Lan Xin was in a trance, and she couldn't believe it!

This news is undoubtedly unexpected!

Since coming to the Terrans, Lan Xin has seen too many things about the Terrans!

The Terran race is naturally angry and unlucky, and basically every year, a human creature does an unusual thing!

Astronomy, Geography, Digital...... And so on, it's too shocking!

The merit is here in the human race, almost every year!

"Husband, if what you said is true, isn't that a human race ......?"

"That's right, the Terrans can shock the entire flood because of the name of the Virgin, if the news of the failure of the Virgin's preaching spreads to other races, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for the Terrans!"

Wu Tian was very uneasy in his heart, he was afraid!

He was terrified too!

Now among the desolate races, the Terran race is eyeing it, once the fall of the Terran Virgin is known to it, then the end of the Terran can be imagined!

After all, there are really too few top-notch combat power of the Terran race!

As the supreme of the human race, he is just a desolate creature comparable to the early stage of the quasi-saint!

You must know that there are more than a dozen quasi-saint powerhouses among the desolate races, and it is difficult for the human race to fight against them!

Not to mention what is comparable to Da Luo Jin Xian and Taiyi Jin Xian!

The human race is not even a hundred existences comparable to the golden immortals, and the vast array of the Great Luo and Taiyi are as many as dogs!

Wu Tian pondered and meditated, but he couldn't think of anything that could improve the combat power of the human race!

"Husband, I have a way to improve the strength of the human race in a short period of time, I don't know if Husband listens?"

Lan Xin attached himself to Wu Tian's ear and said softly!

"Tell me about it!"

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"Demon!"

"The husband can let some of the human races enter the demon, and use the demon to quickly improve the cultivation realm!"

Lan Xin finally said her purpose!

She herself is one of the one hundred and eight demon kings in the Flood Desolate Heavenly Demon Palace, and she was sent to the human race, which is also the meaning of Mo Luo and Mo Tian!

At first, it was just disguised as an ordinary human race to find out the news!

It's just that she didn't expect that she would also fall into the world!

Wu Tian is also the love of her Lan Xin's life!

So she won't let all the Terrans fall into the enchantment, after all, the gains outweigh the losses!

Wu Tian probably won't be able to accept it!

Looking at the Demon King who Wu Tian was still thinking about, Lan Xin said again: "Husband, at the very edge of the south of the Flood Desolation, one day in the Demon Palace, Husband can send some Terran children to the Heavenly Demon Hall to learn the laws of the Demon Dao!"

"What is a demon?"

Wu Tian didn't answer Lan Xin's words, but asked Lan Xin!

Wu Tian had never heard the word demon!

The human race is an acquired soul, and there is no heavenly inheritance at all, and the children only know Our Lady of Nuwa!

Because there is no so-called Heavenly Dao imprint in their divine souls, they are not even Heavenly Dao orthodox beings!

They don't have the inheritance memory of the last tribulation, only what they have seen in the past 10,000 years!

"Demons, eternal and immortal!"

Lan Xin just gave him a word, and then didn't say anything more!

"The devil is strong?"

Wu Tian asked again!

"Strong!"

"How strong?"

"I don't know!"

"Is it stronger than me?"

Wu Tian continued to ask!

"You...... Hate..."

Lan Xin's face was slightly red, and she was a little shy!

"It seems that you don't know either, so try and find out!"

After speaking, Wu Tian closed the door of the hall and picked up Lan Xin and got into the bed!

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Although I don't know, Wutian's choice this time, but the crisis of the human race has already appeared!

It's only a matter of time before disaster strikes!

The camera has changed, and it has come to the sea of blood!

The sea of blood is filthy, endless, and the smell of blood is everywhere!

The River Styx is entrenched in a sea of blood!

A large cocoon next to him is also wrapped in blood!

"Little brother, brother, I'm waiting for you to be born!"

Styx shouted at Cocoon, who he had been preaching every day for 20,000 years!

"Forget it, I won't tell you, develop yourself!"

Styx is a little impatient!

Then, Styx held his chin in his hand and pondered: "Nuwa Holy Venerable has great merits in creating people, and logically speaking, it is possible for me to create a top race in Styx, and maybe there will be heavenly merits to come to the world!"

With a conjecture, Styx decided to put it into practice!

In the midst of the Netherworld Blood Sea, Styx hurried back to his dojo palace!

"Stepping on the Twelve Grades of Fire Red Lotus, the entire sea of blood is intertwined in your hands!"

"The sea of blood is immeasurable, with blood as the body, with evil qi to condense the element, with anger to turn into essence!"

In this way, the River Styx used the resources of the boundless Netherworld Blood Sea to create its own disciples and grandchildren!

Penetrate into the Styx God Seal into the sea of blood, attract many remnant souls to come here, cast the spirit of the soul, and be above the flesh!

At this moment, the entire flood is shaken!

In the chaos of Zixiao Palace, Hongjun pinched his fingers!

"The River Styx follows the example of Nuwa's creation clan, and it is also a number of days, unstoppable!"

The creation of the Styx is not a saint of the Tao, but the unity of the three corpses, and the achievement of the pinnacle of quasi-sainthood, because the three lectures of Hongjun have not been opened, the realm of the saint has not yet come out, and many living beings are still in the idea that the three corpses are one that is invincible!

In addition, now that the flood has been disrupted, it is difficult to get back on track!

Fate is gone, Nuwa is missing!

The mountain of destiny does not come out, the hermit of the hour!

Scattered cultivation on one side, concentrate on cultivation!

In the entire flood wilderness, there has long been a situation where all races are divided, the lich is at its peak, and the human race is prosperous!

Styx is also considered to be a casual cultivator of the previous generation, but he is unwilling to do the so-called casual cultivation!

He wants to create a prosperous world of his own!

The boundless sea of blood is boiling, like the waves on the surface of the sea, surging to the extreme!

A heavy wave broke through the shackles, blood overflowed, refreshing!

Just as Hongjun's voice landed, patches of blood-colored light suddenly appeared above the sea of blood in the River Styx!

Each blood-colored light wave is as bright and vast as the light of life of the great supernatural power!

"Netherworld Blood Sea, Blood Splatters!"

Di Jun, Lu Jian (Xihuang Taiyi), Fu Xi, Twelve Ancestral Witches, Kunpeng.........

One after another, powerful breaths came here, standing on the edge of the sea of blood, looking at this sea of ghostly blood with frequent visions!

Styx reached out and grabbed the essence of the sea of blood with the largest breath in the sea of blood, dripped into a drop of his own blood, and entered it!

Not much!

A sea of blood phantom appeared!

For a while, the surrounding flood powerhouses desperately tried to figure out what the Styx was doing, which could cause the entire flood to shake!

However, now that the heavens are chaotic, even a saint has no way to do it!

In the next moment, Styx grabbed the last three of the purest and most massive drops of blood in the sea of blood to create!

Not long after, three more figures appeared in the sea of blood!

Boundless sea of blood, netherworld!

Styx tried to catch some blood essence in the sea of blood again, but he didn't find it gone!

"Hey, that's it, the rest will be created with ordinary blood droplets!"

The next moment, Styx moved his big hand, directly grabbed the ordinary sea of blood and wrapped it in his hand, and recited countless mantras in his mouth!

This has been going on for a thousand years!

A thousand years later, Styx listened to it and swore an oath to the Heavenly Dao!