Chapter 1718: Fall one by one

"I have long heard that Brother Li treats his only son as a treasure, and has exhausted his mind. Now it seems that it is true."
The sage of Wanliu is indifferent and authentic.
The lawful leader is also a top giant himself, and his strength is comparable to them. Moreover, that person has always been rigid and meticulous!
Because of this, none of the former Shizu giants thought that he would intervene to dominate the inheritance of the mountain.
Thinking about it now, I can make this big leader make an exception, nothing more than Li Daozang in front of him
His only son!
Liao Du has deep affection, even if it is the leader of the lawful, it is no exception.
As long as the beloved son can get the devil's intent, he is a real giant! In the future, even if the world of God's Domain is shattered, there is no fear at all.
Even if it returns to the stars, it can run rampant forever, and no one dares to mess with it.
This is exactly where Li Ran's plan lies.
"Boom! Boom!"
When the avatar of the Wanliu Saint appeared, the God Child Dutian and the Giant Ant God were completely desperate.
This Wanliu saint has always shown himself in the face of a gentle elder, and he has always looked like he is indisputable in the world.
Even if it was a conflict with other Shizu giants, he chose to give in first.
But now, since he has revealed his true colors, he will naturally not give anyone any chance of leakage.
This tycoon will continue to confuse the rest of the First Clan Supreme Councillors with such a face!
Therefore, they must die.
"Since I'm here, I have a plan to fall, my nephews, don't you even understand this?"
The Saint Wanliu smiled faintly, the three-life divine stone in his hand flew out, piercing through with a sharp howling sound, and directly killed the two.
"Don't kill me! Uncle Wanliu, my father is close to you, and has always obeyed your guidance! Don't worry, I will never reveal what happened today! If you don't believe me, I can swear to my natal soul !"
Young Master Yanyan yelled.
The Saint Wanliu was directly amused by him: "You and Naofu are just born in flames, where are you, your natal souls?"
He has lived for tens of thousands of years. He has never seen so many ups and downs in his entire life, and experienced many sinister hearts!
Because of this, he swears to all the bets, without the slightest sense of trust. The only thing the Saint Wanliu believes is himself! Only absolute power!
"Boom!"
The Saint Wanliu didn't hesitate at all, but just flicked, the three-life divine stone flew uncertainly, and continued to bombard away.
In the unwilling and angry eyes of Young Master Yanyan, the divine stone directly penetrated his chest and abdomen, causing him to fall on the spot!
At this point, the Young Master of the First Clan died without a single death, leaving the three lives alone.
"Wan Liu, it really is you."
Suddenly, a voice with infinite resentment sounded.
Then, a faint black glow appeared in the void, and then gathered into a figure full of the emperor's breath!
Then, it is the Heaven Devil Emperor!
It turned out that he had never fallen, but used an unknown method to hide.
When he saw this scene, Li Daozang was completely stupid. He had been pretentious and wise and looked down on anyone.
Even the First Clan Supremes who are rampant in the starry sky, in his view, are just a group of martial arts with brute force!
Once he reaches the same level of cultivation, those martial artists are not worthy of being put in his eyes.
But now, he understands that all these people are absolute human spirits! They have more mental planning than they do not know how many times!
Suddenly, a feeling of humiliation appeared on his mind, and Li Daozang couldn't help but feel a strong sense of shame.
"Devil."
Saint Wanliu nodded, his expression was not surprising, it seemed that the other party had never fallen and was already in his calculations.
"This is the end of the matter, and there is no need to mention everything in the past. If you give up the struggle, I can promise to give you a chance to be born again."
"Rebirth?"
The Heavenly Devil Emperor smiled suddenly, "Is it another clone of your Ten Thousand Flowing Saint? You disciple, I am afraid that your soul has already been wiped out by you?"
At this moment, the Dutian God Child and others have fallen. If they are still alive, they will be shocked and sluggish!
Originally in their imagination, the Saint Wanliu was just hiding a soul body in Sanshengluo, and it appeared at the critical moment.
Listening to the words of the Heavenly Devil Emperor, there is no such thing as a "Sansheng Luo" in this world! This Young Master of the First Clan was originally a clone of Wanliu Saint!
However, his performance makes people imperceptible to any abnormalities. Whether it is arrogance, impulsiveness, recklessness, or shrinking, none of them will make people think of Wanliu Saint.
This Shizu giant is equivalent to forcibly creating a clone that is completely different from himself! And it's not a disguise for one or two days, but tens of thousands of years!
Li Daozang was already dumbfounded, unable to speak a word.
He felt that he was inferior to these old and cunning giants.
"What's wrong with that?"
The Wanliu Saint was exposed, and there was no irritation or anger. He just said indifferently, "This world will eventually become the pasture of the First Clan! And I will become the hero of the First Clan in opening up another world! You can become me Why are you not reconciled to the clone?"
"Haha! Wanliu! This is your true face!"
