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Chapter 961

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After Lan Ling got the inheritance of the Demon Emperor, the passive defense of the Balrog Empire became history.

From now on, except for the ultimate power on the moon, no other force dared to invade the Balrog Empire, because this was the plane ruled by Lan Ling, and anyone who entered would die.

Not only would no one dare to invade, but all the energy formations, secret bases, and secret laboratories left by the Dragon Temple in the southern wilderness would become the property of the Balrog Empire.

In this war, the 20 million troops of the Demon Kingdom were almost wiped out, and only the Void Legion managed to escape with the Demon King.

As for the army of the Demon Pavilion, only Zhang Shuangshuang escaped, and the rest were either killed or captured.

The Sky High Priest, Misfortune, and the Demon Kingdom Crown Prince, Xiao Bai, were all prisoners.

The number of King Arthur -level captives reached 139, the number of Demon Saints and Dragon Saints reached 2,000, and the number of Demon Venerables and Long Zun -level captives reached more than 30,000.

These more than thirty thousand captives were easily locked up in the energy prison.

The Demon Kingdom Crown Prince, Xiao Bai, knelt in front of Lan Ling. He had lost all his previous elegance, and his eyes were unfocused, as if he had not recovered from the shock.

Lan Ling asked, "I heard that you and the Demon King are not really father and son. What is your relationship?"

The Demon Kingdom Crown Prince bowed his head in silence.

Lan Ling said, "It shouldn't be a very close relationship. Otherwise, why didn't he take you with him when he escaped?"

The Demon Kingdom Crown Prince remained silent.

"Are you his boy toy?" Lan Ling suddenly asked.

Suddenly, the Demonic Monk Crown Prince's body trembled. He looked down at his ankle, where there was a tattoo. It was a very picturesque tattoo, vaguely showing the face of the Demonic Monk Emperor. Only someone like Lan Ling, who was full of artistic talent, could recognize it.

Not only that, the Demon Kingdom Crown Prince had lost one of his shoes, and one of his toenails was painted purple.

"No wonder you didn't care even if I slept with Du Shu a hundred times." Lan Ling laughed. "And you killed her just like that. It turns out that your real lover is the Demon King."

The Demon Kingdom Crown Prince still did not speak.

"What is your real identity?" Lan Ling asked.

The Demon Kingdom Crown Prince was silent for a while and said, "The Demon Kingdom Crown Prince."

The Wusha Tribe was once one of the 13 Demon Tribes under the command of the Demon Emperor. It was the largest tribe in the northern wilderness, and it was also the target of Di Mo Tuo's extermination.

In other words, the identity of the Devil Monk Crown Prince was the same as that of the Tangs. He was an heir of the Devil Clan under Lan Ling.

"How old were you when Di Devil Tuo killed your parents?" Lan Ling asked.

"Two years old," said the Devil Monk Crown Prince Xiao Bai.

Lan Ling said, "He made you the Crown Prince, did he really mean it?"

"Yes …" Demonic Monk Crown Prince Xiao Bai said, "I was raised by him. He can't reproduce. When the Divine Dragon Temple created him, it cut off his ability to reproduce."

"Do you hate him?" Lan Ling asked.

Demon Demon Prince Xiao Bai thought for a while, then shook his head. "No, I was too young at that time. I didn't have any feelings for my family. He gave me everything."

Lan Ling asked, "You like men?"

Demon Demon Prince Xiao Bai shook his head. "No, I like women."

Lan Ling asked, "Are you willing to surrender or die?"

Demon Demon Prince Xiao Bai was silent for a while. "I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know?" Lan Ling asked.

Demon Demon Prince Xiao Bai said, "I don't want to betray him, but your strength makes me despair."

Lan Ling asked, "Demon King opened those Void Planes? Is he connected to the ultimate power on the moon? "

"I don't know," Demon Demon Prince Xiao Bai said.

