C650 Myriad Devil Cult Destroyed
C650 Myriad Devil Cult Destroyed
However, he suddenly realized that no matter how he played the Ghost Flute, the thousands of Dead Body of the God of Berserkers remained motionless. Each of them knelt on the ground like a boulder, worshipping Ye Lan and the 30 ancient God of Berserkers Divine King phantoms behind him.
"The Power of the God of Berserkers is mine!"
Xue Yunhua was furious.
He knew very well that if he didn't kill Ye Lan today and take away the Power of the God of Berserkers that he possessed, it would be impossible for him to completely control the thousands of Dead Body of the God of Berserkers for his own use.
With a leap, Xue Yunhua lunged at Ye Lan.
He struck out with his palm toward Ye Lan.
Roar ~
With a furious roar, a Dead Body of the God of Berserkers flew into a rage. It swung its fist violently towards Xue Yunhua.
The force of its punch was tremendous. It shattered the void, threw the heaven and earth into chaos, and caused the mind to tremble.
Xue Yunhua's expression changed drastically. Countless Devil Qi surged crazily in his body, wrapping him up and trying to block the attack of the Dead Body of the God of Berserkers.
Boom ~
The huge fist landed on Xue Yunhua's body, instantly shattering the Devil Qi that was hovering around his body. At the same time, the overbearing force of the huge fist penetrated through the layers of Devil Qi and struck Xue Yunhua's body.
___'s ribs were broken, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood on the spot.
Roar ~
The roar sounded once again. It was another huge Dead Body of the God of Berserkers that automatically protected its master, and it launched a violent attack at Xue Yunhua.
How could Xue Yunhua defend himself against the attack of those few Dead Body of the God of Berserkers?
Half of his body was shattered, and he fell to the ground, heavily injured and on the verge of death.
"Hehe! Will this seat die as well? It seems like I am also a weakling. Am I going to abandon Wuqing in this world? "
Before his death, Xue Yunhua's face was full of self-mockery.
Controlling thousands of Dead Body of the God of Berserkers was his most powerful trump card.
But now, this trump card had fallen into Ye Lan's hands.
This made his heart filled with unwillingness.
You will die in Ye Lan's hands. One day, Ye Lan will avenge us!
It was said that before people died, they would think back to the scenes of their lives.
Xue Yunhua was no exception. Before he died, he remembered what Murong Dan said before he died. He said that he would die in Ye Lan's hands. Now, those words that he didn't care about had become reality.
"Mother, your son is unfilial. I have disappointed you. He didn't become the strongest. He only became a weakling, a useless weakling."
Tears flowed down from the corner of Xue Yunhua's eyes. He thought of his mother, the scene of her facing Expert from the Divine Sect alone, and then dying in Expert from the Divine Sect's hands.
That scene had always been a pain in his heart.
Hateful. His father, Dragon Abyss Emperor, didn't dare to openly oppose the Divine Sect. He was willing to serve the Divine Sect loyally.
It was also because of that incident that Xue Yunhua's thoughts had undergone an extreme change.
In his heart, there was only one thought. In this world, the strong lived, and the weak never had the right to live.
At the same time, he also hated Dragon Abyss Emperor, and hated the entire Dragon Abyss.
He wanted revenge. He wanted to overthrow the Dragon Abyss. He wanted to make the Dragon Abyss, a weak country that even his mother couldn't protect, completely cease to exist.
Then, he would create a new Dragon Abyss, a powerful country that only true experts could survive in.
One day, he would lead this country and slaughter his way to the Divine Sect to avenge his mother's death.
"What did you think of?"
Dragon Abyss Emperor arrived in front of Xue Yunhua. His hands trembled as he tightly hugged Xue Yunhua, who had half of his body broken. He allowed the blood on Xue Yunhua's body to stain his armor and dragon robe.
Dragon Abyss Emperor did not notice it either.
"I thought of my mother's death. She died because of you."
Xue Yunhua smiled bitterly. Blood kept dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"So, you hate me as your father?"
"I hate you! Not only do I hate you, I also hate the entire Dragon Abyss, a mighty empire, for not being able to avenge my mother."
"So, more than ten years ago, you went missing, entered the devil religion, and became the master of the Myriad Devil Cult?"
Dragon Abyss Emperor smiled bitterly, his face was full of grief.
