Reaching the Heavens of the Great Desolation, your disciple died again Chapter 61: The situation of the flood, the emperor sword is the younger brother
Chapter 61: The situation of the flood, the emperor sword is the younger brother
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"Oh, you made me laugh so hard. Look what this old man said? The human race has a human emperor? The human race also has an emperor?"
"Jie Jie Jie!~My liver hurts from laughing so much. How can a common ant like that from the human race be worthy of being crowned emperor?"
"I must go back and tell my fox sister this. She might be happy and agree to spend the night with me! Hahaha!"
"This damn method of provoking generals is so inferior and full of loopholes! Return the human emperor's mark, quack quack!~~"
"..."
In the cave.
After hearing the words of the human old man, all the demon soldiers burst into laughter.
All kinds of weird laughter echoed in the cave.
They were smiling from ear to ear, and even a few tears bigger than human heads welled up from the corners of their eyes...
Some sand and gravel fell from the holes in the cave and fell to the ground.
It was as if at this moment, even the sand and gravel were laughing at the old man of the human race.
The reason for laughing so exaggeratedly.
But it's a very normal thing.
After all, the vast land of ancient times was inhabited by thousands of races, with countless large races, and some races were even able to carve out a small world to survive.
However, the ancestors of these big families dare not proclaim themselves emperors!
Those who dare to call themselves emperors.
From ancient times to the present, there have been very few, almost none.
Whoever is not afraid of death will jump out and proclaim himself emperor, but he will be destroyed soon after.
The reason is very simple. Who was the first to proclaim himself emperor?
Demon Emperor Dijun and Demon Emperor Taiyi!
They were of the same generation as Sanqing. They had all heard sermons in Zixiao Palace and were considered classmates.
But because there is no opportunity to become a saint, his cultivation can only be stuck at the quasi-sage peak.
But their achievements are no less than those of saints.
In the beginning, there were no demon clans in the ancient world.
After the Longhan Catastrophe, the three great divine beast clans fell, and only the Wu clan dominated the ancient land.
However, the two brothers Dijun and Taiyi were ambitious, and they challenged the races under the command of the three major divine beast tribes along the way.
Those who obeyed were taken under his command, and those who disobeyed were killed directly.
With such iron-blooded methods, in just ten thousand years, countless great clans have gathered together.
As long as the Bird Clan, Reptile Clan, and Sea Clan are big clans, they will eventually become the Monster Clan.
He also took the ownerless thirty-third heaven as his own and became the thirty-third heaven of the demon world.
At that time, there was only one saint in the ancient world, Hongjun Daozu.
Even Nuwa and Fuxi, who were not yet saints, joined the demon clan, which can be said to be extremely beautiful and powerful.
Later, when Nuwa became a saint, she could not get rid of the karma of the demon clan, so she could only establish the demon sect and become its leader.
Nowadays, there are countless people with great magical powers in Demon Court.
Each of the ten great demon commanders is a quasi-sage. Only the Witch Clan can compete with this power.
Because of this, the two brothers dared to call themselves emperors.
Others dare to call themselves emperors?
Isn't this an insult to the two brothers?
Naturally, they ordered him to be killed.
Naturally, there is no emperor in the ancient land.
It is precisely because of this that many demon soldiers who are proud to be members of the demon clan naturally find this very funny.
Even those wealthy clans dare not call themselves emperors for fear of being killed by them.
A small human race, a human race that they treat as meat, actually dare to call themselves emperor?
I'm afraid it's not funny that his parents are visiting Hao Xi's grave. It's so funny!
.......
And these mocking words.
It was directly transmitted into the main hall where Xiao Yi's consciousness was, and kept echoing.
Xiao Yi, who originally wanted to conquer the luck of nearly a hundred people, lost his smile.
"Can you bear the Human Emperor Sword?"
"They laugh at the human race like this, don't you want to give them a sword?"
Xiao Yi clenched the Human Emperor Sword angrily and encouraged.
to be honest.
When it comes to trash talking, Xiao Yi is never afraid of anyone.
Therefore, the ridicule of these monsters had no lethal effect on him, and he did not even have any fluctuations in his heart.
But one code equals one code.
Right now he needs the luck of the human race to support his body.
These nearly a hundred people are the best first batch of people!
Not only can it solve his current problem of having no luck.
In the future, these hundred people will also play a key role in spreading the Emperor's faith.
Even if he took ten thousand steps back, he wouldn't be able to watch these humans being killed by the demon soldiers and taken away.
But he had no choice but to use the Human Emperor Sword to see if he could deal with these monster soldiers.
He didn't believe that the Human Emperor Sword Master was that good.
Not even a dozen demon soldiers from the earthly immortal realm and little demon generals from the heavenly immortal realm were able to deal with it.
However.
What he didn't expect was.
After hearing his irritating words, the Human Emperor Sword shook and hummed: "It's none of my business. They are laughing at the Human Emperor. What does it have to do with my Human Emperor Sword?"
"Wonima!" Xiao Yi was speechless. He had no idea how this Human Emperor Sword could be so reckless.
But seeing that the provocation method was useless, he urged: "Stop being ink, these human races are going to die. If you have some ability, take action."
"If we don't take action, they will die and I will die too!"
This is true.
Hearing the words, Human Emperor Sword was silent for a while, and then he hesitated: "But I don't have the luck to condense now, so I can only spread words and light and shadow based on the blood of the human race."
"If you want to use this method to kill demons across time and space, you need at least a thousand human luck..."
Hear this.
Xiao Yi frowned so hard that he could pinch a fly to death, and said angrily: "Is it just a projector now?"
Finished.
Looking at these nearly a hundred human beings in the light and shadow, he immediately had a headache.
Looking at the words of these monsters in the light and shadow, Xiao Yi knew very well what was going to happen next.
None of these fellow human beings will be able to survive!
He has two choices at this time.
One: Leave this hall and ignore these people.
The consequences are simple, these humans died in the hands of demon soldiers.
Moreover, because he was unable to obtain luck, he completely lost consciousness, and the third level of the Sutra Pavilion was considered a failure.
The Earth Immortal can no longer break through with his own abilities!
Two: Find a way to save these human races.
Then he will get the most loyal first batch of people. With these lucks activating his consciousness, he can also compete with the fairy paper slaves again.
Maybe, you can break through the bottleneck and reach the realm of earthly immortals.
Reality is so cruel. It's not that he is cold-blooded, but that this world is like this.
You see, there are not many human races scattered across the primitive land.
But that is a race. No matter how scattered they are, no matter how miserable they live, the total number is still hundreds of thousands.
However, among hundreds of thousands of people, not one person believed in him as the Human Emperor.
Even if every tribe has a Believing King, let him collect luck.
These nearly a hundred people could now be saved by Ren Huang Jian.
This is cause and effect.
Think of this.
Xiao Yi licked his lips lightly, having trouble choosing.
"Ma Dan, just be soft-hearted this time!"
He cursed, and then stopped caring about the Human Emperor Sword. Instead, he cursed in his heart: "System! Don't pretend to be dead."