Strongest Battle Emperor

Demon God Temple glared at the powerhouse.

But where does Gui Zun Ye Youming put these goods in his eyes?

Ye Youming said with a strange smile: “Perfectly clear written in the contract: After expelling Blood Race, Moonlight City and Rakshasa City are left to us, and the remaining Quicksand City, Asura City and Bingfeng City give you Demon God Temple.”

“At the same time, Moonlight City and the other four main cities, such as the Valley of Pale, must be handed over to us to control. No one can enter.”

“Not only is it perfectly clear as written in the contract, but also Donghuang and Fengling testify.”

“Why? Do you Demon God Temple want to break the contract? “

At this time, it was true. The Demon God Temple group also knew it, and they were speechless by Ye Youming’s question.

Shen Lang laughed and said: “Of course we, Demon God Temple, can’t do such a thing as a breach of contract, and we don’t bother to do it.”

“It’s just that the contract does say Perfectly clear…After expelling Blood Race! Now the forces of both sides are still chasing Blood Race. Within the range of the five main cities, Blood Races a fish that escaped the net is actually quite a lot.”

“Not bad, not bad!” A group of people at Demon God Temple agreed.

Shen Lang said again: “Lets do it, how about five days? Within five days of this time, after the two sides join forces to kill the Blood Race, we will exit this place as planned. .”

“Then you guard the inner layer, our Demon God Temple guards the outer periphery, and everyone joins forces to arrange a large array of defenses, and then find the eternal tree, how about?”

Ye Youming pondered for a moment, and then answered complied: “Yes!”

Demon God Temple a group of people immediately looked towards Shen Lang with gratitude…In one sentence, they bought the Demon God Temple for five days, and it was really worth it. It’s a “little evil star” that makes people smelly!

Shen Lang and the two sang double reeds here, bluffing the people of Demon God Temple for a moment.

In fact, what’s the use of five more days?

The good things on the Source of Pain Tower have been raided by Lan Mengling. How many good things can Blood Race leave in the five main cities?

For the people of Demon God Temple, there is a fight, but it’s just good-looking.

Shen Lang saw that the two sides had no objection, his body rose into the air, and he said loudly: “Five days later, everyone from Vermilion Bird House will go to Asura City to meet.”

Like falling from the sky, spreading towards all directions.

Although the voice doesn’t sound very loud, people in the entire Plaguelands can hear it clearly.

Shen Lang, who has reached the realm of the Emperor Wujing Nine Layers Heaven, has a majesty in his gestures, jokes and words.

“Hui!”

A huge flaming crane flew over and carried Shen Lang and Lan Mengling on his back.

This is the body of Huo Nishang, the leader of the wing tribe.

“My lord, where are you and Her Highness the Princess going now? Let the neon clothes carry you?” Huo Nishang made a clear and sweet voice.

Like the people in Vermilion Bird Mansion, she called Lan Mengling Her Highness the Princess instead of Mansion Lord.

Shen Lang slightly smiled said: “Dont bother with the leader of the neon clothes, Lan Er and I will go to Moonlight Lake to have a look.”

Rather than wait for Lan Mengling to speak, Shen Lang steps in the void , Has been moved towards the south of Moonlight City.

Lan Mengling glanced around to pay attention to the people here, carrying her hands on her back, and following gracefully.

Moonlight Lake is in the jungle more than four hundred miles away from Moonlight City.

Here is not corroded by Blood Race, it still maintains its original purity and calm.

Looking around, the water surface is as clear as a mirror, and the moon is shining, peaceful and quiet.

“What a beautiful place, is this the moonlight lake where the eternal tree grows in the legend?” Lan Mengling couldn’t help sighing.

In such a place, even the tenacious temperament such as the powerhouse at the end of the emperor mirror is still easily disturbed.

Shen Lang sat down on the bluestone by the lake, sighed and said: “The entire Moonglade has been corroded by Blood Race into a plague land, because Blood Race took this place as their The back garden, this area can still remain intact.”

Blue Mengling raised his eyebrows: “How do you know?”

Shen Lang indifferently said: “Kill that many Blood Race Emperor Martial Mirror Powerhouse, do you know this?”

“The battle in the Plaguelands has finally come to an end. But Blood Race will never let it go. Sooner or later, it will gather power to return in a swirl of dust __ dont know when this plague land will change back to the moonlight woodland?”

“When will there be no war in this world, and people who love each other can stay there forever. Together, forever?”

Lan Mengling opened her mouth, did not speak, and lowered her head.

As the palace lord of the Demon God Temple Vermilion Bird, where would she think about war or death?

In order to find Origin Force fragments to build the altar and welcome the return of the Demon Lord Avatar;

In order to subdue various races or forces…

Thousands of years , Big Sect ruined in her hands are not a few.

She has been in a high position early in the morning, and she is in charge of countless lives and deaths. Where would she consider such a thing?

Many times, the foul wind and bloody rain in the Western Wilderness were caused by her personally…

In a sense, Vermilion Bird Mansion still has her, in fact, It’s just the killing machine of the Demon God Temple, or the war machine.

took a deep breath, as if to summon up the courage, Lan Mengling said leisurely: “greed and hope are not only the origin of war, but also the root of all evil… and all of this It comes from people themselves.”

“As long as there are people in any world, there is impossible peace in an absolute sense.”

