It took less than a hundred years for the human race to destroy the silver-backed wolf demon clan, and the silver-backed wolf demon golden immortal who had cultivated above, except for a few who escaped, all the others were killed, and even the two ancestors of the early stage realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal failed to escape the siege of the human race Daluo.

The territory of trillions of miles has become the new territory of the human race, and tens of billions of silver-backed wolf demons have become the food of the human race.

Although the human race has been educated by Lao Tzu and Gao Ge, in terms of civilization, it is more civilized than most races in the flood wilderness, but some important customs are no different from the major races in the flood wilderness.

For example, after defeating a race, occupy its land and eat its flesh.

Coupled with the popularity of Gao Ge's flesh and blood refining chapter, the human race, which eats everything, will not let go of these delicacies.

Gao Ge only led the barbecue stew, but now the Terrans have begun to popularize frying, and all kinds of spices have also been developed by the delicious Terrans and appeared in the Terran recipes.

According to this trend, it won't be long before stir-frying, steaming, steaming, and simmering steak will also appear in the cooking techniques of the human race.

After destroying the silverback wolf demon clan, the Terrans rearranged the defense line of the territory, healed the wounded, worshipped the war-damaged heroes, relocated the tribes on a large scale, filled new territories, distributed the spoils, and the whole clan entered the carnival.

The footsteps of the human race stopped, but the footsteps of the billions of races in the desolation stepped out.

When countless demon clans opened their eyes, they found that the flames of war had burned to their doorstep.

After hundreds of years of fighting, the demon clan found that the enemies seemed to be endless, and they couldn't kill them no matter how they killed, but their own defense line was pushed back and again, and it had touched the final bottom line of the race.

The demon clan also didn't care about face, and countless requests for help were sent, asking for help from familiar friends, colleagues in the former Heavenly Court, especially the big demons who were originally in high positions and cultivated to a higher level, and the most of them were naturally Beihai Kunpeng and Yanggu Xihe.

The Yanggu Mountain Protection War opened, the gate was closed, and he didn't care about the life or death of these demon clans who asked for help, Xihe, who lost his husband and son, hated the Wu clan the most, but he didn't have a good impression of the demon clan.

The husband gave the demon clan incomparable strength, but for these damned demons, the husband died in battle, and he was also dragged down by the heavenly court, resulting in the inability to take care of the children, and ten children died tragically under the hands of the Wu clan.

For the sake of the demon clan, Xihe is really ruined, how can he still give the demon clan a good look, just yell: Let's die!

The hopes of the demon clan are all pinned on the North Sea Demon Master Kunpeng.

Not long after Kunpeng sent the first batch of demons asking for help, the threshold of the Beihai Demon Master Hall was almost broken by the demon clan who asked for help.

Kunpeng was secretly happy, but he was also frightened, this round of the tide of demons was violent, if he blocked it and provoked public anger, maybe the war would burn to the North Sea.

At that moment, he secretly contacted the besieged demon clan Da Luo, and instructed him to collect the juniors in the clan, so Kunpeng sent his subordinate Da Luo, who suddenly appeared, stopped the attacking enemy, and protected the besieged Da Luo to escape, and then did not hurt the enemy, turned around and left.

After rescuing a few Da Luo and his elite juniors in the clan, their enemies were busy conquering the remaining demon clans and grabbing the occupied territory, but they no longer paid attention to the whereabouts of the escaped big demons, and Kunpeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Against the general mid-stage and early-stage Da Luo masters, it is enough for subordinates to dispatch, but against some veteran Da Luo late masters, Kunpeng has to take action in person.

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The endless jungles in the southern part of the flood were uprooted from the valley by a huge force, the mountains collapsed, the rivers were blocked, and the birds were scurrying all over the sky, and then they were torn apart by the overflowing power of the high-altitude fighting, and the flesh and blood flew and the feathers fell.

The Qingniu clan and the Golden Eagle clan alliance and attacked the black Jiao clan's lair together, the green cow and the golden eagle surrounded the black Jiao, as long as the black Jiao was killed, the fate of being slaughtered was left for millions of black Jiao demons within a radius of a trillion miles.

