A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding hid in the netherworld void outside the Flower Vine World, watching the development of the situation through many arranged blood puppets, and letting his magic power be consumed by the netherworld wind outside the world.

‘I can probably hold on for 120 years, and if I carry a lot of spirit stones, at most 300 years. ’

‘I still don’t have the ability to survive in the world. ’

Jiang Ding sighed slightly.

Being away from the small world for too long is a death for him, or too fragile.

Buzz!

The storage magic weapon of the Blood River King is a rib of his own. At this time, it vibrates spontaneously, and the spiritual light flashes, and then an ancient and vicissitudes of dark green bamboo slips fly out of it spontaneously without any permission from the owner.

Jiang Ding's eyes flashed, no surprise.

The blood light shield outside the body expanded a circle, hiding the ancient bamboo slips.

This bamboo slip, with a light curtain, is the shape of an imperial palace. Looking around, it seems to be a palace called Shenyuan Palace in the Black Water World behind the Flower Cloud World.

"Hahaha!"

"King Xuehe, you did a good job!"

The son of Emperor Yanliu sat on the throne, laughing wildly, very happy: "I have long disliked the three families of Demon Vine, the old enemies of our clan, and have always wanted to find an opportunity to eliminate them, but they are too cautious and my father disagrees, so I have not succeeded."

"This time, they dared to surrender to the enemy first!"

"This is the way to death!"

The son of Emperor Yanliu said hatefully.

He has always been resentful about the betrayal of many kings of the imperial clan under his command and letting him die, and he even wanted to kill the three families of Demon Vine who surrendered first.

At this time, he liked King Xuehe a lot more.

No wonder many great emperors and ancient emperors like to cultivate slaves and don't like the heroes of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan.

These slaves are really too useful!

Loyal and devoted, he would execute orders as soon as they were given. He didn't have to worry about the various entanglements of the imperial family monks, the various in-law relationships that were difficult to cut off and sort out, and he had to consider many aspects and couldn't do it as he wished.

"As long as the prince likes it."

"This is my duty."

Jiang Ding bowed and smiled.

The prince of Yanliu was more and more satisfied.

"King of Blood River!"

"You did a good job!"

King Shenshan, who was beside the prince of Yanliu, didn't have such a good attitude. He was furious and scolded: "Who gave you the order? Who allowed you, a slave king, to slaughter the Moye family?"

"This is a capital crime!"

"Oh, really."

Jiang Ding's reaction was flat.

"You damned slave."

King Chenshan was even more angry: "You ruined everything for us."

"The prince was trying to win over many kings. The king of the Yanshi family has wavered, and the kings of other imperial families no longer refuse to win over. Their attitudes have become ambiguous. Everything is getting better."

"But!"

"Now, almost all kings have rejected the friendship of the prince, including a large number of Yanshi family kings!"

"Now, it is almost impossible for us to get the loyalty of other kings."

"The situation is like this..."

The face of the Yanliu prince changed, and he woke up from his joy.

He looked at the blood-robed Taoist again, and became annoyed again.

"Are the kings wavering?"

"The attitude is ambiguous"

Jiang Ding was not angry at the insults of King Shen Shan, and asked with a smile: "Shen Shan, have these kings surrendered? Even if they didn't really surrender, they just promised?"

"Have they?"

"Originally, there would be in the future!"

King Shen Shan said coldly: "As long as we win a battle, even if it doesn't need to be a big victory, just a small victory in a part, to prove our strength, at least the kings of the Yanshi family will surrender immediately without hesitation, and the same is true for the kings of other imperial families."

"Now, everything has been ruined by you!"

"How can you win a small victory in a part to prove your strength?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"This..."

King Shen Shan was speechless.

The army of the Cangkong Emperor gathered together. With the current strength of the Yanliu Army, it is impossible to have a so-called small victory. It is a fluke to be able to escape.

"...As long as they disperse one step..."

King Chenshan showed an angry look on his face, and suddenly paused, saying coldly: "Is this your dispersion strategy? But there is no need to be so extreme!"

"Hehe."

"I know that you, a slave, have resentment towards the imperial family, but you don't have to show it so obviously, otherwise..."

King Chenshan threatened in a cold tone.

"Don't be so extreme?"

Jiang Ding said indifferently: "King Chenshan, you said it very nicely. It's not you who is doing it, so of course you will find something nice to say. Anyway, it's not your business."

"Come on, tell me."

"Is the son of Cangkong an idiot?"

"Are the counselors around him idiots? What earth-shaking strategies do you have, Shenshan, that can hide the son of Cangkong and the kings? Come on, tell me."

Jiang Ding never wastes himself, and directly throws the problem to King Chenshan.

What other ways are there?

King Chenshan fell into silence, unable to speak for a long time.

This made the son of Yanliu look a little contemptuous.

"But, the slave king slaughtered the entire imperial clan, still..."

King Chenshan frowned, understanding the political implications.

It can be clearly said that this affected the legal system of the battle between the emperor's sons. Even if the emperor's son Yanliu won in the end, he would bear the stain that could not be washed away.

"Chenshan, it's not as bad as you think."

"Too nervous."

Jiang Ding chuckled lightly: "I have read the history of the Imperial clan. In the battles between emperors and sons, there are many emperors with cruel temperaments who slaughter their enemies. As long as they win in the end, it will only attract a few gossips, and it is not a big deal at all."

"How come you are so fussy about everything?"

"This is different."

"It's completely different."

King Shenshan frowned.

"The emperor's son slaughters the entire enemy clan, and even the emperor's king slaughters the entire enemy clan. Although this will attract a lot of criticism and the hatred of his relatives, it will not affect the overall situation."

"But you can't."

Slaves are not allowed to kill their masters. This is the social consensus of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan.

"No,"

"I can do it, Shen Shan."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly and looked at the ancient and vicissitudes of bamboo slips.

King Chenshan and Emperor Yanliu were stunned.

"You mean..."

King Shenshan suddenly realized.

"That's right, the "Tao Xin Zhong Demon Slave Sutra"."

Jiang Ding sighed: "I have been refined into a slave. Isn't it equivalent to the clone of the emperor's son? When I do things, it's not like the emperor's son does things."

"So, what's the point of criticism?"

"It's just the wail of a weakling, no need to pay attention to it."

"In this case, it's not impossible..."

King Shenshan's frown relaxed a little.

At his signal, the Emperor Hiroliu, who had always shown his white face to others, came forward and after hearing the words, he appeased the Blood River King, praised him, win over him, and made promises.

After reminiscing about the past for a long time, the two reluctantly said goodbye.

After closing the bamboo slip connection, King Shenshan calmed down his furious and cold expression and asked: "Emperor, is the slave breed that King Blood River said true?"

"It's indeed true!"

The Flame Emperor's son showed excitement as he carefully perceived a slave that began to appear in the sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time, he could clearly detect the location of the Blood River King, and could even slightly injure him with just a thought.

This is still the case now. As the cultivation of slaves becomes more and more sophisticated, in the later stage, the blood river king's life and death control is just a matter of thought.

"Ha ha!"

"King of Blood River is indeed a peerless genius of the human race. In such a short time, more than ten years, he has understood the "Tao Heart Seed Demon Slave Sutra"!

The Flame Emperor laughed loudly.

"No matter how talented you are, in front of the realm of the Great Emperor, you must willingly bow your head, be driven by Gu, and work as a dog for Gu."

"This is destiny!"