He really didn't know, because this was Lan Ling's Plane. It was impossible to lie to him.

Lan Ling nodded. He played with a gold coin in his hand and tossed it into the sky.

"Ding!" The coin fell to the ground, head up.

Demon Demon Prince Xiao Bai didn't know what it meant.

Lan Ling patted the Void on top of his head lightly. King Arthur's Demon Demon Prince Xiao Bai was instantly reduced to ashes. He died without a scream.

His ghost and bloodline energy entangled together and flew toward the crack of the Underworld outside.

Lan Ling grabbed his soul and tore it apart from his bloodline energy.

"You're lying. You're obviously a clone of Demon King Emperor, a clone with independent thoughts." Lan Ling said, "When the Vampire Emperor was killed by the Ertian The Great, he left behind an independent clone. Later, this clone was transformed by the Dragon Temple into Demon King Emperor. That's how the Vampire Emperor was passed down from generation to generation, passing his power to his clone. You even made up some Wusha Tribe Prince, and deliberately showed me the tattoo of Demon King Emperor on your ankle, and the purple on your toenails, so that I would think you were Demon King Emperor's boy toy and spare your life. "

"You're smart, but playing smart in front of me is really stupid …" Lan Ling sneered.

Then with a light blow, the ghost of the Demon Demon Prince Xiao Bai was completely destroyed. Then his dissipated soul and bloodline energy were all collected by Lan Ling in a crystal test tube.

Next, Lan Ling's eyes fell on the Sky High Priest, Misfortune.

Misfortune didn't want to kneel down, and he stood on the ground unyieldingly. He completely saw the scene just now. To be honest, his heart was trembling because Lan Ling, the Demon Overlord, completely showed the characteristics of a temperamental emperor.

Just now, through the dialogue between Lan Ling and the Demon Demon Prince, the Sky High Priest, Misfortune, felt that Lan Ling would summon the Demon Demon Prince. He didn't expect to kill him without saying a word.

However, he firmly believed that he was different from the Demon Demon Prince Xiao Bai.

After all, he was the Sky High Priest, representing the strongest power in this world. Behind him was the Dragon Temple, and even the ultimate power on the Moon.

Misfortune said, "Your Majesty Lan Ling, you are very, very powerful, but only in your plane. However, it is only limited to your plane. Once you enter the northern wilderness, your divine power will weaken. Beyond the Hundred Thousand Mountains is the territory of the Dragon God, and you have already inherited the Demon Emperor, so that is a plane that completely rejects you. "

"Well, that makes sense." Lan Ling nodded.

Misfortune said, "So, once you pass the Hundred Thousand Mountains, your divine power will weaken to an extremely low level. In the territory of our Dragon Temple, our power will be incomparably strong, because there are Dragon Towers everywhere. You also know that we have the Dragon Emperor in captivity, and several Dragon Princes have also fallen into the hands of the Dragon Temple. So, even though the Dragon Temple only has three King Level experts, in the Heavenly Tomb, we still have countless King Arthur, a huge number of King Level experts. We even have the Dragon Emperor, a puppet of the Dragon Emperor that is completely under our control. "

Lan Ling nodded and said, "That makes sense!"

Sky High Priest Misfortune said, "In the south of the Fallen Land, you are the ruler of the plane, and no one can match you. Apart from the ultimate power on the Moon, no other power can invade your plane. But north of the Hundred Thousand Mountains is the plane of the Dragon. You and your army are no match for the Dragon Temple. "

"There is such a possibility, but I will overcome it. I will think of a way." Lan Ling said.

Sky High Priest said, "Moreover, many of your family members are in our hands, so I think we need to negotiate. The negotiations between the Dragon Temple and His Majesty the Demon Emperor, according to the ancient contract, with the Hundred Thousand Mountains as the boundary, well water water does not interfere with river water. "

Lan Ling said, "If we want to negotiate, then we need someone to be the messenger, and you are the most suitable, right?"

