Youruo removed the three runes left by the Six Laws, and did not release the three main souls, but completely unfolded the Six Soul Flags, and ignited the humane blood flames, and transferred the Flame Wuding......

When the demons and ghosts launched the devil robbery that completely exterminated the human race, the hundred schools relied on the humane power of the hundred pulpits and the fire Wuding to protect the ghost and demon clans again and again, and the hundred schools also became one of the few refuges for the human race.

Today, the flame of the Ding left suddenly, and hundreds of schools mourned, from the lord of the house to the students, all of them panicked......

The land of the Yin Ruins, but because of the arrival of the Flame Ding, the current danger of overturning was resolved, and the boxy Fire Wuding was suspended above the Yin Ruins, and the scarlet blood inflammation was burning in the Ding, and a piece of blood covered the sky of the human race, and the familiar breath made people feel at ease.

"Humane fire? hahaha...... The human race is about to be extinct, do you still dare to come? How much strength do you have now?" After the Ghost Ancestor recognized the nature of the Fire Ding, he was not surprised or overjoyed.

"Buzzing ......" the scarlet flame in the fire tripod is raised, the giant tripod is shaken, the Ding Ling who represents the will of humanity is extremely angry, the ghost clan and the demon clan these devils are unscrupulously exterminating the human race, today, the human race does not exist one, and now the power of humanity is also weakened to the extreme with a large number of deaths of the human race, and the Ding Ling has no choice but to lead the blood of hundreds of millions of people to ignite the humane blood, and there is the unwillingness and anger of the dead in these blood.

Out of the blood flames came a shirtless strong man, he stepped on the edge of the fire tripod with both feet, danced the fire snake in his hand, and said angrily: "Ghost Ancestor, as the ancient master, you have insulted the identity of the Dao Ancestor by bullying the small in this way, my human race was slaughtered by your devil and demon clans, don't be complacent, my clan ancestor will not give up!"

"Your ancestors are ancestors?" the voice in the sky was a little surprised.

"Yes, of course, the Ghost Ancestor should know that our human race is already scarce in this world, less than 20% of the original world, and in the other world, our human race is prosperous and humane, and the ancestor of my human race has been born!" said proudly, as the fire in the eyes of the big man surged.

"The two realms have long been separated, how do you know?" asked some of the ghost clan suspiciously.

"Hahaha...... This is to talk about my creator, my master, my lord has traveled to this world, his old man was crowned as an ancestor in the other world, and now my human race has surpassed all the races in the world, and has become the same great race as your demon race, you slaughter my human race so wantonly, you will be punished, what you do today, my lord will be repaid in the future, hahaha...... Wait......"

This Demon Emperor's Spirit, who has been cleaned countless times by the Humane Fire, has been completely washed away from his memory and purified into a Humane Ding Spirit, after forgetting the identity of the Demon Emperor, he has not only become the embodiment of the will of humanity, but also full of personality, firing directly at the Ghost Ancestor, and the exit is threatening and mocking......

"Shut up! You little instrument spirit dare to be presumptuous, what if the human race has an ancestor? Even if he doesn't come to me, I'm going to find him...... Since you have sent it to the door yourself, today the ancestor will scatter your humane luck......" The ghost ancestor said, his big hand clenched into a fist, the giant fist roared and fell, and the giant man roared angrily and turned into flames and drilled into the ding.

The blood flame of the big ding was surging, burning to the domineering and fierce ghost fist, the power of the fist was far beyond imagination, he smashed the humane flame that burned to it with one punch, the ghost fist pierced through the fire and smashed heavily on the fire tripod, the giant tripod trembled, crumbling, the fire tripod stood up in the frightened eyes of everyone, the ghost fist disappeared, and fell down again......

"Buzz ......"

"What a shameless old thing, if my lord is here, you dare to be arrogant, another day, my lord will return, and you will be drained from the soul refining ......" Ju Ding groaned bitterly, but Ding Ling roared at the sky and scolded.

"Buzz ......"

In the third punch, cracks appeared on the Ding Wall, and Ding Ling screamed and disappeared......

"Senior brother, let me try ......," Yu Ruo said calmly.

"No!" Zou Rong shook his head resolutely, that kind of desperation, once was enough.

