Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Jiao Miao's corpse smashed into the army. The Horned Demon soldiers' eyes were still filled with confusion.    

They didn't understand why this Horned Demon had suddenly flown to the top of his head. He seemed to be shouting something, but he died before he could finish his words.    

"Soldiers! I am the grandson of the Horned Demon King!"    

Before they could understand what was going on, a furious roar sounded out. The army of the royal court recalled that this was what the Horn Demon King had said just now.    

"I am Jiao Luan. Grandpa Wang has left. All of you have to listen to me!"    

Jiao Luan flew up from the palace at the center of the army. The aura on his body was as vast as the ocean, and he was imprisoned with dignity.    

Surging blood energy and baleful aura flowed about. Jiao Luan was like the most terrifying demonic god. Wherever his gaze landed, it was as if he was looking at the most terrifying demonic god. No soldier dared to meet his gaze. They all lowered their heads in fear.    

This was the majesty of the demonic king's strength, as well as the suppression of the demonic bloodline by the Slaughtering Demon King.    

After the Horned Demon King escaped, it was only natural for Jiao Luan to take over this huge royal army.    

And this was precisely the plan of Ye Feng and Jiao Luan. Part of it.    

At this moment, ouyang Qinge, wu Hengyu, and the others were leading the Sacred Court warriors and watching this scene coldly.    

They did not attack anymore. The strength of the soldiers of the Holy Court was not enough to fight against the army of the Horned Demon Royal Palace.    

At this moment, zhao Zhenyang and the others who had consumed the Pill that Ye Feng had placed on them had arrived beside Ouyang Qinge and the others.    

The unconscious Ouyang Chuchu and the severely injured Gondor had also recovered.    

Although they were still injured, they had the ability to fight. The Pill that Ye Feng had given them was very useful.    

Jiao Luan easily obtained the command of the royal army. At this moment, he turned around and looked at the people from the Human Clan's Sacred Court.    

Zhao Zhenyang and the other three exchanged a glance with each other. A strange light flashed, but they did not speak or communicate with each other.    

On the contrary, the five people and one devil looked at each other furiously.    

"How dare you offend the Human Clan's Sacred Court? Die!"    

"That's right, the Horned Demon Royal Palace should be destroyed!"    

"Jiao Luan, you want to become the new king of the Horned Demon Clan? Then I'll personally kill you! The Horned Demon Clan can't have a king. If there's one, I'll kill one! "    

Zhao Zhenyang and the others shouted angrily.    

These words made the army of Wang Ting panic. They had fought with Zhao Zhenyang and the others, and they knew the combat strength of these Human Clan.    

As for Ouyang Chuchu and Gondor, they were terrifying existences who had been fighting the Horned Demon King for a long time. Wang Ting's army was afraid of them.    

They couldn't help but look at Jiao Luan. After the Horned Demon King left, jiao Luan became their backbone.    

"Hmph! Human Clan's Sacred Court? He's just an ant. The Horned Chi is as timid as a mouse. He abandoned his army and ran away. I won't do that! "    

Jiao Luan shouted in disdain. The Horned Chi he spoke of was precisely the present Horned Demon King, the grandfather of Jiao Luan.    

Upon hearing Jiao Luan address the Horned Demon King in such a manner, the Horned Demon soldiers were all shocked. Immediately, they looked expectantly at Jiao Luan.    

To be able to speak such arrogant words, it either proved that Jiao Luan was a madman, or that she was an existence that was even more powerful than the current Horned Demon King.    

If Jiao Luan was stronger, then the royal court soldiers would not mind supporting her and becoming the new Horned Demon King.    

After all, to the fiend race, whoever was stronger, they would follow. Only with a fist could they conquer everything.    

"Today, the soldiers have suffered too much damage. I don't want them to die again."    

Jiao Luan looked at Zhao Zhenyang and the rest, "I will retreat, but this time, I will retreat to let the soldiers rest. If I come again next time, all of you will die! The Human Clan's Sacred Court will definitely be destroyed! "    

When these words came out, the Horned Demon soldiers became even crazier. They stared at Jiao Luan with wide eyes.    

