"Sons, kill ——!"

The dark clouds burst into formations, and I saw countless demon clans gathering above the clouds, and under the leadership of some demon generals who were obviously only in the realm of heavenly immortals, they rushed towards a certain human tribe.

Soon, the tribe was slaughtered.

Whether it's an old man, a child, or any other creature, there's almost nothing left behind.

After a while, each of these demon clans showed red light, and under the leadership of the leader demon general, they continued to rush towards the next tribe.

Such a scene continues to occur on the desolate land.

In just one month, the Terrans have lost one-tenth of their population!

Moreover, as a large number of human races were slaughtered, a wave of resentment rushed to the sky, and the wind swept into the clouds, and the resentment permeated the entire desolate world, not dissipating, covering the entire heaven and earth.

Countless human races were slaughtered and died unwillingly, and those souls that had not been dissipated between heaven and earth turned into monstrous resentment, gathering in the sky and roaring and hovering.

Suddenly, on the whole desolate continent, countless powerful people were alarmed!

However, when they found out that the culprit of all this was actually the demon clan, they were silent again.

After all, the demon clan is powerful, not only has the protection of Zhou Tianxingdou Great Array, but also has a quasi-saint-level master, including Emperor Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Xihuang Fuxi, and Demon Master Kunpeng.

Far from being able to compete with ordinary cultivators.

And as the only race in the desolate land that can compete with the demon race, the Wu clan also quickly learned about it.

"Brothers, what do you think of the demon clan's wanton slaughter of the human race?" Dijiang Road.

You must know that their Wu clan has just discovered that the marriage between humans and witches can actually give birth to the descendants of the Wu clan who can cultivate the primordial gods, and it is also of great benefit to the reproduction of the Wu clan.

As a result, Di Jiang and others also ordered to arrange for many people from the Wu clan to live with the human race.

And with this period of time, the demon clan wantonly slaughtered the human race, and it was also between the witch clan and the witch clan, a lot of battles broke out.

It's just that because of Daozu's order, the high-level leaders of the two sides were still restrained, and they did not let the contradiction intensify, but turned a blind eye to this situation.

Between the two sides, a strange tacit understanding has been formed.

"In this matter, my Wu clan should not go to the cooperation, at most help protect a part of the human race, stay in my Wu clan, and reproduce the descendants enough, if you want to come to Dijun's miscellaneous bird, there should be no dispute with my Wu clan for this kind of thing," Gonggong said.

But Candle Jiuyin shook his head and looked at Di Jiang.

"Big brother, in the past, my Wu clan inadvertently discovered that the souls of those dead human clans have not dispersed for a long time, and they have formed a soul of injustice, and that soul seems to have some kind of restraint effect on the demon clan!"

"Oh, really?"

Hearing this, Di Jiang was also stunned.

As an existence that has been fighting with the demon clan for many years, the Wu clan is naturally trying to find ways to target the demon clan.

Even so, they were still resolved by the demon clan one by one.

And now, Candle Jiuyin unintentionally made such a discovery, which really surprised Dijiang.

"Brother Candle Jiuyin, go, take me and wait to try it."

Soon, a dry ancestral witch found some human souls, and then collected them together with a secret method, and then grabbed a demon clan with ordinary cultivation.

"Ah——!h

I saw that the small gray ball turned by the unjust soul of the human race, the moment it approached the demon clan, it made the other party scream.

Then, something even more bizarre happened......

Under the gaze of a dry ancestral witch, the soul of this little demon is gone!

"Dead?"

Only then did Di Jiang realize that the unjust souls in the gray ball were also much less after killing the demon clan.

Rao is like this, but it is enough to prove that after some refining, the unjust soul of the human race can actually cause unimaginable soul damage to the demon race!

Seeing this, the corpse couldn't help but mutter, "If you collect thousands of these unjust souls...... So doesn't it mean that even Dijun and Taiyi, these two flat-haired animals, will also be hurt to their souls? ”

"Yes, that's it!"

Candle Jiuyin couldn't help but be overjoyed, and immediately turned his head and looked at Di Jiang: "Big brother, if this is the case, then these demon clans, this time they are really digging their own graves, haha!" ”

In this regard, Dijiang also nodded.

"Pass my order, order the people of the Wu Clan to immediately organize and go to all parts of the Flood Desolate Continent to collect this kind of human soul that has been brutalized and killed by the Demon Clan, and then we will make witch weapons for the future to deal with the Demon Clan!"

"Yes, big brother!"

Among all the people, only Houtu did not respond.

But at this moment, Di Jiang and the others were all in excitement because of the sudden discovery, and naturally they didn't notice this.

And after a dry of ancestral witches dispersed.

Houtu did not return to the tribe to which he belonged, but was alone, with a lot of worries, constantly wandering in the desolate continent.

Especially when I saw the souls of the human race who were constantly slaughtering for the demon race, they turned into one piece of resentment after another, and then they were fluttering, and they seemed to be converging somewhere.

Then Houtu, as if he had fallen into some strange state, followed this unjust soul and walked towards the unknown place.

Over the years, Houtu always felt that his fate was about to appear, but he always couldn't grasp what the opportunity was, and he had a vague feeling in his heart, but he couldn't calculate it without a primordial spirit.

Now, after seeing the scene in front of me, I vaguely seem to understand something.

"Whoop ——!"

The sea of blood rolls, and the waves are rushing.

The endless sea of blood, at a glance, seems to never see the end.

Then Houtu, at this time, was standing above the sea of blood, looking at the countless unjust souls around him, ghosts and wolves howled and swarmed, rushing towards the depths of the Netherworld Blood Sea, but the sea of blood was gloomy and cold, which made people shudder.

As for those unjust souls, they floated and fell in the sea of blood, crying, wailing, and struggling for a while, but gradually sank into the sea of blood.

Seeing this scene, Houtu's heart gave birth to a sadness for no reason!

Suddenly, the sea of blood rolled, and I saw a middle-aged man with a slender figure and two swords on his back, suddenly appearing from the sea of blood.

It was the Styx Ancestor.

"Houtu Daoyou, I don't know why you came to my sea of blood?"

As soon as the Styx Ancestor appeared, he immediately asked.

He was also a little puzzled, the ancestor of the dignified witch clan, what to do when he came to his sea of blood.

Seeing the Styx Ancestor, Houtu hurriedly stepped forward.

"I've seen Daoyou, and I'm here this time, but I just have one thing, and I want to ask Daoyou."

"What?"

I saw Houtu pointing to the unjust souls in the sea of blood, and frowned: "Dare to ask the Styx Dao friends, where will these unjust souls end up?" ”