Not only the human race wants to kill all the geniuses of the gods, but also other races.
I thought that the Gods were in decline, but I didn't expect that they would come back and emerge with such a group of strong men.
"Once they grow up, the return of the gods to the rulers of the heavens will be unstoppable."
"They've grown up."
"There are more than three hundred geniuses, that is, more than three hundred kings, or even more than three hundred emperors. Which clan can compare?"
"What are the emperors? There are likely to be a few enlightened ones among them, and that would be terrifying!"
"Fortunately, something went wrong with the Gods, and no enlightened person was born for a long time!"
"That will never allow them to survive!"
There are undercurrents surging among all ethnic groups.
Some ancient beings still remember the tragic situation when the gods ruled the heavens.
They dare not let the gods rise again.
In the City of the Sun God, the discussion continued.
Three hundred and seventy-three geniuses headed by Jun were sitting cross-legged on the hibiscus leaves. Everyone was shrouded in the divine light. The majestic and broad figures were looming in the divine light. They were the fallen powerful men of the gods who had left behind in the heavens.
The brand in the world was summoned by them and appeared from nothingness.
In mid-air, the lives created out of thin air are multiplying in full swing and have formed tribes.
"What a clan of gods, worthy of being the leader of all the heavens."
Yu Mian sighed in admiration and took the lead to walk out. Faced with the joint suppression of more than 300 avenues, he came to the fusang tree in one step, sat down cross-legged, opened his mouth and spoke softly, "Tao!"
The sound of the Tao roared, the rhyme of the Tao spread, the golden lotuses bloomed, and a demonic shadow appeared behind Yumian. At this time, the demonic shadow only had the body, and the head was a black hole that was constantly rotating. With just one look, it seemed that it could absorb all the human soul and consciousness.
Breathe it in.
All the geniuses of the God Clan looked at Yu Mian at the same time. The hibiscus leaf he was sitting on suddenly fell down and quickly returned, causing a commotion among the onlookers.
Yu Mian actually relied on his own strength to compete with the 373 geniuses of the God Clan, and he did not fall behind! This proves that his moral conduct has reached an incredible level.
"awesome!"
"The number one genius of the human race, he deserves his reputation!"
All ethnic groups expressed their admiration.
The Devouring Avenue quietly merges into the creation of the void, and those creatures seem to be more agile, taking a step closer to real existence.
"We're at the human race!"
"I don't know how many geniuses they have!"
"Should be inferior to the gods!"
"What if there are more than the gods?"
The creatures of all races stared nervously.
It is true that there are too many geniuses from the God Clan, which puts too much pressure on people.
"Oh, I'm coming too!"
Without waiting for the other geniuses of the human race to come forward, Cheng Yao shouted, flew up, and landed on the hibiscus leaves. The demonic aura soared into the sky, and various demons emerged from the demonic aura. At the same time, he shouted: "Tao!"
With a bang, Cheng Yao's avenue soared into the sky and faced off against all the geniuses, evenly matched.
"Damn it!"
The faces of the God Emperors of the God Clan were ashen.
I wanted the human race to share the pressure, but Cheng Yao ruined it.
"As expected of the Little Demon Emperor!"
The sword demon roared in, slashed open all the avenues with one strike, fell on a hibiscus leaf, and transformed into a young man covered in blood robes. He laughed strangely, and said with murderous intent in his voice: "Tao!"
Every creature that heard this sound seemed to see an all-powerful magic knife slashing towards their necks. The creatures in the distance were fine, but the creatures that were closer but not strong enough only felt a chill on their necks and reached out to touch them.
The head suddenly fell off and fell to the ground, rolling around. His eyes were wide open and he was at a loss. One stream of divine blood, demon blood, demon blood, etc. spurted out more than ten feet high, causing waves of exclamations.
"Every ethnic group has shown up, and we can't lag behind."
The leader of the Netherworld wore a bloody robe similar to that of the Sword Demon, but the smell of blood was permeated on his body, but it was not unpleasant, but had a sweet smell.
A turbid yellow river appeared at the feet of the Nether Cult Master. He stepped on the river step by step to the hibiscus tree, randomly selected a leaf and sat down, and said: "Tao!"
The aura of Netherworld Avenue is permeated, and this is a different path from those avenues.
After this avenue rushed into the void creation, the underworld actually appeared in that simple space, and creatures began to appear in the underworld.
"So strong!"
"Oh my god, it's so strong!"
"They are the avenue!"
The onlookers were all in high spirits and their bodies were trembling.
They have never seen such profound Taoism! It is not strength, but Taoism! The Taoism displayed by each of these geniuses is unpredictable, as if it is the embodiment of Tao, and every move shows the majesty, profundity, remoteness and immensity of Tao.
Unpredictable.
"Humph, are you looking down on our dragon clan?"
A piece of blue sky is supported above the head of Aocang Qiong, and the roads are like dragons swimming.
Come and sit on the hibiscus tree.
Cangqiong Avenue! As soon as he moved, Ao Mingsha and the other eight dragon clan geniuses also moved one after another. Sitting together with Ao Cangqiong, the nine avenues circled together, forming a chaotic-colored dragon, arrogant and domineering.
The Feng Clan couldn't help it any longer. Feng Tian jumped up and led many of the Feng Clan's geniuses down. The phoenixes roared and the sky fire raged, even suppressing the true sun fire on the fusang tree.
"Everyone, let's not wait any longer."
Mo Yunfei let out a long roar and transformed into a Moyun Eagle and flew up. Then the geniuses of the demon clan followed closely and landed on the hibiscus tree. At the same time, he mouthed the word "Tao".
"Two hundred and thirty-one!"
"The demon clan has two hundred and thirty-one geniuses!"
"As expected of a race second only to the Gods, it is indeed extraordinary!"
Seeing the number of the demon clan's geniuses clearly, all clans were shocked.
Although there are not as many as the Gods, this number is enough to scare all races.
There has been no enlightened person born in the God Clan for a long time, but the Demon Clan has! And there is more than one! With so many geniuses, how many enlightened people will be born?
The senior officials of each clan had solemn expressions on their faces, and they secretly communicated with each other to discuss countermeasures.
At this moment, the sky above was covered by various divine thoughts.
"Hmph, the demon clan is strong, so we are not strong?"
The dark blood turned into a river of blood and fell on the fusang tree. Along with him, there were one hundred and ninety-eight demon geniuses.
At the same time, all the geniuses of the ghost clan also appeared. Although there were not many, there were one hundred and thirty-seven.
"It seems that we can't be left behind either."
Yang Bukong laughed: "Fellow Taoists, please come."
Yang Bukong, Yang Wuxing, Jian Wuming and others flew up one after another and came to the fusang tree.
There are only one hundred and eight.
"The human race has indeed fallen!"
"Even the weakest ghost tribe outnumbers them!"
"It seems that the threat from the gods is the strongest!"
All ethnic groups breathed a sigh of relief.
If there were three or four hundred talented people in the human race, it would be impossible to play.
At this point, the geniuses from the five major clans of humans, gods, demons and demons have all appeared, and the total number is as high as a terrifying more than a thousand.