The Black Jiao clan has been forced to the point of exhaustion, ninety percent of the territory has been captured, and the remaining last ancestral land is almost unable to support it.

Hei Jiao's expression was calm, and the huge Thousand Knot Jiao Whip was like a living thing, carrying endless mana, resisting the attacks of the Green Ox in the late Da Luo period and the Golden Eagle in the middle of Da Luo, and from time to time he could counterattack one or two, giving full play to the strength of the middle stage of Da Luo.

The old god of the green bull was there, and seeing that the golden eagle was a little impatient, while commanding the huge machete to attack the black jiao, he cast the dao method to resist a whip of the thousand knots for the golden eagle, and said with a smile: "Golden Eagle Daoist, there is no need to be impatient, what should be anxious is the black Jiao, how many years can he support it if he is so performed." ”

The golden eagle's huge iron claws slashed through the sky, tearing through the heavy prohibitions under the black Jiao's cloth, and was about to take advantage of the void to enter, a divine thunder exploded, and endless black flames were entwined, and the golden eagle had to retreat and defend, slashing the void, stretching the space in front of him, and isolating the black Jiao's poisonous fire.

turned back to Qingniu and said: "Brother Dao's cultivation is superb, and the Taoism is profound, but he can see it thoroughly, thank you for reminding me, you should really grind slowly with him, victory is in sight, no need to be anxious." ”

The three of them almost shattered the high air, and the subordinates on both sides avoided tens of billions of miles away so as not to be affected by the battle.

Hei Jiao hated it in his heart, but he was not in a hurry at all.

Tens of thousands of Xiao Jiao with pure blood and excellent qualifications in the clan have been included in his body space, just waiting for the demon master to come and break through the siege of the two, he can escape, as for the other millions of black Jiao, there is only the destiny of each other, it is good to be able to escape, and it is fate if he can't escape.

Born and raised in the flood wilderness, such a fate is normal, even if it becomes a demon clan, it will be majestic for tens of millions of years, and in the end, it will be the same, and it will not escape the arrangement of fate.

A race was created by heaven and earth, born in the wilderness, at the beginning of the grievances to survive, to slowly become stronger, to defeat the opponents around them, majestic, and then there are various factors, resulting in a decline in the strength of the race, encountering more powerful opponents, being blown away, and extinction.

This is the fate of all the desolate races.

Hei Jiao was a little enlightened, and decided that after getting out this time, he would cultivate hard, and as for the younger generations, arrange an island and survive on his own!

There is no eternal race, but there are eternal monks.

As long as you advance to the pinnacle of Da Luo, don't participate in right and wrong, no race is dragging behind, come and go freely, who dares to bully?

Hei Jiao was open-minded, feeling that he had been stagnant for tens of millions of years, and he had loosened a little, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and he was more calm under his hands, and he felt a lot better in the face of Qingniu's strong sense of oppression, and he didn't leak a drop of water to deal with the enemy.

Qingniu frowned slightly, this black Jiao is really tough, at such a juncture, it is a pity that there can be a breakthrough!

Stretch out your hand a little, a small horn appears in the sky, the tip of the cyan horn is slightly golden, extremely sharp, exuding a golden light, giving people a sense of indestructibility.

Although he comforted Jin Ying just now, Hei Jiao's performance made Qingniu also feel that it was better to end the battle as soon as possible.

The golden tip and green horn flashed, avoiding the machete and the thousand-knot whip, piercing into the inner defensive circle of the black Jiao, and under the breaking rules, it was like a bamboo, attacking the body of the black Jiao.

Hei Jiao's expression moved, and a black and shiny scale appeared in front of the golden tip and green horn, and with a 'duk' sound, it resisted the stabbing blow of the golden tip and green horn.

As soon as the golden eagle saw that the black Jiao was restrained, he opened his mouth and spit out, and a white feather flew out, and the feather was sharp forward, silently crossing the void and stabbing at the head of the black Jiao.

"Buzz"

A magic pen appeared, stopped the white feather, and with a slight stroke, the feather branch was cut into several pieces.