“We in troubled times can only let Only when ones strength becomes stronger and stronger can you face the cruelty of war.”

“When the strength reaches a certain level, even in Battle of God and Demon, people who love each other can still be together “

When she spoke, she looked like a queen of aloof and remote, but after she finished speaking, Lan Mengling glanced at Shen Lang quickly, as if she was a little worried that Shen Lang would disagree with her statement.

Shen Lang put his hands on the back of his head and lay down. Erlang’s legs were tilted and he said softly: “Formidable power can indeed protect many things, but it may not be able to win love.”

“As the princess of the Vermilion Bird One clan, do you really care about this endless war? Are you really willing to live in such a place? Do you really care about death?”

< p>“I dont know why the Vermilion Bird One clan left, but if it werent for the turmoil of the world, how could the Vermilion Bird One clan suddenly disappear without a trace?”

“If you choose, Are you willing to kill again and again with your relatives and friends, in the vortex of the war; or are you more willing to blow the air, chat, or close your eyes and sleep on the edge of the moonlight lake like now?”

Lan Mengling was silent again.

After experiencing countless wars, she has never thought about such things.

Even if it weren’t for being with Shen Lang, no matter how beautiful this Moonlight Lake is, she might not be able to keep her footsteps.

But now sitting by the lake, with him, enjoying the tranquility and sweetness…It seems that in a dream, in deep in one’s heart, I have been looking forward to it!

After ten thousand years of loneliness and ten thousand years of fighting, she never thought about not caring about war.

Never thought about where to live.

In other words, what kind of life to choose.

Enter the Demon God Temple, even if the power is overwhelming and the cultivation base is peerless, what right do you have to demand or even control your own destiny?

In the Demon God Temple, any powerful existence is nothing but a slave or a puppet of the Demon Lord.

Slaves and puppets are not qualified to worry about their own destiny.

I can control my own destiny even more impossible…

Thinking of this, Lan Mengling felt a kind of heart-piercing pain inexplicably.

Suddenly, she wanted to be a mortal.

Sit here with that person, put your head on his shoulders, blow the hair and sing with him.

“I really don’t care about war, am I not afraid of war? Don’t I be afraid of death?”

Lan Mengling suddenly felt his heart pierced fiercely, and the pain was piercing.

She really didn’t care about all this before.

Even if it is, death.

She lives like a doll.

The only hope in my heart is to find the Vermilion Bird One family.

Finding the Vermilion Bird One family is also the only reason to support her survival.

But…

Since when did she want to see a certain person?

Since when did she feel that living in this World is a very happy thing?

Since when did she start to be afraid of war, and fear that a certain person would die in this war?

When did she start to feel frightened for a certain person, and wanted to use her wings to protect him and protect him?

Speaking of which, she is actually very afraid of war…

At least, she is afraid that the person will be involved in this war, but she is powerless.

Lan Mengling already knows that she cares more and more about Shen Lang, and more and more care about every word Shen Lang says.

She will never forget, at the gate of Yumudong Fudi, the moment before the Avatar was crushed by the Blood King Radaos.

At that moment, Shen Lang’s eyes were red, and he looked crazy. Using the cultivation base of the trifling quasi-emperor’s mirror, he slashed at the blood emperor Radaus with a knife, and put out a pair of perish together Posture.

Lan Mengling cant tell, Shen Lang did it for jingle, or for her.

Or both.

But at the moment of his final death, Shen Lang looked at her with bleeding eyes… She would never be mistaken for the hatred and nostalgia in those eyes.

This guy who attracted her the first time I met, at that moment, it was already deeply engraved in her heart, can’t you forget it again?

This is a person who can do it for the one he loves without caring about destroy both body and soul;

This is also a person who can be born to death for a group of strangers;

On the other hand, I took the Vermilion Bird Mansion to sit in the Western Wilderness and fought around in the Western Wilderness, but I was a demonic girl killing people like scything flax……

Now Demon God Temple To be born, Monarch Overlooking The Whole World.

Vermilion Bird Mansion will also set off foul wind and bloody rain again in the Western Wilderness, but he sat beside him, lamenting the war.

How absurd is all this?

What if you beat Blood Race?

Demon God Temple, it is actually a larger and more terrifying force than Blood Race!

The guy beside him, behaved perversely, killed and decided, was treated as a demon by the powerhouse of Demon God Temple… But he is actually a kind person who makes people want to cry.

Such a person, because she deliberately did it, she became the servant of Vermilion Bird.

How can such a person continue to look forward to it in Demon God Temple?

How long can he persist in the evil spreading place of Demon God Temple?

Is it that day when he and himself will be hostile?

If one day, he really got to that point, dealing with Demon God Temple like dealing with Blood Race…

At that time, what should he do?

After losing clansman, she was completely unable to resist the huge monster of Demon God Temple.

I can’t resist even more, really, Supreme’s Demon God-Demon Lord!

So, how should she face him?

How to protect him?

Thinking about these things, Lan Mengling feels a very unreal feeling. For thousands of years, the mood of ancient well without ripples is completely messed up. Heart Demon begin to stir, and his breathing has become rapid. stand up.

“What’s the matter with you? Why is your complexion so bad?”

Shen Lang, seeing Lan Mengling’s complexion, sat up and asked.