Heavenly Demon Flag Battlefield!
Lan Ling's craziest devouring in history had ended.
However, there were two people that he did not devour or kill. They were the lady in black and Crown Prince Gu Tu!
Lan Ling's golden bloodline devoured an astronomical amount of energy, but it was still as calm as the vast sea.
He did not immediately use this energy to refine his body and increase his cultivation.
He wanted to deal with the lady in black and Crown Prince Gu Tu first.
The two of them watched as Lan Ling devoured thousands of people. They were scared out of their wits and their bodies went limp.
This scene made the mother and son think of a person. The Demon Kingdom in the Northern Wilderness. That peerless powerhouse had relied on his own power to establish the entire Demon Kingdom and even created a new Demon Race, the Blood-sucking Demon Race!
Even though the Demon Clan wasn't recognized by the eight Demon Clans, the Blood-sucking Demon Clan was much stronger than the eight Demon Clans. If it wasn't for the Fallen Land, the Demon Kingdom's army would have already invaded the entire southern wilderness.
"Strictly speaking, the Heavenly Demon King did not die. All the experts that I sucked dry did not die …" Lan Ling said slowly, "Very soon, they will open their eyes again and become immortal experts. They will become my death warriors. Do you know that?"
The lady in black trembled and said, "I … I know! Just like the Blood-sucking Demon Clan in the Northern Wilderness. "
Lan Ling said, "Once you become my death warrior, you will be like my puppet. Only a small number of death warriors can evolve into free and noble individuals. Most of them will become puppet warriors and become an extension of my will. I can make death warriors do anything with just a thought. For example, you, the lady in black, with just a thought, you will be stripped naked in front of a group of barbarian males. You will be ravaged by them without shame or dignity. "
The lady in black shuddered when she heard this.
Lan Ling said slowly, "You have two choices. Become my death warrior or die!"
The lady immediately knelt down and said, "I'm willing, I'm willing to become your Death Warrior. I'm willing … I'm willing!"
Prince Gu Tu also knelt down and said: "I am willing to become a Death Warrior …"
Neither of the mother and son was willing to die.
Lan Ling revealed a sinister smile and said: "But between the two of you, I will only accept one as my Death Warrior. Therefore, one of you has to die!"
Hearing this, the black-clothed lady and Crown Prince Gu Tu revealed a look of despair.
Both of them looked at each other, and Prince Gu Tu said in a trembling voice, "Mother, I'm still young, and I haven't even married or had children yet. Please grant my wish! Maternal instinct is great, please sacrifice yourself for me once … "
The lady in black robes cried and trembled on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
At this moment, she was filled with regret. Why did she provoke Lan Ling?
Now, not only was the Heavenly Demon Clan completely annihilated, even she, the dignified younger sister of the Rakshasa King, the princess of the Rakshasa Royal Clan, was in a desperate situation.
She had lost everything. Not only did she lose her power, her clan, her dignity, and even her humanity as a demon.
She raised her head, and her beautiful face revealed a trace of sadness. She said slowly: "Gu Tu, my son … You are my most beloved son. You are my pride …"
Prince Gu Tu was overjoyed. He quickly kowtowed and said: "Thank you mother, thank you mother …"
Then, the lady in black robes took out a crystal hairpin, aimed it at Gu Tu's chest, and pierced it!
"Pfft …"
Prince Gu Tu's body trembled, and his eyes widened to the maximum. He looked at his mother in disbelief.
Lan Ling went forward and gently patted the lady's buttocks.
With tears in her eyes, the lady in black robes turned her back to Lan Ling and knelt down.
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Rakshasa City!
Unlike the Minor Rakshasa King's residence, the elder's residence in Mo Kan was not luxurious at all. It was far inferior to the Prince of Hell's residence and Sha Yan's princess residence.
There was only one color in the entire elder's residence, and that was greyish-black. It was less than 100 acres in size, and there was no garden. Even the house was not luxurious. Instead, it looked very primitive.
Elder Mo Kan was equivalent to the prime minister of the Rakshasa Tribe. Of course, he would not live in such a primitive residence. The Rakshasa King had offered to give him a magnificent manor several times, but he had always rejected it.
Elder Mo Kan wanted to show everyone that not only was he not interested in the throne, but he also had no desire for power and enjoyment. He was truly a man with few desires.
All this while, the outside world had thought of him as such.
