Honghuang: God-level choice, start by taking over Zhao Gongming

In the holy city of the human race, on the city wall, Suirenshi looked fearless. Hearing Kunpeng's words, he laughed instead.

"The demon master's idea is really novel. The demon clan's butcher knife has been raised high, but he wants us to surrender and die obediently. We have heard about the tyranny of the heaven for a long time, but seeing is believing. Now we have truly seen it."

Kunpeng's face showed a cold look, and he squinted at the back of the three ancestors.

The millions of soldiers on the human square raised their mouths and smiled coldly.

"You don't really think that you can really stop my demon army with your mob, right?"

"If you surrender now, there will be less killing. If you resist stubbornly, it will only bring countless humans in the holy city into the abyss."

Suiren sneered repeatedly, and his fighting spirit soared to the sky. "According to the words of the demon master, we will die whether we resist or not. It's better to bite off a piece of meat from you before we die."

"What a big tone!"

Kunpeng's face suddenly became gloomy, "You are really looking for death!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the millions of demon gang soldiers behind him, under the mobilization of the three demon saints, formed a military formation, neat and uniform, armed with sharp weapons, and full of momentum.

A strong murderous aura came to his face, and even dyed the clear sky into a weird black.

Just when Kunpeng was about to launch a general attack and break through the holy city of the human race in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, a figure appeared above the holy city of the human race without knowing when.

The man wiped his sweat and muttered something.

"Ten years is a bit tight, but the formation is finally completed."

The person who spoke was Zhao Gongming. When he came to the ancestral land of the human race, he was not idle.

Instead, he set about setting up a large formation within the scope of the ancestral land of the human race.

There are too many human races in the ancestral land of the human race, hundreds of billions.

Although there are many powerful cultivators among them, the largest number is still some old, young, women and children.

Once the human and demons go to war, even a little aftermath of the battle can cause a large number of casualties among the human race.

So Zhao Gongming can only set up a large formation to protect their safety.

Zhao Gongming exhaled a breath of turbid air, and he waved his hand. With the human race holy city as the center, the east, south, west, and north.

The four directions burned with a blazing and brilliant light almost at the same time.

In the holy city of the human race, countless human races looked from afar and saw four flags with different colors flying to the center of the holy city.

A series of ancient, mysterious, complex and obscure Dao patterns, with four flags as the center.

They spread out in all directions, and soon covered the entire Holy City of the Human Race.

Then, a rich and brilliant light surged from countless array patterns, and turned into a thick golden barrier at a very fast speed.

This array took Zhao Gongming a lot of time, and the grade was also very high, with unparalleled defense.

Even if a quasi-saint took action, there was absolutely no possibility of breaking it.

"Master Saint succeeded!"

The third ancestor of the Suiren clan breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the golden barrier that covered the sky and the sun.

He only felt the harbor of home, and was extremely relieved.

In the entire Holy City of the Human Race, countless human races were even more excited and couldn't help themselves, and they even shouted loudly in the back, "Master Saint!"

"Master Saint!"

"Master Saint!"

As soon as Zhao Gongming let go, the four large flags in his hand trembled slightly.

Then, they fell in the four directions of east, west, south and north, respectively, to reinforce the defensive array arranged by Zhao Gongming.

After doing all this, Zhao Gongming slowly flew to the side of the three ancestors of the human race.

On the rolling demonic clouds that covered the sky, Kunpeng looked at Zhao Gongming's figure and couldn't help but stare.

This first disciple of Jiejiao was not practicing in Mount Emei or Luofu Cave, so why did he come to the human race?

Is he going to help the human race today?

This first disciple of Jiejiao is powerful. It is rumored that he has long been the first disciple of the three religions and is deeply loved by the saints.

If he is determined to help the human race, then today's situation will be a bit bad.

Of course, Kunpeng is not afraid of Zhao Gongming's strength.

No matter how strong Zhao Gongming is, he is only a great Luo.

What he really fears is the Jiejiao behind Zhao Gongming.

The Qingping Sword in the hands of the Tongtian Saint is not for free.

Kunpeng was a little afraid and a little vigilant.

But on the surface, he still did not reveal the slightest flaw.

Although the saint is powerful, if he returns to heaven without success.

Under the thunderous wrath of the Demon King, he would definitely not get anything good.

Kunpeng thought for a while, then said condescendingly.

"Why did Daoist Gongming appear in the ancestral land of the human race when he was not practicing in Luofu Cave in Mount Emei?"

"Why, does the demon master even control where I practice and where I visit?"

Zhao Gongming smiled.

Kunpeng shook his head hurriedly, "Daoyou is free to go wherever you want, how can I control it?"

"It's just that I came here this time, following the order of the Demon King, and I must collect one trillion human souls. Please stand aside and don't interfere in the official business of the Heavenly Court."

When the three ancestors of the human race heard the number of one trillion, they looked at each other and couldn't help but take a breath.

The Heavenly Court was really crazy. Just to defeat the witch clan, they actually carried out such an inhumane massacre.

Fortunately, the Saint Master had transferred a large number of human races to a safe place, otherwise once the massacre began.

The Third Ancestor simply couldn't imagine what a tragic scene that was.

Zhao Gongming shook his head slightly, "There is a great cause and effect between me and the human race. I am grateful to the human race for calling me a saint master. How can I stand idly by when the human race is in trouble?"

Kunpeng's face darkened a little, "Does Daoist Gongming's behavior simply represent himself or the Jiejiao?"

The Jiejiao is powerful and has a tendency to be the first among the four religions. The leader Tongtian Saint is also an extremely protective existence.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, Kunpeng really does not want to confront the Jiejiao.

"My behavior naturally only represents myself and has nothing to do with the Jiejiao."

Seeing this, Kunpeng no longer hesitated and shouted, "Follow me!"

After Kunpeng finished speaking, he moved directly and rushed directly to the human race holy city with the three demon saints.

In the holy city, under the leadership of the three ancestors, millions of human warriors rushed out to fight the demons.

In just a few breaths, the two sides have started a fierce battle.

The demon army has more than 100,000, which is far superior to the human race in quality.

But the human race was outnumbered. If I couldn't beat one, I would send two. If I couldn't beat two, I would just fight them in groups.

In this way, the fight turned into a back-and-forth situation.

But in this situation, the human race was dying and injured at a very fast speed.

Like dumplings, they kept falling from the sky.

A strong smell of blood came in the wind, which was disgusting.

But no one stopped it. This was destined to be an extremely brilliant battle.

Zhao Gongming watched, and his heart was very calm. The rise of the human race would be tempered by blood and fire.

He could help for a while, but not for a while. Only in this way could the human race rise.