The reason why Jiao Luan wanted to retreat was actually because of these soldiers? In the Horned Demon race, the lives of soldiers were not worth much. They were like weeds on the roadside that were innumerable.    

The most important thing had always been the royal family of the royal court. Those ministers and nobles did not care about the number of casualties of the soldiers. Even if they died, it did not matter.    

At this moment, jiao Luan had already arranged for the trusted subordinates of the royal family to spread the stories of Jiao Luan.    

These stories showed how powerful and benevolent she was, and how she cared about the stories of the soldiers.    

When Wang Ting's army heard this, their eyes became fanatical as they looked at Jiao Luan with incomparable excitement.    

Regarding this, zhao Zhenyang and the others were full of disdain. Their bodies shone with the brilliant light of the stars.    

A terrifying might comparable to that of a Saint swept across the heavens and the earth, and the violent power caused the heavens to tremble.    

"Shameless boasting! If you can't take away a single soldier today, they will all die here! "    

"Those who offend my Sacred Court will be punished even if they are far away!"    

"Horned Luan, I will personally kill you, chop off your head and use it as a chamber pot!"    

They roared angrily, rushing murderously towards Horned Luan.    

Seeing this, ouyang Qinge, wu Hengyu and the others wanted to follow, but they heard Gondor's divine sense transmitting sound.    

"Don't move, just watch."    

Ouyang Qinge and the others looked at each other, feeling somewhat puzzled.    

But Ye Feng told them that if he left, they would have to listen to Gondor.    

Hence, ouyang Qinge and the others didn't act rashly. They just stood there and watched.    

Facing the murderous Zhao Zhenyang and his group, jiao Luan didn't show any signs of fear. Behind him, the shadow of the Demon King of Slaughter appeared and welcomed them.    

"Royal Army, march south!"    

At the same time that Jiao Luan welcomed Zhao Zhenyang and his group, she also gave orders to the Wang Ting's army, telling them to leave.    

However, the direction they left in was not to return to the Horned Demon Court. The Wang Ting was to the west, but Jiao Luan had them head east.    

The royal court's army did not understand, but the battle between them and Jiao Luan was about to break out.    

Since Jiao Luan had promised to bring them away safely, they decided to listen to her.    

Under the shouts of the loyal soldiers of Jiao Luan, the royal court's army headed south muddle-headedly, completely forgetting that they could have fought with Jiao Luan.    

After all, Ye Feng had already left. If Jiao Luan was really incomparably powerful, she could totally lead them to destroy the Divine Court. She could even wait for Ye Feng to return and kill him.    

However, under the bewitchment of Jiao Luan and her trusted soldiers, these royal armies did not think of anything else. They only hurriedly listened to the orders and fled to the south.    

At the same time, the battle between Jiao Luan and Zhao Zhenyang's group of five also erupted.    

The battle they saw could be said to be one-sided. Jiao Luan was extremely powerful, suppressing Zhao Zhenyang's group of five until they could not raise their heads.    

The blood energy that rushed into the heavens, the baleful aura, and the projection of the Slaughter Devil King that towered into the heavens made Jiao Luan seem like a supreme devil god.    

Numerous divine abilities, punches and kicks, zhao Zhenyang's group of five resisted with great difficulty under the blades and swords.    

If it wasn't for the five of them working together, they would have been killed by Jiao Luan a long time ago.    

Ouyang Qinge and the others had strange expressions on their faces. Their strength was extraordinary, and they could easily tell that the battle between Jiao Luan and Zhao Zhenyang was like a thunderstorm.    

Although it looked intense, it was actually a clash of gorgeous but useless divine abilities. It was as if they were putting on an act.    

However, in the eyes of the royal court's army, they could not see any clues. Instead, they truly felt that Horned Luan was extremely powerful.    

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