Ye Wudao frowned deeply, and for a moment he couldn't think of any way to deal with this dark force.

The Xia Emperor in his body had little righteous energy and did not dare to use it easily. Now he was in a dilemma.

Fortunately, this trace of Xia Emperor's righteousness seemed to awaken this powerful man a little, and his mind seemed to be clearer.

"Above... the ancient times have died?" he asked blankly.

"Well, ancient times have died."

"I still lost..."

A long sigh came.

Then he said, "But at least, there are still some hopes, and you hope, but you... are too weak, too weak, and you are really weak and can't bear the great responsibility."

"Now, how strong is the young supreme of my human race?"

Is it still weak in the middle of eternity?

Ye Wudao was a little incomprehensible.

The strong man closed his eyes and asked again hurriedly: "Tell me quickly, what is the strength of the young supreme today?"

"I wonder how many years have you lived in?" Ye Wudao asked.

"In a thousand years!"

"I'm afraid there are only me, no, there are a few others, but their strength is in the early stage of eternity, and I am the late stage of eternity."

Ye Wudao said: "There is another eternal late period who masters the Frost Avenue, but the years of living have passed, thousands of years and more than a thousand years."

What he said was the Frost Dance Fairy.

"What!?"

The strong man said incredibly: "It's just a number of ten fingers?"

Ye Wudao frowned: "Senior, it's true. Eternity is too difficult, just like climbing to heaven. If it weren't for a coincidence, I wouldn't have climbed to the top for eternity. Aren't many ancient immortals also eternity? Is this... strange to use?"

The strong man's body trembled, his body twitched from time to time, and a low crying sound came from his mouth.

"Tears are flowing, and even the right to cry is now deprived. The future of the Xia Emperor human race has been cut off by those evil guys. They still want to destroy us. It is so vicious and terrible..."

"I want to cry, but I can't cry..."

"For more than a thousand years, just these young eternal times prove that my Xia Emperor's human race has been exhausted. Where is the Xia Emperor, where is the Ziwei Immortal Emperor, and why don't those ancient immortals die!?"

"They will die! Only then can they give you good luck!"

"Private! Selfish!!"

There was a strong resentment in his voice.

Ye Wudao could feel that he was only one step away from his true depravity.

It is a spiritual depravity, not a physical depravity.

It is a depravity in thought.

He resented that there was no strong man to help him. After he gave everything, he had no hope.

Even if there is only a glimmer of dawn, maybe he wouldn't be so resentful.

The black fog around the strong man gradually condensed into several ghosts, sneering under the dark sky.

"I just said that the Xia Emperor human race is not worthy of loyalty. Only darkness is the future of the universe, and the future of Taixu Realm is dark, and darkness is the color we yearn for!"

"There is no justice or hope, it's just a dream bubble. Everything was born from the darkness, and now it's just returning to the darkness, hehehehe!"

"Go into the darkness again, don't open your eyes!"

Those evil sneers were like a demon whispering, extremely abominable.

Ye Wudao gritted his teeth and retorted with a loud voice.

"presumptuous!"

"What are you ghosts? The immortals and emperors have not left us. They have just gone to a farther place to resist strong enemies for our human race. We still have hope and we still have a future!"

"My Xia Emperor human race will never be a pawn for slavery by others, and will never bow down to others!"

"Even if it's dead!"

"You must die while standing!"

"Without kneeling to survive!"

These ghosts were stunned for a moment, and then looked at him, sarcastically sarcastically in laughter.
Chapter completed!