There are many concubines of the Holy Emperor, and there is a huge group of harems. The ages are also different. There are gods and demons who have lived for more than two thousand years, women in their decades, and some younger girls.

For the Saint Emperor Zhao, whose life span is not long, the reproduction of bloodlines is the best event in the world.

Of course, it is not only for reproduction, but also for primitive desires.

"These people should be dealt with properly. The Holy Emperor was willing to die for the sake of the human race. I will raise his woman!"

Wei Long frowned slightly. He was not interested in women at the moment.

Girl?

No matter how good a girl is, will she enjoy her own strength increase?

Is there any fun practice?!

Reproduction is just the instinct of biological creatures, and Wei Long has long surpassed this instinct!

Wei Long, a handsome young man, would not do anything to the Holy Emperor's woman.

With his appearance, not to mention his strength, just his appearance, no one can compare to the Yin-Head Realm.

Regardless of these, you must be honest in life.

I have many fallacies, I work hard and cheat, I kill without blinking, I sneak attack without looking at my face, but I am still a good boy - Wei Long.

Wei Long is not only strong!

"Yes, Holy Emperor."

Fu Hao's meaning is not originally beautiful.

Seeing that Wei Long seemed to have thought wrong, he couldn't point it out, so he could only continue: "These imperial concubines are easy to say, but what should be done with the descendants of the Zhao clan?"

Fu Hao's name is very interesting. He called Wei Long the "Saint Emperor", and the previous royal family was automatically downgraded to the "Zhao clan".

What really makes Fu Hao feel difficult is the royal family. The original royal family is a huge force and is intricate.

This is the purpose of Fu Hao's proposal to resettle the imperial concubine.

"Oh, that's what you meant."

Wei Long was reminded by Fu Hao and reacted.

He did subconsciously think wrongly, but this had nothing to do with Wei Long's own thoughts. It was completely a question about Fu Hao's question.

An old monster like Fu Hao who has lived for many years is more calm than Wei Long.

But this is also human nature.

Wei Long's cultivation time was too short and he had not yet fully evolved into a real old monster.

"In theory, the solution once and for all is to kill all the Zhao clan."

Wei Long pondered for a moment and spoke.

When Fu Hao heard this, he felt cold all over his body.

Wei Long not only took over the orthodox human race, but also wanted to kill all the royal race. This killing power is really too serious.

"However, this approach will cause everyone to be in danger." Wei Long shook his head.

Destroying the royal family is different from destroying the temple.

The massacre of humans and gods gave Wei Long a completely different feeling.

Kill those brainwashed reserve gods, Wei Long has no obstacles.

Those people, outsiders and inside gods.

It seems like a human race outside, but in fact it has long been the mind of the gods in my heart.

Such a person will kill him!

The self-cognition feeling problem can be killed with Wei Long's mind.

But more importantly, this practice will destroy the beliefs of the human race.

From Wei Long’s declaration of war on the Temple of the Pantheon, to Zhao Junwu’s death, to preparing for the battle of the Wild Beast Clan, and finally the death of the Holy Emperor, one thing after another, the human race has been in turmoil.

If the royal family is destroyed, the human race can collapse directly.

"Saint Emperor, I think so too. The Zhao clan has also made great contributions to the human race. If you take action rashly, it will probably cause a big rebound." Fu Hao also quickly persuaded.

He can suppress the ministers of the dynasty and the elders of the royal family now because these people are still seeking to survive.

If they really get to the death, these people will go crazy.

Wei Long did not rush to answer the questions about dealing with the Zhao clan, and first came to the Holy Emperor Palace.

"This is the Holy Emperor Palace, the imperial capital, and the central array eye of the human race's guardian formation." Fu Hao explained.

He handed over a square jade seal that had been prepared long ago, "This is the Holy Emperor's Jade Seal, with the highest authority."

Wei Long glanced at the jade seal.

With the indescribable and very precious jade forging, it has reached the level of a top-quality magic weapon, and contains eight rules and regulations.

It is grand and upright, faintly connected to the origin of Chixia.

The human race cultivates the origin of Chixia, and the orthodox human race is the royal family.

In a sense, this Holy Emperor Jade Seal contains the fortune of the human race in the Yinji Realm.

"It's a pity that the real luck of the human race is not a symbol, but a real sword!"

Wei Long put it away with his sleeves.

He pulled out the Saint Emperor's sword and threw it to the center of the palace.

boom!!!

The magnificent dome, which is more than a thousand feet high, has a beam of light echoing.

Suddenly.

The power of the human race's guardian formation gathers, gathering from the wall of steel, everywhere in the world.

As the power of the human race guardian formation gathered, the endless sword energy of the Saint Emperor's Sword was gathered.

Fu Hao, who followed Wei Long into the palace, was shocked to find that after he controlled the human formation with the Saint Emperor's sword, the slightest aura that Wei Long showed was not as imaginable as he could imagine.

"No wonder the Holy Emperor likes to stay in this palace. It seems that the damage to him here will be the least."

The sword energy emitted by the Holy Emperor's Sword was gathered most of the time.

Wei Long's heart moved and he came to the deepest throne in the palace.

As Wei Long sat down, he felt a strange feeling, as if thousands of mountains and seas were under his control.

"This is not an illusion, it is the human race guarding formation that refines the human race's territory between one heart."

Wei Long felt silently.

If he thought, he could only have one thought to make the projection of the Saint Emperor's sword come to the various parts of the human race by borrowing the wall of steel.

"No wonder the Holy Emperor will never give in if he dies. If I were sitting on it..."

Wei Long murmured to himself, not only intoxicated.

In just a moment, Wei Long's eyes were clear, "I'm already standing on this, but unfortunately, what's the matter? If I can't transcend the sea of ​​suffering, I can only stay in the outermost realm to practice. If I can't break through the road ahead, I will also decay step by step!"

Immediately, Wei Long looked firm.

Taking over the orthodox position of human race is just a process, not an end, it is the starting point, not the end.

If one day Wei Long sinks, he would rather behead himself.

Look at the super strong people today, their minds and natures have changed to a greater or lesser extent.

They are still themselves, but they are not the same as before.

Wei Long looked at Fu Hao condescendingly and became concerned about the previous problems.

Wei Long came to him in one step and said, "You might as well sort out the Zhao clan slowly. Those who do evil deeds the human race should be cleaned up decisively. As for those who have made contributions in their daily lives, they can continue to practice."

At this moment, Wei Long only felt that he was clearer inside.

In the face of all kinds of temptations, beauty, power, control and plundering other people's lives, etc., breaking away from these, Wei Long only felt that his invincible method was clearer.

It is precisely because of such a pure and fierce heart that every punch Wei Long hit can penetrate the sky!

Wei Long took out the Book of Black Iron and recorded the insights at this moment. He deserved to be his, and he could withstand the temptation!

Wealth and honor cannot be lust, poverty and humbleness cannot be moved, and power and force cannot be betrayed. This is what a real man is called!

I, Wei Long, a real man!

Fu Hao looked at Wei Long writing the words he couldn't understand and was secretly shocked.

I just felt that Wei Long's temperament had changed any more, and I was so shocked that I couldn't speak.

The young man in front of him first came into his sight. He just felt a little potential and ordered the deputy head of Baibao Pavilion, Feiyan King, to contact him, and then he no longer cared about it.

Even the first contact was not very pleasant.
To be continued...