At that time, Emperor Wu was amazingly talented, and divided the world into thirteen states, and all kinds of ethnic groups did not interact with each other, and they were safe and sound.

And before that, it was a period of bloody rain, and if it weren't for the appearance of Emperor Wu, the human race would probably be in danger of extinction. But everything changed with the appearance of Emperor Wu's enchantment.

Since then, human beings have thrived in a relatively comfortable environment. At the beginning, there was still a sense of vigilance, always feeling that those alien races who used to keep humans as livestock would return at any time. Those bloodthirsty faces often turn into nightmares and wake them up.

During this period of time, the unprecedented unity of human beings, the cultivation of everyone who died and the cultivation of hard work, although the human forces have their own subordinates, there are no dirty things happening, because they have a common enemy.

The purpose of a monk is to become a monk, to become an immortal, and to live forever. Time is constantly eroding the lives of monks, and the monks who have gone through those years of hardship are slowly dying out in the years.

As this group of monks faded, this vigilance slowly faded, and the monks' time seemed to be very long, but it seemed to be just a snap of a finger. 10,000 years have passed, 20,000 years have passed, and the human world has changed rapidly with the passage of time, and the mentality of the monks is also constantly changing.

Fame, fortune, sex, love, son, each of them has enough motivation to make many people take risks. I don't know when the harmony between the major forces will be broken, and from then on, there will be no peace for mankind, and they will be able to fight for territory, resources, and even for a little quarrel.

They forgot that perhaps 10,000 years ago, their fathers might have fought side by side, and that in addition to the two states of the human race, there were also alien races. The major forces are tilting against each other, fighting again and again, the city head is changing the king's flag, and the power pattern is constantly reshuffling.

In fact, if you calculate it seriously, if you extrapolate four or five generations upwards, you may still have some kinship. It's just that in the chaotic situation, who cares about that?

This situation continued until tens of thousands of years ago, when the Martial Emperor Enchantment was loosened, and the human race once again felt the crisis. However, although this crisis has caused heavy losses to the human race, this matter has not lasted long, and most of the people who have contributed to solving this matter are the top forces of the human race today, including the Nine Great Sects and the Ten Great Families in Zhongzhou.

For more than 100,000 years, except for the people of the Nine Great Sects and the Ten Great Families who had seen the horror of the Demon Clan tens of thousands of years ago, others didn't know what kind of existence the Demon Clan really was. Later, those who have seen the demon clan are still disappearing in the traces of time.

Of course, there is no shortage of books circulating, but in this world where strength is respected, how many people pay attention to it? Even if he sees it occasionally, who will take him seriously? The sect next door is eyeing him, and he is still thinking about snatching the spirit stone mine of a certain sect in the east. What a distant thing that is!

But today, when the monks of the entire human race and the two states really saw the methods of the demon race through various ways, their hearts suddenly sank to the bottom. What sect, what family, what fame and fortune are not as important as living, at this moment, the Terran monk finally gave birth to the same hatred and hatred.

"Demon clan, damn it, we must not let them go unpunished!" someone flipped over the table in front of him, his eyes red and yelled.

"Why do such races exist, isn't there a catastrophe? Why don't you chop them to death!" someone roared into the sky, cursing angrily.

"Looking at their posture, are they really ready to fight all over the world? The masters of the demon clan can't get by, why don't those senior masters strangle this group of beasts? Don't they have the confidence to block the next attack of the demon clan and leave a way back for themselves?"

"I am the demon king monk Meng Yufeng, who else will fight with me?" Meng Yufeng looked up to the sky and smiled, looking at the monk on the big ship.

Meng Yufeng's radiant gaze was scanning, and at this moment he looked at those people's eyes, with a different kind of thought, eating the marrow and knowing the taste, his gaze was like looking at delicious food.

"I'm going to kill him!" someone on the big ship slammed his hands on the ground and shouted loudly, he was a monk from the same family as Qiu Wuyu, Qiu Wufeng. However, his cultivation is only comparable to Qiu Wuyu, and it is of no use at all.

"Could it be that they have been arrogant above us all the time?Zhongzhou three hundred steps of the void monk, is there no one who can defeat this bastard?" There was a monk roaring on the big boat, he weighed his own cultivation, it was indeed incomparable to that Meng Yufeng, his heart was sad and angry, hoping that someone would be more adequate.

"I'm here, there are hundreds of millions of monks, how can I be frightened by hundreds of aliens. If I die, I hope you will strengthen yourselves and drive the aliens out of our homeland!" a bearded monk leaped from the ship and rushed towards Meng Yufeng, laughing heartily.

