I have a magic pot

A pair of strong arms broke on the spot, and the whole person flew out like cannonballs.

"Boom...!"

Situ Lingkong was directly slapped and slapped, and his body hit the wall on one side of the hall heavily, creating a huge crater, and the entire hall shook violently.

Immediately, an extremely arrogant voice sounded in the hall.

"You are such a trash, you deserve to sit in this seat?

From now on, this deity is your emperor! "

The first thousand 790 chapters and four of the Silver Lord's vent

Following the startling changes in the hall, the two warring parties in the hall stopped at the same time and looked at the dragon chair in the hall.

I saw a one-eyed old man with silver hair and blood pupils, wearing a black cloak, covered in a layer of blood.

The one with the golden sword is sitting on the dragon chair.

Although the old man was thin and he was blind in one eye, but in that blood-colored one eye, there was a domineering arrogance overlooking the common people and being the only one who respected himself.

Sitting on that dragon chair, he exuded a tyrannical, bloody, chilling aura of terror.

Not like a ninety-five emperor, but more like a demon king in hell!

"It's you!"

Seeing this figure, the eyes of the two ancestors of the Ling clan who followed Situ Lingkong showed deep fear at the same time.

"Cough cough...!"

But at this moment, Situ Lingkong, whose whole body was embedded in the wall after being sent flying by a slap, struggled to break free.

He was covered in blood, his arms were limp and drooping, and he was in a terrible mess.

When he saw the figure on the dragon chair, he couldn't help but shudder, and a frightened look flashed in his eyes.

But immediately, he said angrily: "Senior, we have clearly negotiated the terms.

We collect pure blood food for you, and you help us resist foreign enemies, so why go back on your word? "

Hearing these words, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the one-eyed old man.

"Are you questioning me?"

The cold gaze of the old man made Ling Wuxie's body tremble, and his tone was also weak.

"Senior, I just want to know the reason? Do you have any dissatisfaction, or other conditions, we can talk about it."

When the one-eyed old man heard the words, he sneered and said, "Hehe...you are worthy of negotiating conditions with this deity?

Let me tell you, kid, from now on, the main body of the Qianlan Empire has the final say.

You Ling clan, as well as the entire Qianlan Empire, must serve this deity, do you understand? "

As soon as these words came out, the faces of Situ Lingkong, Emperor Wu and other people changed drastically.

The two semi-sage patriarchs of the Ling clan were even more furious.

"Arrogance, how can my Ling family be driven by a demon like you?"

The one-eyed old man's blood pupil shrank, "Presumptuous!"

The next moment, his figure flashed, and he appeared directly above the heads of the two old men. Horrific blood burst out from his palms, and he pressed down on them.

The old man and the old woman trembled in their hearts at the same time.

The two of them joined forces, mobilized the power of their own laws, and the power of the profound truth they had comprehended to the extreme, and greeted each other with palms.

"boom……!"

The terrifying power of the explosion shattered the void.

If it weren't for the old man's blood all over his body to block the power of the explosion, just this blow would be enough to easily flatten the entire imperial capital.

The next moment, in the terrifying explosion, the monstrous blood light scattered all the condensed power of the two ancestors of the Ling family.

"Puff...!"

The bodies of the two shook violently, their mouths spurted blood, and they knelt down on the ground uncontrollably!

"Old Ancestor!" Ling Wuxie turned pale with shock.

But at this moment, the one-eyed old man appeared on the dragon chair again in a flash, laughing wildly.

"Hahaha... just because of you two half-sacred juniors, you want to be presumptuous in front of this deity, and you are overconfident!"

The two old men knelt on their knees, half of their bodies sank into the ground.

Looking up at the one-eyed old man shrouded in blood on the dragon chair, both of them showed horror in their eyes.

The strength of this person in front of him is too terrifying. He is also in the semi-holy realm, and his comprehension of the profound meaning is far beyond them.

They hadn't really fought against each other before, and they thought that there was not much difference between themselves and the opponent.

It is only now that they know that they are not at the same level as this person.

At this moment, the eyes of the one-eyed old man scanned the people in the hall again, and his voice was cold.

"The deity acts, those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish.

Let me say it again, from now on, I will have the final say on the Qianlan Empire. "

"Ling clan, do you accept it?"

The eyes of the one-eyed old man were fixed on Situ Lingkong and the two ancestors of the Ling family.

The blood in the one-eyed eyes was full of blood, brutal and bloodthirsty, as if he would kill them at any time.

"If you are honest and honest, serve this deity and help me collect blood food, this deity can let you go.

If you don't accept it, hehe... the blood essence of two demi-sages and a Hongwu peak spirit warrior can be regarded as a good tonic. "

The one-eyed old man's words caused the expressions of the three of them to change dramatically.

Situ Lingkong looked hopefully at the two ancestors who fully supported him.

But at this moment, the two old men lowered their heads dejectedly.

Facing this terrifying monster, they were helpless.

"The deity's patience is limited, three breaths, surrender or die?"

The old man's cold voice came again, shattering Ling Wuxie's last thought.

"Pfft!"

Ling Wuxie knelt on the ground, as if her strength had been taken away from her body.

