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"Devil path cultivation method?"

"This kid is not to be allowed to live!"

Zhou Hu and Qing Yun cried out in anger.

Such a tragic cultivation method had shocked them.

This was simply devouring source energy to strengthen himself.

If they didn't kill him, they would definitely be annihilated in the future!

The Palace Chief, the Patriarch and the four great hall masters all looked worriedly at Ling Hao, afraid that he would mislead them.

Ling Hao didn't care in the slightest. He was the one who had created this cultivation method. In his previous life, he was invincible in the world. The reason he obtained the throne was all because of these two cultivation methods.

He didn't mind going back to the old ways.

Just kill.

Zhou Hu sneered, "Scoundrel, hand your life over!" He was at the peak of the first level of Manifestation. His right hand turned into a giant black handprint as it struck towards Ling Hao.

Facing this kind of attack, Ling Hao simply did not feel the slightest bit of oppression.

His body transformed into a streak of light.

A punch was sent out!

Zhou Hu's body was badly mutilated, and his head was split open on the ground.

Everyone was shocked.

The aura around Ling Hao's body once again climbed.

He went straight to the first level of Good Fortune.

His entire body was comfortable and comfortable, more in line with the Heavenly Dao.

He stood in the air and looked down upon the two races.

Like gods, about to judge them.

Those Mo Luo disciples all trembled.

Their clan leader had died here!

How dare they stay here?

Gradually retreating, someone shouted for them to retreat.

The Mo Luo disciples all fled.

Ling Hao looked at these people and laughed coldly.

"If you want to come, you can come. If you want to leave, you can leave?"

"Do I agree?"

As soon as his voice fell, Ling Hao stretched out his arms. Above the sky, a large black millstone slowly rotated, surrounded by faint rays of light.

The black millstone gradually grew larger, enveloping the Mo Luo disciples.

In a split-second, the millstone emitted a black light as it headed towards the Mo Luo Clan disciples.

In the middle of it all, it was spinning crazily and touching those disciples.

Instantly, howls and wails sounded out one after another.

Those disciples were crushed into mincemeat like ants.

"The Samsara Grinders has not been used for a long time." Ling Hao looked down indifferently.

This was a divine ability, but it was also a way of attacking in a group.

In a short period of time, the Mo Luo clan had no survivors.

The 4th ranked of the 10 great races, the Mo Luo, was exterminated just like that.

Everyone was still intoxicated from the visual impact just now.

"Good …" "How terrifying."

"I want to go home …"

"I also want to, Ling Hao is too strong!"

The majority of the females in the Golden Carp Tribe were frightened to the point where their beautiful faces turned pale.

Ling Hao could instantly exterminate the Mo Luo clan, and he could also exterminate their Golden Carp tribe.

Outside of the mountain gate, there were almost four hundred other people, all female disciples of the Golden Carp Tribe.

Sweat trickled down from her palms, and her pretty face twitched uncontrollably.

This was not something a human could resist.

He had never heard of or seen any of these divine abilities before.

She was now extremely regretful about her relationship with the Mo Clan, and she was panic-stricken from the bottom of her heart.

With a wave of Ling Hao's hand, the origin energy of the Mo Clan's hundreds of disciples crazily surged towards him.

The Golden Dragon and Black Dragon in his dantian were even larger.

Manifestation stage, peak of the first level.

With his current strength, anyone below the third heaven could instantly kill him!

Even after killing several hundred people, he was still dressed in snow-white clothes, without a single trace of dirt on his body.

"What do you Golden Carp tribe have to say?" Ling Hao asked.

In fact, he didn't mind slaughtering these people. He could also use them as nourishment to nourish himself.

Greenedge said nervously, "We …" We shouldn't have come here. "

"Can we leave now?"

Her voice was like a mosquito's, clearly filled with fear.

Ling Hao did not speak.

The atmosphere once again fell into a deadlock.

The heart of the female disciple of the Golden Carp Tribe rose to her throat.

If this demonic god got angry, the appearance of the millstone would be unimaginable.

"It's too late to leave now." Ling Hao said.

"Submit or die."

The twenty-seven or twenty-eight year old girl with the appearance of a young married woman slightly blinked her beautiful eyes.

"I choose to submit."

Ling Hao slightly smiled and said: "In the future, there will be no Carp Race in this world. You're all members of the Spirit Flame Race. Do you understand?"

As he finished speaking, he formed a large golden hand seal and rushed towards Green Edge.

"This is the Heaven Shrouding Eclipse Palm. You are given three days. Go back to your clan and gather all your disciples. Then, you can come back within three days. If you don't come back, you will die with your body exploding."

Greenedge bent down and respectfully replied, "As you command."

This was the only thing she could do. It was said that it was better to die than to live. She had lived for so many years, so she knew this principle.