"Lan Ling, don't you dare!" Huo Yunpo yelled, "Do you know who my father is? Do you know who's behind us? "
The 11 Demon Venerables were the direct descendants of the five Venerable Ones and the trusted subordinates of the Netherworld Prince.
The five Venerable Ones represented the highest Martial Arts leaders in the entire Rakshasa Tribe. Their status was only second to the Rakshasa King.
"If you dare to attack us, you'll be going against the entire Rakshasa Tribe's Martial Arts forces," Huo Yunpo said.
Lan Ling said disdainfully, "Is there anything in this world that I dare not do?"
Huo Yunpo's face turned pale as he said coldly, "Do you know that if we can't go back, countless powerhouses from the five Venerable Ones' forces will flock here? Can you, Lan Ling, bear the consequences?"
To be honest, Lan Ling could not bear the consequences.
If the five Venerable Ones' forces and the 32 Martial Arts forces of the Rakshasa Tribe formed a Martial Arts Expeditionary Force to attack Lan Ling … With Lan Ling's current strength, he would not be able to resist them at all.
Therefore, Princess Sha Yan and Black Curse looked at Lan Ling. They did not say anything, but they used their eyes to ask Lan Ling to think twice.
The consequences of killing the direct descendants of the five Venerable Ones would be too severe and almost unbearable.
Lan Ling raised a finger and said, "First, the world will change in a few days, and the five Venerable Ones won't be able to care about me anymore."
Then, he raised a second finger and said, "Secondly, you've also seen today's battle. The combat power of the martial arts army behind me is extremely powerful. I command more than 2,000 people like a single person, and they are completely indestructible. You're all so shocked that your souls have almost left your bodies. Therefore, even if I let you go, will the five Venerable Ones' forces let me go? "
Huo Yunpo and the others' expressions changed slightly when they heard that.
Lan Ling said, "Moreover, you've already seen the flaws of my Martial Arts Army. You only need to send a hundred Demon Venerables and a thousand Demon Sects to defeat my Martial Arts Legion. You can even kill my Death Warriors. Therefore, if I let you go back, in at most five days, an unprecedentedly powerful martial arts legion will attack my Flaming Demon Flag. At that time, I will be the real disaster. On the other hand, if I keep all of you here, the Five Venerable Ones won't dare to act rashly because they can't see through me. "
Lan Ling's words completely revealed the thoughts of Huo Yunpo and the others. They were thinking like this.
Therefore, how could Lan Ling let the 11 Demon Lords go?
…
The fifth phase of the battle had begun!
"Each Demon Lord will lead ten Demon Sects and two hundred Martial Masters to form a combat team." Lan Ling ordered, "Each combat team will destroy an enemy Demon Lord!"
Fortunately, Lan Ling tricked the enemies into fighting among themselves, reducing the number of Demon Lords from fourteen to eleven, which was one less than Lan Ling's side.
As Lan Ling gave the order, the 2,500 Death Warriors quickly changed their formation and were divided into twelve combat teams within half a minute.
Each combat team had a total of over two hundred people. The Demon Lords would fight against the enemy's Demon Lords. The ten Demon Sects would form the first encirclement, while the two hundred MCMAU Martial Masters would form the second three-dimensional circular encirclement.
Three minutes later, twelve huge spherical battle formations appeared in the sky. This scene was also breathtakingly beautiful.
Each sphere contained an enemy Demon Lord.
Huo Yunpo and the others did not want to be defeated one by one. However, they fell into Lan Ling's rhythm as soon as the battle began.
The eleven Demon Sovereigns were naturally separated and surrounded.
This was because the Death Warriors under Lan Ling's command were extremely precise. They were like scalpels that separated the 11 of them alive.
When the 11 Demon Lords gathered together, they still had the power to fight. Now that they were separated, they were completely at a disadvantage.
On Lan Ling's side, the nine Demon Lords of the Death Warriors had very high cultivation because they had received the Golden Demon Bloodline.
Taran and Taron from Princess Sha Yan's residence were both mid-level Demon Lords. They were fighting against the last two Demon Lords.
As for Black Curse, he had just become a Demon Lord not long ago. Therefore, he led a combat team and fought freely without a fixed target.
All of a sudden, the 11 Demon Lords, including Huo Yunpo, were in a desperate situation.
Every single one of them was trapped in a tight encirclement and held back by the Demon Supremacy powerhouses of Lanling. With their strength, it was already very difficult for them to fend off one Demon Supremacy powerhouse of Lanling, not to mention there were ten Demon Grandmasters and two hundred MCMAU Grandmasters.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …
The martial artists on Lan Ling's side had a very simple way of attacking. It was the most direct demonic power attack, which was released almost crazily.
