World Destroying Demonic Emperor

Chapter 696, the sixty-eighth horrible cold! Sandy words?

The nose of the little Rakshasa was slightly wrinkled, and the veins were broken. Interrupting the limbs was already a very serious punishment for the humble son.

Lan Ling actually wants to castrate him directly, this is to directly ruin him.

It is also very important to pass on to the Mozu. Without the descendants, there is no hope.

Castration of a humble son, not only ruined himself, but also ruined the elders of the devil.

The key is that the relationship between Elder Kecan and Rakshasa is very close!

Two people are not only brothers, but also comrades-in-arms, best friends.

For decades, the elders of the sorcerer have always stood behind the king of the Rakshasa. They are fully regarded as the hands and feet of the king of Rakshasa, so he is not only the elder of the Rakshasa, but also the elder of the Raksha.

The Luosha people do not have a prime minister's post. If there is, the elders of the Rocca are equivalent to the Prime Minister of the Raksha, and they also serve as half spiritual leaders.

Interrupting the limbs of the cold child can also be connected, and cutting off the veins can even be connected, but it has an impact on the repair.

And when you cut it off, you will never grow up again. He is not like the magical blood of Lanling.

The humblest son is the fourth heir to the Rakshasa, and he is even more advanced than the princess. Once he has castrated him, he is afraid to penetrate the bottom line of His Majesty.

However, the time when the little Rakshasa hesitated was not even for a second, but his eyes turned to the evil eyes and said: "Yes, reason!"

Then he waved his hand: "Execution!"

Suddenly, four shadow warriors were listed and violently held down to the cold child.

"You dare... you dare..." The cold-hearted son screamed: "My father is the closest comrade-in-arms of His Majesty King Rakshasa, the elder of the royal family, the elder of the Raksha, and I am the fourth overall of the Rakshasa. Heir, you dare..."

When the Shadow Warrior was traveling from the ancient Rakshasa, they were rescued from the ancient ruins. They were only loyal to the little Rakshasa. Where would they care about the threat of the cold child?

"Are you all dead? All stand up, resist the chaos!" The cold-blooded son shouted at the back of more than a thousand powerful children. "Don't you see that the little Rakshasa and Lanling conspiring to harm me?" Stand up, stand up..."

The chilly son did not shout these things, but this shouted out. These powerful children were almost scared of urine. They immediately stepped back a dozen steps and desperately set a line with him.

"Get started..." The little Rakshasa faintly said.

The shadow warrior pulled out four special daggers.

This is made with the magic of the stars and stars, of course, the ordinary one, that is, the kind of Lanling shooting three Chimera beasts. It is not the kind of black hole energy body in the heart of the little Rakshasa.

The so-called starry magic meteorite, at most, is only the pollution of black hole energy.

This kind of dark dagger must also be specially used to use spar as a scabbard.

"Stab!"

The four dark daggers slammed down and smashed the limbs of the humble world.

No blood is coming out, only infinite cold.

"Ah..." The cold child gave a screaming scream.

More than a thousand of his powerful children behind him suddenly slammed.

One of the shadow warriors pressed an arm of the cold child to the ground and then slammed it down.

"Hey, hey, hey, hehe..."

I really stepped on it.

Living and squeezing the cold arm bones one inch and one inch, oh, not stepping on, but completely smashing.

Then there is the second arm.

The first leg, the second leg...

The bones of the cold-blooded sons were crushed one inch and one inch.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah..."

The screams of screaming screams are simply creepy.

In fact, the cold child does not feel how painful, but feels fear, a kind of inner and mental pain.

Originally he was arrogant, and he blew the horn of the battle of the throne.

Moreover, he felt that it was easy to put Lan Ling to death, and he could also play the little Rakshasa with a slap in the face. Although he could not completely shake his prince's position, he could at least collapse his crown.

However, I did not expect...

It was easy to turn over and it was devastated.

He always felt that breaking the hamstrings and interrupting the limbs was very far away for this Mozu noble.

However, I did not expect that this tragic thing happened, and it happened to me.

This makes him feel unreal and feels especially fearful.

As for the more than a thousand powerful children who followed him, they are even more earthy.

In the city of Rakshasa, how long has the Rakshasa family been so horrible?

The chilly son is one of the top members of the Rakshasa family, but now he is like a dead dog, he is smashed by the hamstrings and is interrupted.

Then these people, even the pigs and dogs are not as good as they are, and they are broken in minutes.

......

"Inflammatory flag master Lan Ling, you are the party, the last sentence is executed by you, how?" Xiao Luosha Wang suddenly said.

Lanling’s eyes lit up and said: “Thank you, Your Royal Highness.”

Then, reach out.

A shadow warrior handed him a starry magic stone meteor, of course, enclosed in a special spar scabbard.

Even the ordinary starry magic stone, but also has a terrible engulfing energy, never dare to take any care.

Lanling Road: "The trouble will be to humble the world..."

The four shadow warriors set up the soft and humble world.

The original humble child is very beautiful, even more beautiful than a woman. But now, there is no blood on his face, because pain and fear are completely distorted.

Lanling stepped forward and sneered: "Who is giving you confidence, letting you dare to fight the throne?"

