak, and she obviously fought to the last bit of strength.
His arms slowly hugged her little by little. Yun Che lowered his head and looked at her pale face. He looked at her in silence for a long time before he raised his head and said: "Dragon Emperor Taichu, this demon lord will never forget your family's great kindness.
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In today's battle, most of the Taichu Dragon Clan's core had withered away, and the Taichu Dragon Emperor did his best to protect Caizhi's safety. No matter what, it was a great favor to him.
"It doesn't matter." Taichu Dragon Emperor said, "Just be kind to my lord."
"Yes." Yun Che responded lightly. Caizhi is his wife, so there is no need for extra commitment for this kind of thing.
He should be able to remove the demonic mark planted by the Heaven Smiting Demon Emperor on the Taichu Dragon Clan with his eternal calamity of darkness.
However, Yun Che only hesitated for a very short time and did not mention it.
