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Chapter 2087 The Murder of All Races

The Menxian Zun that Yang Bukong saw was naturally the clone of Menxian Zun.

Including the Xiangshan Emperor, the Sky-Splitting Demon Emperor, the Blood Demon Emperor, etc., they are all clones.

Demon King, how can the Immortal Lord have time to pay attention to such a trivial matter.

Not to mention such great figures, even true immortals, unless necessary, usually stay in seclusion, their souls roaming the void, comprehending the great road.

The Gate Immortal Lord nodded slightly, not concealing his appreciation: "What a space body."

"Junior brother is actually a space body!"

Zhao Yu and other disciples were either surprised or jealous.

"Isn't it just cultivating the Great Dao of Space? It's simple."

Yang Bukong said loudly: "Master, please give me a few space crystal mountains. I will definitely become an immortal within three thousand years."

The Immortal Master was speechless and laughed.

Zhao Yu also couldn't laugh or cry: "Space Crystal Mountain, I'm really sorry you can tell me.

Even if Master can condense space crystals, it will consume time and energy and seriously affect Master's cultivation."

"Don't worry, if I gain anything, I will dedicate it to Master.

It’s a win-win.”

Yang Bukong said.

Menxianzun pondered for a moment, and a space crystal appeared in front of him.

The reason why we use a seat is because this space crystal is as big as a palace.

The laws of space inside are rippling, and even with the seal of the Sect Immortal Lord, they are still affecting reality.

"Thank you, Master."

In the jealous eyes of everyone, Yang Bukong immediately kowtowed and thanked him.

The Sect Immortal said: "I hope you can reach the Golden Immortal Realm as soon as possible, and you and I will practice together as master and disciple."

"Disciples must live up to Master's expectations."

Yang Bukong said loudly.

The news that the Sect Immortal Lord had received an extremely talented person who turned out to be a Taoist from space spread like wildfire, and all races were in an uproar.

"It is said that Mo Yunfei of the demon clan and Dark Blood of the demon clan are both Tao bodies. There is also a Tao body in this human race. Is the Tao body so worthless now?"

"Damn it, why am I not a Taoist body?

Even the Holy Eucharist is fine."

"To kill them, we must find a way to kill them."

All ethnic groups discussed it one after another.

Especially the gods and ghosts, two of the five major races, searched desperately to find their own Tao bodies.

Gods.

A giant tree stands in the starry sky.

Compared with this tree, the Moyun Tree and the giant tree transformed by the Aoki Demon Emperor are like the difference between a baby and an adult.

Every leaf of the giant tree supports a big world.

In the big world, there are sun, moon and stars, just like a celestial realm.

Tree of Life! Once the companion treasure of the God-Emperor of Life, after the death of the God-Emperor of Life, this Tree of Life became a treasure of the gods and grew into the World Tree.

A middle-aged man stood under the tree with a worried look in his eyes.

The middle-aged man has a handsome face, as if he is the most perfect person in the sky. Everyone who sees him is ashamed.

Every move he makes contains the rhythm of the Tao, as if he is the incarnation of the Tao.

He is the God Emperor of the God Clan and the Sun God Emperor.

He is not the emperor of a certain clan among the gods, but the emperor of the divine court of the gods, and the emperor of all the clans of the gods.

The Sun God Emperor controls the Sun Avenue. He was born from the Divine Yang of the God Clan. He is an innate god. He has been in the Divine Emperor realm since he was born. He has ruled the Divine Court for ten million years and his strength has reached the peak of the Divine Emperor realm.

"What are you worried about, Your Majesty?"

A concubine asked softly.

The Emperor sighed softly: "Humans, demons, demons, and even dragons all have peerless evildoers born, why don't we in our clan?"

The concubine said: "My race is born with Taoism and has innate gods. It is not inferior to any other race."

The Emperor shook his head: "That was before.

For thousands of years, the babies born in our clan no longer have Tao bodies, and even very few have Holy bodies. Most of them are just spiritual bodies.

As for the innate god, let alone one, it is difficult to have one in ten thousand years."

Most of them are just spirits! If other tribes heard these words, they would definitely curse and call the Emperor a typical Versailles.

But what the Emperor said was not burdensome at all.

This is indeed the case.

The Gods are uniquely blessed. They were the first race since the beginning of the world and once ruled all the worlds. Not to mention the innate gods who were born according to the great way of heaven and earth, every baby born from the Gods is a Taoist body, and the worst is a Holy body.

But as time goes by, there are fewer and fewer Tao bodies. Until now, in the past ten million years, not a single Tao body has been born.

"This emperor does not want to be accused by future generations of being a prodigal emperor."

The emperor sighed.

The concubine said angrily: "They are all humans.

If they hadn't colluded with demons, demons, ghosts and other tribes to expel us, we would still be the rulers of the heavens, and our tribe would not have declined to this point, without even a Tao body."

The Emperor gently shook his head: "The strength of the human race lies in its wisdom.

If we can't see through this, our clan may not even be able to protect its last place of residence, and it will only be destroyed."

The concubine immediately lowered her head: "Your Majesty is teaching you a lesson."

The Emperor said: "But you are right about one thing. Only by taking back those holy lands can the purest descendants be born."

"However, the human race is very strong now, and each race has its own ideas, so there is nothing we can do about it."

The concubine said helplessly.

The Emperor chuckled lightly: "There is always a way."

The concubine's eyes lit up: "Your Majesty, is there any way?"

The Emperor did not answer, but said: "Instruct all the divine clans to do their best to hunt down the strong men and geniuses of each clan, extract their avenues, and send them to the divine court.

Send divine guards to assassinate Ao Qing, Dark Blood, Mo Yunfei, and Yang Bukong. It is best to send their bodies along with Da Dao."

The concubine suddenly realized: "Your Majesty, did you create your own holy land?"

"good."

Taihuang said: "Since there is no innate holy land, we will create the acquired holy land ourselves."

The concubine of the goddess was overjoyed: "Even in the Holy Land of Houtian, the gods born are innate gods.

Moreover, if you live in the Holy Land for a long time, the chance of giving birth to a descendant of the Holy Spirit will be greater."

The emperor nodded.

The concubine said resolutely: "I will lead the divine guards to take action personally and must capture Ao Qing and the others.

But the White Dragon Emperor, Xiangshan Emperor and Blood Demon Emperor are fine. If the Immortal Lord gets angry, His Majesty will take action."

"It doesn't matter."

The Emperor sneered disdainfully: "It's just the gate to all realms. If he doesn't take action, let him continue to be his gate immortal.

If you dare to take action, then come and be the gate to my God Clan's Holy Land."

The emperor of the God Clan is qualified to say such things.

...Ghost clan.

As one of the five major races among all the races in the world, the ghost race is not as high-profile as the other four races.

Since the end of the Ten Thousand Clans War, the ghost tribe has kept a very low profile.

They live within the territory of the ghost clan and rarely go out.

Monks from other tribes will not enter the territory of the ghost tribe unless necessary.

Basically, we are in a situation where water in the well does not interfere with the water in the river.

But today, the ghost clan is not at peace either.

"The Blood Avenue is controlled by our clan. The Blood Demon Emperor stole the avenue and robbed our clan's children. His crime is worthy of death."

"Kill him and get the dark blood."

"But Dark Blood is a demon..." "Can't we just kill him and soak him in the sea of ​​blood?"

"That's so true."

"I'm going. If the Blood Demon Emperor dares to stop me, I'll kill him together."

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