Honghuang: I am Qitian and I want to fight for the throne

Chapter 112: Demon Clan Invasion and Massacre
The three ancestors of the human race have extremely high prestige among the human race.

The current decree has been issued, and there will be great power to protect you.

Therefore, all the human tribes in the ancient times began to migrate towards their ancestral land on the coast of the East China Sea.

But the migration is not fast.

After all, although the human race now has cultivation techniques, most of them are mortals who cannot practice, and migration is very slow.

but,

Even if it is slow, it can still migrate tens of thousands of miles in a day.

After all, the innate spiritual energy in the prehistoric world is rich now, and the human race is not as fragile as in later generations.

of course,

Compared with the myriad races of the ancient world, they are really too weak.

Moreover, the large-scale migration of tribes also led to the death of many humans.

Although the wild places are full of vitality, they are also extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, the entire tribe may be destroyed.

In just a few years,

Hundreds of thousands of human beings have died on the way of migration.

However, the Three Ancestors' Dharma is supreme among the human race, and no one will violate it.

Moreover, since the Third Ancestor said that the great catastrophe is approaching, the human race will face great disaster.

The tribes are also worried.

Therefore, everyone rushed to the human race’s ancestral land on the coast of the East China Sea as quickly as possible.

On a plain somewhere tens of millions of miles away from the coast of the East China Sea.

Hundreds of thousands of human beings are speeding up their pace and rushing towards their ancestral land in the East China Sea. They are the Shangyang Tribe.

It is about tens of millions of miles away from the ancestral land of the East China Sea. In a few years, it has traveled half the distance.

"Hurry, speed up your pace! The Human Ancestor has warned us that the catastrophe is approaching. We need to hurry back to our ancestral land to ensure safety!"

A middle-aged man in Taoist robes in the air kept urging.

Shangyang is a large tribe. Its leader Shangyang is one of the three thousand strongest innate humans who were first born. He was at the level of an earthly immortal when he was born.

When his life was almost over, Taiqing happened to preach, which extended his life. In addition, his cultivation continued to improve, so he survived to this day.

His talent is much stronger than other human beings, so his realm is higher than others, and now he has reached the Golden Immortal realm.

Below them are hundreds of immortals in the realm of Xuanxian, Tianxian and Dixian.

He protected the Shangyang tribe along the way and traveled tens of millions of miles.

Although several thousand people died due to some dangers, it was already quite good compared to some other small tribes.

"Chief, let's take a break. We are really exhausted and can't walk anymore!"

Some human mortals shouted towards Shangyang in the sky, their faces filled with exhaustion.

They had been walking for nearly a day without a break, and everyone was almost at their limit.

Shangyang lowered his head and forgot about his exhausted tribesmen. Although he was anxious, he still stopped the team and let everyone rest for half an hour.

in fact,

It cannot be blamed on him for not caring about the lives of his people.

The main reason is that the prehistoric world is too dangerous. Although he is considered to be the strongest cultivator among the human race besides the three ancestors.

But in this vast wilderness, we are still ants.

Any cultivator from any race he encounters can be killed.

Therefore,
He had to urge along the way.

Only when the tribe members were almost at their limit would they dare to stop and rest.

"Feng Yi, Di Hao, take some people to guard the surroundings and protect the tribesmen. Mu Li, Si Tian, ​​you follow me."

Shangyang left most of the monks to guard the tribe, and he took a dozen people with him to hunt for some blood food in the surrounding area to feed his people.

however,
Just as a few people were about to leave, a group of figures suddenly dropped from the sky and stopped them.

Monster Race!

There are thousands of them.

The powerful aura emitted made everyone in the Shangyang tribe change their expressions.

Shangyang felt even more depressed.

Among these thousands of demons, there were hundreds of auras that he could not see through.

This means that among the group of people in front of him, there are hundreds of demons who are stronger than him.

At least they are all Taiyi Golden Immortals.

Although he felt uneasy, as a leader, he could not retreat.

Then he stepped forward, clasped his fists, bowed, and said in a low voice:

"I wonder why fellow demons are here? If there is anything I can help with, I will certainly not refuse." "Hahahaha"

The leader, a rough-looking man in silver armor, laughed loudly, looked down at the hundreds of thousands of human beings below, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"There really is someone you can help with!"

Looking at the eyes of these people, Shangyang immediately felt something was wrong, but he could do nothing and said anxiously:
"Please tell me, fellow Taoist! If I can help you, I will..."

However, before he could say anything, he was interrupted by the silver-armored man, who said sinisterly:
"I can definitely help. I would like to borrow your souls!"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a gust of cold wind blowing through the hearts of all the human beings present, and they couldn't help but shiver.

"Fellow Daoist, you are joking!"

Shangyang forced a laugh, but his heart sank to the bottom.

"joke?"

The silver-armored man sneered, showing disdain:

"How dare you, the ant-like human race, let me, the demon race, joke with you?"

Having said that, he waved his hand:
"Kill them all, leave no one alive, collect all their souls!"

"Yes!"

Shangyang was immediately furious when he heard this, and shouted without even turning his head:

"I'll hold them back, you guys run away!"

As he said this, he rushed towards the silver-armored man and others first, and the other human cultivators also followed with a determined look on their faces.

No one escaped.

Of course, they also knew that they could not escape at all, as they could not see through any of these monsters.

The members of the Shangyang tribe below were in chaos and fled in all directions.

"Unbelievable!"

Seeing Shangyang rushing towards him with a crazy look on his face, the big man in silver armor curled his lips in disdain, and without even dodging, he slashed at him with his sword.

Under Shangyang's horrified gaze, a huge blade light slashed down at an extremely fast speed.

It split him directly in half.

Then it exploded into a bloody rain.

As for the other human cultivators, they were all killed as soon as they met the demon men led by the silver-armored man.

Then these monsters headed towards the Shangyang tribe below.

The remaining people in the Shangyang tribe were all mortals. How could they escape from these powerful enemies? They were caught up in the blink of an eye.

Then there was a one-sided massacre.

Every magical power these people use can take away hundreds or thousands of human beings.

"what!"

"mother!"

".You bunch of demons, the ancestor of mankind must be...ah."

For a moment, the desperate cries and screams of the human race merged into one, echoing in the void.

While watching this scene, these monsters started laughing wildly.

The attacks in his hands became more and more fierce.

In just half a minute, hundreds of thousands of people from the Shangyang tribe were slaughtered.

The scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood turned the entire plain into a hell on earth.

The wind was blowing coldly and the remaining souls were howling.

"Humble human race!"

The big man in silver armor sneered, then took out a jade bottle. As magic power was poured into it, a huge suction force was emitted.

Suddenly, the souls of hundreds of thousands of dead human beings were all collected into it.

After doing all this, the silver-armored man left with his men.

The bodies of the murdered humans were simply abandoned in the wilderness.

Soon it attracted countless man-eating vultures, and in less than half a day, they were all turned into skeletons.

And this scene is not the only one.

Throughout the ancient East, countless human tribes were being slaughtered and exterminated by demons at every moment, and their souls were then taken away by the demons.

There are even some cruel and bloodthirsty monsters that don't even let go of corpses and simply devour and eat them.

In just a few days, tens of billions of humans were killed.

The entire world was filled with blood, wailing, and raging cold winds.

(End of this chapter)