"That's right."
"You should hate me, and you should kill me. But you shouldn't harm the entire Dragon Abyss."
"What's the point of saying all this? Royal Father."
Xue Yunhua smiled.
"I have lost this battle. Myriad Devil Cult has lost. I will never be able to avenge my mother for the rest of my life.
I hate not only you, but also the Dragon Abyss, the Divine Sect, and myself. I am too weak! "
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"If there is a next life, I don't want to be your son anymore."
Xue Yunhua said with a smile.
Then, he closed his eyes and died.
"Myriad Devil Cult, kill!"
When the Dragon Abyss Side saw that Xue Yunhua was dead and all the Dead Body of the God of Berserkers were under Ye Lan's command, their morale soared. They started to surround and intercept the surviving disciples of the Myriad Devil Cult.
One by one, the experts of the Myriad Devil Cult lost their lives under the iron hooves of the Dragon Abyss's army.
On this day, the Myriad Devil Cult was destined to cease to exist.
"Please spare my life, General. Please spare my life. In the past, I had no choice but to submit to the Myriad Devil Cult because of the Myriad Devil Cult's coercion.
Now, I am willing to lead the Hundred-Dao Sect and return to the Dragon Abyss. I will serve Dragon Abyss Emperor loyally and loyally!"
The Myriad Devil Cult had lost its momentum. The Hundred-Dao Sect, who had once betrayed the Dragon Abyss and joined the Myriad Devil Cult, was now in a state of complete panic.
Many experts and disciples of Hundred-Dao Sect begged for forgiveness and were willing to return to Dragon Abyss. Unfortunately, the only response they received was the furious and cold sabers of the soldiers of Dragon Abyss.
The Sect Master of the Hundred-Dao Sect was no exception. He was killed by a general of the Dragon Abyss.
"The Myriad Devil Cult has lost. The Hundred-Dao Sect has been destroyed. Everyone, see you in the next life."
In the void, Chess Man sat on the ground and started burning himself. He ignited the star power in his body and started burning his divine soul and physical strength.
He looked at Xiao Molin, Huang Tianqing, and the others with a faint smile on his face.
After a long time, the Chess Man of the first generation died, his body and soul destroyed.
"It's destroyed, it's all destroyed. Before the old Sect Master passed away, he shouldn't have entrusted the Myriad Devil Cult to Xue Yunhua!"
Old Man Blood Devil heaved a long sigh towards the sky. The Myriad Devil Cult had lost its power, and he didn't want to fight anymore.
There was only grief and indignation in his heart. He hated the previous Cult Master for choosing Xue Yunhua, and because of that, he caused such a devastating disaster to his Myriad Devil Cult.
Similarly, Branch Sect Master of the Sword Hall also felt grief and indignation in his heart. The anger in his chest was difficult to vent, and he had directly cut his own throat with his sword, leaving the world for the rest of his life.
The Myriad Devil Cult of this generation had completely ceased to exist.
In the void, Ye Lan's forehead was covered in sweat, and his face was as pale as a sheet of paper.
Earlier, he was struck by a Dead Body of the God of Berserkers and was severely injured.
Now, in order to deal with the myriad of Dead Body of the God of Berserkers controlled by Xue Yunhua, he crazily circulated the Power of the God of Berserkers in one breath and summoned thirty ancient God of Berserkers Divine King phantoms.
His body was already far beyond the limit, and it was extremely difficult for him to withstand such a powerful force.
The Power of the God of Berserkers was too deep and powerful.
Even with Ye Lan's current cultivation base, controlling five or even six ancient God of Berserkers Divine Kings was already the limit.
Thirty was the limit of his limit.
"Lei Qingfeng, Lin Tianshu. Your Ancestor has finally found the two of you!
Today, the two of you will die without a doubt. "
In the sky above Death Valley, the dark clouds that had been hovering all year round had vanished in an instant.
A huge teleportation formation appeared.
Under everyone's astonished gaze, Patriarch Ji of Extraterritorial Divine Sect led numerous experts from the Ji family and appeared like a heavenly soldier.
The divine might of every expert of the Ji family made people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.
Putong ~
Putong ~
Within the Death Valley, tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the Dragon Abyss couldn't help but kneel down on the ground. They faced the mighty experts of the Ji family in the sky and bowed to them like they were bowing to a god.