"Hurry up! The king is still waiting to use the portal!"

"Haole, everyone hurry up!"

"I heard that the new king is the most powerful half-demon at present, and I don't know whether it is true or not."

"Can there be any falsehood? The Fallen Majesty is the first place in the British King Conference not long ago, and the most talented creature of this era!"

On the Half Demon Peak, a group of Half Demons were building a portal. Their discussion was full of excitement, as if he was a god. Indeed, it was given them strong confidence and beautiful hope, and it was normal to regard him as a belief.

Shanluo stood on the top to sort out his gains. Before he knew it, his property had reached a terrifying level, with hundreds of millions of gold coins, various skills, techniques, and equipment piled up into small hills.

Unfortunately, he can't use it for the time being. This is the loneliness of the strong!

"We should give them some sweetness first."

Shan Luo vaguely heard the comments of the half-demons at the bottom of the mountain, so he murmured to himself, beginning to think about what benefits to the half-demons.

At this moment, the sky was filled with darkness, as if black clouds were swaying the city. At the same time, a powerful aura came, but the strongest was to slaughter the people, but the number was scary and dense, countless.

"The War Clan is here, what's going on? Haven't they just experienced a disaster? Are they going to come to ask for resources again?"

A half-demon said in a trembling and horrified manner. Due to long-term oppression, the half-demon race had become habitually afraid of the war race, and the other half-demon races also made panic words.

"What are we afraid of? We have a new king, and the strong man who can even kill even the evil dragon, are we still afraid of the war clan?"

The hideous man Kuihu, who had previously been hostile to the lone, flew out of the cave, stood on the tip of the stone and roared, with a mighty power and aroused the half-demonic heart.

But there were not many half-demons who witnessed the power of Shanluo, so they were still worried. Shanluo knew that it was time to appear, so he stood up and looked down at the war clan army that was getting closer and closer.

Although the number of war clans is very small, it is compared to the big clans. In front of the semi-demon clans, the war clans are still giants.

"Where is the Black Scale Dragon King of the Clan leader? Why can't you feel his breath?"

A war tribe man angrily scolded him, and his muscles were stern and his face looked like an angry lion. Nearly 100,000 war tribe soldiers behind him also looked unkind.

After being attacked by the strongest, the war clan is now seriously injured, and each soldier is in a bad mood. Therefore, when facing the semi-demon clan as slaves, they have the urge to vent their catharsis.

When the War Clan general dared not speak out, they could only lower their heads and be anxious. Kuihu, who had a hot temper, couldn't bear it. He immediately snorted, "That evil insect has been eliminated!"

"What?"

"You dare to slaughter the patriarch's favorite pet!"

"The clan leader is about to use the blood of the Black Scale Dragon King to save the tribe. What should we do now?"

"Kill these disgusting things!"

The soldiers of the War Clan cursed angrily, and the half-demon peak was filled with gunpowder.

The general of the War Clan even drew his sword, and there was a tendency to start a war. At this time, a disdainful voice floated into their ears: "You dare to insult me ​​half-demon, don't think about leaving today!"

"who?"

The general of the War Clan was creepy and could not even sense the breath of the visitor, which showed that the other party was ridiculously strong.

The half-demons looked up in surprise and saw a majestic figure falling from the clouds with blood-colored literary air like flames.

"Fallen!"

The general of the war clan said tremblingly, he was present at the scene during the British King's meeting, witnessing the strong rise of the depravity and overwhelming monsters of all races. Both sides were not of the same level at all. Even though he had the strength of the early stage of the slaughter of the Cangsheng, he did not dare to become enemies with the depravity. These monsters fought over the level as easily as eating and drinking.

Shan Luo didn't bother to pay attention to this general of the War Clan. Today, no one could stop him from slaughtering these War Clans. His thoughts seemed crazy, but in fact they had their own plans.

Since the War Clan's vitality was severely damaged, the two ghosts and gods were probably seriously injured in the war. Whether it was the Nether King, Luohu and the Emperor of the Underworld, they were enough to kill the War Clan's two ghosts and gods. Even if they were driven away, it would be impossible for the Red Flame Battlefield after the war to recover from a hundred or two years, especially Luohu, which almost made the War Clan exterminate.

Now there are good players on the official website of the Text Era that are already ranked by NPC combat power, the most agreeable one is:

First: The ancient demon god Luohu!

Second: The devil points to the supreme desire to perish!

Third: Emperor of Reincarnation!

Fourth: Emperor of the Underworld!

Fifth: Demon Lord of Jiye!

Sixth: The Southern Lights!

...

If players see the battle between Netherworld and Silent Age, they will probably re-climb this ranking, but no matter what, the two War Clans are shocking and crying ghosts and gods, and they are also 50 people outside. If they are seriously injured, they will dare to fight them.

If the portal with Beiguang City is opened and the Holy Flame Queen is brought, the War Clan must definitely kneel down!

"I said, you will kneel down to me!"

Shan Luo said with an arrogant and evil smile on his face. As soon as this was said, all the creatures changed their faces, especially the soldiers of the War Clan. They only felt an irresistible divine power falling on their bodies. The next moment they fell to the ground like a meteorite, and the ground was smashed to the dust.

The half-demons came to the cliff and looked down. The dust dissipated. All the soldiers of the War Clan knelt on the ground and trembled all over. They wanted to stand up, but they couldn't stand up at all.

"Sister"

All the half-demons took a breath, and Kuihu looked at Shanluo in disbelief, as if looking up at the gods.

Such power can be called a magical power!

However, the single fall did not just make the soldiers of the War Clan kneel down. With his combat power of 150 billion, he used the Great Prophecy technique to sweep all living creatures below the middle stage of the people.

"I said, you will contribute your heart to me!"

The voice of Shanluo became sinister, making people shudder. The faces of the soldiers of the War Clan changed drastically, and they begged for mercy in fear, but unfortunately their hands were still uncontrollably moving towards their heart parts.

Puff, puff, puff...

The sound of flesh being stabbed open makes the scalp numb. Under the terrified expression of the semi-demons, all the soldiers of the War Clan took out their hearts, and the vitality quickly passed away. The whole picture was extremely spectacular and bloody.

Even if the heart is taken out, a powerful creature can survive for a period of time, but not long.

"Don't you want to vent your anger?"

Shan Luo's eyes moved towards the dumbfounded half-demon clan. As soon as this said, the originally terrified expression of the half-demon clan instantly turned into ferociousness. They roared and swooped down one by one, like crazy demons.
Chapter completed!