The humblest son looked at Lanling, trembling and cold and cold: "My father and the Nether King will avenge me, they will not let you go."

Lan Ling took out another dagger and crossed the face of the cold child.

"what……"

The chilly world is sharp.

Suddenly, his beautiful face was **** and fuzzy.

"You have opened the horn of the battle for the throne. Do you think that there is a pause?" Lan Ling sneered: "What will they let me go? It’s like we will let them go, this kind of thing will stop once it is opened. If we don’t come down, we are destined to step on your father and step on the throne of the Nether Prince."

This sentence is not only heard by the mundane son, but many shamans and elders who have been trained as high-powered people have heard it.

They really can't wait to have no long ears at this time.

At this time, the little Rakshasa King had to open his mouth with some pain. Lan Ling, the demon lord who no one knows, was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and that the life of the throne would be open to the world.

Lanling’s dagger continued to cut one inch and another inch of flesh and blood in the face of the cold child. He said: “Do you think that the pain you suffered is the climax of this struggle? No, no, no, this is just the beginning! ”

After all, Lan Ling violently inserted the dagger into the eye socket of the cold child.

"Spurs..."

Blood smashed.

A sharp pain, the cold eyes of the world are dark.

"Ah...ah...ah..." He sent an unprecedented scream!

Everyone in the hall is horrified.

The princess behind the screen, the princess also shuddered.

In front of this scene, she really did not think of it, it would be so bloody.

Of course, she has seen the **** picture, but it happened to the top members of the Rakshasa family. He was the first to see it.

The little Rakshasa could not help but bite his teeth, and wrinkled his nose. He regretted letting Lanling execute the sentence.

The devil is kneeling, it is too self-playing.

"The humblest son snarls the prince of the Prince, and the following commits, there are no eyes, when you take the eyes, but he is a member of the royal family, so he only wins one eye, so effective!" An elderly Rashid elder quickly shouted .

He is the oldest shaman. He used to be the teacher of Rakshasa King. Now he is the teacher of the little Rakshasa King, Lu Hao elder!

The name is very similar to the human wise, but in fact he was born in the spirit. The head is big, the limbs are short, very ugly, but it is a very intelligent race.

The elder Lu Hao is the most staunch supporter of the small Rakshasa.

The little Rakshawang is worried that Lanling will take the opportunity to play, saying: "Lord of the Inflammatory Flag Lord, execute the palace!"

Lan Ling violently pulled out the starry magic stone, aiming at the hustle and bustle of the world, will slam!

And just at this time...

A powerful energy atmosphere enveloped the entire hall.

Such as Tongtai Mountain topping.

This energy is not only magic energy, but also spiritual energy.

Then, the palace's door opened, and a tall, thin figure came in.

Lan Ling has not seen such a... fearful person.

So high, it is two meters three or four, but it is very thin.

The nose is especially high, the eye sockets are deep, and they are wearing gold silk robes.

The two eyes are like black flames, and they seem to be dry. When you look at people, it seems to be devour the human soul.

His face is very white, as if there is no blood.

Moreover, his eyebrows, his hair, are also white.

He stepped into the hall step by step.

Suddenly, everyone instinctively squatted.

His breath almost suppressed people at the venue, including members of the Raksha Presbyterian Church.

Only three people are still standing.

Lanling, the little Rakshasa king, and the teacher of the little Rakshasa, Lu Hao, elder.

Undoubtedly, the martial art leader is the strongest, and the spirit is the strongest.

The brother of Luosha Wang, the most powerful person of the entire Raksha, is equivalent to the Prime Minister of the Rakshasa field and half of the spiritual leader.

The little Rakshasa came down from the throne and walked halfway to the elders of the Devils: "See my uncle!"

Even with the respect of the Prince, you must bow to the elders of the Devil.

Elder Mokan also bowed to the little Rakshasa: "The old minister visited His Royal Highness!"

King Roar Shaw said: "I heard that my uncle is not feeling well, why not stay at home?"

Demon King, the elders said: "I heard that my son was in trouble, and he couldn’t take a rest. He would like to plead with His Royal Highness Prince. Can you spare the temper of this time, let alone he has been punished."

Then, Elder Khan Kan went to Lanling Cold Road: "This is the Lord of the Fire, the Lord Lan Ling, is it right? Just know it? Don't just take the money out of it, don't just take it by yourself. See you." It will be collected, otherwise it will be destroyed."

The Mozu really is the Mozu, even if it is the top big man, it also threatens the red fruit, and there is not much disguise.

Lanling slowly said: "The elders of the magic, you have already appeared, I must give face. But it is a pity, some words I have already said, I said, I have to cast off the cold child. I said, It can only be done!"

Then, staring at the eyes of Elder Khan, the hand waved!

Blood is shining...

Incomparably screaming...

The cold child only feels a cold and dark, and then sends out a pig-killing, like a woman’s screaming scream!

""Ah...ah...ah..."

Lan Ling actually castrated his son, his heir, in the face of the elders of the devil.

Some people in the whole place were completely shocked and even guilty.

Even the heart of the princess, the singer of the moment, violently beats!

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