Spirit Sword Sovereign

Biquge www.wuxiaspot.com, update the latest chapter of Ling Jianzun as soon as possible!

In the end, there is peace!

Even a few years later, more than three thousand demon handsomes, and more than three hundred demon kings, joined forces again.

However, who will be the demon emperor of the new demon sheep clan?

Yang Hao?

But why should you be the Devil Emperor?

Yang Hao put everything together, and even destroyed the Devil Sheep Clan, and you did not sit on the Devil's Throne!

Since you can't sit now, then why should you sit in the future?

Therefore, before returning to the Demon Sheep Clan, more than three thousand Devil Marshals, and more than three hundred Demon Kings, I am afraid that they must fight once to fight for the throne of the Devil Emperor by force.

Everyone was dissatisfied that all the legions would not fall apart and the smoke would disappear.

Everyone, only believe in yourself!

In this way, a battle came down ...

There really isn't any need for the demon to do anything.

The more than three thousand magic masters, as well as more than three hundred demon kings, exterminated themselves.

In the endless battle, the last trace of the Moyang clan's salary will surely go out in their hands.

Do not! Do not! This is impossible!

Not like this ...

Facing Sun Meiren's inference, Yang Hao shook his head violently, which he could not accept anyway.

Sun Meiren sighed: "Why not believe it? This is really irreconcilable."

Perhaps, in some people's view, Sun Meiren's reasoning is too arbitrary.

But the reality is ...

In the past billion trillion years, there have been more than 700 ethnic groups that have entered into extinction due to internal strife.

What Sun Meiren said was not in fact reasoning with wisdom ...

It is completely based on the tragedies that have happened countless times in the past.

If the fight for power can be reconciled, what is the fight?

Zhu Hengyu didn't have to work so hard, he could give the throne to Yang Hao.

Zhu Hengyu has completely become a courtier and will go all out to assist Yang Hao.

But the problem now is that Zhu Hengyu doesn't trust Yang Hao at all.

Want to come in Zhu Hengyu ...

Once Yang Hao came to power, he then desperately devoured all the wealth of the Moyang Clan.

After the search was completed, all the battleships were immediately removed, and all his family property was taken, and they ran to other branches of the Demon Race to go away.

It was at that time that the Demon Sheep really called heaven without a road and no way to enter the ground.

Don't doubt this possibility!

Yang Hao is already doing this.

Therefore, it is impossible for Zhu Hengyu to give way to Yang Hao.

From the perspective of Yang Hao ...

Zhu Hengyu has no ability to save the Demon Sheep.

Push yourself and others ...

Zhu Hengyu must be trying to deceive the people of the Moyang clan.

Once the treasury of the Demon Sheep Clan is opened, Zhu Hengyu will surely take away all the wealth accumulated in the treasury for billions of years.

Then, like his Yang Hao, he ran to other branches of the Demon Race, and Xiaoyao went happily.

Not only Yang Hao thought so ...

Those three thousand magic masters, as well as more than three hundred demon kings, think so.

When they want to come ...

If the wealth in the royal treasure house of the Devil Clan cannot fall into their hands, they must not fall into the hands of others.

Again……

No one wants to believe Zhu Hengyu!

Like Zhu Hengyu, it is impossible to believe anyone else.

This is a knot, and the knot can't be undone by the rebirth of Mozu.

If you expect other people to make concessions, you might as well expect Zhu Hengyu to make concessions.

But the reality in front of him is that Zhu Hengyu will never give in to death.

Listening to Sun Meiren's words ...

Yang Hao's eyes were blank.

In my mind, it was even more chaotic.

For a long time, he thought that he would still be one of the three giants of the demon army.

Even with the death of Jiang Hai, he and Lu Zimei became the two heavenly supreme of the Devil's Army!

In Yang Hao's heart, as long as he can communicate well with Lu Zimei.

Then, under the concerted efforts of the two, they can definitely suppress the more than three hundred demon kings and more than three thousand demon masters.

