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Chapter 1092: The Blood River Flows Between the Flower Vines
"King of Blood River! My Flame Magma Family has pledged allegiance to the Flame Flow Emperor..."

"You are such a bold servant! We are the servants of Emperor Yanliu..."

"You have to die!"

In the Flame Magma Family of the last Horned Demon Emperor Clan in the Yellow Sand World, a river of blood that reached the sky emerged from the void, broke through the formation, and soaked the entire family.

All the noise, cursing, and roaring finally disappeared.

After a moment, one smooth white skeleton after another floated up in the river of blood, covering a large area with no end in sight.

The supreme masters and honorable sirs in the hearts of countless slaves in the past have now become dead objects without any life and can no longer be distinguished.

"All beings are equal..."

"I have given it to you, be grateful to me..."

The blood-robed Taoist emerged from the blood river, muttering to himself.

The blood river rolled back, and the entire Flame Magma Family became quiet. The air was fresh and pleasant, without any smell of blood, and was exceptionally clean.

The Emperor of the Sky did not show up.

The people of this family were not his subordinates to begin with, and they betrayed him again, so it was naturally impossible to rescue them.

As for Emperor Yanliu...

Although his attitude had always been tough and he would scold at any time, at this moment, he might not dare to appear in front of the already half-crazy Blood River King and scold him condescendingly as a master.

After the last of the Magma Family was destroyed.

The Blood River King calmed down a little.

He looked at the entire yellow sand world, and it seemed that the whole world was much more relaxed. Something that had been oppressing all living beings in the world for hundreds of thousands of years suddenly disappeared at this moment today.

The Horned Demon Emperor clan has basically lost its right to rule this world.

If it could continue like this for tens of thousands of years, the Yellow Sand World might be able to develop various demon and human immortal civilizations, instead of having to support one race with the blood and tears of all races.

Jiang Ding's spiritual sense swept around.

After discovering they had lost their masters, many slaves became panic-stricken and chaos ensued.

At the same time, more slaves were ecstatic.

"good."

"I did a lot of good things..."

Jiang Ding felt a lot of comfort in his heart.

He turned and left without taking any more care of the human race among all races, which would bring disaster to them.

As long as we win in the end, everything will be fine.

Even the most brutal order of the human race's immortal sect is a hundred times better than the order of the Horned Demon Emperor. As long as there is victory in the end, all sacrifices will be worth it.

"Emperor Realm Foundation,"

"More blood is needed..."

The Blood River King murmured.

He left the Yellow Sand World through the Flame Stone Family's hidden teleportation array and continued to look for what he needed. His original body and his countless clones caused blood demon disasters in one place after another, causing countless members of the Horned Demon Emperor's clan to tremble with fear. Wherever they passed, the wild was filled with bones.

Before I knew it, more than ten years had passed.

The Blood River King destroyed several royal families and killed a large number of members of the Horned Demon Emperor. Finally, he expanded the scope of the killing to the Demon Rock Clan and other ninth-level slave clans who assisted him in his evil deeds. The Blood River flooded for tens of thousands of miles, saving the sinful creatures in the midst and apologizing to the countless slave clan members who had died in his hands in the past.

As soon as the son of the Cangkong Emperor came, he immediately ran. The kings of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan were far inferior to him in terms of individual strength, and could not catch up with him at all, even if they set an ambush in advance and even if they invited the clan's treasures.

The Blood River King traveled through many small realms, disrupting the rule of the Emperor Cangkong.

However, later on, his killing rate gradually slowed down.

Because the kings of the Horned Demon Emperor clan all chose to take their clansmen with them, or seal them in unknown places and no longer stick to their clans, often a real member of the Horned Demon Emperor clan cannot be found in the entire Small Thousand Worlds.

For this reason, the Blood River King had to spread the killing to the eighth and seventh class slave tribes, who were also the beneficiaries of the Horned Demon Emperor's order. They were responsible for assisting in oppressing the vast human race and many slave tribes, massacring an entire race at will and burying the corpses in the earth to nourish the spiritual veins of the mines.

Now, the judgment has come.

Many small worlds were covered in blood.

In the end, even the riots and clashes among thousands of slaves calmed down, and they looked in horror at the river of blood that stretched from sky to earth and swallowed countless lives.

In this blood river in the sky, the expression of the Blood River King began to become hideous and distorted, with a face full of madness and violence.

In front of him, a long sword as bright red as blood jade was crystal clear. Billions of blood dragons the size of arms rushed into the flying sword and were swallowed by it. From time to time, faces appeared on the sword body, including members of the Horned Demon Emperor, the Demon Rock, the Black Tiger, the Mountain Rock... The faces of many seventh-, eighth-, and ninth-class slave tribes appeared and disappeared, roaring, howling, and wailing resentfully all the time, trying to break free from the flying sword, but being forcibly pulled back and stuffed into the sword body, enduring the consumption of billions of blood rivers and sword energy in the sword body.

Obviously, after traveling through all realms, killing countless people, and devouring countless lives, even the Blood River King has reached the brink of going insane and can no longer control himself.

This is the fate of the demonic cultivators. It would not be surprising if they self-exploded and died the next moment.

"hey-hey!"

"Emperor Realm..."

The Blood River King laughed softly, and the blood light in his eyes swirled like a whirlpool, and could no longer be restrained.

At this moment, his heart was filled with manic thoughts of killing. An instinctive voice kept urging him in his heart, telling him that the sixth-class slave race also had original sin and should be cleansed. Only in this way would the world become cleaner and justice would come faster.

"This is wrong, evil thought."

"The sixth-class slave tribe is already being oppressed more than they are oppressing others. They can no longer be expanded. The Horned Demon Emperor tribe cannot allow so many slave tribes to gain dividends."

"Yes,"

"You can't lie to me."

The Blood River King laughed softly: "The sinner cannot be exaggerated any further. This is a matter of principle."

"I have reached my limit now. I can no longer absorb any more blood. Otherwise, I will explode and die immediately."

"Now it takes time to wear away and refine. It will take at least a thousand years to settle, wear away, and refine."

"or……"

Jiang Ding looked up at the sky: "Come and bring more enemies, so that I can achieve a breakthrough in life and death, kill the evil thoughts, rebuild my foundation, and finally become the emperor."

“The sky…”

The sound gradually became fainter.

In the magic vine world, a blood river that stretches for thousands of miles flows in the sky. It flows from east to west as the sun rises and the moon sets, and changes with the changes in the celestial phenomena, becoming a part of natural phenomena.

At the beginning of this blood river, the breath of life was huge and chaotic, as if billions of lives were roughly mixed together. Every time the heart beat, it was like the roar of the Nine Heavens Thunder God and countless creatures were whispering.

As time passed, the sound of the heartbeat gradually became weaker.

The breath of the blood river gradually became weaker.

In the end, this blood river no longer had any breath of life and fell into complete dormancy, becoming a part of nature and moving with the movement of heaven and earth.

The creatures of all races in the Demonic Vine World who were born after that gradually got used to the existence of the blood river in the sky.

(End of this chapter)