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Each of them lives without any dignity.

But in order for the human race to continue, they could only swallow their anger and dare not speak out.

As long as the fire of the human race can be maintained, they believe that one day their human race will turn over.

"All kneel to me!"

A Demon Emperor-level powerhouse rolled his eyes, looking down at them and shouting coldly.

"You...you, don't go too far, our human race is also dignified, and scholars can kill, but not humiliate!"

A middle-aged man raised his head slightly, frowned tightly and roared.

All the rest of the human race powerhouses all raised their heads and glared at him, and they really wanted to soar into the sky and kill them all.

But their strength can't do it.

Because a Demon God-level powerhouse can destroy them all.

So they could only endure the burning anger in their hearts at this time. The local-level powerhouse in the air knew that they dared not make a move, and the corners of their mouths evoked a cold arc, as if mocking them.

"Dignity? Do you humans still have dignity now? You are just a group of lambs raised by our demons. You will also talk about dignity in front of us? Kneel down! If you don't kneel, don't blame us for not kneeling. You're welcome!"

The Demon Emperor-level powerhouse continued.

Although his cultivation realm is only the elementary level of the Demon Emperor, it will not be higher than the realm of the human race powerhouses present.

But he was still very confident.

Because there are several Demon God-level powerhouses beside him, as long as one of such powerhouses makes a move, the entire Zhongyuan Xianzhou will only be destroyed in the process of raising his hand.

"Your Majesty!"

The Demon Emperor-level powerhouse shouted again. Dozens of human-level powerhouses stood there straight like a steel gun, without the slightest intention to bend down and kneel down.

One by one, they stared at the Demon Emperor-level powerhouse in the air with wide eyes, as if they were provoking him.

The Demon Emperor-level powerhouse was furious and said, "I think you want to be completely destroyed?!"

"Scholars can be killed but not humiliated, if you want to do it, do it!"

The middle-aged man who just spoke up spoke in a low voice again.

Although his voice was not very loud, his tone was full of unyielding strength.

"you……"

The Demon Emperor-level powerhouse was completely irritated, his aura suddenly burst out, and he held the magic knife in his hand and wanted to slash at dozens of people.

But it was stopped in time by a demon-level powerhouse.

"Well, since they are unwilling to return, let them retain their last dignity as a human race. After all, their human race has also been brilliant in the ancient years, and it is not a small clan."

A short, thin, demon-level powerhouse said.

It wasn't until he opened his mouth that the Demon Emperor-level powerhouse put away the knife indignantly, and snorted coldly when he saw the number in front of you.

He did not dare not to listen to the words of the Demon God-level powerhouse.

Because of the strict hierarchy among the demons, a demon god-level powerhouse can decide his life or death with a single word, so in the endless hell, the devil emperor-level powerhouse is extremely awe-inspiring to the devil god-level powerhouse.

"You don't have to be so nervous. We're here, but we're just collecting grain as usual. This time we're going to collect grain for a hundred years in advance. You can bring all these grains here."

The short, old, thin, demon god-level powerhouse who had stopped drinking the Demon Emperor-level powerhouse, hunched over his back, carrying his hands on his back, looked at the dozens of clan powerhouses at the moment and said.

He had a smile on his face and looked very amiable.

But in the eyes of the dozens of powerful clansmen at the moment, it is abnormally ugly and terrifying, disgusting!

What this short, old and thin demon god said about harvesting food was to take away some strong human beings to enjoy.

The dozens of powerhouses in the human race all know their intentions, so everyone's face is very ugly.

Because they didn't want their clansmen to be taken away by these demon gods, every time these demon gods came, they were very conflicted in their hearts.

Although they were very reluctant in their hearts, they were also prepared in their hearts.

However, when they heard that the short, old and thin demon god said that they would collect food for a year in advance, the expressions of the dozens of people who were strong in the race changed drastically again.

An old man with white hair and beard in the lead looked at the short and thin demon god standing in the void, and said very excitedly and angrily: "Isn't it only charged for ten years at a time?! How can it be charged for a hundred years in advance this time?! Our human race does not have so many clansmen to supply you. Over the years, in order to supply your demon race and those alien races, our human race has been declining year by year, and almost all withered. , this time you suddenly said that you want to charge a hundred years in advance, do you want our human race to perish?!"

Listening to what he said, the short and thin old demon **** still said with a smile on his face: "How is it possible, now that your human race has more than one million people, we will collect food for a hundred years in advance, and it will not cause your human race to perish. , don't worry, we will still know the benign use, your human race is perished, and we will cut off our desire to speak. In this endless hell, it is difficult to find another living being to replace your human race, but we will not be so Stupidly cut off his own rations."

The little old Demon God had obviously already made up his mind.

Just now he looked at the entire Zhongyuan Xianzhou, and he had already found out how many human races still exist in the entire Zhongyuan Xianzhou, so he said that. .

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"You...you...!"

The old human race headed, raised his finger and pointed at them. He was so annoyed that it was difficult for him to speak.

These demon gods want to completely cut off the hope and foundation of the rise of their human race, and collect food for a hundred years in advance, which will make their human race greatly damaged again!

I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover in the future!

Just to thoroughly dig the foundation of their human race.

It is absolutely unacceptable.