Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night, I Build Hell Town Human World

In the ancient and mysterious hall, there are deep and obscure mysterious lines.

This hall is called Litian Palace.

Litian Palace is also a treasure of Chaos Cave, the function of this treasure of Chaos Cave is to extract everything from other living beings.

Whether it is Yuanmo or other ten thousand races.

As long as they are imprisoned in Litian Palace, their fate will be very miserable.

In Litian Palace, some monks are still alive, and some monks have already fallen.

Litian Palace has been preparing for it since before the war between the Yuan Demon Clan and the Taoist Ten Thousand Clans started.

After the war between the Yuan Demon Clan and the ten thousand clans in the Dao Realm, more and more creatures appeared in Litian Palace.

Of course, these creatures are not easy to deal with when they are in a full body state.

After they were injured, it was not so complicated.

Many monks who were imprisoned in Litian Palace looked extremely desperate.

Of course, there are also some great emperors who are chatting and laughing.

After cultivating to Emperor Zun, you basically have the iron coupon of the alchemy to avoid death.

This iron scroll of Danshu is naturally not the name of the Hades of the old Zhu family, who will die.

After becoming Emperor Zun, basically as long as the Chaos Emperor's Mausoleum is not destroyed by others, they will not die.

If you want to destroy the Chaos Emperor's Mausoleum, not to mention the emperor of the tenth realm, the emperor of the twenty realm is enough.

Compared with other miserable monks, these emperors can certainly talk and laugh happily.

This time they were indeed killed, and after a few more chaotic years, when this group of people unravels their coffins, let the Buddha know what cruelty is!
"If there is a huge change in the outside world, please come and inform me at any time!"

"If there are no major events in the outside world, then wait until I leave the customs!"

General Futu gave orders to the surrounding people in a cold tone, and after he spoke, many monks around also bowed to accept the orders.

All over the Dao world, the war is still going on.

Everyone's mood is extremely dignified at this moment.

About half of the Dao Realm's territory has fallen into the hands of the Yuan Mozu.

Some powerful emperors have even taken some of their relatives away.

Emperor Zun can be reborn again after death, but their heirs, their family members obviously cannot.

Without Emperor Zun's care, in the void space, other heirs and relatives would obviously die.

Under such circumstances, naturally some emperors chose to leave the battlefield.

If the Dao Realm can be defended, of course it must be guarded.

Now that the Dao Realm clearly cannot be guarded, why should it be guarded?

Chen Qiye's cultivation base has been raised all the way to the third level of Emperor Zun.

But even with the powerful cultivation of Emperor Zun's third level, he can't change the current situation.

When the powerhouses of the Yuan Demon Clan came to crush them mightily, Chen Qiye could only lead the ten thousand clans in the Dao Realm to retreat continuously.

The defense line of the entire Dao world is shrinking crazily at this moment.

"It's over, it's over."

"It's over."

A monk looked at the flying boats in the sky and couldn't help but speak.

Although the powerhouses of all parties are moving the creatures to the rear to the greatest extent.

As long as the Dao Realm does not have the strength to resist the Yuan Demon Race, it will still be destroyed.

There is a good saying that the strong are bounded by the weak.

What this means is that when the strong act, the interests of the weak must be taken into consideration.

But this is just a good way to say, in fact, it is not the case at all.

When the general situation of the Yuan Demon Clan swept across, counting on this sentence to be rescued was no different from waiting for death.

Many creatures in the Dao world basically tried their best to save themselves, and finally moved towards the rear under the protection of the strong.

"Brother Xiao, are we going to die?"

On a spaceship, a woman looked at the man beside her and said.

"I do not know either."

"But if we can't live, we'll die together."

The man called Big Brother Xiao was full of bitterness in his heart.

No one wants to die if they can live.

But in the current situation, it should be difficult for them to survive.

Everywhere in the Dao world is in despair, and everyone has lost hope, even the strong ones in the Dao world are still fighting against the strong ones from the Yuan Demon Clan.

Chen Qiye's figure appeared above the void.

When many of them fled, they all saw the black-clothed figure holding a spear in the distance.

"Who is that senior?"

After seeing Chen Qiye, many monks asked curiously.

"That's Lord Chen Qiye from the Seven Nights Palace."

"Lord Chen Qiye is also said to be a very powerful emperor."

"During the previous battles, Lord Chen Qiye has already dealt with many Great Heavenly Emperors and Emperor Zun of the Yuan Demon Clan."

"It's just a pity that among the ten thousand races in the Dao world, strong men like Lord Chen Qiye are in the minority after all."

Chen Qiye is now very famous in the Dao world.

Many great heavenly emperors, even Emperor Zun, were beaten by the Yuan Mozu and ran around the world.

At this time, if there are monks from all races who can resist the primordial demon, they will naturally attract attention.

Of course there are such monks.

Emperor Huanglong, Emperor Qinghua, Emperor Shui Wuyi, Emperor Wanyan and more than a dozen powerful emperors are all monks like this.

However, Emperor Huanglong and the others are well-known veterans.

For a cutting-edge powerhouse like Chen Qiye, until now, it seems that Chen Qiye is the only one.

"Among the many seniors in the entire Taoist world."

"Up to now, there are only more than 20 seniors who have killed the emperor of the Yuan Demon Race."

"We're fucked……"

Although not reconciled, although desperate, this is the truth.

Desperation has spread among the crowd.

Facing an extremely terrifying enemy like the Yuan Demon Clan, it seemed that everyone could do nothing but despair.

"Are we really hopeless?"

In despair, of course there are monks looking for hope.

They really want to know if they have any hope of immortality.

They all cherish life, and they all want to live.

It's just that weak creatures don't have the right to live at all.

The incomparably huge Dao Realm is disappearing bit by bit under the engulfing of the three thousand imperial mausoleums of the Yuan Demon Clan.

At this time, Chen Qiye's cultivation has finally improved further.

The mighty river of sword energy has been refined by him to [-]%!
Of course, there is a price. Of his billions of incarnations, only the last one is left!
Outside the long river of sword qi, only his main body is still sitting cross-legged in this place, hurrying up to refine the long river of sword qi.

His last incarnation outside the body was to fight in the Dao Realm.

The Holy Land of Creation, the treasure that provided him with great help in the early morning, has completely fallen into silence.

Without a long period of time, it is obvious that this treasure cannot be restored to use.

"How to refine this last [-]%?"

Beyond the river of sword energy, Chen Qiye fell into deep thought.

His eyes showed deep exhaustion and doubts, even a little dazed.

Refining [-]% of the sword energy is not enough, you must go further!