By that time, everything is possible.

But now that he wants to come, he really thinks so beautiful ...

They have already collapsed the Devil Sheep Clan. How could there still be people who would believe and support them?

If not everyone has dispersed.

Then this time, the scourge of the Devil Sheep Clan must be someone responsible.

Yang Hao and Lu Zimei, without committing suicide to blame their sins, are already overwhelming.

I want to stand up again, and I want to continue to lead the team, that is really silly and naive!

No one will believe them and support them again.

Even if the demon sheep army is formed again, they will not have the right of the day.

If it were n’t for Yang Hao ’s personal strength ...

He may even be punished by the whole, asking him to be responsible for the destruction of the Devil Sheep Clan!

Eyes looked at the Sun Meiren in front of him, Yang Hao despaired.

Obviously, all his plans are doomed.

His ambitions established since childhood will eventually be impossible to achieve.

Even if it is realized, it is not for him to realize.

What he did was enough to nail him to the column of shame, and it has been stinking for years!

Yang Hao looked desperately ...

Sun Meiren's eyes narrowed slightly.

In a pair of beautiful big eyes, there is a faint glow of light ...

With a smile of evil spirits, Sun Meiren said incredibly softly: "You are the sinner of the Demon Sheep Clan. By this time, what else do you have to continue to live in this world!"

Puff ...

Listening to the words of Sun Meiren, Yang Hao spurted blood once more between his chest agitation.

The divine color in Yang Hao's eyes became darker and desperate ...

Sun Meiren violently raised his right hand and pointed at the statue of the Mozu next to him. He shouted sharply: "If I were you, I would definitely kneel in front of Mozu's seat and punish myself for the world!"

I! I……

Facing Sun Meiren's scolding, Yang Hao's eyes flashed struggling.

At this time, Sun Meiren's eyes widened violently, and in his eyes, the colorful light was violently wavy.

Between the eyebrows, a pair of upright, shining purple eyes opened slowly.

Under the strong wind, Sun Meiren fluttered.

A dark hair, it danced violently ...

Sun Meiren shouted sharply: "I'm not going to punish myself soon to thank the world, and when to wait!"

Under the beauty of Sun Meiren's eyes, and the radiance of the divine light.

The light in Yang Hao's eyes finally dimmed in an instant.

Raise your right hand slowly ...

Under a fierce force.

The sharp, long clawed right hand thrust into his chest.

Puff ...

In a muffled sound, Yang Hao's right hand instantly traversed the dragon scale on the surface of the body, and inserted into his own chest from under the sternum.

With a forcible pull, Yang Hao's right hand pulled his heart, still beating violently, out.

Bang Bang ... Bang Dong ... Bang Dong ...

Looking blankly at the hands, the still-beating heart, Yang Hao's expression, but his face was dull.

It seemed to be completely invisible, and the severe pain was average.

Seeing this scene, in the three pupils of Sun Meiren violently, the divine light suddenly flourished!

"It's now ... Black Girl, shoot his heart!"

Heh ...

With the scream of Sun Meiren.

The black girl instantly shot a dark chaotic sword spirit.

In the blink of an eye, the heart in Yang Hao's hand burst open.

As the heart in Yang Hao's hand burst open, the look in Yang Hao's eyes instantly went out.

Between a slight shake, Yang Hao's body collapsed on the ground.

The body?

That's right, as the heart was broken, Yang Hao's life came to an end.

Aooo ...

The moment when Yang Hao's body fell to the ground.

In the sound of a dragon chant, in the air, a black blood flowed one foot long, the thickness of chopsticks, coming out of Yang Hao's broken heart.

Between a hovering volley, the black blood flow was suspended in midair.

It was a blood dragon formed by black blood flow.

Looking at the black blood dragon, the corner of Sun Meiren's mouth, gently pulled, revealing a smile of excitement.

Before the body turned, Sun Meiren jumped from the back of the black girl and landed on the ground. Then Sun Meiren walked all the way to the black blood flow.