Chapter 1288
Generation’s Demon Venerable Chapter 1288
Everyone on the altar was terrified and panicked, especially when they had to wait for the full moon, which was an unbearable ordeal for them.
Sometimes death may not be terrifying, a knife cut off the head, death ends all one's troubles, what terrifying is the experience of knowing that you must die and waiting for the moment of death to come.
This caused the people on the altar to be very irritable, and they didn't know who they were, and they fixed their eyes on the Great Imperial Teacher, Third Prince and Blood Sword.
"It was these bastards who killed them." He fiercely shouted and rushed forward, but was directly thrown backwards by the Great Imperial Teacher strikes.
However, after he flew upside down, everyone else went up.
These people all hate the big Imperial Teacher to the bone, and they are eager to chop them into minced meat. Anyway, there is a death on the left and right, what else is terrifying?
Everyone went up collectively, aggressively, in a desperate manner, and even those old Ye clan members rushed out at this time.
They were also persuaded by the Great Imperial Teacher to make today's decision, and they hated him deeply in their hearts.
"The wind is heavenly thunder, you tyrannically abused power in the outside world, and now you have harmed us, die without regret." Those people joined the battlefield and immediately caused the Great Imperial Teacher to be in a hurry.
Those young cultivators, he is not afraid and can't help him, but these Old Guys are all good players of the Ye family, and their cultivation bases are extremely powerful.
Several people came at the same time, and the pressure on him was beyond the limit of what he could bear.
"Help me," he yelled, looking towards Blood Sword and Third Prince.
It's just that the two of them were stared at by a pair of cold pupils at this time, and they didn't dare to make a move.
The owner of that pair of pupils is naturally Su Hao.
With him around, Blood Sword can't help at all. After all, he is not Su Hao's opponent. If the opponent shoots, he can directly suppress and kill him.
As for the Third Prince, it's nothing.
At the end, the Great Imperial Teacher was surrounded by more than 20 people with strikes, drenched with blood, the flesh exploded, and the broken flesh and blood spilled all over the altar.
He was famous all the time. In the outside world, it can be said that he is above ten thousand people. That fake Emperor Zhengde must obey his arrangements.
At this time, it fell to the ground like an old dog in a state of embarrassment.
The Primordial Spirit was split by lightning, it was really scattered ashes and dispersed smoke.
However, even if he dies, his energy is in the range of the altar, and finally becomes the nourishment of the Flood Dragon, helping him wake up and build the dragon bridge.
With his death, although the anger of the people weakened, it did not subside, but instead focused on Blood Sword and Third Prince.
Immediately, the two of them were icy cold, and Blood Sword looked towards Su Hao. Before, he didn't dare to shoot because of Su Hao's look.
This means that he has surrendered, shouldn't Su Hao give him a way out at this time?
"I won't kill you." Su Hao said.
Blood Sword relaxed, but suddenly realized that it was wrong, won't you kill me?
"He won't kill you, we will kill you." Those cultivators who were already crazy, rushed forward, still collective strikes, Blood Sword was not as good as the Great Imperial Teacher, and was suppressed to the ground sooner, miserable Even better.
"No, don't kill me, I don't want to die." He wailed, hoping to live, and even looked towards his own discipline Fan Zhan with pleading eyes.
And now, Fan Zhan already knew everything, and his heart was full of hatred, coldly said: "All this, you reap what you have sown."
"bang!"
Blood exploded, Blood Sword died tragically, and Primordial Spirit was burned to the ground.
Third Prince is a joke. He was slapped wildly, but he didn't dare to fart, like a slave.
In the past, he considered himself the heir to the emperor, and all these people in front of him would give him a third of face.
Even, he had to kneel and kowtow in front of him, but at this time, with his cultivation base, two of these people came out at random and crushed him like a dog.
He had no backbone at all, and finally fell to his knees and kowtowed to those people: "I'm just a dog, please don't kill me."
It's a pity, Those people's icy pupils showed no relief at all.
"Imperial Father, save me, save me." The Third Prince burst into tears and was so frightened that he looked at Emperor Zhengde outside the altar and shouted loudly.
The man crossed his knees and closed his eyes. He didn't seem to hear at all. He didn't even move his eyelids. A tiger will not devour its own cubs, but Ye Zhengde is more poisonous than a tiger.
For his great cause and for a brilliant future, a heir is nothing in his eyes.
As long as he succeeds in obtaining the inheritance, how many outstanding heirs does he want?
Third Prince was crushed by everyone in his despair. Before he died, he had to endure life rather than death, humiliation like a dog, and despair that he had never imagined in his life. with sorrow.
His Imperial Father was in front of him, and he was smashed to pieces.
All three of them died. On the altar, they became silent. Next, they were tormented, waiting for the moment of death to come.
Even some people cried and burst into tears. He really didn't want to end his life like this, and there are too many regrets that have not been filled.
Ye Lingxian was also a little disappointed, turned her head and looked towards Su Hao, intending to have a good chat with him before she died to ease the tormented waiting.
Only, after she looked around, she found that Su Hao was sitting cross-legged as if nothing had happened, and there was no fear of death at all.
Even with the law crystal and medicine pill in his hand, he ate it quickly like chewing a snack.
"Are you still in the mood to eat?" Ye Lingxian sighed, this kid's heart is too big, and he has eaten so much outside, is he still not full?
"Isn't it a waste if you don't eat such a good thing?" Su Hao said casually, swallowing faster, and even took out two bottle gourd wines and drank them.
The people around looked sideways, with annoyance and disgust, and someone cursed: "Did you let the donkey kick your head, we are going to die soon, are you still in the mood to eat shouted?"
"The ending is the same, the sadness is the same, the laughter is the same, which one do you think is better." Su Hao ignored the others and continued to enjoy.
A silhouette came over, sat in front of him, and said, "Wine, lend me a bottle gourd."
It was Fan Zhan, who sat opposite Su Hao, feeling a little bit in his heart desolate.
"Remember to pay it back." Su Hao threw him a bottle gourd.
Fan Zhan was stunned for a while, still?
How come?
I'm going to die soon, how can I pay it back?
He shook his head and smiled, picked up the wine, and started pouring it frantically. Suddenly, he was shocked and said, "Good wine!"
This wine is not simple, it is filled with a lot of essence, It was even the power of comprehension, and after Fan Zhan drank it, he felt a surge of power grow in his body again.
It's like opening that portal.
"Your physique is not simple, it's not the so-called Vajra Divine Physique. It has potential beyond your imagination. It's a matter of time before you become emperor!"
Su Hao said with a smile.
Fan Zhan already believed Su Hao's words. After all, he really made himself feel extraordinary, but what's the use of it?
They are going to die soon.