I can explode

Jiang Changkong's face was calm, and a cold look flashed in his eyes as he looked at the Shenghou demon who left.

After all, I haven't achieved the realm of immortals and gods, and I am not a holy king. If I slaughter too many princes, it may cause trouble.

But if these princes take the initiative to attack him, he will take advantage of it, even if the holy king comes.

With the holy order in hand, the demon princes will recklessly attack him, and no one can persuade him.

In this way, in the name of self-protection, he can harvest these demon princes and obtain false god-level cultivation.

The demon prince present, he is really not afraid of anyone, even Prince Xuantian.

It has been 60 years of pseudo-god-level cultivation, and 10,000+ years of ancient evildoer cultivation. After transformation, it is no problem to go further.

It won't be difficult to take a few more steps after harvesting enough demon princes.

Soon, the second-level monster of the Holy Marquis came back and respectfully said: "Your Highness, the news has spread."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Jiang Changkong said indifferently.

"It is my honor to serve His Royal Highness the Son."

"Then, let's offer sacrifices to my Son."

Jiang Changkong said calmly, the body of the Holy Marquis demon exploded on the spot, turning into the essence of blood energy, and blending into Jiang Changkong's body.

This holy monster is useless, and it will be exposed if it is kept. It is the news that he released. It is better to kill it and melt it into the sea of ​​blood.

After doing all this, Jiang Changkong settled down to practice on the top of the mountain.

After entering meditation for four hours, the sky shook, the power of darkness rolled in, and the power of magic was vast.

Several demon princes came together, and the magic power shrouded the top of the mountain.

"Son of the Dark Moon, hand over the Holy Order of Darkness."

The icy words resounded through the sky like thunder from nine heavens, exploding in the air.

The five holy princes and four-level demon princes arrived, behind them the phantom of the holy king was looming, and Wang Wei distorted the void.

Jiang Changkong frowned, stood up, and looked at them indifferently: "Where did you get the news? How do you know that the Holy Son has a dark edict?"

"You really got the Dark Order!" The five demon princes said coldly: "The news of the Dark Order has spread throughout the Holy Realm. Son of the Dark Moon, handing over the Dark Order is your only way out."

"After receiving the holy decree, the Holy Son didn't leave, nor did he reveal himself. How could there be news?"

Jiang Changkong frowned, and his eyes were cold: "Spread it all over the holy land? Five princes, are you joking?"

"Hahaha."

The five demon princes looked up to the sky and laughed, scorning him: "I can only say that you are too naive. Now every saint knows that you have obtained the Dark Order, and you still think you are hiding it well?"

There are countless subordinates of the Holy Marquis second-tier monsters, and once they opened their mouths, the word spread across hundreds of miles, and if it continues to spread, it only takes a short time for the entire holy land to know.

"Since you know that this Holy Son has obtained the Dark Order, you should know that this Holy Son is not easy to provoke."

Jiang Changkong said indifferently: "Five princes, depending on you, you still can't get the order of darkness, be more sensible and leave."

"The Holy Son of the Dark Moon is really rampant. Whether you can keep the Holy Order of Darkness depends on whether you have the ability to do so. Kill!"

With a cold shout, the five demon princes shot at the same time. With Wang Wei's blessing, the power of darkness shook the sky, and the void twisted, making it unbearable.

Jiang Changkong urged the holy moon scepter, showing helplessness on his face: "It's helpless, my son wants to protect himself, so he can only invite five highnesses to drink his hatred!"

As soon as the words fell, the holy moon scepter turned into a dark moon again, and Jiang Changkong activated the power of darkness in his body, and the cold moonlight shot out, freezing the void.

Chapter 496: Slaughtering the Demon Prince

Above the sky, a round of dark moon manifested, and the endless gloomy and cold moonlight was released, freezing everything.

In the moonlight, there is a hidden sword intent, a sword that can cut even the sky and the earth.

In the sword intent, the pseudo-divinity permeated, shattering the king's prestige, and piercing through the bodies of the five demon princes.

"Kill the demon prince and reveal a pseudo-god-level cultivation base for ten years."

"Kill the demon prince and reveal a pseudo-god-level cultivation base for ten years."

"Kill..."

Another 50 years of pseudo-god-level cultivation!

"Five princes, I'm sorry."

Jiang Changkong looked indifferent and unapologetic.

The dark moon took it back and turned into the holy moon scepter, and Jiang Changkong held the scepter and walked away against the sky.

He hid all the way, but he also left clues so that the demon princes could find him.

110 years of pseudo-god-level cultivation, he still feels that it is not enough, and plans to save some more.

Roar

A roar resounded, and a monster rushed out. The Holy Marquis had five levels of strength, and his dark claws slashed at Jiang Changkong: "Holy Son of the Dark Moon, hand over the Holy Order of Darkness."

"You, also want to get involved in the Holy Order?"

Jiang Changkong snorted coldly, a cold light flashed, and the void was twisting, making a piercing trembling sound.

The cold light slashed through, and the five-fold monster of Shenghou turned into two halves, and the dark barrier failed to save his life.

"Kill the demon Shenghou, and reveal the ancient evildoer who has cultivated for 20 years."

The movement here also attracted nearby monsters.

