"Wait for innocence, the prince's hatred, do not share the sky..."

Di Jun roared, full of majesty, and the vast divine power bloomed.

The oppressed people could not raise their heads at all, smashed their heads down heavily, and did not dare to look directly.

They all felt the roar that Di Jun bloomed, and they all understood that this was to make everyone express their position, and the death of the demon prince involved a lot, ~ it can affect countless races.

But now all ten princes have fallen, even if there are intrigues and tricks in them, but not everyone can touch them, not even - they cannot touch half a point.

What we have to do now is to avenge the prince and hold the blood sea with a deep vendetta, otherwise the majesty of the demon race will not exist, and the face will not exist.

"I'm willing to fight to the death, only to avenge the prince!"

"I'm willing to fight to the death, only to avenge the prince!"

"I'm willing to fight to the death, only to avenge the prince!"

Although many demon races have displeasure in their hearts, but now they are helpless, Di Jun now shows an attitude, those who follow me prosper, those who go against me die.

There is already some desperation, and a bloody battle is needed to prove that the demon race is strong and not at the mercy of others.

The revenge of the blood sea must be repaid, otherwise the face will be lost, and the demon race will no longer be able to raise its head and face the gaze of all races.

"I am very relieved to have this determination!"

"This battle is a decisive battle, and a battle is decided!"

Di Jun's eyes burned with anger, straight into the sky, his breath was monstrous, and the Dao was shrouded in divine power.

"Obey, Your Majesty!"

Countless demon races breathed a sigh of relief at this time, although they fought to the death, they finally had a chance to win.

If you don't agree at this time, I'm afraid you will be killed on the spot, and there will be no chance at all.

Countless demon races went down to prepare and began to gather armies, and the demon races have multiplied for countless years, which can be described as a succession of strong people who are arrogant.

The population is even spread throughout the flood and barren land, and there are countless demon races, and if you want to gather them all, the time it takes may take several yuan meetings.

Since Donghuang Taiyi suffered heavy damage, he returned to the core of the sun to recover from his injuries, after all, Houtu's blow can be described as truly terrifying.

If it has not reached the late stage of the quasi-saint, I am afraid that I don't know how many times it has died at this time, and the mixed yuan Daluo Golden Immortal knows why it is terrifying, and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi can carry a blow with the dignity of the quasi-saint, which is enough to show its horror.

On the coast of the East China Sea, countless Terran tribes were protected by Su Mo and Nuwa, so they did not suffer much loss in ten days.

It also made countless races envious, and did not dare to hit the idea of the Terran again, after all, there are two Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortals, even saints dare not provoke.

Su Mo suppressed the three saints with the power of one person, and even fought a draw with the ancestor of Hongjun, such a terrifying achievement has long been spread throughout the flood wilderness, and the major races do not know how much they have heard.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Terrans developed vigorously, the strong came out one after another, conquered all directions, and the territory they owned became larger and larger, and directly divided the territory for the Terran territory.

The strength is strong enough to join the hundred races, but there is no quasi-saint powerhouse sitting in the town, so it has not entered the hundred races, but even so, the Terrans are also prestigious, spreading throughout the land of the flood and desolation.

Taiyin Star.

Su Mo opened his eyes and saw the affectionate Houtu standing beside him, his eyes full of adoration, and his face couldn't help but show a smile.

"I'm afraid the demon race will no longer deal with the witch clan, I'm afraid it will face the two saints in the west."

A flash of color flashed in Houtu's eyes, and although he did not dare to be sure in his heart, he already had a trace of speculation.

"Big brother, that Jun Ti is simply a villain, provoking the two races of demons and witches, and a big war will make the living beings miserable."

Su Mo couldn't help but smile, and a smile appeared on his face:

"Back then, the West had plenty of spiritual energy and did not fall behind the East Four." (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）