722: Lanling Is Evil to the End! Mokan Spurts Blood!

Heavenly Demon Banner Battlefield!

The craziest devouring in Lanling's history is over.

But there are two people that he didn't devour or kill, that is Mrs. Heisha and Prince Gutu!

Lanling's golden bloodline swallowed up the energy of this day's number, and it was still extremely silent, as calm as the vast sea.

He didn't immediately use these energies to temper his body and improve his cultivation.

He had to deal with Mrs. Hei Sha and Gu Tu Shizi first.

The two watched Lan Ling suck blood and devour thousands of people, their souls were really scattered and their bodies were paralyzed.

This scene made the mother and son think of a person, the Motuo Empire in the wild north, that peerless powerhouse, relying on his own strength, established the entire Motuo Empire, and even created a brand new demon clan, the vampire demon clan !

Although this demon clan is not recognized by the eight major demon clans, the blood-sucking demon clan is much stronger than your eight major demon clans. If it weren't for the land of the fallen, which is a forbidden area of ​​thousands of miles of life, the army of the demon empire would have stormed down. Invading the entire southern wilderness.

"Strictly speaking, the Heavenly Demon Lord is not dead, and all the strong men who were sucked into mummies by me are not dead..." Lan Ling said slowly: "Soon, they will open their eyes again and become immortal The strong man, become my death warrior, do you know?"

Mrs. Heisha trembled: "I, I know! It's like the vampires in the wild north."

Lan Lingdao: "Once they become my death warriors, they are like my puppets. Only a small number of death warriors can evolve into free and noble individuals, and most of them will become puppet warriors, which will become the extension of my will. I only need one Mind, you can make the death warrior do anything. For example, Mrs. Heisha, as long as I move my mind, you will strip yourself in front of a group of barbarian males, and be ravaged by these barbarian males. No dignity."

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Heisha trembled.

Lan Ling said slowly: "You have two choices, become my death warrior, or die!"

Mrs. Heisha immediately knelt down and said, "I am willing, I am willing to be your death warrior, I am willing... I am willing!"

Gu Tu Shizi also knelt down and said: "I am willing to become a death warrior..."

None of the mother and son wanted to die.

Lan Ling showed an evil smile and said: "But you mother and son, I only accept one to be my death warrior, so between the two of you, one of you must die!"

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Hei Sha and Gu Tu Shi Zi showed despairing expressions.

The two looked at each other, and the lonely prince said tremblingly: "Mother, I am still young, and I have not even married a wife and had children, so you will fulfill me! Maternal nature is great, please sacrifice once for me..."

Mrs. Heisha cried and trembled on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

She really regretted it very much at this time, why did she want to provoke Lan Ling?

Now not only the Heavenly Demon family has been completely wiped out, but even her majestic Raksha King's sister, the princess of the Raksha King Clan, is also in desperation.

She lost everything completely, not only lost her power, family, and dignity, but now even the humanity of the demon race is also lost.

She raised her head, a look of sadness appeared on her graceful and beautiful face, and said slowly: "Gutu, my son...you are my most beloved son, you are my pride..."

Gu Tu Shizi was overjoyed when he heard it, and quickly kowtowed: "Thank you mother, thank you mother..."

Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Heisha held a spar hairpin, pointed it at her son Gutu's chest, and stabbed it fiercely!

"Puff stab..."

Gu Tu Shizi's body trembled, his eyes widened instantly, and he looked at his mother in disbelief.

Lan Ling stepped forward and patted Mrs. Heisha's buttocks lightly.

With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Heisha knelt down with her back to Lan Ling.

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Rakshasa City!

Unlike the Little Rakshasa Mansion, Mokan’s Elder’s Mansion is not resplendent at all, and is even far inferior to the Nether Prince’s Mansion.

Even Sha Yan's Princess Mansion is inferior.

There is only one color in the entire Presbyterian Mansion, and that is gray and black. It is less than a hundred acres in size, there is no garden, and even the house is not gorgeous, but looks very primitive.

Elder Mokan is equivalent to the Prime Minister of the Rakshasa realm. Of course, he would not live in such a primitive and simple mansion. The Rakshasa King offered him a magnificent and huge manor several times, but he refused.

