Honghuang: To Create A God Of Democracy, The Big Guy Is Crazy

Repression!

Repression!

Repression! ! !

Under the full force of the Great Primordial powerhouses, especially Heavenly Dao, the big boss of the Heavenly Dao camp, was sealed by Hongjun with no morale, and the result of the battle was obvious.

The rest of the battle was like annihilation. Zhu Long, Twelve Ancestral Witch, Ming He and others dealt with their enemies one after another. The entire Heavenly Dao camp only lasted for less than a year before they were all wiped out.

The speed was beyond the imagination of Dugu Baitian and others. Everyone was in a trance and stunned. They never thought that Heavenly Dao, who they regarded as the enemy, would be solved like this.

"Daoist Friend, the contract has been made, and the rest is up to you, Daoist Friend, to fulfill your oath."

Hongjun came to Dugu Baitian's side and said with a smile.

"I have a question that Daoist Friend can answer?"

"But it doesn't matter."

Hongjun gestured.

"Your strength is so strong, wouldn't it be better to directly suppress all of us and then plunder our world's resources, why do you need to cooperate with us?"

Dugu Baitian asked.

"Daoist Friend has become smaller."

"Repression? Why do we want to suppress."

"What we want is resources, that's all."

Hongjun shook his head.

If they can control this plane, then Hongjun will definitely kill both sides, the key is not, this event has a time limit, they have to leave after 10,000 years.

That being the case, it is not thankful to work hard to do anything, and there are risks.

Who knows if there will be an unprecedented Qi Luck erupting in a situation where the azimuth is about to perish. What if someone explodes, the cautious Hongjun will naturally not make such a mistake.

"Resources only?"

Dugubaitian is still a little puzzled.

"If we suppress any of you who come to help us collect resources, we come from a foreign land and know too little about this world. If we collect resources by ourselves, it will inevitably take more effort."

"In this way, wouldn't it be better for you to lead the way?"

"We can suppress all of them, but there is no need for that."

Hongjun explained again.

In fact, there is another reason. The ghost knows that the plane of the tomb is so much worse than the Great Primordial. He came here with a cautious idea, so the direction was different from the beginning.

"..."

Lonely defeated.

I understand now.

So are we alive or is it because we know the plane of the celestial tomb?

Can you get more resources?

Dugu defeated the dog.

All warriors have an inexplicable feeling.

Compared with suppressing feelings, Heavenly Dao do you value resources more?

You are all in this state, are resources still so important?

All the powerhouses of the Heavenly Tomb plane were at a loss.

"Rest assured, Daoist Friend, we will do our best to help you."

Dugu Baitian clasped his fists and said.

"Thank you Daoist Friend then."

Hongjun was all smiles.

......

Great Primordial plane.

In the main god space.

Seeing that the dust had settled, Zhou Luo waved his hand to close the virtual projection.

"The first plane invasion has ended successfully. After a few more visits, they will become qualified wage earners."

Zhou Luo is satisfied.

How much will you gain this time?

a thousand years!

See you in ten thousand years!

A trace of anticipation rose in his heart, Zhou Luo slowly closed his eyes.

Waiting for 10,000 years is also waiting, it is better to practice for a while.

It just so happened that he still needed to adjust his state. After 10,000 years, there was still one important thing to do, and the follow-up plan also needed to be thought out.

.........

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, 10,000 years have passed.

In the past ten thousand years, all the creatures and powerhouses of the Great Primordial have almost turned the plane of the celestial tomb upside down, that is, they almost destroyed the plane of the celestial tomb.

Wherever they passed, they left nothing behind like locusts, even a single spiritual grass was pulled out. Many of the powerhouses on the plane of the tomb were shocked and inexplicable.

Is this the strong one?

So the reason why these people can become so strong is because of saving?

Any resources must not be spared, so that we have today's realm?

In this way, 10,000 years have passed, and the Heavenly Tomb Plane has nothing but living beings, and the entire plane was almost evacuated by all the Great Primordial powerhouses such as Hongjun!

Not only that, but Dugu Baitian and the others were pale and skinny, and even the aura on their bodies became extremely chaotic, obviously they were not lightly injured.

Well, selling blood.

As soon as he recovered his injuries, he continued to condense his blood essence and hand it over. After repeated repetitions, all the powerhouses of the Heavenly Tomb plane would be in a trance, and suddenly felt that their life was no better than Heavenly Dao's enslaving sentient beings.

Fortunately, this hard time is finally over!

"Daoist Friend, we are destined to meet again."

Before the plane passage, Hongjun said with a smile on his face.

"..."

Lonely defeated.

Then don't say goodbye.

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