Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

Chapter 4492 Panic

Golden weapons and iron horses, peerless splendor!

As Zaporo and Ziran rushed into the camp of the frenzied ancient army, they brought not only swords and horses, but also endless swords, whips, screams, explosions, and blood.

This was not a one-sided massacre, but an outpouring of rage from Zaporo and nature, both as women.

Every time the sword was swung, it would bring up a sword light that stretched across dozens of universes, chopping countless ancient warriors who were fleeing in panic into pieces, with their broken limbs flying everywhere.

Zaporo was even more ruthless. He swung the holy whip in his hand, and densely packed heads floated up. Countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood formed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, a dozen madly roaring little demon dragons raged rapidly, eating alive the fish that had escaped the net and attacking them at a dimensionality reduction rate.

Seeing the two beauties killing each other so fiercely, Jiang Chen couldn't help but be amazed.

Once a woman becomes ruthless, no man can stand up to her, especially when their bottom line is touched. It's as if they are addicted to killing.

On the side, the seven ancient saints looked at each other and nodded in praise.

They haven't seen such bloody killings for a long time. Now that it has reappeared, their originally calm hearts begin to boil with blood.

After a while, Ancient Sage Chi Xuan was eager to try and asked, "How about we try it out as well?"

These words immediately resonated with the other ancient saints, and they all looked at Jiang Chen with enthusiasm.

"You are old and weak, just forget it." Jiang Chen refused decisively: "Before entering the Taiheng world, you should not show up!"

This rejection immediately turned the enthusiasm of the seven ancient saints into frustration!

Old arms and legs?

Is this being disliked?

If you think about it carefully, each of them is now a residual soul, not a living being. If something goes wrong, they will be completely destroyed.

But Jiang Chen's words really hurt!

The slaughter in front was still going on, and it was becoming more and more crazy, so much so that the screams of the ancient warriors who were fleeing in all directions became more intense, and in the end they didn't even bother to resist, and let Zaporo and nature beat them madly!

It has to be said that the weapons Jiang Chen gave them were completely tailor-made for them, and they were used to their full potential. They could be described as the sickles in the hands of two gods of death. Wherever the swords and whips passed, rivers of blood flowed and millions of corpses were left!

However, while there is widespread wailing over here, at this moment the blood sacrifice platform is a place of peace and prosperity, with bells and drums ringing, it is so lively!

As the ruler here, the Demon Emperor gathered the ten domain lords, twenty-seven holy marshals, and one hundred and sixty-eight holy generals under his command, and held a grand ceremony just to welcome one person to join - the nameless self.

With extremely high standards and extraordinary courtesy, he not only conferred Wuming the title of Demon Lord of the Blood Sacrifice Platform for Questioning the Heart, but also presented Wuming with the Blood Sacrifice Platform's most precious Seven Swords of Saint Mystery, making him the true second in command of the Blood Sacrifice Platform for Questioning the Heart, second only to the Demon Emperor.

The high-level officials of the Blood Sacrifice and Inquiry Platform were naturally dissatisfied with such an arrangement, but due to the intimidation from the Demon Emperor, they could only dare to express their anger but not to speak out.

But at such a grand welcome ceremony, they were forced to toast each other and could only deal with it with a fake smile. Some of those with bad tempers even felt very uncomfortable and showed signs of being about to explode.

Holding the wine glass, the Demon Emperor laughed at Wuming's original body and said, "Jiang Emperor, let's drink this glass again to congratulate the success of our plan."

The nameless master was very pleased when the Demon Emperor called him "Emperor Jiang" all the time. After clinking glasses with him, he raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Putting down the wine glass, the Demon King asked with a smile: "Is the chess piece you threw out still alive?"

The nameless deity slowly raised his head: "It's already!"

With a sigh, the Demon King asked with a half-smile, "So that guy and his companions should have been badly injured. Can we temporarily rest assured about the Blood Sacrifice Platform?"

As soon as these words came out, the group of powerful people who were originally toasting each other became quiet, and at the same time cast complicated looks at Wuming himself.

They hated the fact that this outsider was so arrogant and conceited that he kept people at a distance, but at the same time, they were more worried about whether the Blood Sacrifice Platform for Inquiry could continue to exist.

After all, everyone present had participated in the siege of the Natural Palace. They had personally experienced how terrifying the power of the sword that came out of nowhere was and how huge its destructive power was. They felt the pain deeply.

So much so that under the psychological shadow of fear, they couldn't help but start to worry whether they could keep their only habitat, which was related to their survival.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wuming played with the wine glass in his hand with a meaningful look on his face.

"Old man, what do you mean by that?"

The Demon King was startled, and laughed awkwardly: "I, I just..."

"You just don't trust me." Wuming turned his head and stared coldly at the Demon King: "Before the plan, I explained to you in detail what to say and what to do. Now you are asking me this in public, what do you mean?"

The Demon King was very embarrassed. He subconsciously looked at his subordinates who were paying attention to this side, then immediately stood up with a laugh.

"Of course I absolutely believe in our Demon Lord. Everyone, don't listen to slander. With the Demon Lord here, there won't be any problems with our blood sacrifice to the Heart-Searching Platform."

Just as he finished his words, a dazzling light flashed outside the main hall and immediately turned into a beautiful woman in a white robe with long hair, kneeling on one knee.

"Reporting to the Demon Emperor, the three armies of our army responsible for covering the rear, namely, the Holy Judgment, the Holy Hong, and the Holy Mang, have not returned yet!"

"We have received the latest battle report. The three legions are involved in a major battle in the Windy Region. They are suffering heavy casualties and are in urgent need of rescue!"

As soon as this report came out, all the strong men at the scene were in an uproar and stood up and shouted.

"The three holy army corps are our elite troops. Who asked them to leave us behind?"

"Who should we send to rescue an enemy that even the three holy legions can't stop?"

"Didn't they say the enemy had been blocked? Why were they still able to attack us?"

"What's going on? Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

"Damn it! My son and daughter are in the Holy Judgment Corps. No, I have to go save them immediately."

"Don't panic, don't panic, let the Demon King make the decision. We can't lose our composure at this time."

Gradually, the chaotic chattering was replaced by silence, because everyone noticed that the Demon Emperor was now staring at them with a cold face, as if he was searching for a target and preparing to attack someone.

Looking at the nameless body at this moment, he seemed to be fine. He was drinking by himself and sitting on the Diaoyutai.