Honghuang: I can combine talents

"boom"

?With a bang, the golden beast's body broke, like a mountain rock collapsing, the fragments falling, golden light rolling, the ground being hit with craters, and smoke rising into the sky.

Everyone in the demon clan was shocked by this scene. How powerful the Dragon Emperor was, but he could kill a great Luo with one blow from hundreds of millions of miles away just by relying on his shadow.

"Run away!"

The scene in front of them is too horrifying, and everyone in the demon clan has no intention of fighting anymore.

The Dragon King is too strong, and the shadow can kill the Great Luo Jinxian. If the real body comes, it will be so terrifying, all the creatures in the demon clan tremble.

Everyone in the dragon clan is ready. Pursuit, revenge

"Don't chase poor bandits."

Huang Hao used the power of blood to send a message, asking everyone from the Dragon Clan to come back, and then used the magic power in the phantom to heal their injuries.

This phantom was created by Huang Hao relying on the flesh and blood of the Dragon Clan as the medium, and the Luck Golden Dragon as the transmitter. Here There is not much mana inside, and it cannot absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to replenish it, so it can only take a few shots.

Huang Hao wants to save some mana to save people.

"Master."

Cang Jie walked out and looked at Huang Hao with bloodshot eyes.

"These demon clans should not dare to come again in a short period of time. You need to recuperate first. My true form will be here soon."

Huang Hao sighed and said to Ao Ling and Cang Jie, and then the magic power in the phantom was exhausted and began to dissipate.

Before the phantom disappeared, Huang Hao raised his head and looked up at the sky, looking towards the distant heaven. His eyes were deep, and the demon clan had already targeted it. The darkest days are coming for the human race.

After the Dragon King's shadow disappeared, the human race and the dragon race in the tribe began to clean the battlefield and bury the dead. On the thirty-third level of the sky, there were layers of jade buildings and jade buildings, clouds shrouded in clouds, and palace maids making music. The array is actually a holy place in the sky.

In the Lingxiao Hall, singing and dancing are rising, sleeves are fluttering; bells are ringing and chimes are ringing, and music is melodious. Sandalwood is lit on the platform base, and smoke is lingering.

In the hall, the Emperor is sitting. On the throne, he was playing with a dagger. There was a special blood evil aura on the dagger. His face was solemn and thoughtful.

"Brother Huang, what are you doing?"

A handsome man with a glowing body came up and had a strong aura. Seeing that Emperor Jun was rarely away from business, he asked.

This handsome man was Taiyi the Eastern Emperor. That day he had a draw with the Dragon Emperor Huang Hao. Although he was angry, he felt But there is nothing he can do.

Huang Hao is a disciple of a saint, and it is difficult to take action. Even the legendary Azure Dragon Holy Beast has appeared. There are various signs that the Dragon Clan is a tough nut. Even if Heavenly

Court can conquer the four seas, it will have to pay a heavy price, and the gain will not be worth the loss, and if The losses in the battle with the Dragon Clan were too great. If there were not enough troops to fight against the Wu Clan in the future, things would be terrible.

So the attack on the Dragon Clan had to be put down. Donghuang Taiyi was depressed about this for a while before he recovered.

"Taiyi, you are here."

Dijun asked Donghuang Taiyi to sit down, and at the same time waved his hand to dismiss the maids in the Lingxiao Palace. What he was going to say next was important and could not be heard by idlers.

"Did you know that the monsters in the lower world are eating people?"

Di Jun asked. Donghuangtai nodded. As the emperor of the demon clan, he naturally knew what was going on in the lower world. The human race was created by the saint Nuwa. The flesh and blood have spirituality and can be used as spiritual herbs when eaten.

However, For a strong man like Donghuang Taiyi, who is only one step away from a saint, all the treasures of heaven and earth are useless, and he is not interested in cannibalism.

But Donghuang Taiyi has no objection to the cannibalism of the demon clan in the lower world. After all, this is to improve the demon clan. overall strength, and human life is not valuable.

"Look at this."

Di Jun showed the dagger in his hand. The material of the dagger was ordinary, but there was a sinister aura inside. Di Jun activated his magic power and drew a blood mark on his finger.

"Can the material of this dagger hurt my brother?"

Donghuang Taiyi felt surprised. Emperor Jun was a born god like him, a quasi-sage and perfect existence. His body was powerful, comparable to the Daluo Golden Immortal level, but he was scratched by a dagger that was not even a spiritual treasure. It was really unbelievable.

"Yes, because it is made of human flesh and blood, and the human blood in it is specialized in the physical body."

Di Jun explained that the divine sword forged from human blood and soul can hurt physically powerful beings and has special effects on the physical body.

This was discovered after the monsters in the lower realm devoured humans and dyed the weapons with human flesh and blood.

"Does the brother want to massacre the human race, use their flesh and blood to make a divine sword, and kill the witch race?"

Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun have been together for many years. As soon as Di Jun opened his mouth, he immediately understood what his brother meant. The most troublesome thing about the Witch Clan is the powerful physical body, especially the twelve ancestral witches. It is extremely powerful. If there is no powerful spiritual treasure in its hand, it cannot even hurt the ancestral witch.

Even an extremely strong man like Donghuang Taiyi, holding the Chaos Bell, would hardly be able to kill the ancestral witch. The physical strength of the ancestral witch is evident.

"That's right, it's just that it's hard for Nuwa to explain."

Di Jun expressed his worries. The human race was created by the saint Nuwa. Nuwa is not only the saint of the monster race, she is also the mother of the human race.

Nuwa's sainthood relies on the merits of creating humans, and now she still enjoys the aura of the human race. Luck.

The demon clan massacres the human race, which is equivalent to destroying the foundation of Nuwa. Such an approach may harm the saint.

The little demons from the lower world eat humans, which is considered a law of the jungle and is in line with the law of heaven.

But the heaven blatantly sent troops to kill Nuwa. This is not the case for Nuwa. There is something unexplainable in front of me

"What is there to explain? Nuwa has become a saint and killed human beings. How can she still fall into the realm? Moreover, the human race is weak, so what is the use of a little bit of Qi? If the saint were to question her, he would probably give her half of the demon clan's Qi as compensation."

Donghuang Taiyi said.

For the Monster Clan right now, the biggest thing is to win the Lich War in the near future.

One general will make all the bones dry. As long as the Monster Clan can win and destroy the Lich Clan, this world will be the same. As the sole master of the demon race, one can imagine the prosperity of their luck.

Even Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun may achieve Hunyuan in one fell swoop by relying on the luck of the demon clan. If the two of them become saints, do they still need to worry about Nuwa?

"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. Don't worry about cause and effect. The more you kill, the better. Send the flesh, blood and souls of the human race to heaven. I will sit in heaven and train the divine sword."

It's time to cut it off. Di Jun made up his mind to train the spiritual treasure against the Wu clan at all costs in order to achieve the final victory.

"Okay, I'll do it right now."

Donghuang Taiyi got up and prepared to mobilize his troops to massacre the human race in the lower world. In the prehistoric world, the number of human race was nearly 10 billion, but it was very scattered. To massacre these people, a large number of troops were needed.

Once the human race was used Refining the divine sword made of flesh and blood is the nightmare of the ancestral witches and all the practitioners in the world. Thinking of winning the battle between the lich and the lich, his desire to refine the divine sword becomes even stronger.

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