Elder Mokan wanted to show everyone that not only was he not interested in the throne, he didn't even have the slightest bit of power and enjoyment. He was truly pure-hearted and ascetic.

All along, the outside world thinks so of him.

But... Ever since his son Bei Leng Shizi was killed, he seemed to have completely changed his face. He had torn off the mask of asceticism before, and joined the prince's battle with great enthusiasm, and even became the vanguard of Prince Nether. .

In this decisive battle between Tianmo Banner and Lanling, Elder Mokan could have watched the show detachedly.

However, he still sent four Demon Venerables and dozens of Demon Sect experts to support the Heavenly Demon Banner, which was one-third of the top martial arts power in his elder mansion.

Regarding the decisive battle between the Heavenly Demon Banner and the Flame Demon Banner, not everyone has the same opinion.

Everyone believed that Lanling's destruction was a foregone conclusion.

After all, the Heavenly Demon Banner dispatched nearly two million troops!

There are 200,000 Devil Leopard Legion, 15,000 Ghost Ray Legion, nearly 30,000 Air Legion, hundreds of thousands of cavalry, and more than one million infantry.

There are nearly 10,000 warrior legions in Luoye Mansion, and more than 1,000 top martial arts legions in Thirteenth Floor. There are nearly a hundred strongmen above the Mozong level in the Mokan Elder's Mansion.

This power is almost ten times, a hundred times that of Lan Ling.

Therefore, there was only one result. Within an hour, Lanling's centaur army was completely wiped out.

This kind of war is completely killing chickens with the dragon sword and killing carp with the Yitian sword.

Prince Nether had spoken out two or three days ago, and Lan Ling had died two days ago.

Now, Rakshasa City can just wait for the news.

Therefore, now the entire Rakshasa city and the entire Rakshasa realm are waiting for the first news to come.

Lanling is dead, and his centaur army is completely destroyed.

Even Prince Nether is still waiting for Lan Ling's head, and then he will transfer the head to King Rakshasa.

In fact, not many people cared about the fate of Lanling, but everyone cared about the fate of Little Rakshasa.

Because the death of Lanling was the death knell for the little Rakshasa King, the death knell for his crown prince.

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At this time, Elder Mokan was sitting next to him under the grass pavilion, as if he was meditating, but he was actually waiting.

Soon, he felt dozens of energy bodies breaking into the range of his elder mansion.

Four demon-level powerhouses and forty-nine demon-level powerhouses.

That's right, one is not much, and the other is not.

There were no casualties, which represented a result. The elimination of Lanling was so easy that the masters he sent out did not suffer any losses.

Waiting for the four demon masters and forty-nine demon sects to fly over the grass pavilion, the elder Mokan said indifferently: "The time you came back was an hour later than the old man expected. Ok?"

He was just teasing lightly, and then he was waiting for the flattery of the four great demon kings.

However, he didn't wait for any flattery.

After the four great demon masters and forty-nine demon sects landed, they turned over and got off the ghost ray, kneeling on the ground without moving.

Elder Mokan trembled in his heart and said, "What's wrong?"

The leader of the demon king said: "Please forgive me, my lord!"

Elder Mokan said: "Forgive the sin? Why do you want to forgive the sin? Is it because you didn't make any meritorious deeds this time and just stood by and watched the whole battle? Hahaha, you are thinking too much. I sent you to the battle just as a gesture. How could it be? How many feats do you expect to make? There are 20,000 and a half people in Lanling, how can it be your turn to do so with such a powerful force under the command of Tianmojun? No matter who kills Lanling, no matter who destroys his centaur army, it is considered To avenge my humbleness, you don't have to do it."

Finally... a Demon Venerable at the head trembled: "Master...we are defeated!"

As soon as these words came out, Elder Mokan was stunned.

He even patted his ears. If you care about it, you will be confused, so you have auditory hallucinations?

After a long while, he said, "This joke is not funny at all."

Elder Mokan has always been serious and unfeeling, so no one dared to tell him any jokes. It's just that what he heard was really ridiculous, even if the sun rose in the west and the sea turned backwards, this thing would not happen.

The leader of a Demon Venerable kowtowed: "Master, we are not joking, all this is true, we really lost."

Elder Mokan's ears suddenly roared, as if the sound he heard seemed incomparably far away, as unreal as nine days away.

