Chapter 1638 Three Fists

"The era of the Eternal Emperor has passed!"

Feng Sha Rakshasa snorted coldly and said, "Throughout the ages, your human race has only produced a human emperor. How can you compare yourself to my fierce race, and how can you be on an equal footing with my fierce race!"

In the eyes of these fierce races, the human race is always those ants from the ancient times.

Let these ants take charge of the Heavenly Desolate Continent for so many years, the hearts of the major vicious clans have long held back a fire, how could they easily back down.

Chen Longhuang said slowly: "In this life, the rise of the major vicious clans is a general trend, and no one can stop it, why should you be aggressive?"

The Underworld Wuhuang shook his head and said, "We have already made a step back and promised you that the dragon clan can coexist with all clans and avoid war. It is these human clans who have to take an inch."

"If we are really aggressive, which human race of this Xuanji Palace can survive!"

"Everyone, sell me some thin noodles."

Chen Longhuang sighed and said: "I really don't want to see the remaining years of life, and then see the waste of life and wars."

The Underworld Wuhuang pondered for a while, and said: "Okay! If that's the case, then the human race must agree and give up all the territory! All the cultivators, go to Penglai Island for me, and are not allowed to set foot in the wild for life!"

"what!"

There was an exclamation from the crowd.

Although the Underworld Wuhuang left a way for the human race to survive, he drove all the human race cultivators to Penglai Island.

Although Penglai Island is very large, it is impossible to accommodate all the cultivators in the world.

What's more, on this desolate continent, there are still hundreds of millions of Limin people, and the world is full of life!

The human race's self-cultivation civilization has indeed been preserved, but what should we do in this world?

The barbarian emperor frowned slightly and asked, "What should we do with the hundreds of millions of mortals scattered all over the Heavenly Desolate Continent?"

"These ants will naturally become slaves of all races, and become our blood food."

The Blood Emperor licked his lips, a little excited.

"no!"

Su Zimo didn't even think about it, and categorically refused!

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse."

The Underworld Wuhuang smiled and said: "I can also give you the sect forces a second choice, surrender to our major fierce clans, naturally you can save your life, and you don't have to go to Penglai Island."

"By the way, the Protoss will also go to Penglai Island from now on."

The Golden Crow Fire Emperor looked at the Heavenly God Emperor and suddenly said, "Brother Heavenly God, do you have any opinion from your God Race?"

"Can."

The Emperor of Heaven nodded.

The Protoss is now the target of public criticism, and he can completely take a step back.

What's more, on Penglai Island, the Protoss can start killing!

Penglai Island can't hold so many cultivators, but the Protoss can thrive on it, but it is more than enough.

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Drive all the Protoss and Humans to Penglai Island, how many people can the human cultivators survive?

This arrangement of the Golden Crow Fire Emperor is extremely vicious!

Chen Longhuang sighed: "You are trying to push the human race to a dead end."

"Don't say that."

The Golden Crow Fire Emperor smiled slightly and said: "In the beginning, the Eternal Emperor did not let us, the fierce race, stay in a corner. This is just a cycle of karma."

The Underworld Wuhuang also smiled and said: "Chen Longhuang, this time, don't say we didn't give people a chance. There are two paths, either surrender or go to Penglai Island, and the people can choose whatever they want!"

This arrangement is not only vicious, but also leaves the problem to Chen Longhuang.

If Chen Longhuang is indifferent, the Protoss will come to Penglai Island, and they will definitely kill the Human Race.

But if he starts a war against the Protoss now, and fights for the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of the Underworld Witch and others can take advantage of the fisherman.

Chen Longhuang cannot advance or retreat!

At this moment, Chen Longhuang seemed to have aged a lot.

There was also a commotion in the crowd.

Some sect forces have a tendency to surrender.

It's not their fault.

Even super sects like Tiangang Sect and Earth Demon Sect have chosen to surrender, so what can they do?

Did he really go to Penglai Island and be killed by the Protoss?

At least surrender to the five fierce clans now, and everyone can still survive.

"Chen Longhuang, you give up."

The Underworld Wu Emperor smiled and said, "The human race has not even dared to show up to a single emperor since the ten thousand races conference has opened, so why do you insist on doing so?"

The Emperor of Heaven suddenly sneered and said: "Well, which human emperor dares to show up, as long as he can pick me up with three punches, I can guarantee that on Penglai Island, I will not take action to kill the clan!"

After a while, no one responded.

Many monks looked sad and lowered their heads.

The Emperor of Heaven laughed loudly: "Who dares to show up to fight!"

Still no one showed up.

"Hahaha!"

There was a roar of laughter among the major vicious clans.

The Emperor of Heaven looked at Su Zimo provocatively, and sneered: "Huang Wu, the emperor of your human race is a group of cowardly people, as timid as mice!"

"I will be on Penglai Island, waiting for you!"

In the heart of the Emperor of Heaven, he hated Su Zimo extremely, and he naturally humiliated the human race extremely, showing no mercy.

"God Emperor, I'll pick you up for three punches!"

At this moment, an old shout came from the depths of Xuanji Palace.

The six monks broke through the hall and walked slowly, each exuding a powerful breath!

This is the coercion of the emperor!

The emperor of the human race!

The person at the head is the old storyteller of the Xuanji Palace!

The five emperors beside him, looking at their Taoist robes and costumes, are Piaoxuegu, Zixiao School, Bawang Hall, Su Nuzong, and King Kong Temple!

Six human emperors are coming!

Su Zimo suddenly frowned.

He noticed that the auras of the six human kings were not very stable, and they seemed to consume a lot.

And the leading storyteller is already gray-haired and withered on his face. Although he is erect, he is almost exhausted!

Lin Xuanji was beside Su Zimo, clenching his fists and pursing his lips, looking sad.

"What happened to him, Senior Storyteller?"

Su Zimo couldn't help but ask.

Lin Xuanji shook his head and did not speak.

"Ha ha."

The Heavenly God Emperor looked at the six old storytellers, laughed and said sarcastically, "Why, isn't that magical power list difficult to control?"

The list of imperial weapons has disappeared into the sky and returned to the ancient battlefield.

The old storyteller stood up and said solemnly: "God Emperor, let me tell you, even if the fate of the human race declines in this life, it is not all people who are greedy for life and fear of death!"

"Just your body, I can press it to death with one finger!"

The Emperor of Heaven sneered.

"Storyman, let me come."

The king of Kongo Temple said solemnly.

"No, this is the end, we can only do our best."

The old storyteller smiled lightly and said, "If anyone doesn't die, even if they die here today, the dignity of my human race cannot be trampled on casually by a foreign race!"

"bring it on!"

The old storyteller stepped forward.

"court death!"

The Heavenly God Emperor held back a burst of anger in his heart, he couldn't bear it for a long time, he stretched out a finger, and pressed down on the old storyteller!

The divine light is bright, and the void trembles!