Chapter 430: Demon Master’s Son, the Lineage of Queen Wa

The blood fell, pouring down like a waterfall.

Watering billions of miles of land.

Liang Hui withdrew his hand, ignored the blood in the sky, and looked at the old wolf that was provoked by the tip of the gun.

The young man's eyes were indifferent and heartless.

The spear trembled slightly and was slowly pulled out. Strands of silver light flowed out along the spear shaft, as sticky as water drops.

Moreover, every ray of silver light is filled with the mysterious charm of Taoism.

The spear was pulled out inch by inch, and the old wolf kept howling.

Its ways are being stripped away, and in the most brutal way possible.

As the old wolf howled in increasing pain, the spear was completely pulled out.

The old wolf, unable to hold on, fell to the ground and turned into ashes in mid-air.

Liang Hui glanced at the place where the old wolf disappeared, then turned his gaze to the spear wrapped in silver light.

With a slight shake of his palm, liquid-like silver light quickly gathered and formed an almost real Tao fruit.

"It's a little bit worse and a little bit incomplete." Liang Hui whispered.

After all, it was taken away by force. Even though the old wolf had no power to resist, he still could not obtain the intact Taoist fruit.

But it can still make up for some of it.

The young man cast his gaze towards the earth. The wolf head, broken into two halves, stood among the mountains, a hundred thousand feet high.

"The Great Road of the Moon, the remains of living beings at the source, please don't let me down."

Liang Hui put the spear behind his back and raised his hand.

In an instant, on the bloody ground, wisps of silver light rose from the broken wolf head and gathered towards the palm, like a baby bird returning home.

Within a few breaths, the young man seemed to be holding a huge silver sun in his palm.

The light is not as fierce as the sun, but rather cool and mysterious.

ten minutes.

The bright red demon blood lost its color, and the split head turned into ashes as the breeze blew away.

Only the Dao fruit in Liang Hui's palm became more real, and the Dao and principles intertwined therein became more mysterious and profound.

The young man felt it carefully and shook his head helplessly.

Rather than calling it a Dao fruit, it is better to call it a supreme treasure, a supreme treasure that can make all living beings who practice the Dao of the Moon go crazy.

This precious treasure contains the Dao and principles of the upper reaches of the Moon Avenue.

Unfortunately, it is of little use to him, or he has no time to get involved in the Avenue of the Moon.

but……

Liang Hui thought of a close friend, Feng Li, whose path was the Avenue of the Moon.

"Good luck!"

He sighed out loud.

The treasure forged by all kinds of coincidences will probably allow Feng Li to improve himself faster and surpass Su Yao, Tang Tang, and even Qing Tian.

As the young man thought, the Taoist fruit in his hand had turned into a silver pearl.

"From now on, call me Li Yuezhu."

Liang Hui chuckled and put the pearl representing the Moon Avenue into his arms.

He planned to find a time to return this pearl to the divine palace.

After everything was cleaned up, Liang Hui turned his gaze to the other palm, looking at the millions of human beings in it.

Liang Hui frowned slightly. He couldn't possibly lead these humans to fight against the demons.

Should we keep them here or send them back to the human race?

After a while.

Liang Hui stretched out his hand and raised it lightly, and millions of human beings were thrown out.

He lowered his head, looked at the bewildered human race, and pressed down his raised hand.

Bang~~~
It was like the sound of firecrackers exploding, echoing between heaven and earth.

The restrictions in the bodies of the human cultivators were broken one by one, and their magic power began to emerge again.

Then, several lion corpses, each a thousand feet in size, appeared next to the human race.

"These will serve as your food."

"Whether to stay here and survive, or return to the human race, it's up to you to decide."

"Within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, I have killed all the monsters."

Liang Hui stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes calm.

Turn around! Walk away.

To this extent, we have done our utmost.

Next, the life and death of millions of human beings will be decided by themselves.

After Liang Hui left the Mang Yue demon clan, he began to travel around the demon clan.

And with the demise of the Mang Yue demon clan, the demon master's lineage never again launched a large-scale attack on him.

From then on, seeing the demon clan increased the cultivation of all spirits; killing the demon clan, absorbing their essence and blood, and the principles of Tao, strengthened the power of the Human Emperor Banner.

More than a hundred years!
For a full one hundred and thirty-six years, the killing never stopped and never ended.

The land of the demon clan was covered with blood, and countless little demons fled in all directions, staying away from the demon master's lineage.

Even the powerful demons were hiding in the Demon Master Palace.

Liang Hui stood in front of the cliff, looking at the palace complex shrouded in black fog.

The palace is blurred and hazy,
The black fog did not have the slightest bit of evil or weirdness, but instead was majestic and mysterious.

"As expected of the Demon Master Palace."

Liang Hui stroked his hands together and exclaimed in praise.

Even with his sharp eyes, he could not see through the mist and see the interior of the palace clearly.

Moreover, they were billions of miles apart, and his body kept sending out danger signals, asking him to leave.

It seems that once you enter the Demon Master's Palace, a major crisis will occur.

"It seems that we have to stop here."

Liang Hui's figure disappeared directly on the cliff.

He believed in his instincts, and he was unwilling to take the risk of the backup plan left by a living Daluo.

……

With the departure of young people.

Inside the Demon King's Palace, above the throne, a figure was surrounded by black mist. His hand slowly lowered, and a golden feather at the fingertips also merged into his palm.

A hint of regret flashed in its eyes.

"That human race is not arrogant enough to force its way into the Demon Master's Palace after all."

The hoarse voice echoed throughout the palace.

The eyes of the demons on both sides of the palace were filled with unwillingness.

After so much preparation, all wasted at this moment.

A dragon monster with a single horn on its head and wearing red armor walked out of the group of monsters and bowed.

"Your Highness, since that person did not enter the Demon Master Palace, do we really have to give in to them?"

"Yes, Your Highness, we cannot let go of billions of years of hatred and resentment."

"I won't obey them, even if I die."

A powerful demon came out and roared.
The lineage of Queen Nuwa and the lineage of the Demon Master have been fighting each other for billions of years.

So many of their tribesmen and friends had died at the hands of the other side, they were unwilling to surrender like this.

"quiet!"

The demon shadow on the throne shouted.

In an instant, all the noise turned silent.

The black fog around him slowly dissipated, revealing his true face.

He was a man wearing golden armor, with long hair and a defiant face.

It glanced at the group of monsters, sensing the reluctance of its subordinates, and spoke slowly:
"As the son of the demon master, I am qualified to make decisions for you. Now obey my orders."

Seeing the unchanged expressions of the monsters, the man in golden armor sighed:
"Father and many of the elders were dragged into the depths of time and space. No demon can be a match for that man."

"Drag Queen Nuwa's lineage into the water is the best choice."

"I will go to the Wa Palace myself and will not let you go."

This was the choice that person made before he entered the Demon Master's Palace.

Over the past hundred years, they have used every possible means, including threats, attacks, poisoning, and curses.

All useless!
Now they can only go and look for help. Although the lineage of Queen Nuwa has been fighting with them for billions of years, they are still the same race after all.

I just hope that by paying a price, I can convince the Queen Nuwa lineage.

It is not impossible even if we let them leave the Taihuang Realm completely.

Thousands of thoughts finally turned into a sigh.

As the son of the demon master and the offspring of Daluo, how could it be willing to be forced to such a point!

(End of this chapter)