However, looking at the appearance of the other party as a foreign god, they could not be sure whether the other party was their clansman. Perhaps it was the hybrid of the foreign gods and the Ink Soul clan that raised a glimmer of hope that the other party would be able to contain them, so that they could set foot in the land of death.

Not everyone wants to die, these people who can survive the Ink Soul Clan are those who beg to surrender, if not, how can they survive.

Those who were willing to die and resisted with their lives had already fallen in a pool of blood, and their souls were devoured by all the exotic gods, how could they be spared?

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar ink pupils in front of them, their eyes were full of pleading, even if they were slaves and maids, only if they could ensure that their lives would not be damaged, it would be a blessing for them.

Hehe! You are all stumbling blocks, how can you keep these evils? When will I see through my true identity?

Right now, not only how pitiful these clansmen are, but there is no pity in the heart of the ink pupil, for him, the Ink Soul clan is just a journey, and the scenery ahead is even more beautiful, where is not the Ink Soul clan?

As long as he can be strong, powerful enough to reach the realm of the Void Supreme God, then he can completely create a new Ink Soul Clan with his own hands, and create a new race from his hands, isn't it fragrant? Thinking about it made him uncontrollable excited.

'Boom'

wiped out a clansman with one punch, and the clansmen who once lived together could even be said to be relatives, so they were refined and absorbed by the ink pupil.

Such a scene, falling into the eyes of the winged cry, made him also feel angry in his heart, tiger poison does not eat children, this guy is really not a thing.

But it just so happens that when people do this, he just fishes in troubled waters, as for the future, hehe, the wicked have their own wicked grinding, this guy is definitely Wei Yang's dish, it's my business? At the moment, it is still important to be strong.

Not only Mo Tong, but the rest of the exotic gods are also in a hurry, who cares about the old, weak, sick and disabled? Just kill it, these are all treasures for them to increase their strength, how can they let it go so easily?

As for raising them? Hehe, if he is killed by the strong, or enslaved by the strong, he will also become a slave, so no one will be merciful, no one will pity them.

Ruthlessness, the battle between races, the struggle between worlds, the struggle for hegemony between the void and the void, is just a war of life and death. There is no mercy in war, it is so cruel, so cold-blooded, so ruthless.

Not everyone is like Wei Yang, who has lived in peace, enjoyed a peaceful and stable life, received a high education, and has that sincere heart in his heart, willing to believe that the world is beautiful, willing to believe that he can change all this.

It's a bit silly, but it's cute, and it's precisely because of Wei Yang's seemingly unrealistic ideas that exotic gods such as Chipo and Jiutu see the destination they yearn for in their hearts and want to create a pure land with him.

The killing continued, but no one could grow as fast as Mo Tong's strength, not even if he cried.

It was originally the body of the Pseudo-God Emperor Realm, and with the addition of the original Pseudo-God Emperor Realm's divine souls, the speed of refining these divine souls was by no means comparable to others. Coupled with the unique fit of the Ink Soul clan, it is difficult for the Ink Pupil to slow down.

The rapid derivation of the power of the divine soul filled his mind, and the divine power in the bloodline was full, and the incomparably huge power made Mo Tong even more excited, and his steps were even more hurried, and no one was spared wherever he passed.

The source land, only one step away, can reach the center of the source land, as long as he enters the ink temple that he has never been to, he can control this source land.

When the time comes, these exotic gods will become his supplements, and they will turn into the power of his body, and nothing more.

'No, Red Boy, I always felt that he was not a nobleman. ’

"Look at it, you should be careful, we have all set foot in the realm of the Pseudo-God Emperor right now, and our cultivation has reached perfection, but unfortunately you and I don't have the method of cultivation, and we don't know how to set foot in the realm of the God Emperor, so we can't hit that level." At the moment, although we are all the strength of the Pseudo-God Emperor, it is difficult to compete with the real Pseudo-God Emperor, so we should be careful and always be ready to leave. ’

At this point, even if the other party is not Wei Yang, they still have to move forward, and because they don't have the cultivation method, they naturally don't need to absorb the divine soul and impact that level, but their hands are not stained with the blood of the ink soul clan.

Stupid stuff! Hmph, because of the kindness in your hearts, your strength cannot grow, and you are afraid that you will become fish and meat in the hands of others, although you can be slaughtered, you are really stupid two little guys!!

Looking at the two eyebrows with deep doubt, their eyes kept glancing at the ink pupils in the distance, as if they were also a little aware of it, and the corners of their mouths curled slightly, but they were full of ridicule for the two of them to behave like this.

It's a pity that this guy really doesn't know, although the two little guys are already pseudo-god emperors, they have no cultivation method, not because of kindness in their hearts.

And he fits the body of the winged cry, and after killing other exotic gods, obtaining the memory of the other party, and obtaining the method of cultivation, naturally he can't think of such a problem.

However, after all, Wing Cry came from the void, and he was close to the two little guys, although his heart was full of ridicule, but that worry still made him a little worried about the other party.

'Boom'

The door was easily opened, and seeing this scene, even if the remaining Ink Soul clan was stupid, they understood that Ink Pupil must have something to do with them.

"You, you're not?"

'Poof'

"Hmph, isn't it? Die, and perhaps you will have eternal life. ”

The eyes of the ink pupil are full of lofty looks, looking down on the humble creatures, what clansmen, what ink soul clan, it is not in his heart right now, he is him, he is about to become the god emperor!

The last four members of the Ink Soul Clan in front of the door were all killed by him in an instant, and in this moment, no one could stop the pace of all the invaders.

And he didn't hesitate at all, and stepped into the ink hall in one step, and the door slammed shut, making the red boy who followed behind him also dumbfounded.

"Dragon Lady !!"

Just as the two of them were transmitting, they had no idea, and they had already arrived at the gate of the Ink Palace.

Just now, without paying attention, the dragon girl actually took a step ahead of him, and followed the ink pupil into the ink hall, this scene made him suddenly panic, and reached out to hit the door fiercely, but there was no way to open it.

"Don't waste your strength, presumably this is the unique way to open the door of the Ink Soul Clan, if you want to open this palace, I am afraid that you will need the help of the Ink Soul Clan."

Seeing that the red boy was like a madman, Wing Cry couldn't help but speak and reminded the other party.