Great Antiquity: Opening Projection Saint Talent

Among this human race, it is already comparable to the cultivation of the three ancestors of the human race.

Thanks to the blood pool diluted by Pangu's blood essence, these five people have undergone earth-shaking changes.

It has also cultivated many elites of the human race.

But looking at the trillions of humans, there are only three Taiyi Jinxian.

That is the three ancestors of the human race, the Suiren clan, the Youchao clan, and the Zhenyi clan. "Boom!"

Among the human race, the Lu De clan, the Ge Yang clan, the Yu Xuan clan, the Shen Ju clan, the Wen Feng clan, the five golden immortals

The five major sects suppressed the human race in the five directions of the world.

He Zong, as the pinnacle of Jinxian, led the monks in the entire tribe to suppress the land of the human race, and was ready to fight. "boom!"

With a loud noise, an army of tens of billions of demon clan descended to the earth.

Above the sky, the demonic wind bursts, the thunder explodes, the black clouds roll, and the terrifying chilling air envelopes the whole person.

clan. "monster!"

Countless mortals were frightened and fled in all directions, looking for a place of refuge.

Tens of billions of human cultivators stood in the sky, and their hearts trembled as they looked at this horrifying army of monsters.

The highest of the human race is the three Taiyi golden immortals.

On the side of the demon clan, the worst is also the cultivation base of Heavenly Immortals, and the highest is Daluo Jinxian.

Even if there are more human monks, they are still at a disadvantage in terms of momentum.

The two are not at all a level of battle.

In terms of momentum alone, the human race is like a flock of sheep facing the division of tigers and wolves.

"Huh? I haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years. When did the human race have so many monks?" Just kill them. The monks (fb) are not as delicious as mortals, and the witch-slaughtering sword will not be used. "

Above the nine heavens, many demon races revealed their bodies and smiled. "My human race has no competition with the world, why is the demon clan overwhelming the realm!"

Sui Ren stood up and said loudly. "There is no reason, my demon clan wants to refine the treasure, and borrow your trillions of human souls to use it!"

A demon saint smiled and said casually.

Hearing this, all the ethnic monks changed their expressions.

Trillions of people!

The entire human race is only more than one trillion!" Of course, you can resist. The more you resist, the more interesting it will be for us to kill."

The other demon saint laughed loudly, looking at all the ethnic monks as if he were looking at prey.

"kill!"

"To kill the human race! A" I want to eat young children, don't rob me!" "Hahaha!"

Suddenly, countless monsters manifested their bodies and rushed towards the human race. "Stop them!"

The Sui Renshi let out a loud shout and made a frantic shot.

"what!"

A shrill scream rang out.

Just as soon as they came into contact, the human race was immediately washed away like a rotten tree.

A personal monk was torn apart by the claws of the demon clan, and his primordial spirit was wiped out.

This is simply an unequal battle. "Help! w" Run away!"

In the tribe, countless human races fell in a pool of blood and fled trial in panic.

Above the sky, the corpses of human monks fell, blood spilling into the sky.

"It's impossible to win at all!" "The demon clan is too strong!"

Countless human cultivators are terrified. Even if the human race gathers tens of billions of cultivators, it is just a man’s arm as a chariot! "Death battle! w" Never retreat!"

Hezong let out a roar, and led the entire tribe's show death "Boom!"

The earth cracked, countless houses collapsed, and flames swept the earth.

In just a few breaths, millions of mortals died.

Several big demons used magic weapons to collect the flesh and blood of mortals, and sent them to heaven continuously, and handed them over to Di Jun to refine the witch slaughter.

sword.

In the vast starry sky, Kunpeng looked at Ju Lu among the human race indifferently, and his brows moved. "Why do you have a bad feeling

Kunpeng said to himself with deep eyes. "Saint Master Taiqing, save my human race!" "Mother Nuwa, please perform a miracle and save my child!" "Monster race, I fought with you!"

A roar resounded, even mortals took up arms to resist, even if the result was death!

The entire human race fell into a terrifying purgatory. "God! The gods will come!" "Hold on, the Great Sword Sovereign will appear!"

Wen Feng's, Ge Yang's and other Jinxians were covered in blood and let out a roar!

Compared with the mortal belief that there has never been a miracle of a saint, they are more willing to believe in the gods who teach them the method.