Villain: The Demon Emperor obeys and kills the protagonist

Mo Wunian ignored the kneeling and submission of those people, and spread his right palm.

The white-faced scholar was instantly attracted to Mo Wunian, and his neck was firmly held.

"Oh, I won't survive, but sooner or later you will come to be buried with me."

Mo Wunian smiled slightly.

"Buried with you? Why do you think you can still be buried?"

As soon as the words fell, an inexplicable crisis enveloped the white-faced scholar.

"What do you mean, what are you going to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he could already feel the unreasonable attraction in Mo Wunian's hand.

"What are you doing? Guess why there was no life in the ten southern countries before."

In the next moment, all the kings could only see that the white-faced scholar looked terrified and was struggling desperately.

And his whole body disappeared in an instant as if melting into Mo Wunian's hands.

Even at the last moment, they can still see each other's spirit come out of the body, and then be sucked into it again.

That heart-piercing scream lingered in the minds of the kings for a long time.

The physical body and soul turned into the other's nourishment. Is this the reason why Mo Wunian kept improving.

Everyone's fear of Mo Wunian rose again.

At this time, Mo Wunian's voice came faintly.

"Who told you to kill the Lord Chenhuang?"

"Fortunately, you guys are enough trash, and this god-like state was not ruined in your hands."

Several kings looked at Mo Wunian and found that the joke was not concealed at all.

My heart suddenly sank.

Could it be that the few of them who were at the peak of the Slashing Realm, or even those who had surrendered to the half-step God Realm, cared about each other.

They even made it to this point in a low voice.

The kings of several ancient kingdoms looked at the Lord of Cold Stars with very obvious meaning in their eyes.

They wanted to blame Lord Chenhuang's death on him alone!

He wished he could kill these trash on the spot.

But Mo Wunian was right in front of him right now.

Under the pressure, the Lord of Cold Star spoke with difficulty.

"Devil Lord, Chen Huang's old dog is disrespectful to you. I am here to eliminate them."

"Anyone who disrespects you should be executed."

He stopped while talking, because he found that Mo Wunian's expression was unmoved.

His words did not change the other party's mind at all.

He who had already knelt down was shocked and kowtowed frantically.

"The devil spares my life, the devil spares my life."

"The little one is self-assessing, and he deserves death. I beg the devil to spare the little life."

The kings have never seen such an attitude, as if they were ants that they would never look at in the eyes before.

"If you deserve death, then die."

"As you said, anyone who is disrespectful should be executed, including you."

Mo Wunian's words were full of sarcasm.

The Lord of Cold Star suddenly turned ashen, but he continued to kowtow.

He knew that the only way to survive now was to get Mo Wunian's promise.

Otherwise, there is no doubt that he will die, even if he breaks through to the godly state before the battle, it will not help.

All the kings of the ancient kingdom breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they blamed those few people who had opposed Mo Wunian.

They would be able to join Mo Wunian's command innocently and save their lives.

Mo Wunian looked at these kings who were secretly delighted, sucked in his palm, and squeezed his neck.

"No, no, I am willing to surrender, don't kill me, it's all their idea, it's none of my business."

In the heart-piercing screams and struggles, the king of the ancient kingdom in the late stage of the cutting state was completely swallowed.

Immediately, the kings of the ancient kingdom kowtowed frantically to beg for mercy just like the Lord of Cold Star.

The way the white-faced scholar died just now is the portrayal of them now.

"Well, the realm is almost, but it's not bad."

"You have also disrespected me, and you deserve to die."

After saying that, he beckoned, and two more people were attracted to pinch their throats.

The rest of the ancient kings were shocked and immediately scattered and fled.

They already understood that Mo Wunian never intended to let them go.

"Bugs like you who have no morals and only want to survive want to join my demon army."

"I don't even look at whether I am worthy or not."

In an instant, two more kings were devoured.

"No!"

As soon as Mo Wunian greeted, Tang Sanzang opened his eyes immediately, with a grin on his face, and killed the ancient king who was scattered in all directions.

The king was killed, and countless soldiers of the ancient kingdom who knelt and surrendered kept trembling.

They didn't know if such a bloodthirsty existence would let them go.

In fact, they know it in their hearts, but they are unwilling to face this fact.

Even the kings who are half-step into the god state look down on each other, let alone such weak ants as they are.

I'm afraid their fate will disappear like the ten southern countries and become the nourishment of each other.

Finally, some soldiers could no longer bear the pressure and fled Luzhou.

And these few people were like a prelude to collapse, the next moment, countless troops scattered in all directions, desperately fleeing.

And Shen Mu, who was silent at the side, sacrificed the flying magic weapon, shot away immediately, and mixed into the countless army.

He had been waiting for an opportunity, and now it finally came.

But even if it is the opportunity for countless armies to flee now, it is a narrow escape.

But this is the only chance.

It is not too easy for Tang Sanzang in the late stage of Heshen Realm to kill these ancient kings who are under Heshen Realm.

To him, the distance between a dozen kings scattered in all directions was just a matter of moments.

Although it was a bit troublesome, under the stimulation of blood and killing, a few more detours were nothing.

In a flash, he appeared in front of an ancient king.

Before the opponent had time to stop, Tang Sanzang pointed forward and pierced the opponent's head.

Then, without even looking at it, he appeared next to another ancient king, with his arms crossed.

Break off the middle for convenience.

Once back and forth, he cooperated with Mo Wunian to kill all the kings of the ancient country.

Since then, the thirty ancient kingdoms in this world have never had a king look at them again.

Yes, and he was the one who did it without thinking.

But it's a pity that from the moment he came to this world, Mo Wunian had no intention of letting them go.

Mo Wunian's body swelled, covering the sky and the sun in an instant, turning into three heads and six arms.

Prajna World Honored One Dharmakaya!

The six arms spread out, swallowing up these ancient kings in a moment, as if they had never existed.

Then he looked bloodthirsty at the army of the Thirty Ancient Kingdoms who were fleeing in all directions.

"Kill all of them, leave none."

With one order, hundreds of millions of half-step Slashing Realm Demon Realm troops rushed out, killing the troops of the Thirty Ancient Kingdoms.

They fled in all directions without any resistance.

They urged the flying treasure with all their strength, and they all prayed to be able to fly faster than their comrades.

As long as the slow ones can stall for time, they have the possibility of escaping.

But all this is but a phantasm of their imminent death.

Without the blessing of countless large traps, and without the morale of killing the enemy, it is completely impossible to organize effective resistance.

The kings of each of their ancient countries have already died in front of them. How can the generals have the heart to command, and how can the soldiers have the heart to obey orders.

And the real Shen Mu who was mixed in the crowd kept surpassing the soldiers of the ancient country around him.

He was confident that he could escape.

Because he not only hides his figure, but also changes the characteristics of his breath.

He even released a puppet clone with a strong breath to run in another direction.