Therefore, an extremely gorgeous scene appeared again.
The dozen or so giant balls in the air emitted dazzling rays of light one after another.
The loud noises spread for hundreds of miles.
The air within a few hundred miles was trembling. The trembling energy field made countless birds and beasts afraid to show themselves.
The energy of the Demon Lords was too powerful. Even though they were surrounded by more than two hundred people, they still managed to hold on. Their energy field didn't collapse.
However, the energy of their Demon Bloodline power was limited after all.
Three minutes, five minutes, 15 minutes …
Within 15 minutes, each of the Death Warriors released at least 1,000 demonic power energy attacks.
There were 211 of them in each combat team. In other words, each of the enemy Demon Lords endured more than 200,000 energy attacks.
Boom, boom, boom …
Finally, the enemy Demon Lord with the lowest cultivation couldn't take it anymore. The energy of his Demon Bloodline was exhausted, and his body completely collapsed.
Almost instantly …
His meridians and Demon Bloodline completely collapsed.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh … The Demon Lords on Lan Ling's side slashed dozens of times and severed the enemy Demon Lord's meridians.
If it was before, their Demon Bloodline power could recover these meridians at the fastest speed. After all, every Demon Lord was a descendant of the devil. However, now that their energy was exhausted, they could only watch as their meridians were destroyed. They lost all their combat ability and became prisoners.
Just like Dono's dominoes, after the first one fell, the remaining ten Demon Lords of the enemy collapsed one after another.
The Demon Bloodline power in their bodies was exhausted, their energy shields collapsed, and their meridians were destroyed. They became prisoners.
Nineteen minutes later …
All 11 Demon Lords were crippled.
The fifth phase of the battle ended!
Operation Divine Retribution to destroy the Doom Cave had officially ended.
The battle from start to end did not last more than an hour. They had eliminated 14 Demon Lords, 190 Demon Grandmasters, 1,400 Demon Martial Masters, and 3,000 Great Demon Warriors.
On the other hand, Lan Ling's martial arts force only had half of the enemy's number, and their absolute combat power was only 90% of the enemy's.
However, in just an hour, they had completely annihilated all the enemies. Their own casualties were only a dozen people.
Therefore, this battle could no longer be described as breathtaking or shocking. It was completely shocking.
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The battle ended!
Lan Ling and the others landed and entered the Doom Cave.
There were nearly ten thousand disciples in the Doom Cave, and nearly five thousand of them had been destroyed.
The remaining five thousand low-level disciples survived because they did not have flying mounts and could not participate in the battle. Their cultivation was below the Great Demon Warrior.
While the battle was going on outside, they were all sitting quietly in the hall at the lowest level of the cave. They were filled with endless anxiety and fear.
When Lan Ling appeared in front of them, the five thousand disciples instinctively shrank back.
The Death Warriors came forward and brought the Doom Cave Lord, E Ye, and the other eight elders to kneel in a row.
What about these five thousand disciples? Kill them all?
According to Lan Ling's previous plan, he wanted to exterminate the entire Doom Cave. He wanted to cut the Doom Cave Lord into a thousand pieces, then cut off his flesh and feed it into his mouth, letting him eat until he died.
"Bring Hei Naiwu up …"
The Fire Phoenix came up with her eldest son and knelt in front of Lan Ling.
At this time, although Hei Naiwu had stopped bleeding, he was already unconscious and was on the verge of death.
"Break his legs and hands." Lan Ling said.
Hei Curse immediately brought Hei Naiwu's broken hands and feet.
It had been a day and a night since he was cut off, and he was completely dead.
Lan Ling sighed, took out a dagger and pierced it into her heart.
"Puchi …"
"Ah!" Suddenly, everyone present exclaimed.
Including all the disciples of the Doom Cave.
Lan Ling pulled out the dagger. The wounds on his heart and chest quickly healed, and the tip of the dagger was stained with Golden Demon Blood.
Seeing this scene, Hei Curse kowtowed heavily on the ground, sobbing.
Lan Ling smeared the Golden Demon Blood on the dagger on Hei Naiwu's broken limbs, and then reconnected the broken hands and feet.
A miraculous scene appeared …
Hei Naiwu's necrotic broken hands and feet quickly recovered their vitality and color, and then quickly reconnected with his body and healed.
There was no suture. Just put together like this, the broken hands and feet automatically connected, and a lot of fresh flesh and blood quickly grew. The broken blood vessels and tendons also quickly healed, and the broken bones also quickly healed.
In just a minute, Hei Naiwu's body recovered to its original state.
