The person who came had long blood-colored hair and old clothes.
There was a faint blood evil ring floating around.
Although he didn't take the initiative to release that aura.
But the faint imperial power still caused the place to tremble slightly.
This figure is clearly the Lord of the Blood Pagoda, the King of Imperial Realm Killers, Gou Sheng.
This is the ancestral land of the Jun family. He was able to come here obviously with Jun Xiaoyao's permission.
After the immortal war against the three killer dynasties ended.
The King of Killers also returned to the Desolate Heaven Fairyland with the team of Emperor Emperor Court.
Even the Jun family cannot ignore this great emperor.
But fortunately, he has been suppressed by the Mother of the Flower of the Other Side, and there is a mark of destruction in his body to detect his every move.
If he makes the slightest move, he will die immediately.
The mark of destruction left by the Supreme Emperor is not so easy to unravel.
Now, only Jun Xiaoyao can command the King of Killers.
At this moment, the King of Killers finally regained some of his dignity as an emperor.
After all, he was almost driven crazy by the nine-headed lion before, and all his qualifications as an emperor were lost.
Now, seeing Jun Xiaoyao, the Killer King also had a look of surprise in his eyes.
"The three quasi-emperors encircled and suppressed, and finally self-destructed. It was rumored that you were seriously injured. Now it seems that you have deceived everyone."
The King of Killers had deep blood eyes, and then looked at Xiao Qianxue, who was sleeping next to Jun Xiaoyao.
His pupils suddenly shrank, and he noticed an aura that made him a little afraid.
"No wonder..."
The King of Killers was thoughtful.
Jun Xiaoyao looked at the King of Killers.
Facing a great emperor, his attitude remained calm and peaceful, saying: "I heard that my nine-headed lion mount almost drove you crazy?"
The King of Killers' cheeks twitched slightly.
This is a pot that should not be opened or lifted.
He felt as if he was about to hear the name of the Emperor of the Shithole again.
"Hmph, if it's just to humiliate the emperor, then forget it."
"This emperor truly cannot believe that a supreme emperor can actually take action against you."
"But if the rest of my life is just humiliation, then I would rather die together."
Although the King of Killers has a strong desire to survive.
But it’s not so lowly that it’s just an ignoble existence.
"Haha, you do think too much." Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.
"To be honest, I admire people like you, the King of Killers. It's better to die than live."
"Only those who are alive are called emperors. Those who are dead have nothing but a handful of dirt and reputation."
"Only when you can bend and stretch can you show your true qualities as a hero."
Jun Xiaoyao's words actually made the King of Killers look a little unnatural.
He also thought that Jun Xiaoyao would humiliate and suppress him to train him.
Unexpectedly, Jun Xiaoyao didn't mean this at all.
"Do you think that if you say these two words, I will become your slave and follow you wholeheartedly?" said the King of Killers.
"Now in your eyes, I may just be a junior with a little talent and power."
"But believe me, it won't take long before there will be one more person who realizes the truth in this world."
"In the near future, following me will be your honor, not your black history."
Jun Xiaoyao spoke calmly and confidently, which made the King of Killers look sideways.
If other people say this, it is indeed no different from bragging.
But when Jun Xiaoyao said it, it always gave people the feeling that it should be like this.
"I have plans for the Emperor's Court and want to establish six departments."
"One of them, called ANBU, specializes in assassinations and is the dagger in the shadows."
"If you join, you will become the master of ANBU."
Jun Xiaoyao's words made the King of Killers look strange.
He smiled coldly and said: "I am not the master of the Blood Pagoda, but now I want to be your master of ANBU?"
Jun Xiaoyao shook his head and smiled: "I guarantee that the Emperor's Court will be billions of times more powerful than the Blood Pagoda, and even...can replace the Immortal Court!"
Jun Xiaoyao's words made the King of Killers stunned.
Can the Imperial Court replace the Immortal Court?
The King of Killers thought it was ridiculous, but he couldn't laugh.
Because at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's demeanor and power are really like the master of the imperial court, as if he can make all living beings surrender!
For some reason, the King of Killers couldn't say a word to refute.
Jun Xiaoyao continued: "Heroes don't care about their origins. King of killers, make your choice."
"If you don't agree, I won't force you. You can leave directly, but the mark of destruction in your body will remain to prevent you from taking revenge."
"If you agree, then you will be a member of the Emperor's Court. You will have all the dignity and treatment you deserve. No one will dare to treat you as a slave."
Jun Xiaoyao spoke loudly at this moment.
He doesn't need insincere people.
So what if he is the Great Emperor.
If you just rely on force, even if you let him join the Emperor's Court, there will be problems in the future.
Not to mention that the King of Killers himself has a somewhat cold and twisted nature.
When the King of Killers heard this, he was silent at first, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Haha, a hero doesn't ask where he comes from. A good hero doesn't ask where he comes from."
"I tried to win, but my whole family was exterminated, I escaped from the cesspit, and I was laughed at, ridiculed, and suppressed by others."
"In the end, I fought all the way to prove the truth with my killing."
"Every origin is fictitious. Heroes don't care about their origins. I like this sentence!"
"Jun Xiaoyao, you are an interesting person. It doesn't matter if I play this game with you!"
For a long time, the King of Killers has been obsessed with his origins and tragic past.
So whenever someone talks about Gou Sheng or Shithole Emperor, he will get angry and lose his temper.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao's heroic words, regardless of their origin, completely untied the knot in his heart!
No matter what the past is, the future will determine everything!
"One word is settled." Jun Xiaoyao said.
"It's a deal!" The King of Killers laughed.
Who would have thought.
In the future, the Anbu of the Emperor's Court, which would scare the entire world and fear them like a tiger, was actually established under such circumstances.
And this leader of the Anbu, the king of killers, will also become a high-level boss in the Jundi Court in the future, a living king of hell that will tremble in the world!
This king of killers was finally conquered.
Seeing the King of Killers leaving, Jun Xiaoyao smiled with satisfaction.
When it comes to controlling people's hearts, Jun Xiaoyao can be said to be very insightful and thoughtful.
"The next step is the Forgotten Kingdom. What are the clues to Emperor Wu Zhong's so-called Huang Emperor?"
…
About a few months passed.
On this day, in the Huntian Immortal Realm.
The strange glowing demon star suddenly bloomed with a bright light as bright as blood.
The vast blood-colored light swayed deep into the universe, turning into a brilliant red.
It was like a world opened up.
A hazy and fuzzy world was suddenly illuminated by a bloody light.
It stretches endlessly and is extremely ancient, as if it has finally been awakened after sleeping for countless epochs.
"It has appeared, and the entrance to the Forgotten Kingdom is about to open!"
"This is one of the seven mysteries in the Immortal Realm. I really want to know how incredible it is!"
Countless monks were amazed.
But many people can only watch from outside the Huntian Fairy Domain.
Suddenly, a loud bell sounded.
That was the sound of the fairy bell in the Fairy Garden.
Representatives of the nine great immortal traditions will gather together, and the Forgotten Realm experience will begin.
Among them are the ruins of the ancient fairy court.
The Nine Immortal Talents and their followers will start a fierce battle!