Villain: I will become stronger if I accept female apprentices

When the woman in black realized that she had made a particularly strange sound, she immediately covered her mouth with her jade hand, blushing all over her face.

'What just ran into my stomach? '

'Why am I making that weird sound? '

She was annoyed and ashamed in her heart, but the warm energy just now was really comfortable.

"Okay, I'm done touching, you go, ugly."

The prodigal son smiled softly, loosening her willow waist.

Seeing him stop, the woman in black immediately got up and got out of his embrace.

Then he ran away with shame on his face.

Looking at her going back, the prodigal son played with his taste:

"You can't escape my palm, one day I will penetrate your tight and elastic belly."

When he finished speaking, he licked his lips slightly evilly.

Then he got up slowly, turned his head and glanced at the room, showing a look of disgust.

Immediately after, he flew up and flew to another place. The man killed inside was not the emperor of this dynasty, but at most a prince or something like that.

As for who the woman in black was and why she wanted to kill him, the prodigal son didn't care.

After circling the sky above the imperial city again, the prodigal son finally found the most luxurious hall.

He fell quickly and walked towards the palace after landing on the ground.

"boom!"

He kicked the door open and looked into the hall.

There were about dozens of people in the luxurious hall, all of whom turned their heads in astonishment when he kicked the door.

The air seemed to freeze, and no one spoke.

After two breaths, someone finally came back to his senses and shouted angrily at the prodigal son:

"Bold! Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Palace of Water and Harmony!"

The prodigal son misunderstood that his expression had not changed in any way, and he still looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the front seat with a calm expression.

This person must be the emperor of this dynasty.

Immediately, under the glaring gaze of all the courtiers, he directly activated the God Emperor's exercises.

An extremely powerful and frightening violent aura spread out, sweeping towards the surroundings.

Followed by a strong to suffocating coercion.

Seeing this, all the pupils of the people present shrank suddenly, and then they all knelt down on the ground under the pressure of this powerful aura, staring at him in astonishment.

The majestic middle-aged man sitting on the front seat was no exception. His pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the prodigal son with astonishment, a little unbelievable.

The prodigal son took a step and walked towards the man seated in front of him.

Walking and whispering:

"From now on, this dynasty is under my control."

His words were very plain, as if he was talking about a very trivial matter, but when it fell into the ears of the man seated above him, it sounded like thunder, like being struck by lightning.

I saw his body trembling suddenly, and the astonishment on his face was even worse. He wanted to speak but was unable to open his mouth because of his terrifying breath.

The prodigal son misunderstood that he was already speechless due to his powerful aura, so he restrained his aura a little.

Sitting on the dragon chair, the emperor felt his body relax a lot, and immediately panicked:

"who are you?"

The prodigal son walked up to him and looked down at him, feeling full of oppression. The imperial aura emanating from his body was much stronger than that of the man sitting on the dragon chair in front of him.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know, you just need to know that from now on, this dynasty is dominated by me."

"And in a few days, the entire south of Huaiyuan will respect me, and the Lingdao Sect of the Qiankun Dynasty."

"do you understand?"

The middle-aged man felt the imperial aura emanating from him, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, trembling all over.

Immediately afterwards, he immediately digested what the prodigal son said, and the shock on his face was even worse.

The man in front of him actually threatened that in a few days, the whole south of Huaiyuan would respect him?

The people in the back who were kneeling on the ground under the pressure of the prodigal son's breath were equally shocked.

But the strength of the man in front of him is so powerful, maybe he can really do it.

"Qiankun Dynasty? Lingdao Sect?"

"Are you from the Lingdao Sect?"

The middle-aged man said with a face full of disbelief.

Their Shuihe Dynasty is stronger than the Qiankun Dynasty. When did such a powerful person appear in the Qiankun Dynasty?

The strength is at least above the fifth level of the Spiritual Venerable Realm, right?

"My patience is very poor, you just need to kneel down now and offer your loyalty to me."

"The reason why I keep you is because I don't want to waste any more time finding someone who can rule this dynasty."

"understand."

The prodigal son said in a deep voice, it was obvious that he was a little impatient.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help swallowing his saliva again, tensing up every nerve in his body, and he was extremely nervous.

He still looked out of the hall from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone to save him.

Seeing him like this, the prodigal son completely lost his patience.

Just when he was about to kill the middle-aged man in front of him, the breath of a strong man in the spiritual realm came from a distance,

The prodigal son narrowed his eyebrows slightly, turned around and looked outside the hall.

"Who are you? We, Shuihe Dynasty, have not offended you, have we?"

I saw an old man landed outside the main hall, staring at the prodigal son with frowning eyebrows, and said politely.

He was practicing in seclusion, but he suddenly felt a powerful aura coming from here, so he rushed over immediately.

He was convinced that he was not the opponent of the prodigal son, so he was still polite in speaking.

But in the next second, he was held down by the throat and lifted into the air.

His old eyes suddenly shrank, and his expression revealed endless astonishment.

He knew that the prodigal son must be very strong, and he was not his opponent, but he didn't expect him to be so strong.

A group of courtiers and Shuihe Dynasty kneeling on the ground were completely dumbfounded when they saw that their strongest man was easily subdued by the prodigal son.

The prodigal son stared at the old man in his hand, and said coldly:

"I give you two choices, one is to surrender, and the other is to die."

The old man looked at his pair of lethal eyes, his lips trembled slightly.

Nerves tense to the extreme.

"Stop! Please stop!"

Shui and Wang Chaohuang's panicked shouts came from the rear, and at this moment, he finally knew what the real law of the jungle is.

Since he was born, he has never encountered such a situation. The major powers south of Huaiyuan have always maintained a delicate balance, and the most powerful Taihui Dynasty is the same.

So he had never experienced such a feeling of despair as now, feeling particularly powerless.

The other party seemed to be able to destroy their water and dynasty with a single finger, and all their moves and tricks were transformed into a tulle that could be pierced with a finger.

The prodigal son turned his head when he heard the words, and saw that the emperor of Shuihe Dynasty had lowered his identity, knelt down on the ground, and stared at the prodigal son with panic and horror.