In the darkness and turmoil, the whole world resurrects me

Not only in the Eastern Wasteland.

Even within the other four major territories.

The same is true for the emergence of countless alien powers!

Those were powerful existences who had already achieved Godless Venerable in the ancient times.

After the ancient times, he cut himself with a knife.

Hiding in the many restricted areas of life, I dare not be born.

In order to escape the shackles of heaven and earth.

Avoid the catastrophe of the decline of heaven.

They slashed themselves, not hesitate to lower their own strength.

Just to wait until the opportunity to become a fairy appears now.

"Hahaha! Emperor Lufei was born on Immortal Island. After waiting for 10 years, I finally have the opportunity to live forever!!"

A cry that shattered the sky shook everyone's hearts.

In the blink of an eye, the majestic emperor broke through the void, followed by endless disasters.

"Today, Japan's respect will see the light of day! Then look for an opportunity for eternal life! You and other human races will serve as the blood food of this deity to make up for the vitality of this deity! Hahahaha!!"

It is another human land.

Hundreds of millions of people were devoured by the Great Emperor You Que as blood.

This time.

Even if it is a big force with the inheritance of the imperial weapon.

But it is also hard to resist!

Because, those incomparably powerful beings are the real emperors!

Although, they killed themselves.

The strength has long since gone to its peak.

However, only those imperial weapons that have not been fully awakened.

An imperial weapon that can only exert half or less than half of its power.

It is even more difficult to stop these terrifying existences!

"I am the quasi-emperor of the human race! Master Yuxu! How dare you slaughter my human beings!!"

at the same time.

Within that many restricted areas.

It is also the birth of some great powers of the human race.

These incomparably powerful existences.

It is also hidden for countless years.

Waiting in the restricted area of ​​life, hoping to break the shackles of life and death.

But when he saw human corpses strewn all over the field, and blood flowing across the oars.

But they couldn't bear it anymore, and they were born one after another, within the five great territories.

Stop these powerful Wuque emperors.

"Hmph! It's just a quasi-emperor, but he dares to act presumptuously here! It's really courting death!!"

however.

In the original human race, the hope that had just been ignited.

But it followed the tyrannical suppression of those Wuque emperors.

In a blink of an eye, there is nothing left! !

Those powerful ancestors of the human race.

It turned out to be one after another flying blood into the sky.

Even though there are some self-defeating Wuque emperors born to resist.

But it is useless!

The powerful existence of ancient races and monster races or some mysterious alien races.

Far more than the number of great powers of the human race.

under their siege.

Many great powers of the human race either fell or were seriously injured.

Just within half a year.

Within the five major territories, the situation is even more turbulent.

A dark cloud shrouded the heads of the human race!

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People from the Primordial Clan and Monster Clan even promulgated decrees.

Ask all the human races to offer blood food and submit to them.

Human races from all over the world were angry and resisted desperately.

But it is still under the powerful suppression of the many flawed emperors and supreme supreme powers.

They all died on the battlefield!

The human race has saved for a hundred years.

One powerful saint after another was born, a powerful existence of the great saint.

It turned out to be within a short period of a hundred years.

It is a lot of casualties! !

On the entire human land.

Many holy places and ancient sects.

It is a person who sacrifices every month.

The funerals, the struggles again and again.

All are hitting the self-confidence of the human race.

Destroying the hope of the human race.

finally.

People from the Monster Race and the Primordial Race even issued a decree.

Think that the human race actually dared to resist.

It is bound to completely destroy the human race, making it cease to exist.

All of this will start from the Taixuan Holy Land in the Eastern Wasteland!

Everyone fell into boundless despair at this moment.

Countless human races.

Among the big sects and big forces everywhere.

And fell into the boundless stretch of disaster.

in this time of crisis.

The Xingxiu Shenzong on the land of Zhongzhou completely closed the gate.

Use the boundless star field to block many strong people from going out.

This mysterious and long-standing sect.

It seems that there is also fear.

It is generally considered that the human race has completely lost hope.

It can only be barely self-protection.

In the Borderless Sword Domain.

A century-old sword master, a thousand-year sword master, and a ten-thousand-year sword god!

A group of peerless arrogance.

Every day, countless alien invasions are ushered in!

Even if it is them.

But he could barely resist.

Relying on Lord Jianzu, with the power of the Boundless Sword Domain, he barely blocked it.

The entire Borderless Sword Domain is stronger than such a vast sect.

But it was also caught in a precarious situation.

Even if they are fighting to the death.

It is only a matter of time before the final distance is destroyed.

Taixuan up and down.

Now gathered a large number of disciples, elders.

There is also the Taixuan Holy Lord who already has gray hair.

"We fought them!!"

"Even if it is a death, there is not a single coward among us Taixuan!"

"The human race is in danger, if we Taixuan can resist the human race in the world for a while, that will be enough!"

now.

Everyone already had the determination to die.

Want to fight to the death.

among the crowd.

Little apprentice Jiang Chuchu looked sad.

She once again thought of every word Jiang Ming said before he died.

She is not reconciled.

Humiliation, helplessness, full of grief and indignation.

Now it has turned into a question.

Resounding above the lonely peak:

"Master, where are you!"

Many disciples seemed impassioned.

But how bleak is that?

They have no intention of surviving.

I just hope that I can resist the human race for a little longer.

Even if all hope has been completely destroyed.

They can do it.

The only option is to fight to the death! !

at the same time.

Above the entire Eastern Wasteland.