The giant gate on the domain surface stands erect, with fairy light shining everywhere and buzzing.
Since it is the gate to the spiritual world, you can smell the breath of the spiritual world in this starry sky. As for the creatures in the spiritual realm, whether monks or mortals, they have all moved to the heavens before the war began. At this moment The spiritual realm is a large, empty world.
"Fellow Taoists, let's hit the road!" Xichen glanced at the Taotie clan.
"Let's get on the road." The Taotie Clan Emperor was the first to lift his feet, his voice was hoarse, and his smile and tone of voice carried a touch of sadness, helplessness and anger.
The emperor of the clan moved, but the Taotie clan members dared not move. Every one of them staggered, their backs were desolate and sad, and their faces all bore the same look as the clan emperor.
Defeated, his Taotie clan was defeated. Today, it was completely defeated. All the great clans and imperial inheritances would disappear with this distribution.
It is worth mentioning that every Taotie statue will stop suddenly when walking away.
Then, I looked back, at my ancestral land, at the vast starry sky, just because this departure may be forever, and they will never be able to come back. Dihuang will not let them come back. Even if they can come back, it will be of no use. Still bound by the imperial forbidden curse, his Taotie clan has been completely defeated and will never have a chance to make a comeback in their lifetime.
I don't know why, but this sad scene is cast in a pitiful tone.
As the old saying goes: Poor people must be hateful.
The monks in the heavens stood quietly and watched quietly, with calm expressions and even calmer eyes. There would be no mercy from anyone. Thinking about the evil deeds of the Taotie clan and the creatures that were mercilessly slaughtered, they could no longer feel the pity. Having caused a blood debt, it was an act of supreme kindness not to crush your Taotie tribe. How miserable are you, how dare you see the blood of the common people
Under the attention of the world, the Taotie clan all entered the passage. In this vast starry sky, there will no longer be any Taotie clan members. The distant spiritual realm is their destination.
Suddenly, Dihuang turned around and walked straight to the next house through nothingness.
The monks from all over the world followed, but many of them transformed into clones and entered the Taotie Clan's ancestral land. The Taotie Clan was sent away, but the treasures in the ancestral land must be taken away.
"Don't grab it, don't grab it at all."
"Your sister, leave some for me, it's shameless, right?"
"Damn it, who stepped on me?"
Such noises filled the Taotie ancestral land. Although they were all clones, they all inherited the urinary nature of the original deity. All gods and humans are energetic, scolding, and grabbing things are also urinary.
Looking from a distance, the crowds of clones gathered one after another are like a dark ocean. Wherever the crowd passes, there are spiritual flowers and herbs, fairy ponds and springs, fragments of magic weapons, blue bricks and rubble, whatever. Everything is needed, nothing is pulled down, and the cleaning is really clean.
In this regard, Dihuang did not stop it, nor did it force distribution.
What a trophy! Whoever grabs it belongs to whom. As for how much you can grab, it depends on your personal ability.
Not long after, he stopped again in another starry sky.
Compared to the dead starry sky where Taotie is, this star field has a very majestic aura of life. There are many ancient stars with life shining in their halos, but every ancient star is empty. The creatures of war and stars have already migrated away.
"This... this is our hometown!"
"That purple star is the ancient star of our clan. Is there also a prehistoric clan in this star field?"
"It's unbelievable."
Too many monks were surprised. They were all indigenous monks in this star field. Seeing Emperor Huang stopping here, it was not difficult to guess that this star field contained the Prehistoric Clan, which was a bit scary.
Just imagine, around my ancient star, there are prehistoric races watching, it's strange that I can sleep well. I didn't know it before, but now I know it, I feel chilly all over my body.
"Only you can't think of it. There is no one in Honghuang who can't do it." It's Chiyangzi again, carrying a wine bottle and drinking leisurely. He has long been accustomed to the Honghuang people's ability to hide, and when it comes to the places where Honghuang hides, he usually It can also catch people off guard.