"I... I am from the Ling clan, and I am willing to submit to senior!"

"Wa hahaha……!"

Seeing this scene, the one-eyed old man laughed unscrupulously again.

Immediately, his cold gaze turned to Emperor Wu, Zhang Dingnan and others.

At this moment, a hint of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the one-eyed old man.

This one-eyed old man, without asking, knew that it was Yin Zun himself!

It has been 12 years since the battle with the Demon Emperor back then. During these 12 years, Yin Zun had a very unhappy life.

In the decisive battle with the Demon Emperor, the Dimensional Devour was unintentionally triggered. When Yin Zun fled, he actually had a chance to save Han Feng.

However, he did not do so.

There is no other reason, Yin Zun originally wanted Han Feng to die.

Because, as long as he doesn't do it himself, once Han Feng dies, he can break free from the cage and regain his freedom.

But after getting rid of Han Feng, Yin Zun did not get the freedom he imagined.

There is no other reason, his skill has not recovered to the holy level, and the sea monster clan, with the demon emperor who is strong enough to match his current state, naturally he cannot dominate.

Originally thought of unifying the Lingwu Continent, but did not expect that the Nether Race in the Lingwu Continent was raging and started a war with the Tianyuan Dynasty.

Among them is an extremely powerful Underworld General whose strength is not much inferior to his.

Yin Zun fought fiercely with him several times, although he had the upper hand, he couldn't kill him.

And just a few years ago, the other party found a stronger helper.

The two teamed up to fight Yin Zun and asked him to hand over something that Han Feng had obtained.

Yin Zun has such a violent temper, not to mention that he didn't get this thing at all, even if he had it, how could he obediently hand it over.

So the two sides fought fiercely. In this battle, Yin Zun used his housekeeping skills, and finally defeated two with one. Although he repelled the two, he also lost a lot of vitality.

He could only temporarily give up his plan to unify the mainland, and returned to the Qianlan Empire to recuperate depressed.

At that time, there was a problem within the Qianlan Empire, Xiangguo Situ Lingkong, that is, the Ling family behind Ling Wuxie, came back, and began to quickly control the power of the Qianlan Empire.

Yin Zun felt the desire to take advantage of them, and directly entered the headquarters of the Ling clan, devouring many powerful opponents. Of course, he did not kill them all.

Instead, he negotiated a condition with the other party, asking the Ling clan to send him a large amount of blood essence, and he made a move to help resist the Nether clan and the Siren clan.

Yin Zun hadn't regained his vitality, and he didn't want to deal with the Nether clan and the Kraken clan, so he naturally pushed the boat along and agreed.

Now that several years have passed, although Yin Zun still failed to return to the holy rank, he has also recovered a lot of vitality.

Since his fist is strong enough, how could Yin Zun cooperate with others? Of course, he directly subdued the Ling clan, took it under his command, and worked for him.

Speaking of which, Yin Zun has long wanted to take the Qianlan Empire under his knife.

He even thought about slaughtering the entire Qianlan Empire, sucking the blood of everyone, and trying to restore the holy level.

There is only one reason why he didn't do it.

That is when Yin Zun discovered that although Han Feng was swallowed and taken away by the dimension, the seal of the demon refining pot on his body has never disappeared.

This proves that Han Feng is probably not dead yet.

Although Yin Zun felt that with Han Feng's strength, he could not threaten him, and even if he came back, he would have nothing to do with him.

But Yin Zun was also afraid that once he attacked the Qianlan Empire.

When Han Feng came back, if he got ruthless and wanted to use the demon refining pot to seal his death with him, then he would be fucked.

So, under the extremely tangled and depressed.

Yin Zun suppressed again and again the urge to slaughter and slaughter the entire Qianlan Empire, and waited quietly.

Now 12 years have passed.

Han Feng still didn't come back, Yin Zun finally concluded.

Even if Han Feng didn't die, he was probably trapped on the edge of a certain world, and he might never come back.

That being the case, I don't have to worry so much anymore!

Of course, Yin Zun thought so in his heart, but he was still cautious and didn't do it.

Instead, after reaching a cooperation with the Ling clan, they encouraged each other to seize the throne.

There is no other reason, Yin Zun is still a little worried, and wants the Ling family to help him take the lead.

If the Ling clan ascended to the throne without hindrance, it would prove that Han Feng is really no longer in the Lingwu Continent, and it is impossible for him to hide himself.

Then of course he would make the move without hesitation.

At this moment, without any psychological burden, he unilaterally tore up the agreement with the Ling clan and forcibly took back the other party.

Yin Zun looked at Emperor Wu and the others with icy eyes again, and spoke coldly.

"Qianlan Empire, how about you, surrender or die?"

Facing Yin Zun's persecution, Emperor Wu and others felt angry, but also felt extremely sad.

Unexpectedly, the current Qianlan Empire has been reduced to such an extent that none of them have any right to speak, and they watch helplessly as others compete for the empire.

Emperor Wu shook his head and sighed, but his gaze was resolute.

"I would rather die than submit, but please let the others go, and treat the people of the empire well!"

Hearing this, Zhang Dingnan and others all resolutely said: "Your Majesty, we will live and die with you, and we will never give in!"