Jiang Changkong's eyes were icy cold, the cold moon was raging, the ground was frozen, and all the monsters in the distance turned into ice sculptures.

"Son of Dark Moon, you can't escape, there will be no place for you to hide in the entire holy land."

The roar of the monsters is also the last sound before death.

"Then come on, let me see who can take away the Holy Order of Darkness!"

Jiang Changkong snorted coldly and strode forward.

Having no place to hide is what he wants, and he wants to slaughter these demon princes openly.

Moreover, it can also make the holy kings have nothing to say.

If they were killed fighting for the holy order, it was because their heirs were not as skilled as others!

Rumble

The power of darkness in the sky rioted, and demon princes came from all directions, with overwhelming momentum.

"Son of the Dark Moon, hand over the Holy Order of Darkness!"

There was a shout of anger, and a demon prince came to kill him first.

Wang Wei shocked the sky, shaking the void, blessed by the phantom of the Holy King, and surpassed everything.

The holy moon scepter turned into a dark moon again, and the power of the dark moon above Jiang Changkong's head filled Wang Wei.

The five fingers are varicose, holding up the dark moon, releasing the endless yin and cold moonlight, and the five-element sword full of pseudo-divinity is hidden inside, strangling the demon prince.

The power of darkness was shattered, and the sword glow pierced through, taking away the life of a demon prince.

Jiang Changkong's expression was cold and stern, and he didn't stop. He held up the dark moon and killed the other demon princes: "Everyone wants to kill this holy son, and this holy son will not sit still. It depends on who kills who today!"

The monstrous power of darkness and the endless majesty of the king are intertwined. I don't know how many demon princes have come.

One after another figures were looming, Jiang Changkong looked cold, holding up the night, and rushed into the power of darkness.

Rumble

The sky vibrated, the power of darkness vibrated, and shrill screams sounded in the darkness.

With a bang, a demon prince descended from the sky, falling down without breath.

A demon holy prince rose into the sky, crashed into the black mist, and instantly turned into a corpse and fell.

The monsters below trembled and looked at the sky in horror.

In the past, when the dark holy land was opened, there were fights and killings, but it had never been like this. In the first few days, there was a massacre.

I don't know how many demon princes participated in it, besieging and killing Jiang Changkong.

There are even five saints, but the result is the same, they all turned into corpses, fell to the land of the holy land, and smashed huge pits.

The air of darkness surged violently, and the sky in the holy land was shaking.

One after another, demon princes fell, and the power of the dark moon spread, freezing the sky.

"Kill the demon prince and reveal a pseudo-god-level cultivation base for ten years."

"Kill the demon prince and reveal a pseudo-god-level cultivation for 20 years."

"Kill..."

The pseudo-god-level cultivation in the body is increasing rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it has exceeded 200 years and is still increasing.

There was a terrified wail, and the demon princes were terrified. Jiang Changkong's strength was too strong, so strong that they dared not face it.

With this strength, even if Shenghou came to the sixth level, he would still be hated!

Moreover, it is not the ordinary Shenghou Liuchong, but the Shenghou Liuchong with king's blood.

"Run away, the strength of the Son of the Dark Moon is beyond our ability to deal with."

"Forbidden Pavilion Fengyuan, only Fengyuan can suppress the Son of Dark Moon."

The demon princes cried out in horror.

They thought of Feng Yuan, Feng Yuan, the supreme genius among the demon princes.

Thinking about it, only Feng Yuan and Xuan Tian have the strength to suppress the Son of Dark Moon.

As for them, they couldn't take the move of the Dark Moon Son at all, and couldn't stop the sky-slashing sword intent and the cold moonlight.

"Feng Yuan?"

Jiang Changkong let out a cold snort, and the dark moon fell, and the terrifying force smashed the demonic bodies of the two demon princes.

"Kill the demon prince and reveal a pseudo-god-level cultivation base for ten years."

"Kill the demon prince and reveal a pseudo-god-level cultivation base for ten years."

"The battle has just begun. Your Highnesses, why are you running away in fear?" Jiang Changkong's cold voice resounded through the sky.

Chapter 497: Enemy against the entire holy land

In the battle of the sky, the demon princes came aggressively. After the fight, they were shocked to find that the strength of the Dark Moon Son had far surpassed them.

This is not the strength that an ordinary prince should have at all!

The holy moon's majesty filled the void, and it was the majesty that suppressed them.

For false divinity, Jiang Changkong is much better than these princes!

The dark and cold moonlight has frozen the void and frozen the princes.

Jiang Changkong was so red-eyed that he didn't give these princes a chance to escape at all.

Want to escape?

impossible!

The last demon prince fell, and Jiang Changkong stopped to check the pseudo-god-level cultivation, 500 years and 60 years.

"Xuantian, I am not waiting for you."

Jiang Changkong opened and closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and transformed his cultivation.

560 years of pseudo-god-level cultivation, five 10,000+ years of ancient evildoers have all been transformed.

In an instant, Jiang Changkong once again entered the state of the unity of man and nature, feeling the holy world.

Darkness envelops everything and overrides everything.

The three pseudo-divine bodies have been promoted again, and the pseudo-divinity has increased. The holy moon scepter is suspended beside it, releasing the holy moon's majesty.