A minute and a half later, Hei Naiwu opened his eyes, and then there was a burst of explosions in his body.
"Bang …" There was an explosive sound, and a powerful aura burst out from his body.
After receiving Lan Ling's Golden Demon Blood, Hei Naiwu gained a blessing in disguise. Not only was he resurrected from dying, but his cultivation also went up a level, rising from a one-star Demon Ancestor to a three-star Demon Ancestor.
After waking up, Hei Naiwu directly knelt in front of Lan Ling, prostrating himself on the ground, motionless.
The former Black Demon Flag Master, Hei Curse, knelt on the ground and trembled, crying, "Hei Curse hereby makes a Heavenly Demon Blood Oath. My Hei Shi Clan is willing to be loyal to Lord Lan Ling for generations to come, be a slave, be a servant, be a pig or a dog!"
After saying that, Hei Curse took out a dagger, cut his finger, and smeared the blood on the ground.
Immediately afterward, Fire Phoenix, Hei Naiwu, and Hei Naizhuo also cut their fingers and smeared the blood on the ground.
The scene just now not only shocked the Hei Shi Clan, but also the entire Cave of Doom.
At this time, in the eyes of everyone in the Cave of Doom, Lan Ling was a devil, a tyrant. He had exterminated the entire Heavenly Demon Royal Family, slaughtered millions of Heavenly Demon Flag Masters, and now completely destroyed the Cave of Doom.
But in order to save an insignificant subordinate of his, he was willing to stab his own heart.
Such a Lord was the enemy's nightmare, but also the supreme glory of his subjects.
…
Lan Ling came in front of the Cave of Doom, his meridians crippled, and he knelt on the ground weakly.
"Why did you do this, Misfortune?" Lan Ling said, "When Hei Curse came to ask for help, it's fine if you didn't agree, but why did you have to suck up to the Netherworld Prince? Why did you have to attack me?"
"Offending you is equivalent to offending the Crown Prince, so I had to stand on the Netherworld Prince's side," said the Cave of Doom.
Lan Ling said, "Hei Curse begged for mercy, and I was willing to let the Cave of Doom go and only deal with you. Why did you trample on my good intentions? Not only did you not agree, but you also chopped off Hei Naiwu's limbs?"
The Cave of Doom said, "Because the Netherworld Prince led the experts to help, and the Skeleton Corps left, I had illusions. Of course, it's because I was greedy for life and afraid of death, afraid of having everything I have now. "
Lan Ling nodded, then looked at Elder Eye and said, "What about you? Why did you do this? I originally wanted to confer you the title of the Cave of Doom, why didn't you accept my good intentions, and instead became my enemy? "
Elder Eye said, "I didn't dare to offend the Netherworld Prince, and I wasn't willing to submit to you."
Lan Ling nodded, then said to the Cave of Doom, "Misfortune, I originally wanted to cut you into a thousand pieces, then cut off your own flesh to feed you, and choke you to death."
When these words came out, everyone's bodies trembled.
This way of dying was too terrifying, too cruel.
"However, to kill you, I had to slaughter all five thousand low-level disciples of your Cave of Doom," said Lan Ling.
Was there a connection between the two?
Of course there was a connection. Lan Ling had used such a cruel method to kill the Cave of Doom, so the low-level disciples of the Cave of Doom naturally resented Lan Ling.
Once there was hatred in their hearts, Lan Ling would never use it, and could only kill all five thousand of them.
"You offended me, but these five thousand disciples did not. I … don't want to slaughter them all." Lan Ling said, "So, Misfortune, are you willing to become my Death Warrior? Once you agree, you will become an extension of my will, my puppet, and I can control you to do anything with a single thought. "
The Cave of Doom cried and kowtowed, "This sinner is willing, thank you for your kindness, Master!"
Lan Ling looked at the nine elders of the Cave of Doom, "What about you?"
The nine elders knelt down, "This sinner is willing!"
Lan Ling looked at the five thousand low-level disciples of the Cave of Doom, "Are you willing to serve me, and become my Ghost Ray Knights?"
Although these five thousand low-level disciples did not have high cultivation, most of them were Magic Warriors, more than enough to become Ghost Ray Knights.
Immediately, the five thousand low-level disciples of the Cave of Doom kowtowed to Lan Ling, "This lowly one is willing, greetings, my Lord!"
An hour later!
Lan Ling led two thousand five hundred Death Warriors, one thousand five hundred captives, and five thousand newly sworn Ghost Ray Knights back to Fiery Demon City!
These one thousand five hundred captives were all above the Grandmaster level in MCMAU.
After sucking their blood and devouring them, Lan Ling's Death Warriors would expand once again!
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