"Are we just sitting still, have you forgotten the master's teachings, we are the descendants of the black robe of the Northern Underworld Dao Palace, you and I have followed the master for more than ten years, have you ever seen him give up in the old man, but have you ever seen him tied up and captured, you are a personal inheritance, when you inherit the will of the master, the world is white, only I am black, we can die, but none of us are convinced, only I ......"

"Senior sister, your reasoning is good, but that's Master's, and my only black is that I am right, whether I am right or wrong, whether I am strong or weak, I must follow my heart, and now my mind is that you can't go!"

"......" was like a knot of anger, and the senior brother's understanding was so evil that his stubbornness was not reasonable at all.

"Senior brother, once the flame is broken, the luck of humanity will dissipate, and everyone in this yin ruin will die! And no one in the world will survive......"

"Then die! If this is the result, then be it!" Zou Rong said very plainly and negatively, he went to an extreme situation, and fell into such an extreme after complete despair just now.

"Senior brother, you will definitely die, but I will be better than dead, I can't die, the Six Soul Banners also have a secret, it has a soul master seat that is reserved for the Banner Lord, once the Banner Lord dies, the soul of the Banner Lord will be sucked into the Six Soul Banners and become the new main soul, the Six Soul Banners will fall into the hands of the Ghost Clan, and I will also fall into the hands of the Ghost Ancestor, and I will be tortured, and eventually I will forget the past and become the same existence as the Ghost Emperor......"

"How can this be, junior sister, you lied to me, didn't you?" Zou Rong finally lost his calm, his body trembled, and his eyes were blank.

"I'll try, try again, and you'll be standing next to me......"

Zou Rong sighed and nodded, he looked up at the sky, the fire tripod had cracked, and then shattered into countless pieces with a bang, the bronze fire tripod fragments let out a final wail, and then they dispersed into a little golden light, the light point gradually dimmed and disappeared, and the Quartet fire condensed by the humane luck from the four directions dispersed, and the humane luck of this world returned to the ruins......

"Boom ......"

The purple heavenly punishment came, and the purple thunder bombarded the sky where the ghost ancestor was located, destroying the clan and violating the way of heaven, even if it was the Dao ancestor, he had to bear the wrath of the thunder......

After the thunder, the way of heaven has a purpose: humanity will be destroyed, and the human race will not exist......

The survivors of the Terran race scattered all over the world were heartbroken, and the gray-haired old men cried loudly, they were so sad and sad that they could not help themselves, one by one, their white heads touched the earth, and one by one their dry fists beat the earth, my human race is gone!!!!

Teenagers, young people, and prime of life, their hearts are sad, tears can't stop flowing, their hearts have no home, and their souls don't know where to go after death, and they are bound to become lonely souls and wild ghosts, and finally they are devoured by the devil until the last person dies.

The primeval race, the suffering race, the race that never gives up!

The Inhuman Ancestor stumbled and fell to the ground, he was furious, "Beast, beast! Dare to do this, Brother Liufa Dao, why don't you take action? Why don't you take action to save my human race...... Why ......"

The Inhumans in the north, their hearts are sour, they never thought that the Terrans would be gone like this, that is their roots, roots, broken!

"Why didn't you make a move? Aren't you there? Terran!"

The powerhouses of all races sighed, this is a race that has been inherited from the primeval times to the present!

Zou Rong looked at the familiar faces crying and grabbing the ground, his heart was empty, his heart was empty, without this simple word "human", what are we, born as a human being, and death as a human being, it turned out to be really important, until it was lost, the human beings understood the sacrifice of the ancient ancestors, that was not stupid, until this moment, they understood the meaning of the sages to strengthen the human race at all costs, but it was too ......late!

After the thunder, the sky was still dark, the ghost aura on the ghost's hand was much lighter, the red line on his palm was still jumping, although it was much darker, but the scarlet flame was still burning, the black banner erected between heaven and earth, burning with raging flames, it was angry, extremely angry, it released the last human anger of the human race......

The little woman under the flame banner has been very quiet, between her gestures, are elegant, she raised her hand and drew a trace of red thread, it is the red thread on the hand of the ghost who covers the sky, the red thread is wrapped between her fingers, she pinches it, turned into a blood-red pen, the blood-red pen is dipped in scarlet blood ink, the big pen flies, and it seems to be writing slowly and quickly on the black banner in the sky......

The blood is dry, the large pen turns to ash, and only two blood-red characters are left on the black flag: "Ghost Ancestor".