As he spoke, Di Huang had already waved his hand and pushed aside the veil.
Immediately, he saw a big world, no better than the Taotie Ancestral Land, with mountains and rivers alternating with each other. Palaces were suspended one after another, with extremely abundant spiritual power. The whole world was shrouded in mist, hazy, and the aura of the prehistoric era could not be concealed. Mixed with violence and bloodthirsty atmosphere.
"The Golden Crow Clan is well hidden." The Witch King sneered, with an icy cold light in his eyes. The grievances between the Witch Clan and the Golden Crow Clan can be traced back to the prehistoric period. Later generations were also in chaos. Every once in a while, wars would break out. I didn't know it was hidden in this star field.
"I escaped back then, and I will make up for it today." The quasi-emperors of Da Chu also had cold murderous intentions. In the past, Da Chu returned and angrily destroyed four tribes. However, at that time, the Jinwu and other tribes had already claimed their ancestral land, and they could not find it. Yes, it is a real pity that after the war in the prehistoric period, the Golden Crow belonged to the prehistoric side and slaughtered countless creatures in the world. This was also a blood debt.
"I would rather die than surrender." Before Dihuang could say anything, he heard howls coming from the ancestral land of the Golden Crow clan. They were all tough guys, with determination etched on their faces, not ready to surrender.
"This sounds really disgusting." Tianlao took a deep breath.
"Why, you still want to leave a good name to future generations? How righteous are you to want future generations to praise you, the Golden Crow Clan?" The Holy Lord's sneer contained a touch of cold sarcasm, "You are so stubborn, where will you be when the demon invades? I really I don’t know how shameful you are to go see the late emperor of your tribe, whose reputation has been completely humiliated by you.”
"You..." The King of the Golden Crow Clan was speechless, and his face turned scarlet red at the words.
Before he could react, Dihuang moved and crushed the Golden Crow Heaven-protecting Barrier with one foot.
Then, the killing began.
The world only heard rumblings and wails, and vaguely saw the Jinwu ancestral land cracking apart, mountains collapsing one after another, palaces exploding one after another, ranging from the pinnacle quasi-emperor to the junior Ning Qi. Thousands of people were slaughtered.
"My clan surrenders, my clan surrenders."
The Emperor of the Golden Crow clan roared, without any strength left, and begged for mercy in his wails. He had miscalculated and underestimated Emperor Huang's coldness. He thought that Emperor Huang would be a bit mean to the Golden Crow Emperor.
Who would have thought that he would be so iron-blooded, killing at will without any ambiguity at all.
Dihuang ignored his begging for mercy and only killed mercilessly. It was not that I was cruel, but that I gave your people the opportunity, but you didn't cherish it. This was a clear plan for destruction.
ah..!
The people of the Golden Crow tribe were wailing, and their roars were full of resentment. They were not against the Emperor Huang, but against the clan emperor. If you surrender, you must surrender. If you have to shamelessly make a fool of yourself, it doesn’t matter if you make a fool of yourself. It will completely destroy the Golden Crow tribe and the inheritance of the Emperor. , and therefore completely cut off.
ah..!
The King of the Golden Crow clan howled, listening to the resentment of his clansmen, looking at the bloody scenes, his mind suddenly collapsed. At the moment of life and death, he understood what regret was. A man who would rather die than surrender, howled heartily. , but it brought about the catastrophe of genocide.
The expressions of the gods and humans remained calm and showed no mercy.
There will be no mercy for the Golden Crow clan. They don’t be tough when they should be tough, and they always look for excitement when they shouldn’t be tough. They deserve to be destroyed. If the Golden Crow Emperor is still alive, he will be ashamed of himself. His descendants are too special. I'm trying to live up to my expectations, but my brain doesn't work very well.
That was Emperor Huang, the Great Holy Body Emperor Huang. How could he have the confidence to say that he would rather die than surrender