The Tian Devil Emperor roared in grief and indignation. Back then, he had misbelieved in the face of the elder revealed by the Saint Wanliu, and fell into the trap and eventually fell.
For so many years, he has never wanted to understand the root cause of the change that year. Even, he had doubted all the giants of the First Clan, but had never doubted the Ten Thousand Flowing Saints!
Now, he finally understood that this Wanliu saint was the biggest black hand.
"Even if the emperor dies, you will never want to succeed!"
The breath of the Heavenly Devil Emperor was burning.
"If you have the devil intent in your hand, I would still be a little bit jealous of you. It's a pity now--"
Saint Wanliu shook his head and cast his eyes to the light bead in his hand.
Suddenly. The color of extreme horror was diffused, and he shouted violently: "You!"
A ridiculous expression appeared on the face of the Heavenly Demon Emperor: "This emperor can fake a heart core, can't he fake the heavenly devil's will? Give me a blow!"
"Boom!"
In an instant, the devilish intent held by the Ten Thousand Flowing Sage in the palm of the sky exploded, and layers of world shadows emerged, rushing into the Ten Thousand Flowing Sage like a wave.
"Damn! You, you!"
The Saint Wanliu couldn't believe that the benefits he thought he had gotten were actually a huge trap.
It was even harder for him to believe that he, who had always been considered as having no plan, would actually be put on by a dead man!
"You, you actually have a sub-world! Damn it!"
The Saint Wanliu was filled with infinite resentment, and endless resentment appeared on his face.
He finally understood that the devil in his hand could not be completely regarded as a fake world.
It is essentially a "sub-world" born within a complete world. As long as there is enough world, it can also evolve into one world.
Perhaps, the Heavenly Devil Emperor had the idea of ​​nurturing it to maturity. In that case, he will be able to have the blessings of the two big worlds, strong enough to sweep many giants by one person!
It is a pity that he was designed to fall, and his calculations fell through.
In that way, he naturally has no possibility to evolve it into completeness. Therefore, he simply had an idea to transform this world into a fake demon intent!
He believed that even if the Supreme Councillor came in person, it would not be possible to notice anything unusual.
At that time, the Heavenly Demon Emperor had already planned everything secretly, and he wanted to use this fake Heavenly Demon intent to hang out those who had harmed him!
Now, he can be regarded as getting his wish.
As for resurrection, rebirth, etc., the Heavenly Devil Emperor has no hope for a long time.
A strong person who has reached his level of cultivation, once he falls, and then wants to resurrect, the energy he needs will be earth-shattering!
Unless someone can control several big worlds like God's Domain, otherwise, any promise is vain.
"boom!"
The body of the Saint Wanliu suddenly disappeared.
If he hadn't taken away the devil's intent, only relying on his hidden strength, he could advance and retreat freely, no one could force him to stay.
Unfortunately, the greed in the heart hurt him!
Although the Saint Wanliu has lived for a long time, and his cultivation base is shocking to the world, this clone also contains his countless resources of terror.
Once destroyed, the loss to him is extremely terrible!
Therefore, the Heavenly Devil Emperor's conspiracy can be regarded as revenge for himself.
Since entering the imperial palace, there have been many shocking changes, making people almost breathless.
At this moment, the imperial palace's restrictions dissipated, and Ye Xiaoxiao rushed in. When she saw the scene in front of her, she was also dumbfounded and stunned.
"Senior Sister Three!"
Seeing her, Lingdie seemed to see her relatives, hugging her and cried, "That fellow Yang Lie is dead."
At this moment, Li Daozang's eyes lit up!
He saw that although the Heavenly Devil Emperor had won the final victory on the surface, his own loss was also extremely great.
Today's Heavenly Devil Emperor, I am afraid it is the end of the battle!
Even oneself can easily kill it.
But right now, the strong in this palace are all law-abiding! Who can compete with himself?
The real demon intent is his own!
"Do you think you are a big winner?"
Suddenly, the Heavenly Devil Emperor looked at him mockingly, with incomparable joking in his expression.
"Is not it?"
Li Daozang looked fierce, "You have calculated everything, but unfortunately you still haven't calculated your own strength defects! Now you, do you still have the power to fight again?"
"Tian Devil Emperor, because you were once a generation of heroes, as long as you hand over the devil intent, I can promise you a happy one!"
laugh!
laughing out loud!
Laugh crazy!
Seeing Li Daozang lost his patience by his own laughter, the Heavenly Devil Emperor finally stopped and repeated: "Do you think you are the final winner?"
"Do you still want to pretend to be a god? Since you don't know how to praise, then I will send you a ride!"
Li Daozang yelled, he was about to order Zuoqiu Shenhai to make a lore--
Suddenly, a self-deprecating sound rang out: "It's up to now, your Excellency should show up too, right?"
"What? Anyone else?"
In the eyes of everyone who was surprised or suspicious, or could not believe it, a figure in a mysterious robe slowly emerged.
He smiled slightly and clasped his hands together: "Junior Yang Lie, I have seen the Emperor of Heaven!"
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