"Bai Qingshui" was practicing, his whole body was shrouded in black mist, and the air was filled with cold evil aura.
Outside the Nether Palace, there lies a bird monster with nine heads. This is the Nine Infants.
It's his car.
At this moment, Jian Guihong, Ouyang Tiangang, and Mu Tianqi were waiting outside the hall.
It wasn't until they heard noise coming from inside that the three of them went in.
"See Evil Emperor."
Now, Bai Qingshui has proclaimed himself emperor and has announced it to the world. The entire Holy Emperor City is under his control, including the nobles of the family, all of whom surrender.
Above, "Bai Qingshui" slowly opened his eyes, a pair of dark yellow vertical pupils, like a beast, cold, violent and terrifying.
The three of them looked stern and sweat broke out.
"Get up."
The hoarse voice came out slowly.
When they felt the pressure from above fade away, they relaxed slightly and stood up.
After saluting, they began to report on the current situation.
"After the Gate of the Netherworld was opened, hundreds of ghosts were born. According to your instructions, we sacrificed tens of thousands of people and created an army of 100,000 zombies. At present, our army has crossed the west and captured Bianzhou, Shangzhou and other 23
In this city, the number of new zombies has grown to 200,000..."
"Right now, seventeen sects have surrendered to us, including thirteen first-class families, thirty-six second-class families, and seventy-one third-class families... We have planted blood leeches in the main bodies of each sect leader's family. From now on,
Afterwards, they are the master’s puppets, only obeying your orders..."
"very good."
There was finally movement from above, "But..."
The three of them looked stiff.
"Not enough."
The hoarse voice echoed in the empty hall, cold and penetrating.
It's like a whisper from hell.
"Living sacrifices are not enough..."
He suddenly stood up and walked down.
The long black robe was trailing behind him, but there was no movement at all as he walked down the road.
Extremely weird.
"If I want to feed my children, I need more sacrifices. Not those ants, but... more delicious sacrifices."
His long nails lifted Mu Tianqi's chin, and his vertical pupils were locked on him like the eyes of a devil.
Mu Tianqi's whole body was stiff, as if his heart was being pinched gently by a pair of invisible hands, and his blood would be splattered on the spot at any time!
"I will give you ten days at most to bring you more delicious sacrifices, otherwise... I will take your place instead."
The three people's expressions were slightly stiff, and they hurriedly said respectfully, "...Yes."
"Go down."
"My subordinates resign."
The three of them left respectfully, and "Bai Qingshui" took a deep breath, as if feeling new life.
At this time, he suddenly held his head, his face suddenly changed, and the black mist on his body flickered.
There was a voice ringing in my head, as if trying desperately to escape...
"Ah! Shut up, shut up! You ant..."
The light in Bai Qingshui's eyes flickered, sometimes dark yellow, sometimes dark... It was as if there were two souls competing...
Jiang Xie didn't expect that the consciousness of this body was still there, and it persisted for so long. He was just a mere ant... but he still dared to compete with him!
"ah--!"
After a while, the voice in my head disappeared.
The Evil Emperor opened his eyes, his pupils erect.
"Here comes someone."
"His Majesty."
"Go, I want sacrifices, fresh ones, a hundred."
"yes."
Soon, a hundred living human monks were brought in in chains. They were all prisoners of the aristocratic sects. They were in ragged clothes and looked frightened.
"Get in!!"
The door of Nether Palace slowly closed.
Soon, several shrill screams came from inside!
After a while, the sound disappeared.
A thick pool of blood overflowed from the crack in the door and flowed to the steps outside...
Although I have seen the servants outside countless times, they are still trembling all over and looking pale...
They know that they are still standing here alive now, not because of the picky person inside. People with low spirits like them can't get into his eyes at all... But who knows when they will follow him inside.
Like everyone else, they died without a burial place?!
From a distance, Mu Tianqi looked a little ugly when he heard the sound coming from the direction of Nether Palace.
This month, they have sent people to the palace more than a dozen times. The evil emperor wants more and more "sacrifice", and the "quality" is getting better and better. He no longer looks down on ordinary sacrifices. If he continues to do this
Going down, Mu Tianqi was worried that sooner or later the Evil Emperor would be dissatisfied with ordinary monks...
This thought only flashed across his mind for a moment, and was put aside by Mu Tianqi.
The Evil Emperor has entered the evil path, and now there is no way back.
"Aren't you going to report back to the master about Tianshui?"
At this time, Jian Guihong suddenly spoke, while Mu Tianqi said expressionlessly, "I have my own plan for this matter."
"Oh, I lost 60,000 zombies, but didn't even bring anything back. If the master knows about this..."
"Your Majesty has many things to worry about, so there is no need to bother him with this trivial matter. You have this free time to worry about me, so why not think carefully about how to capture Nanting Jiuzhou as soon as possible. I heard that Emperor Xuan Cang Hong Po has returned, and you should fight with him
He was defeated several times, and a lot of the zombie army was destroyed, right? Does your Majesty know about this?"
A cold murderous intention flashed in Jian Guihong's eyes, and the air suddenly became heavy.
Finally, Jian Guihong sneered and walked away.
Mu Tianqi snorted coldly, Jian Guihong, relying on the Evil Emperor's favor, became more arrogant and domineering, and did not take them seriously anymore.
"What nonsense are you talking to him?" Ouyang Tiangang said, "He is at the height of his power now. It will do us no good to confront him."
"I just can't stand his arrogant and arrogant expression." Mu Tianqi snorted coldly.
They all sacrificed their lives to the devil, what's the difference between them?
"Okay, let's go back." Ouyang Tiangang waved his hand, turned around and left.
Mu Tianqi watched him leave with a cold light in his eyes.
Among the three, he is weak. Now he can only temporarily align with Ouyang Tiangang's interests to jointly resist Jian Guihong. Otherwise, where can he find a place among the three kings?
He only sat on the position of the Three Kings because of his contribution during the turmoil in the Holy Emperor City. Now there are countless people below who are eyeing his position, waiting to bite a piece of meat from him, or directly
Kill him and sit in this position.
The leader of the Wanxiang Sect, as well as the old immortals from several major empires... are all very ambitious. If he doesn't work hard, he will die sooner or later without a burial place.
Mu Tianqi closed his eyes deeply, and when he opened them again, there was no ripples inside.
Today, the world does not know that "White Emperor" is no longer the former White Emperor.
The evil god was born and the world was in chaos.
The real era of disaster has arrived.
Standing in the eye of the storm, engulfed in darkness, he had no way out.
…
The God Realm was in chaos. After the fall of the Holy Emperor City, zombie armies were raging everywhere soon. The entire God Realm was in flames of war and corpses were everywhere.
In just one month, a new pattern has emerged. (To be continued)