"Where can there be so many ninth-grade emperors from the immortals, demons... and the ancient gods?" A strong man from the human race exclaimed with his eyes widened.

boom!

The sky above the entire camp was shrouded in gloom.

Not just him.

Kong Sheng, Tongtian, Fengdu Ghost Emperor and others were also shocked by this scene.

Thousands of ninth-grade…

What concept?

Even when the prehistoric ancient clan was at its peak, there were not so many ninth-grade experts.

Who has seen such a battle?

Kong Sheng's face also flashed a look of despair. Not to mention the ancient ancient tribes now, there are only two camps left: the human race and the Fengdu ghost race. Even if everyone is here, I'm afraid they can't handle thousands of ninth-grade people.

Let’s take turns to kill!

"Where... did they come from?" Fengdu Ghost Emperor gritted his teeth and asked with crazy eyes.

"Psychic energy can..." Kong Sheng took a deep breath and said in a tired voice.

"Is that the ancient dominant force?" Fengdu Ghost Emperor looked back at him and asked.

Kong Sheng nodded, a little lonely, and said: "Other than that, I can't think of where else they could have thousands of ninth-grade ones. If they had such strength early in the morning, we, the ancient tribe, would probably have been killed earlier."

It was destroyed.”

A strong man from the ghost clan frowned: "Didn't you say that your human clan's Xuanyuan and Ying Zheng have passed away? Why haven't they come back yet?"

"I'm afraid something has happened to them." Kong Sheng said with a bitter smile.

"..." A group of strong men from the ghost clan.

boom!

The human camp was shaking for a while.

Thousands of ninth-grade emperors came in, and in just an instant, hundreds of thousands of tribesmen and ghost tribes died in their hands, without the ability to fight back.

Seeing this scene, the ninth-grade ghost general following Fengdu Ghost Emperor also showed a look of horror on his face. He looked at Kong Sheng and said anxiously: "Emperor Kong, what should we do now?"

"..." Kong Sheng smiled bitterly, not knowing how to answer.

Thousands of ninth-grade emperors were evenly distributed among them, and one person had to deal with dozens or hundreds of foreign emperors. How could this be done?

Seeing that he remained silent, the ghost general hurriedly said: "If it doesn't work, let's go back to the realm gate. Didn't the person named "Luo..." say that there is a way to break through to the ninth level?"

"In this way, as long as one of us can break through to the ninth level, no matter how many ninth-level immortals, demons...we have, we can sweep them away."

"Can you... dare to guarantee that no one among the immortals and demons can break through to the ninth level? You must know that they have also entered the Psionics Association, and the matter of the Realm Gate must not be exposed, otherwise, once they are allowed to break in

If you go in, it will be a disaster for the entire ethnic group." Kong Sheng sighed quietly.

"Then what should we do? We can't open our eyes and wait for death." This ghost general was anxious.

Not just it.

Other ghost tribes also started to commotion.

Compared with the human race, their nature is much different. Faced with the threat of death, more and more tribesmen become uneasy.

Seeing this scene, the Fengdu Ghost Emperor's face suddenly turned cold. With just one slap, the ninth-level ghost general was turned into a soul mist. After seeing that everyone else was shocked, he looked around at everyone with expressionless expressions.

of,

He said: "Death, what are you afraid of? It's not like we have never died before. Don't forget that our wives, children, descendants and descendants are all still within the boundary gate."

"Confucius is right, the boundary gate cannot be opened. Otherwise, once these bastards break in, it will be a real disaster. From now on, whoever dares to say anything about opening the boundary gate, don't blame me for it."

You're welcome."

Buzz, buzz...

The Fengdu Ghost Emperor let out a "Huh!", and the aura from his body swept out instantly. He was the emperor who was in charge of a realm. His blood alone was enough to suppress these clansmen.

Seeing that the ghost tribe is no longer rioting.

Kong Sheng also breathed a sigh of relief: "Now it seems that we can only fight to the death."

