Holy Mountain.

The giant clan likes to live in groups.

Therefore, in several flat valleys, a large number of giant spirits gathered to live.

In contrast to the rich and colorful cultivation life of the human race, the daily life of the Giant Spirit Clan is much more boring.

The advantages of bloodlines prevent them from having to retreat for many years.

Almost half of the day, I sleep in the cave.

When you wake up, you will fight with the tribe members of the same realm to find joy.

...

A faint mountain wind swept through, causing no alarm to the giant spirit.

"Why don't you see the favor of the people on the island?"

After continuous searches, Chen Ping felt a little puzzled.

There are a large number of mortals and monks in the Manjue Continent.

But in just over a decade, it suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Could it be that the Giant Spirit Clan suffered heavy losses that day, and the Barbarian Emperor killed all his favors in anger and vented his anger?

Floating in the air, Chen Ping's eyes flashed.

More than two years ago, Big Gray helped Liu Yuze to collect his soul and make breakthroughs.

And one ghost and one worm target the evil cultivator and the demonic path.

As for ordinary monks and mortals, Senior Brother Liu did not kill him.

Facts have proved that Liu Yuze has not yet lost his human nature.

To some extent, he is even more purer than him.

"With my current soul, even if the Barbarian Emperor is within a radius of hundreds of miles, he will not be able to sense any flaws."

Chen Ping was walking leisurely in the garden and was quite relaxed.

It may not be realistic to destroy the Manjue Continent with your own strength.

He had the idea of ​​beheading the Barbarian Emperor from the beginning.

After success, we will decide according to the specific situation.

If the injuries are not serious, this giant clan, which poses great threat to the pilgrimage waters, can be destroyed.

...

As he flew past a rugged mountain range, Chen Ping's sneaking light suddenly stopped.

A clear picture appears in the sea of ​​consciousness.

About a hundred feet below, dense auras of creatures gathered together.

"Tick tick"

In the damp and dark water prison, corpses were discarded on the ground.

Most of the bodies seemed to be torn by brute force, and their bodies were covered in scars, and they could not find a complete piece of flesh.

He said where are the people on Manjue Continent hidden?

It turned out to be imprisoned in a unified manner.

In the huge water prison, there were many baby crying sounds.

Dozens of third-level giants patrolled back and forth.

All full-term infants were picked up one by one and threw them into the four-wheeled stone cart beside them.

More and more babies are stacked with their bodies, and the one at the bottom has already disappeared.

"These aliens have a good plan."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and immediately realized the thoughts of the Man Emperor.

Kong Zhenyi's betrayal probably made him determined to wipe out the current favor.

And more violently, wolf-like cultivation of the next generation of slaves.

"Guzi"

"Guzi"

A hungry giant grabbed the stone cart, grabbed a few and stuffed them into his eyes.

The human race around them is number than the other, and even shows a look of honor.

Seeing all this, Chen Ping's expression was very calm.

After a breath, a wisp of black smoke emerged from his sleeve.

"Senior brother, you can think about it yourself."

After leaving a cold word, Chen Ping quickly disappeared from the spot.

...

The temperature around the heart of the Holy Mountain is getting higher and higher.

A stream of flaming silk floes are densely distributed, burning out flakes of Mars.

This is the manifestation of the richness of natural fire spirit to a stage.

"The fifth-level spiritual vein cannot produce such a scale."

Chen Ping suddenly felt strange and sneaked away quietly in the direction of the fire spirit movement.

At the same time, a place where the Holy Mountain area was originally covered by the desert was now completely transformed into a world of hot flames.

Golden volcanoes more than a hundred feet high rose from below.

The fire clouds that spewed from time to time rushed into the dual realm, with an amazing formation.

At the foot of the volcano, tall figures can be seen vaguely.

All of them are creatures that Chen Ping once met.

The Barbarian Emperor, the King's Blood Giant Spirit, and three ordinary Giant Spirit Kings.

At this time, the five giants all turned their attention to one position.

The central area of ​​the volcanic group.

There, a short figure shuttled through it.

This person has a very weird appearance.

Although the limbs were shortened, the head was larger than a water tank.

What makes ordinary people feel even more uncomfortable is that their three pairs of leaves-like eyes flash on their faces.

It looks like this is not human.

On his raised hands, an eighteen-tooth rake that was disproportionate to his body was smashed down "dingdong".

He slashed hundreds, thousands of times in an instant.

The location where the rake fell was the area where the volcanic magma and fire spirit were poured into it.

In the sky more than ten feet above the ground, a ball of spiritual liquids as big as a buffalo continue to change.

A huge black spider was wrapped in the liquid.

Half of the body of the spider has been torn apart.

When his breath was weak, he looked dying.

The "weir" holding a rake hit it out with one blow, and gradually, the multicolored liquid also changed shape.

On the surface, it looks a bit like a glove that is several feet in a radius.

The black giant spider's demon body has also festered.

A slight black glow flew over and merged into the colorful liquid.

"The ugly human race cut off my arm last time, resulting in the fact that it has not yet recovered to its peak."

"This time, even the tamed Canglan poisonous spider has taken out the magic weapon to refine. If this alien race fails, I will enslave him until death!"

The head of the Barbarian Emperor moved, and a low thought spread out.

"My emperor, please hand it over to your subordinates for disposal!"

The King Blood Giant Spirit glanced hard on the "weirman"'s three pairs of eyes, and actually showed an obsessive expression.

"All foreign races are not trustworthy. If you play, kill them to prevent future troubles."

The Man Emperor replied quietly.
To be continued...