brother is right

Chapter 803 Don’t let senior brother come in person

"After the seventh realm, there is the eighth realm. At this time, Daqian is unstoppable. The dead and injured among us can't even escape. We want to escape far overseas, but Longlong appears from nowhere. Ah, I think that in the ancient war, dragons and phoenixes were extinct, but now dragons have appeared again, and even the last retreat has been eliminated."

"The southwest, the southeast, the Central Plains and the south are all under the control of Daqian. But once the nine realms are opened, we can't do anything anymore. We can't even sing quietly to Huang Ting, so we have to accept the slaughter and retreat to the foot of this pure mountain. , asked them to cut a piece of land and settle in a corner."

The old evil king said miserably: "But what's the use? He has opened up all the restrictions. From now on, we can kill Daqian unimpeded, but there is no one left. No one can enter the territory of Daqian." , and no one can shake Da Gan, it has long been a foregone conclusion. Count on those emperors? They are even worse, they can only use us as a barrier to block Da Gan's attack. "

"But what's the use? The evil gods of the Emperor's Way are all a bunch of bad guys. They are just puppets of those people. They don't even have autonomy. They can't even solve their own mess. How can they solve this problem? Go for it."

The old evil king looked back at the young man, instead of lamenting, "How many years are there? The next hundred years? Or two hundred years? Daqian should have digested it almost. Wuji, go west, go north, and pass through the place where the Emperor's Road is. , all the way to the extreme North Pole, and then wait for death there.”

The young man wondered: "Lord Evil King, why are you so sad about the Spring and Autumn? Aren't we always very stable these years? It's okay. His Majesty the God Emperor has more important things to do, so why would he focus on it? It’s on us little evildoers.”

Little evil ways.
This is how the Central Plains sects define themselves today.

In addition to turning into evil, he also turned into an ant-like existence, unworthy of being looked at by the highest official in the army.

Even in front of the Western Emperor Dao, the absolute advantage they had before has turned into the existence they use as a barrier now, and they are completely like a small sect in a wilderness.

The staff is sparse, and in terms of status, there will naturally be new replacements.

Even if there are tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of zombies made by mortals, they will not be able to enter the Daqian border and will only be wiped out by those people.

Maybe it's useless, no, it's definitely useless.

No, they are not even comparable to the small sects in the wild land before. There are at least a few in the seventh and eighth realms. But now, in the entire northwest, except for him, an old man who can sing quietly about Huang Ting, There are only a few first-level foundation building left, and further down, they are all Qi Refining levels.

Because he can sacrifice all mortals into zombies and attack Dagan with their zombie bodies.

This place used to be the boundary of the 'Wanzhangmen'. Following the war with the Daqian Dynasty, the people of Wanzhangmen were also killed and injured, and they became a common little evil.

But after all, they still have a method. Although their method is not strong, it can just hit Da Gan's weak spot.

But the more it is replaced, the closer it is to destruction.

The Qi Refiners who were once not even considered human beings and could only serve as servants were now their backbone.

But this zombie has never been a means of attack, but a comfort and threat.

At least that's what the old evil king thinks.

I don't know if they can still live here because of their kindness, but because of the so-called 'barrier' that the evil people are proud of.

After removing his ninth level, Wuji now has the status of those high-ranking Qi Refiners in the past, and those Qi Refining Levels have become the status of the former Foundation Establishment Level Qi Refiners.

Kill all the mortals here. Wouldn't the Daqian Dynasty, which values ​​mortals the most, not throw a tantrum at it?
Maybe this is how they can survive here.

After all, although there are a large number of sects here, if they really practice, there will not be so many casualties. At least within tens of thousands of years, mortals will die endlessly.

They don't know how to recuperate and recuperate like the former Central Plains sects. They only know how to absorb or eat people, but that's not important. They are going to die anyway, so what's the point of recuperating and recuperating? They might as well continue like this. If he could really last for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, maybe he could even think about ascending.

Otherwise, it would be better to linger here for such a long time than to be destroyed in an instant.

If he must be destroyed, then he will be destroyed along with the mortals, so that Da Gan’s final plan will fail!

But the more he thought about it, the sadder the old evil king felt.

When did the mortals who were regarded as resources for cultivation begin to become their support and bargaining chip?

This kind of existence was completely ignored in the past. No one cared about mortals at all. It was a normal thing to use it for cultivation, just like the grass that can be seen everywhere on the prairie and the mountains. The stone is this kind of thing.

Who would threaten people with these things?
But now, it has to be like this.

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"This is just my wishful thinking, maybe so." The old evil king shook his head and sighed.

"Yes, but it's just your wishful thinking."

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind him.

The old evil king subconsciously replied, "You think so too, Wuji"

After he finished speaking, he was stunned. That voice was not Wuji's.

He quickly turned his head and saw Wuji standing there blankly, and the shadow illuminated by the light suddenly lengthened and covered Wuji's feet, causing his eyes to lose focus and become like a puppet.

The sound came from Wuji's mouth, but the sound was completely different.

"evil ways."

The young man spoke hoarsely, his voice became ethereal, and the shadows under his feet climbed even higher.

"Shadow, you are Liu Fang!" Old Evil King said in surprise.

"Well, there are still people who know me. I am indeed a remnant."

The young man showed a sneer: "As long as you know me, senior brother has an order to clean up the last evil ways. Don't resist stubbornly. We are fully aware of the evil methods of Wanzhang Sect, but we don't want senior brother to take action personally. You are the last You should look up to others and lead others to commit suicide, lest senior brother comes in person and plunges you into everlasting pain."

"you"

The old evil king's face turned gloomy, "Does that person want to come in person?"

"Of course, my senior brother must be thinking about mortals, but he couldn't get away before. Now, my senior brother has the skills, but it's all over. I don't want my senior brother to do it again. Doesn't it show that we have no power? Use it?"

The young man said hollowly: "So I came here to give you an option. Don't make a mistake. Go and die now. Maybe the soul can be led to your chaotic court in the Sea of ​​Chaos." , leave a chance of survival. Otherwise, you will have nothing left!"

(End of this chapter)