My Twenty-four Heavens

In just a hundred years, the Taisu Realm has become even stranger to Zhang Tong.

Dongyang City!

The city is entrenched in a dangerous place, rough and primitive.

The sky above the city was so demon-like that it even turned into a billowing cloud covering the sky and the sun.

In the city lord’s mansion, a dragon-headed human being sits on the throne, his eyes fierce and greedy:

"Human race took the moon peak, and the two-legged sheep that contributed to this king were a lot less. It really is reckless to live and die."

"Which one of you wants to destroy the Lanyue Peak, let them know that the descendants of the gods can't be blasphemed?"

With the existence of the dragon head's body, his eyes swept down below.

In the huge palace, filled with monsters with terrifying auras.

Without exception, these monsters are transformed!

It's just that compared with the perfect transformation, the transformation of these monsters is really a bit horrible.

The body of the dragon head sitting in the first place is considered to be intact.

Going further down, you can see some monsters and monsters.

All the hair and scales are all over, some have wings behind them, and some are just simple people standing up.

These monsters only have a human appearance, but they are far from a human appearance.

And it is this kind of monster race, it seems to be the master of this land.

"Lord, let the little ones go."

The voice of the dragon head's body only fell, and a monster like a wild boar shouted loudly with red eyes.

The smelly saliva flowed out uncontrollably, as if thinking of some delicious food.

"you?"

"Lan Yuefeng is the cultivation sect of those two-legged sheep, you just don't have enough qualifications to destroy Lan Yuefeng."

"Well, Yingjiu will come with you."

"Eagle Nine is the Great Demon of the Ninggang Realm, a strong man who is qualified to serve in the Heavenly Court of my demon clan, there is still a trace of the blood of the Meteorite Demon Eagle in his body, enough to destroy the Moon Peak with you."

As he said, the existence of the dragon head body suddenly stood up, and the real fire of the billowing sun spread out, vaguely turning into a round of sun.

In the terrifying breath, the dragon head's personal voice said coldly:

"This king wants those two-legged sheep to know that if they are sheltered under this king's wings, they need to obey the king's orders."

"This king lets them die, they have to die."

"The food we feed must understand our status."

Roar!

Roar!

Roar!

The roar of the demons one after another echoed in the palace, and even a roar echoed with the whole city.

Zhang Tong was stunned by the epitome of this scene.

"The dragon head body, still has the real fire of the rising sun?"

"Isn't this a descendant of Fujiwaragawa?"

"Having a strong power, but no corresponding state of mind, finally embarked on the old path of the players of the Primordial Realm, and began to be immersed in desire?"

Zhang Tong naturally recognized the breath of the dragon head's body.

However, Zhang Tong is a little dazed by the situation now.

The former players seem to have disappeared, but the one who dominates the earth is actually a group of monsters who are the tallest but golden core.

And the human race... seems to have been reduced to a two-legged sheep?

Zhang Tong subconsciously looked towards Lanyue Peak. At this moment, Lanyue Peak was already full of sorrow.

Although Lan Yuefeng is the sect of Human Cultivation, it is too miserable in Zhang Tong's eyes, right?

There is no treasure in the sect, not to mention, even the monks are like refugees one by one.

In the chamber of Lan Yuefeng, everyone's faces were pale.

"How to do?"

"We really don't have young people to feed them as blood!"

"A hundred virgins, the appetite of these demons is getting bigger and bigger!"

"It's a death anyway, it's better for us to fight those monsters."

"What are you going to do? When we are dead, do we have to harm the human races around us for thousands of miles?"

"I hate it!"

In the chamber, everyone's faces were full of unwillingness.

To provide a hundred boys and girls for Dongyang City, Lan Yuefeng is really unable to do it.

After all, Lan Yuefeng is not the magic sect who has no bottom line, and sometimes they really can't make that move.

But the price of not satisfying the demons is terrible, and the entire Moon Peak can be shattered because of this.

"Let's all go. Before those demons come, you all go."

Amidst desperation and bleakness, the peak owner of Yuefeng waved his hand weakly, but his voice was very firm:

"You are all my good children of Lan Yuefeng. As long as you are alive, the tradition of Lan Yuefeng will not be destroyed."

"In the future, a good student will cultivate, strive to reach the realm of refining evil or condensate, and go to the nine heavens to find where the human heaven is."

"Join the heaven... someday my human race will rewrite everything."

"As for now...I just want you to live."

The crowd was silent, and there was a faint weeping sound.

Too frustrated!

But there is no way, the status of Human Race is like this now.

In the world dominated by the monster race, the human race is like a two-legged sheep.

Had it not been for Human Race to continue to create spells and exercises, Human Race's sect would have long since disappeared.

The wise men of the human race clearly know why the monster race allows the human race to have a sect of cultivation, and their purpose is to constantly open up new methods for the human race.

But knowing that, Human Race had to follow suit.

Because they need strength, they can resist only if they have accumulated enough strength.

Among the crowd, a young man took a deep breath and walked outside without saying a word.

Others looked at the boy's eyes, disappointed and contemptuous.

However, the young man's spine remained straight until he walked down Lan Yuefeng, the young man took a deep look at Lan Yuefeng, and said in a deep voice:

"A hundred virgins...I will get them for you."

"I hope you can let go of my fellows who hold Yuefeng, otherwise, even if Deng He turns into a ghost, we won't let you go."

After speaking, the young man turned his head and looked in the direction of the distant human race city, his face was cold.

As long as the Moon Peak can be secured, even if he becomes a person in the magic way that everyone spurns, then what?

"So, the world one hundred years later will belong to the new generation?"

"Whether it is a human race or a monster race, those who remain on the earth are already a new generation~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but those strong men in the past have left the earth long ago?"

Zhang Tong had a vague understanding of the situation in the Taisu Realm, and he couldn't help but subconsciously look towards Nine Heavens.

I saw that in the thirty-three days of the wind layer, a piece of huge earth was suspended in it, and it was filled with rich spiritual energy, and it also had a powerful formation guard.

There is a dangling earth, shining by the sun all day long.

There are huge mountains, flowing with holy brilliance.

There is a fairy island with clouds and mist, and there are many pavilions and towers.

There are also shadow islands, where the blood and moon hang in the eternal night sky.

"This is... Heaven?"

An unexpected expression flashed in Zhang Tong's eyes. He did not expect that the Heaven Realm would have been established in a hundred years?

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