However … Ever since his son, the despicable Crown Prince, was killed, he seemed to have changed completely. The mask of being a man with few desires was torn off, and he enthusiastically joined the battle for the position of crown prince. He even became the vanguard for the Prince of Hell.
Elder Mo Kan could have watched the battle between the Sky Fiend Flag and Lan Ling with detachment.
However, he still sent four Demon Lords and dozens of experts from the Demon Doctrine to support the Sky Fiend Flag. This was one-third of the top martial artists in the elder's residence.
Regarding the battle between the Sky Fiend Flag and the Flaming Demon Flag, not everyone had the same opinion.
Everyone thought that Lan Ling's destruction was already a foregone conclusion.
After all, the Sky Fiend Flag had mobilized nearly two million troops!
Two hundred thousand Demon Leopard Army, fifteen thousand Ghost Ray Army, thirty thousand aerial troops, hundreds of thousands of cavalry, and more than a million infantry.
There was also the Fallen Leaf Mansion's army of ten thousand warriors, and the Thirteen Floors' army of more than a thousand top-notch martial artists. Elder Mo Kan's residence had nearly a hundred Demon Ancestor level experts.
This power was ten times, a hundred times stronger than Lan Ling.
Therefore, there was only one result. Within two hours, Lan Ling's Centaur Army would be completely annihilated.
This kind of war was like using the Dragon Saber to kill a chicken, and the Heavenly Sword to kill a carp.
The Prince of Hell had already spread the word two or three days ago that Lan Ling had died two days ago.
Now, Luocha City could just wait for the news.
Therefore, the entire Luocha City and the entire Luocha Tribe were waiting for the first news.
Lan Ling was dead, and his Centaur Army was completely annihilated.
In fact, the Prince of Hell was still waiting for Lan Ling's head, and then he would send it to the Young Luocha King.
Actually, not many people were concerned about Lan Ling's fate. Everyone was concerned about the Young Luocha King's fate.
Because Lan Ling's death was the death knell for the Young Luocha King, the death knell for his position as crown prince.
… ….
At this time, Elder Mo Kan was sitting under the grass pavilion, as if he was meditating, but he was actually waiting.
Very quickly, he felt dozens of energy bodies barge into the vicinity of his elder's residence.
Four Demon Venerable Rankers, forty-nine Demon Ancestor Rankers.
That's right, not one more, not one less.
There were no casualties, which meant that it was very easy to eliminate Lan Ling, to the point that the experts he sent out did not suffer any losses.
When the four Demon Venerables and forty-nine Demon Ancestor Rankers flew above the grass pavilion, Elder Mo Kan said indifferently, "You came back two hours later than I expected. Is the mount I gave you not good enough?"
He was mocking them, and then he waited for the four Demon Venerables to flatter him.
However, there was no flattery.
After the four Demon Venerables and forty-nine Demon Ancestor Rankers landed, they got off the Ghost Ray and knelt on the ground, motionless.
Elder Mo Kan's heart trembled, and he asked, "What's wrong?"
The leading Demon Venerable said, "Please forgive us, my Lord!"
Elder Mo Kan said, "Forgive us? Why do you need to forgive us? Is it because you didn't contribute anything this time, and just watched the whole battle? Hahaha, you're thinking too much. I sent you to participate in the battle as a gesture, why would I expect you to contribute anything? Lan Ling only had twenty thousand Centaurs, and the Celestial Demon Monarch had such powerful forces under him, how could it be your turn? No matter who killed Lan Ling, no matter who destroyed his Centaur Legion, it will be considered as revenge for my coldness. You don't have to do anything. "
Finally, the leading Demon Venerable said in a trembling voice, "My Lord … we lost!"
Elder Mokan was stunned when he heard this.
He even patted his ears. Was he hallucinating because he was too concerned?
After a long while, he said, "This joke isn't funny at all."
Elder Mo Kan had always been serious and merciless, so no one dared to joke with him. However, what he heard was too absurd. Even if the sun rose in the west and the sea flowed backward, it wouldn't happen.
The leading Demon Venerable kowtowed and said, "My Lord, we're not joking. It's all true. We really lost."
Elder Mo Kan's ears suddenly buzzed, as if the voice he heard was extremely far away, as if it was beyond the nine heavens.
Everything that happened in front of him was like a dream, or even more unreal than a dream.