Everything that happened in front of me was like a dream, even less real than the dream.

He still didn't feel the shock, nor the pain, because it was too absurd and unreal.

He sneered and said: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will kill you! Lose? How could you lose? Tian Mojun has a full 200,000 magic leopard army, 15,000 ghost ray army, and a hundred There are 700,000 troops. There are tens of thousands of great demon warriors, three or four hundred demon martial masters, three or four hundred demon masters, and forty-two demon masters. This force is a hundred times that of Lanling, how could it be possible to lose?"

The powerful Demon Venerable said: "Master... the nearly two million army of the Demon Lord Tianma has been completely wiped out. Most of the fighters in the Fallen Leaf Mansion and the Thirteenth Floor have been killed. Those who escaped escaped! We were defeated, defeated miserably, only more than 200 people escaped, and the rest of the army was wiped out."

Elder Mokan felt a roar in his head again, dizziness before his eyes, and he could hardly stand up.

"Impossible... Absolutely impossible!" Elder Mokan roared frantically, and then raised his palm, about to kill the Mozun who reported.

At this time, the other three demon venerables and forty-nine demon sects kowtowed and said, "Master, all of this is true. We were defeated, only a few hundred people escaped, and the rest of the army was wiped out..."

At this time, Elder Mokan gradually felt that this was reality, not an absurd dream.

All of this is true.

However, he still didn't believe it.

How is it possible, how is this possible?

Ten times and a hundred times the power of Lanling, how could he lose?

"I, I will never believe it, I will never believe it..." Elder Mokan roared, "No matter how powerful Lanling's 20,000 and a half troops are, they will definitely die."

The Demon Lord at the head kowtowed and said: "Master, you are right. Lanling's 20,000-and-a-half-man army is extremely powerful, but it only killed the 120,000 magic leopard army. Lanling is even more heaven-defying." They are powerful, but they only killed 20,000 air legions. Seeing the balance of victory slide towards Tian Mojun, seeing that the Lanling Legion is about to be wiped out, dozens of demons, hundreds of The Demon Sect is about to use the Soul Devouring Array to wipe out Lanling's soul. At this moment, Lanling summoned an army of millions of skeletons from the ground..."

Speaking of this, the Demon Lord in the Elder's Mansion trembled all over, as if just remembering the million skeleton army made people tremble.

"My master, you can't imagine that the army of millions of skeletons will burst out of the ground to fight for Lanling!" The strong demon said: "The army of millions of skeletons has tens of thousands of air troops, more than a dozen Tens of thousands of cavalry, hundreds of thousands of infantry. They rushed over like the tide of hell, and the place they passed... was completely one-sided massacre. This seems to be a legion from ancient times. It is extremely powerful and terrifying. The key is that they are immortal Yes. I watched helplessly, this hell frenzy devoured everything. Wherever they passed, Tian Mojun’s million-strong army disappeared one by one! Then, we ran away, and the masters of the Fallen Leaf Mansion also ran away. Lou's masters also ran away..."

At this time, Elder Mokan lost any illusions, and he asked almost instinctively numbly: "You, are you sure that the entire army of Tianmojun is really wiped out?"

"I'm sure..." the Demon Venerable said: "I looked back after fleeing for a hundred miles, and saw that the army of millions of skeletons had surrounded the Heavenly Demon Monarch, and there was no possibility of surviving."

At this moment, Elder Mokan still felt no pain, just numbness.

Shocked to the extreme, pain to the extreme, it was complete numbness.

The whole person seemed to be unconscious, unable to hear any sound, and although his eyes were open, he could not see anything.

It even seemed that this body was not his own.

After a long while, the boundless coldness and pain struck madly.

Immediately afterwards, his mental brain began to surge violently. The demon blood energy in his body also began to react violently.

Terrible emotions rushed into his heart like a tide, causing his body to react violently.

The internal organs began to shrink, and the muscles and veins in the whole body seemed to start to shrink.

Immediately afterwards, there were bursts of suppressed pain in his chest, and he pressed down desperately, but he couldn't hold it down at all.

"Pfft..." Elder Mokan opened his mouth, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

"Ah... ah... I hate it so much, I hate it so much..." Elder Mo Kan fainted and fell unconscious.

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