Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

Chapter 180 The mysterious migration of Tao species to the human race!

Zhao Gongming shook his head and said with a serious face, "The strength of Heavenly Court is very terrifying. You have not yet attained Daluo. If you are involved in it, what kind of danger is there? I am powerless and cannot protect you."

Liu Er suddenly stopped talking, but a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

The mosquito Taoist said respectfully, "Little mosquito is willing to help his master."

"No need, the underworld can't live without you. You will be the greatest help to me if you maintain peace of mind and keep the underworld running smoothly."

Mr. Zhidao is a talented person with strong management ability.

It is precisely because of his presence that the underworld can run smoothly.

The Mosquito Taoist is about to leave, relying on the Five Directions Ghost Emperor and the Styx gang to figure out what will happen to the underworld.

"OK then."

Taoist Mosquito agreed reluctantly. The taste of power is wonderful, but Taoist Mosquito was almost rusty and wanted to move.

After Zhao Gongming left, the loneliness in Liu Er's eyes gradually dissipated and turned into an unyielding will to fight against the world.

He, Liuer, must attain Daluo Jinxian as soon as possible and try to help the teacher.

Zhao Gongming left the Nether Sea and turned into a golden light, falling on a mountain.

Then he took out three incarnation Tao Seeds from outside his body. Zhao Gongming had a thought and poured his magic power into them. He saw the incarnation Tao Seeds transform into an adult at an extremely fast speed, looking the same as Zhao Gongming.

A Taoist practitioner, approximately at the peak of Daluo Jinxian's early stage.

Zhao Gongming tried to pinch his face, and soon, the three incarnations of Taoism were pinched into three different shapes by Zhao Gongming.

Height and weight, sturdy and sturdy!
Short, the size of a dwarf!
The figure is tall and straight, with the spirit of immortality!
Zhao Gongming took apart the Hunyuan Jindou, and then took apart the innate treasure, the 36 Dinghai Divine Pearls, and gave them to three people respectively.

The three people have only one purpose, and that is to collect human beings from all over the wilderness.

Then it was transported to Wanshou Mountain, Buzhou Mountain, and Netherworld Sea.

At this time, the Lich's situation is dangerous, the evil spirit of heaven and earth has risen to its peak, and the secret of heaven has been concealed.

Even the saint couldn't figure out what happened in the prehistoric times, let alone the forces under the saint.

It is the best time for the three incarnations to take action.

After the three incarnations of Taoism left, Zhao Gongming rushed directly to the ancestral land of the human race.

During the catastrophe of the human race, the human race can leave anywhere, but only the ancestral land of the human race must stick to the end.

The ancient times did not remember years, and ten years passed by in the blink of an eye.

On the 33rd day of the Great Luotian Period, the sound of the heavenly drum sounded.

Under the orders of Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, the nine demon saints, demon master Kunpeng, and countless demon kings and generals rushed out and rushed to the ancient land.

Demon Saint Fei Lian, Demon Saint Gui Che, and Demon Saint Shang Yang are all together and responsible for the south.

The Demon Saint Nine Infants, the Demon Saint Bie Tie, and the Demon Saint Yingzhao all work together to take charge of the East.

The demon saint Feidian, the demon saint Ji Meng, and the demon saint Qin were originally all the way, responsible for the west.

The demon master Kunpeng has always liked to work alone. He leads a team of people and uses them flexibly.

As for the north, the world is originally owned by the monster race. There is no human race to survive at all, so there is no need to send people.

Ten quasi-holy monks, the power of quasi-saints swept across the ancient world, and all races in the ancient world were frightened by the news.

Huddled in one-third of an acre of land, not even daring to breathe.

The strength of Heaven is so powerful that it is like the overwhelming force of Heaven rolling down.

Anything that stands in its way will turn into powder.

In the south of the prehistoric era, in a remote and deep valley, this is the headquarters of the Fire Tribe.

The Fire Tribe, with a population of more than [-], relies on mountains and mountains. It is a completely mortal tribe.

All clan members have no disputes or anxiety in practice, and live a carefree life.

But on this day, disaster struck. Thick demonic clouds flew from the center of the world.

With boundless and majestic pressure, the slightest breath leaked out casually across the world made the entire Fire Tribe human race tremble from the depths of their souls.

They thought that everything would be fine after Yaoyun passed by their tribe.Unexpectedly, a cold and ruthless voice suddenly came from above the demon cloud.

"I didn't expect that there is a small human tribe here. How beautiful and wonderful!"

A hole opened in the billowing demon cloud, revealing the cruel smile of the ghost chariot demon saint.

At the same time, an indescribable ferocious aura rushed towards the Fire Tribe for free.

The people of the Fire Tribe had never seen such a battle before, and they started shouting.

"Monster!"

"Everyone, run!"

The people of the Fire Tribe panicked and fled in a hurry.

Fear and chaos continue to spread in the Fire Tribe.

"Hahahaha!"

The ghost chariot demon saint couldn't help laughing on the cloud head. He liked to see the scared look of the human race the most.

After more than ten breaths, Gui Che lost his patience, waved his hand, and a huge palm print that covered the sky condensed in the air.

Then, under the control of the ghost car, it fell hard.

"Boom!"

Smoke and dust were everywhere, and the entire valley was directly destroyed by the ghost car. All 10 people died, and a pungent smell of blood rose.

Gui Che took out a golden cloth bag, opened it, and took a look at the valley.

He directly caught all the remaining souls floating in the valley and put them all into the cloth bag.

"You guys, go clean the battlefield and collect all human flesh and blood."

After the ghost car designated two golden immortal demon generals, it drove away in the demon cloud.

Such tragic scenes were repeated all over the world.

The human race is really too big. Even if Zhao Gongming has the treasure, he cannot help all the human race to escape.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye, and in the center of the ancient world, on the ninth level of the sky, all the demon saints gathered together.

With a gloomy face, Gui Che took the lead and asked Xiang Jiu Ying, "Old guy, how many human souls have you taken away."

Jiuying's expression was no better than Gui Che's, "There are only about [-] million, and they are all mortal souls. If they are all added together, they won't have much effect."

The stronger the human race's cultivation level, the greater the usefulness of their fallen souls.

The souls of mortals after their death are far behind those of human beings who have entered the path of cultivation.

"What about you? How's the harvest?"

Jiuying asked with a stern face.

"Oh, forget it, there are only more than 9000 million."

Gui Che took a breath in his heart. Human tribes were scattered all over the wilderness, almost countless.

The southern land is so vast and sparsely populated. After working hard for half a year, I only obtained more than 9000 million human souls, which is simply outrageous.

"How is your harvest?"

Gui Che, Jiu Ying looked at Ji Meng and Kun Peng.

"More than 8000 million!"

"5000 million!"

Kunpeng and Ji Meng each gave their answers.

"Damn it, this is too little. Added together, I'm afraid it's not enough to deal with several great witches. What's the use?"

Kunpeng's face was gloomy, his eyes flashing with faint light.

"As I walked along the way, I saw countless human tribes, all empty, without a single person. Obviously these human tribes should have received the news in advance and all migrated away."

(End of this chapter)