He still didn't feel shocked or pained, because it was too absurd and unreal.
He sneered and said, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll kill you! Lost? How could we lose? The Celestial Demon Monarch has two hundred thousand Demonic Leopard Legion, fifteen thousand Ghost Ray Legion, and 1.7 million soldiers. Ten thousand Great Demonic Warriors, three hundred to four hundred Demonic Grandmasters, and forty-two Demon Venerables. This force is a hundred times stronger than Lan Ling. How could we lose? "
The Demon Venerable said, "My Lord … the Celestial Demon Monarch's army of two million has been annihilated. Most of the martial artists from the Fallen Leaves Mansion and the Thirteen Floors are dead. Only the Demon Venerables from the Demonic Sect escaped! We lost, we lost miserably. Only two hundred people escaped, and the rest of the army was annihilated. "
Elder Mo Kan felt a roar in his head again, and he felt dizzy, almost unable to stand.
"Impossible … Absolutely impossible!" Elder Mo Kan roared madly, then raised his palm and was about to kill the reporting Demon Venerable.
At this moment, the other three Demon Venerables and forty-nine Demonic Grandmasters kowtowed and said, "My Lord, it's all true. We lost. Only a few hundred people escaped, and the rest were annihilated …"
At this moment, Elder Mo Kan gradually felt that this was reality, and not a ridiculous dream.
All of this was true.
But he still didn't believe it.
How could this be? How could this be?
How could they lose when they were ten times stronger than Lan Ling?
"I, I don't believe it, I don't believe it …" Elder Mo Kan roared, "No matter how strong Lan Ling's twenty thousand Centaurs are, they will die for sure."
The leading Demon Venerable kowtowed and said, "My Lord, you are right. Lan Ling's twenty thousand Centaurs are extremely strong, but they only killed one hundred and twenty thousand Demonic Leopard Legion. Lan Ling's heaven-defying strength is even stronger, but he only killed twenty thousand Demonic Leopard Legion. The scale of victory was sliding towards our side, and the Lan Ling Legion was about to be annihilated. Dozens of Demon Venerables and hundreds of Demonic Grandmasters were about to use the Soul Devouring Formation to annihilate Lan Ling's soul. At that moment, Lan Ling summoned a million Skeleton Legion from the ground … "
At this point, the Demon Venerable of the Elder Mansion trembled, as if recalling the Skeleton Legion was enough to make one tremble.
"My Lord, you can't imagine that a million Skeleton Legion broke out from the ground and fought for Lan Ling!" The Demon Venerable said, "This Skeleton Legion has tens of thousands of Aerial Legion, hundreds of thousands of Cavalry, and hundreds of thousands of Infantry. They surged over like a tidal wave from hell, and everywhere they passed … it was a one-sided massacre. It was like an army from hell from ancient times, incomparably strong, incomparably terrifying, and most importantly, they are immortal. I watched this Hell Frenzy devour everything. Wherever they passed, the Celestial Demon Emperor's army disappeared one by one! Then, the experts of the House of Fallen Leaves and the experts of the Thirteen Floors also ran away, and we also … "
At this time, Elder Mokan lost all his illusions. He asked almost instinctively, "Are, are you sure that the Celestial Demon Emperor's army was really annihilated?"
"I'm sure …" The Demon Venerable said, "When I looked back after fleeing for a hundred miles, I saw that the Skeleton Legion had surrounded the Celestial Demon Emperor. There was no chance of survival."
At this time, Elder Mokan still didn't feel pain, just numbness.
He was shocked to the extreme, and the pain was extreme. Finally, he was completely numb.
He seemed to have lost all feeling, and he couldn't hear any sound. Although his eyes were open, he couldn't see anything.
He even felt that this body didn't belong to him anymore.
After a long while, boundless coldness and boundless pain attacked him crazily.
Then, his spiritual brain began to surge fiercely. The energy of the Demon Bloodline in his body also began to react violently.
The terrible emotion hit his heart like a tidal wave, causing his body to react fiercely.
His internal organs began to contract, and so did his tendons and meridians.
Then, there was a burst of suppressed pain in his chest. He tried desperately to press it down, but he couldn't suppress it at all.
"Puff …" Elder Mokan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
"Ah … ah … I hate it, I hate it …" Elder Mokan fainted and fell to the ground, unconscious.
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