"Then let's fight with these bastards." Fengdu Ghost Emperor roared loudly and rushed towards those ninth-grade aliens.

Not only it, but also all the strong men on the human race side also regarded death as if they were dead.

With the participation of thousands of ninth-grade experts, immortals, demons... the casualties here were instantly reduced to an extremely low level.

As for the humans and ghosts, there were countless casualties.

In less than half a day, more than half of the nearly 10 million humans and tens of millions of ghosts were dead.

Corpses filled the camp.

Some immortals, demons... even started to chew on the human corpses.

"Are these Mao people crazy?" Xian Qiong frowned, with a disgusted look on his face, and said: "Half of their casualties are already over, but they are still charging here and not retreating to the boundary gate?"

Demon Oyster, Gu You and a group of Super Ninth Graders all looked at Long Wenzhang silently.

Obviously, its plan failed.

What followed him and entered the realm gate...

These ancient tribes have no intention of retreating. If this continues, even if they die to the last person, they may not reveal the location of the realm gate.

When Long Wenzhang saw this, his face was so dark that he could drip water.

It also didn't expect that hundreds of billions of years had passed and it would still be slapped in the face by the "Human Ancestors..." lineage. It was simply a great shame and humiliation.

He gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, "Madeh, all the ancestors of human beings - horses are not things. Are you here to catch me and make fun of you?"

After the scolding, my mood became much clearer.

But when he saw that they were still fighting stubbornly, not even counting casualties, their expressions turned gloomy again.

Looking at Centihuang who was still looking for the realm gate beside him, he asked in a buzzing voice, "How is it? You haven't found it yet?"

Centihuang opened his eyes, shook his head and said sadly, "I can't find it."

"If my guess is correct, this gate is most likely arranged by the human ancestors or the president himself. Without tens of thousands of years of groping inch by inch, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to find the edge."

After hearing this, Long Wenzhang was also very depressed.

The horse has reached this point, but there are still ups and downs. If the president has arranged it well, its mentality will not be unbalanced, but if it was arranged by Renzu himself...

Just step on it - Marco was angry.

In the Psionics Association, I was about to be promoted to vice-president, but I didn't want to be overtaken by Ren Zu.

Forget it, later on, his direct disciples also died at the hands of the descendants of the ancestors.

There are simply too many things like this.

It can be said that during the whole life of Long Wenzhang in the Psionic Society, he either lived in the shadow of the Human Ancestor, or had his resources intercepted by the other party one after another. Until now, the other party has disappeared for no one knows how many years, and he is still stepping on - Ma Zai

Against yourself?

Is this "Human Ancestor..." lineage sent by God to defeat him?

"Brother Long, do you still want to continue killing?" Yu Huan also said with confusion.

Keep killing.

Once all these ancient tribes are dead, it will be impossible to find the Realm Gate.

Normally, they wouldn't matter, since time outside the sky is not valuable anyway.

But it's different now. There are still several ancient tribes practicing in the Psionic Society. One of them is inheriting everything from the Psionic Society. If he comes out with the Psionic Society...

Just think about it.

Just make it feel uncomfortable.

…

Seeing these descendants of "Human Ancestors...", more than half of them were dead or injured, and they were still resisting.

Centihuang's face suddenly darkened, and he gritted his teeth, "Grrrr..." and complained loudly, "Made, these bugs are just as disgusting as their ancestors. They can't be beaten, either."

Don’t know how to escape? I really want to twist their heads off one by one.”

Yu Huan nodded in agreement and said, "It's indeed a bit tricky, but I don't know how to work around it..."

"If you can't beat me, then run away!"

"If we simply retreat to the boundary gate, everyone can save a little trouble."

"..."

I heard the complaints from these two people.

Xian Qiong, Mo Oyster and Gu You couldn't help but smile bitterly. They looked at each other and remained silent in tacit understanding.
To be continued...