Chapter 3212: 663: The King of the Western Region

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Chapter 3212: 663: The King of the Western Region

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The ten marquises of the southern region had no other thoughts at this moment. They were all looking at the little white dog in the void with fear as they charged towards the marquises of the dead souls in the Western Region!

Boss was on the right path!

No matter what they were thinking before, they shouldn’t think about it now!

Just kill them!

This was called a pledge of allegiance.

Old Turtle and the others suppressed them. These 10 marquises participated in the battle, and their battle strength was almost two to one. Not long after, a death spirit Marquis from the Western King region roared and was quickly killed on the spot.

One, two..

In the blink of an eye, the 13 death spirit marquises brought by the western king were all killed on the spot!

A few of the death spirit marquises wanted to surrender, but in the end, Marquis Lan Shan did not stop at all, not leaving a single one alive!

Marquis Lan Shan knew Su Yu’s thoughts. Those who were not convinced, he would kill them all!

Although he had not interacted with them much, he knew that this master’s personality was incomparably tyrannical.

If the marquises of the western Royal Palace dared to attack, then none of them would be able to live!

The entire death spirit realm continued to shake, as if the end of the world had arrived!

The dusky sky continued to erupt with light. It was the death aura of an expert being killed, exploding the heavens and earth!

The eastern King Region instantly fell silent.

It was over!

Yes, it was over.

The little white dog had killed the western heavenly king in the Battle of Ding Ding. If that was the case, then this battle would be over.

Old Turtle’s dao body didn’t waste any time and quickly said, “I’m going back. Dao brother, do you want to go with me?”

“I’m going back?”

Southern king looked at the few of them and felt a little strange. Meanwhile, Marquis Lan Shan said loudly, “As you command! General Zhenling, please go back and inform master that everything is fine...”

After saying this, she threw out a seal, “The master seal is still here. Master might need it. General, please take it back and hand it over to Master!”

“Okay!”

Old Turtle did not say much and quickly left with his men.

In the distance, the little white dog also said, “Right, right, right. Su Yu is still up there wanting to fight. Let’s go back first!”

In a flash, the group of people ran away!

The guards usually had nothing to do here, but now that the death spirit heavenly river was shaking, it was better to leave quickly!

After they left, the southern king said in a deep voice, “Marquis Lan Shan, have you seen the master of this generation?”

“I have.”

“How is he?”

“Formidable!”

“Formidable?”

What kind of evaluation was that?

The southern King said in a deep voice, “This king took a look at the master seal. The strength of the master of this seal... is probably not too strong!”

The Marquis Lan Shan frowned. “Master is still young and has already improved rapidly. His strength will naturally increase very quickly!”

“How is he compared to the previous Hundred Battle King?”

“His strength is naturally inferior...”

After Lan Shan Hou said this.., he said in a deep voice, “Southern King, it’s best that you don’t think too much. You saw just now that senior white dog, book spirit, Tea Tree, spirit-guarding general, and the other guards have all submitted to master! This generation’s master is the first of its kind. After the destruction of the ancient era, he is the only overlord with hope of unifying the Ten Thousand Worlds!”

The southern king was shocked. His evaluation was so high?

At this moment, in the distance, he tu led the death spirit lords and quickly gathered all the marks left behind by the death spirit lords. The blood of death, including the few things left behind by the western king, was cleaning up the battlefield.

Seeing the southern king look at him.., he tu laughed dryly, “Southern king, don’t look. These spoils of war... can only be distributed when the master arrives. The southern King’s meritorious service must be rewarded by the master. We don’t have the right to distribute the spoils of war for him!”