This person has already had the will to die, after all, there are still hot-blooded people in the human race, this person has a rough face, a long beard with a bright light fluttering in the wind, but his mind is delicate. He knew that he would make a move, I was afraid that he would die or die without hesitation, maybe he just wanted to use his life to awaken the courage of mankind. I want to use my own battles to give more reference and reference to those who come after me.

"I am Meng Hancang of the Meng family in Zhongzhou, and I will fight you to the death today!" The inscription on the long stick flashed, as if a golden dragon was swimming, and the wind and thunder vibrated between the waves, which was very amazing.

"It's kind of interesting!" Meng Yufeng smiled lightly, unusually, and did not allow Meng Hancang's long stick to bombard his body, he was resisting, dodging.

Although Meng Hancang shot angrily, it only meant that he had a lot of blood, not that he was stupid. Before he made a move, he had already carefully recalled the battle between Qiu Wuyu and Meng Yufeng, and had his own ideas.

He didn't use other magic weapons, but just relied on the long stick in his hand to fight against Nameng Yufeng with the strength of his body.

This time, the human monks also discovered the clue. Meng Hancang's moves are not so subtle, and his physical cultivation is not high, the Meng family in Zhongzhou is not based on physical cultivation, maybe he is just because of his own preferences, and he has cultivated some physical cultivation techniques.

However, his attack made Meng Yufeng deal with it seriously, and he did not have the calmness and calmness when there was no rain on the enemy. Even those demon clan monks in the sky stopped arguing and laughing, and Xiao looked at the battle between the two with interest.

The shouts kept ringing, and at the moment when Meng Hancang made a move, many monks couldn't bear it, they thought that Meng Hancang would look at that autumn without rain, and after experiencing despair again and again, he would be killed by Meng Yufeng at will.

But the scene at this moment is beyond everyone's expectations, and the time of this big war is constantly prolonging. Although I can't see what the victory or defeat will be for the time being, being able to fight against the demon king of the demon clan for such a long time has already made many people feel surprised.

Someone nodded lightly and said, "Could it be that the demon clan is afraid of physical cultivation?" But they are all strong, and the path they take should also be in the same vein of physical cultivation, and close combat should be their strong point, right?"

"Could it be that only the sect of physical cultivation can deal with the demon clan? If the Kaiyang Sect makes a move, wouldn't it be invincible?" This sect is established with the practice of physical cultivation, and the true body of Wuqu is unparalleled in defense, if the demon clan is really afraid of physical cultivation, as long as this sect makes a move, it will definitely be able to solve it.

Someone frowned, without much optimism, and whispered: "This Meng Yufeng once mentioned the three words of Ji Mengbu when he reported to his family, I am guessing whether the demon clan is also divided into different forces like us, and the cultivation paths of various forces are different. ”

"Yes, I also have such concerns, we see that the demon clan is a whole, collectively known as the demon clan. I'm afraid that the demon clan also treats us like this, but only we know that the human race's exercises are as complex as a sea of stars, how can we generalize it in one sentence?" someone answered, also worried.

Their worries are not unreasonable, and few people have seriously understood what the cultivation methods of the demon clan are. Even if someone says it clearly, it is from the books that have been circulating for tens of thousands of years, and tens of thousands of years is enough to change many things.

"Boom!" The earth-shattering sound roared in the air, and many people's thoughts were pulled back, and their eyes returned to the two people who were fighting.

Meng Hancang was injured, there was a huge wound on his abdomen, almost transparent from front to back, his face was like gold paper, he was short of breath, his injuries were very serious, and he was worried about his life. However, he was panting and laughing, although his strength was obviously weakened, but he didn't seem to feel the pain in his body, and the non-stop crazy attack was completely a way of exchanging injuries for injuries and life for lives.

Meng Yufeng was very strong, his speed was very fast, and Meng Hancang's several attacks were dodged by him.

Finally, Meng Hancang slapped Meng Yufeng again, and also bombarded his iron rod on Meng Yufeng's shoulder. This stick, he used all the strength of his body, he is a cultivator of the Buxu realm, and the strength of his own body is strong enough, plus his cultivation of physical cultivation, this stick has at least a million catties of strength.

"Click!" A soft sound came, cheers came from below, they seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking, watching Meng Yufeng being smashed by Meng Hancang's stick, they felt that it was definitely a waste for him to keep his arm.

Only a few of them were pale, staring incredulously at the two people in a stalemate in the sky. Many of these people opened their mouths to remind them, but they were drowned out by cheers, and no one heard what they said.