Choose the tyrant route at the beginning and summon the heroic spirits from the heavens.

In ancient times, all the tribes in the Xuanling Continent coexisted.

The Terrans are just one of them, often plundered and oppressed by foreign races.

Until thousands of years, the Spirit Emperor ruled the Xuanling.

Several alien races that hated the human race were almost slaughtered, which laid the overall situation of Xuanling's respect for the human race.

In the Holy Land of the Blood God Mountain, the disciples in the sect are responsible for suppressing the ancient land of the Rakshasa clan.

They practice the path of blood, and they can drive the Rakshasa ghosts to fight for them.

In recent years, there have been several large-scale blood disasters on the mainland, and some Rakshasa creatures have escaped from their hometowns and ravaged the human cities.

Monks were sent on all sides to carry out the killings.

But each time, the bloodshed disappeared, and the Rakshasa corpse was gone.

The Blood God Mountain said that all the fleeing rakshasas had been killed or enslaved.

The forces of all parties hinder the face of the Holy Land, and it is not easy to pursue it too much.

Now it seems that the Blood God Mountain has long since changed hands.

On the surface, it is the disciples who enslave the Rakshasas, but in fact, the Rakshasa clan controls the former holy land, and every blood disaster is a period when the Rakshasas are upright and go out to eat.

The Rakshasa clan controlled a holy land, but it was hidden because it was afraid that the human race would concentrate its forces on leveling the Blood God Mountain.

And the Xuanling Emperor Dynasty changed dynasties, and the great turmoil period when the human race was seriously infighting, it was the time when the Rakshasa clan reappeared and seized the territory.

"Kill as much as you want! Today, this blood city full of corpses will be the starting point for my Rakshasa clan to regain domination of the continent!" "

The Rakshasa Divine Monarch's face was hideous and terrifying, like a demon, with dark green skin, armor, blood-red pupils, and fangs.

When he pulled out the bloody knife in his hand, he bit the neck of the Jing Demon Master, tearing half of his body apart and devouring his flesh and blood.

"Among the alien races, there was actually a strong god monarch with a soul through the netherworld!" King

Jin's expression was grim, and he shouted at Dugu Kui and the others: "Everyone, no matter how the human race fights among themselves, they can't let the alien race take advantage of it, and assist Your Majesty to behead him first!" "

If you want to kill a god monarch, I don't know how many gods will die, we can't do anything." The

faces of the Nine Secluded Palace Elders, Dugu Kui and the others changed, weighing the pros and cons, and they all chose to turn a blind eye to the Rakshasa Divine Monarch.

It is not allowed to grow in the alien race.

But now the situation is special, even if they are willing to stop and join forces to deal with the Rakshasa Divine Monarch.

If they survived by luck, will the Spirit Emperor let them go?

For the crime of rebellion, the family and forces behind them will be implicated.

Instead of waiting to be liquidated, it is better to watch the Rakshasa clan kill the emperor, and they can still seek a glimmer of life.

Even if the Imperial Polar Domain and the Xuanling Emperor Dynasty in the center of the continent were occupied by aliens, they still had a way to retreat to the other two imperial dynasties.

"A group of short-sighted people!" King

Jin disdained, stopped with the Xuanwu Demon Emperor, looked at Xia Xuan, and said flatteringly:

"Your Majesty is magnanimous, if we get lost at this time and fight the Rakshasa Divine Monarch together, Your Majesty should be lenient on us afterwards, right?"

The others looked at King Jin with shame.

But there are some expectations that the Spirit Emperor can come down.

By now, they have understood that it is almost impossible to succeed again, and even the hope of escaping alive is very slim.

At this time, if the Spirit Emperor spoke, he forgave their crimes.

I will never regret it again.

"A group of rabble, if you dare to come here, this seat will kill you first, and then let my Rakshasa army and bloodbath your homeland!" "

The Rakshasa Divine Monarch's gaze swept over those wavering rebels, and he threatened viciously.

"Your Majesty!" King Jin's eyes were vaguely expectant.

