Zhao Gongming shook his head and said with a serious face, "The strength of Heavenly Court is very terrifying, you have not enlightened Daluo, you are involved, what danger is there, I have no skills, I can't protect you." ”

Liu'er stopped speaking for a while, but a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

The mosquito man said respectfully, "The little mosquito is willing to help the master." ”

"No need, the underworld can't live without you, you can maintain the operation of the underworld with peace of mind, which is the greatest help to me."

Mosquito Dao person is a talent with strong management ability.

It is precisely because of him that the underworld can operate safely and steadily.

The mosquito people are leaving, relying on the ghost emperors of the five directions, and the gang of the Styx, they don't know what to do with the underworld.

"Okay then."

The mosquito people were a little reluctant to agree, the taste of power was wonderful, but the mosquito people were about to rust, and they also wanted to move.

After Zhao Gongming left, the loneliness in Liu'er's eyes gradually dissipated, turning into an unyielding will to fight the heavens and the earth.

He, Liu'er, must preach Da Luo Jinxian as soon as possible, and strive to help the teacher.

Zhao Gongming left the Netherworld Sea, turned into a golden light, and landed in a big mountain.

Then he took out three incarnated Dao species outside the body, Zhao Gongming's mind moved, and the mana was injected into it, only to see the incarnation Dao species, turning into an adult at an extremely fast speed, and his appearance was the same as Zhao Gongming.

A Taoist walk, about the peak of the early stage of Da Luo Jin Xian.

Zhao Gongming tried to pinch his face, and soon, the three incarnations were pinched into three different looks by Zhao Gongming.

Height and weight, tiger back bear waist!

Short in stature, the size of a dwarf!

The posture is upright, and the fairy wind is bone!

Zhao Gongming took the mixed yuan golden bucket, and then dismantled the innate treasure, the thirty-six Dinghai Divine Beads, and handed them over to the three of them.

The purpose of the three of them is only one, that is, to collect the human race from all over the wilderness.

Then it was transported to Wanshou Mountain, Buzhou Mountain, and the Netherworld Sea.

At this time, the situation of the lich is dangerous, the evil qi of heaven and earth has climbed to its peak, and the heavenly opportunity has been covered.

Even the saint couldn't figure out what exactly happened to the flood famine, let alone the forces under the saint.

It was the perfect time for the three incarnations to act.

After the three incarnations left, Zhao Gongming rushed directly to the ancestral land of the human race.

The Terran Tribulation, the Terran can leave anywhere, but only the Terran ancestral land must be held to the end.

The flood does not remember the year, and ten years pass in the blink of an eye.

Thirty-three days, Da Luo Tian, the sound of the heavenly drum sounded.

Under the imperial order of the Demon Emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Nine Demon Saints, the Demon Master Kunpeng, and countless demon kings and demon generals poured out of the nest and rushed to the desolate land.

The demon saint Feilian, the demon saint ghost car, and the demon saint merchant sheep are all the way, responsible for the south.

The Demon Saint Nine Infants, the Demon Saint Iron, and the Demon Saint Ying are recruited all the way, responsible for the East.

The Demon Saint Fei, the Demon Saint Jimeng, and the Demon Saint Qin were originally all the way, responsible for the West.

Demon Master Kunpeng has always liked to be alone, leading a team of people by himself and applying it flexibly.

As for the north, it is the world of the demon race, and there is no need for the human race to survive at all, so there is no need to send people.

Ten quasi-saint monks, the power of the quasi-saint swept the flood famine, and all the races in the desolation were terrified.

The turtle shrank in his own one-third of an acre, and he didn't even dare to breathe in the atmosphere.

The strength of Heavenly Court is really too strong, just like the general trend of Heavenly Dao, rolling and crushing.

Anything that stands in its way will be turned into powder.

To the south of the wilderness, in a remote and deep valley, this is the base camp of the Fire Tribe.

The Fire Tribe, with a population of more than 100,000, relies on the mountains to eat the mountains, and is a complete mortal tribe.

All the people of the tribe have no strife in spiritual practice, are anxious, and live a carefree life.

But on this day, disaster came, and dense demon clouds flew from the center of heaven and earth.

With boundless and majestic coercion, skipping the heavens and the earth, and the little insignificant aura that leaked out at random made the entire human race of the Fire Tribe tremble from the depths of their souls.

They originally thought that after the demon cloud skipped their tribe, they would be fine.

Unexpectedly, above the demon cloud, a cold and ruthless voice suddenly came.

"I didn't expect that there was a small Terran tribe here, beautiful, wonderful!"

The rolling demon cloud cracked open, revealing the cruel smile of the ghost car demon saint.

At the same time, an indescribable fierce aura poured towards the fire tribe without money.

Where have the people of the Fire Tribe seen such a battle, they shouted directly.

"Youkai!"

"Everyone, run!"

One by one, the people of the Fire Tribe panicked and fled in a hurry.

The breath of fear, chaos, is spreading in the fire tribe.

"Hahahaha!"

The Ghost Car Demon Saint couldn't help but laugh out loud on the cloud, he liked to see the Terran scared look the most.

After more than a dozen breaths, the ghost car lost patience, and with a wave of his big hand, a big palm print covering the sky condensed in mid-air.

Then, under the control of the ghost car, it fell hard.

"Boom!"

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the entire valley was directly collapsed by ghost cars, 100,000 human races, all of them fell, and a pungent smell of blood rose.

The ghost car took out a golden cloth bag, opened it, and took a picture of the valley.

Directly wiped out all the remnants floating in the valley and put them all into the cloth bag.

"You guys, go clean up the battlefield and put away all the flesh and blood of the Terrans."

After the ghost car designated two golden fairy demon generals, he drove the demon cloud away.

Such a tragic scene was repeated in all parts of the wilderness.

The Terran is too big, even if Zhao Gongming has a treasure, he can't help the Terran take refuge in everything.

Half a year, in the blink of an eye, in the center of the flood wilderness, in the ninefold heaven, all the demon saints gathered together.

With a gloomy face, the ghost car took the lead in asking Jiuying, "Old fellow, how many Terran souls have you done." ”

Jiuying's face is not better than that of a ghost car, "There is only about 100 million, and they are all mortal souls, all blessed together, and it doesn't have much effect." ”

The stronger the cultivation of the human race, the greater the use of the soul after the fall.

The souls of mortals after they fell were far worse than those of the human race who had entered the path of cultivation.

"What about you? How's the harvest! ”

Jiu Ying asked with a calm face.

"Alas, don't mention it, there are only more than 90 million."

The ghost car held his breath in his heart, the human tribes, dotted with stars, were all over the flood wilderness, almost innumerable.

The vast southern land, vast and sparsely populated, I have been busy for half a year, and I have only obtained the souls of more than 90 million people, which is outrageous.

"How's your catch?"

Ghost car, Jiuying looked at Ji Meng and Kunpeng.

"More than 80 million!"

"Fifty million!"

Kunpeng and Ji Meng each gave an answer.

"Damn, this is too little, superimposed, I'm afraid it's not enough to deal with a few great witches, what's the use?"

Kunpeng's face was gloomy, and there was a glint in his eyes.

"I've come all the way, countless Terran tribes, all empty, not a single person, obviously these Terrans, should have gotten the news in advance, and all of them migrated away."

(End of chapter)