"Yes, Your Majesty the Demon Emperor." Sky High Priest Misfortune said.

"That makes sense." Lan Ling looked at the black hole vortex inside Misfortune's body and said, "Now that all the laboratories in the Devil's Prison have been occupied, you don't have a heart to replace. What will happen if your black hole vortex spreads to the extreme? You won't be able to live. "

Sky High Priest Misfortune said, "Then there is no need for Your Majesty the Demon Emperor to worry, my Dragon Temple will think of a way to solve it."

"Before becoming a painter, I wanted to be a musician, but before that, I wanted to be a doctor even more." Lan Ling said, "Because my sister always has inexplicable headaches, but I can't find any problems. Doctors have the heart of a parent, I look at the black hole vortex inside your body, and I feel very uncomfortable and uncomfortable. Do you want me to help you remove it? "

Saying that, Lan Ling directly reached into Misfortune's energy heart, and directly pulled out the black hole vortex by the roots.

Therefore, the black hole whirlpool, which was completely unsolvable, was easily removed by Lan Ling.

That's right, the Demon Emperor was just that awesome, in her plane, she was almost omnipotent.

Sky High Priest Misfortune looked at this scene in disbelief.

Lan Ling then carefully placed the black hole vortex into another special crystal test tube. There was an independent space inside the test tube.

"How do you feel when I help you cure your eyesore black hole vortex?" Lan Ling asked.

Sky High Priest Misfortune said, "Your Majesty, thank you for your gift, this way, I can live for a few more decades. As for the peace negotiations between Your Majesty and the Dragon Temple, I will definitely do my best. "

Lan Ling said, "Where's Aslo? Come in! "

Hell Knight Aslo came in, at this time, he was still a dark shadow, not a thousand meters tall, but restored to a height of two meters.

"Aslo, when you were taken as a boy toy by the Demon Master, he asked you to serve the nobles of the Dragon Temple, did Misfortune touch you?" Lan Ling asked.

"Yes!" Aslo said calmly, but behind this calmness, it was full of deep-rooted hatred.

Lan Ling nodded, then reached out and gently shook his hand.

Suddenly, a purple energy light floated out of Misfortune's energy heart, this was the power of his peak King Arthur level bloodline.

Sky High Priest Misfortune lost all his power and cultivation, becoming incomparably weak.

After losing his powerful cultivation, Sky High Priest Misfortune felt as if he was naked, instantly became incomparably humble, shivering, and screamed, "Why? Why? "

Lan Ling glanced at Sky High Priest Misfortune's bloodline energy, "As a Sky High Priest, your bloodline energy is very mixed."

"Feed him to the dogs!" Lan Ling said, "Remember, leave a body part intact, I will send someone to the Temple of the Sky to trample on them."

"Yes!" Hell Knight Aslo said.

Then, he went forward and dragged Misfortune out like a dead dog.

"Why? Why? " Misfortune screamed, "Once you enter the Dragon's territory, you will become weak, you are no match for the Dragon Temple. You should not kill me, you need me. "

"Your family is still in our hands, aren't you afraid that they will be destroyed?" Misfortune roared.

Lan Ling shook his head, "I have never, never thought of negotiating with the Dragon Temple. I only want to do one thing, and that is to kill everyone in the Dragon Temple, yes, that's it! "

Then, Sky High Priest Misfortune was dragged away, without the power to truss a chicken, he was thrown into the cages of dozens of Hell Hounds.

After a mournful scream, Sky High Priest Misfortune was torn apart, buried in the stomach of the dogs.

Asiluo came up and presented the only intact part of the Sky Shaman Misfortune, which was the thing between his legs.

Lan Ling looked at it in disgust, "Aslo, your taste is too heavy."

Then, he waved his hand, "Send someone to send it to the Dragon Temple as fast as possible."

At this time, Lan Ling's heart was unfathomable, his power unfathomable!



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