As soon as His Majesty's words come out, the situation of the battle can be changed immediately!

"Rebels, don't stay, Rakshasa wild dogs, all punished!" Xia

Xuan said coldly, like the sound of a bell, shaking everyone's hearts.

He was not desperate enough to deal with the situation with the help of the rebels.

When the words fell, Dugukui and the others turned pale, wanting to break through.

The attitude of the Spirit Emperor has shown that no matter what he says today, it is impossible to let them go.

"Hahahaha, you human race really have a set of internal fighting!" "The

Rakshasa Divine Monarch laughed, raised the killing knife, the blood pupils were strange, and he stared at Xia Xuan with some eagerness, "I don't know...... How would it feel to personally slaughter His Majesty the Spirit Emperor, who was so crushed that the hundred clans couldn't lift it up and looked down on it for eternity?"

"Little ghosts, come out and leave a lifelong memory for the human race!" The

voice fell, and in the cracks of the void, the scene of the Blood God Mountain millions of miles away was reflected.

The disciples of the Holy Land were shaped like withered trees one by one, and the Rakshasa ghosts flew out of the blood pool created by the Blood God Mountain, and let out a continuous stream of strange screams and screams, passing through the void cracks, and descending here.

It gnawed at the mountains of princely corpses piled up below, and continued to spread to other places outside the city.

"Poor Qi Army, follow Your Majesty's order, kill the wild dogs of the Rakshasa clan!" "Gluttonous Army, follow Your Majesty's order, kill the remnants of the Rakshasa clan!" Bai

Qi stepped on the poor Qi Ancestor, and led 400,000 poor Qi

troops reformed from Qin Jia to kill from the sea of corpses and blood of the princely elite army.

400,000 Qiqi spread their wings, covering the sky and the sun, like a huge black wall, and began to surround the Fengshen platform.

The gluttonous army led by Xiang Yu was the same, the gluttonous demon beasts that were suppressed by the law and could not fly, with the help of special battle flags and military momentum, rose into the void and defended one side, and let out a violent roar at the Rakshasa ghosts who flew out.

Below, millions of princely elite troops collapsed and sank into the sand.

The cavalry battalion and the white-robed army were responsible for counting the battlefield and exterminating the last remnants.

At the same time as the two armies descended, the army of the glacier royal clan was shaken, and in the array, the thirteen generals of the underworld clan were like demon gods, unstoppable, killing wildly, and had slaughtered the vanguard army.

If at this time, the Poor Qi Army and the Gluttonous Army are all pressed and attacked internally and externally, I am afraid that it will not take a moment to completely annihilate this Glacier Royal Army.

"Kill!"

the army blocked the void, and the rakshasas fell into a frenzy, desperate to meet the front of the army, trying to fight their way out of the encirclement.

Chaos broke out.

King Jin was frightened, and hurriedly shouted: "This king is not pretending, I am a pawn of His Majesty to enter the rebel party, all the beasts that protect the country, please follow this king to kill the traitor!"

He was afraid that he would not be exposed to the unjust death in the hands of the strong man under His Majesty's command, so he simply revealed his identity and dealt with those rebels with the Xuanwu Demon God.

"Hehe, Spirit Emperor, bestow the head!" The

Rakshasa Divine Monarch's blood pupils stared at Xia Xuan, as if he was indifferent to everything around him.

These people are all working for the Spirit Emperor, as long as the Spirit Emperor dies, let him swallow the luck of the Terran Emperor Dynasty and become the Emperor of the Rakshasa Clan, no matter how many people come, he will not be enough to kill.

The

blood-colored knife shone brightly, slashing through the void.

The Divine Monarch slashes and manifests itself if it is impossible, but it contains a deadly killing machine.

"Boom!" The

turquoise divine light bloomed, and the blood-colored sword light had just flown out not far before it exploded.

A majestic figure that was as tall as a pine and whose breath was like an abyss and like the sea suddenly blocked in front of the Rakshasa Divine Monarch.

His expression was grim, his eyes were slightly cold, and his face was half covered