Fantasy: I lead hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers to rebuild the underworld

Emperor Zun can be reborn again after death, but their heirs, their family members obviously cannot.

Without Emperor Zun's care, in the void space, other heirs and relatives would obviously die.

Under such circumstances, naturally some emperors chose to leave the battlefield.

If the Dao Realm can be defended, of course it must be guarded.

Now that the Dao Realm clearly cannot be guarded, why should it be guarded?

Chen Qiye's cultivation base has been raised all the way to the third level of Emperor Zun.

But even with the powerful cultivation of Emperor Zun's third level, he can't change the current situation.

When the powerhouses of the Yuan Demon Clan came to crush them mightily, Chen Qiye could only lead the ten thousand clans in the Dao Realm to retreat continuously.

The defense line of the entire Dao world is shrinking crazily at this moment.

"It's over, it's over."

"It's over."

A monk looked at the flying boats in the sky and couldn't help but speak.

Although the powerhouses of all parties are moving the creatures to the rear to the greatest extent.

As long as the Dao Realm does not have the strength to resist the Yuan Demon Race, it will still be destroyed.

There is a good saying that the strong are bounded by the weak.

What this means is that when the strong act, the interests of the weak must be taken into consideration.

But this is just a good way to say, in fact, it is not the case at all.

When the general situation of the Yuan Demon Clan swept across, counting on this sentence to be rescued was no different from waiting for death.

Many creatures in the Dao world basically tried their best to save themselves, and finally moved towards the rear under the protection of the strong.

"Brother Xiao, are we going to die?"

On a spaceship, a woman looked at the man beside her and said.

"I do not know either."

"But if we can't live, we'll die together."

The man called Big Brother Xiao was full of bitterness in his heart.

No one wants to die if they can live.

But in the current situation, it should be difficult for them to survive.

Everywhere in the Dao world is in despair, and everyone has lost hope, even the strong ones in the Dao world are still fighting against the strong ones from the Yuan Demon Clan.

Chen Qiye's figure appeared above the void.

When many of them fled, they all saw the black-clothed figure holding a spear in the distance.

"Who is that senior?"

After seeing Chen Qiye, many monks asked curiously.

"That's Lord Chen Qiye from the Seven Nights Palace."

"Lord Chen Qiye is also said to be a very powerful emperor."

"During the previous battles, Lord Chen Qiye has already dealt with many Great Heavenly Emperors and Emperor Zun of the Yuan Demon Clan."

"It's just a pity that among the ten thousand races in the Dao world, strong men like Lord Chen Qiye are in the minority after all."

Chen Qiye is now very famous in the Dao world.

Many great heavenly emperors, even Emperor Zun, were beaten by the Yuan Mozu and ran around the world.

At this time, if there are monks from all races who can resist the primordial demon, they will naturally attract attention.

Of course there are such monks.

Emperor Huanglong, Emperor Qinghua, Emperor Shui Wuyi, Emperor Wanyan and more than a dozen powerful emperors are all monks like this.

However, Emperor Huanglong and the others are well-known veterans.

For a cutting-edge powerhouse like Chen Qiye, until now, it seems that Chen Qiye is the only one.

"Among the many seniors in the entire Taoist world."

"Up to now, there are only more than 20 seniors who have killed the emperor of the Yuan Demon Race."

"We're fucked……"

Although not reconciled, although desperate, this is the truth.

Desperation has spread among the crowd.

Facing an extremely terrifying enemy like the Yuan Demon Clan, it seemed that everyone could do nothing but despair.

"Are we really hopeless?"

In despair, of course there are monks looking for hope.

They really want to know if they have any hope of immortality.

They all cherish life, and they all want to live.

It's just that weak creatures don't have the right to live at all.

The incomparably huge Dao Realm is disappearing bit by bit under the engulfing of the three thousand imperial mausoleums of the Yuan Demon Clan.

At this time, Chen Qiye's cultivation has finally improved further.

The mighty river of sword energy has been refined by him to [-]%!

Of course, there is a price. Of his billions of incarnations, only the last one is left!

Outside the long river of sword qi, only his main body is still sitting cross-legged in this place, hurrying up to refine the long river of sword qi.

His last incarnation outside the body was to fight in the Dao Realm.

The Holy Land of Creation, the treasure that provided him with great help in the early morning, has completely fallen into silence.

Without a long period of time, it is obvious that this treasure cannot be restored to use.

"How to refine this last [-]%?"

Beyond the river of sword energy, Chen Qiye fell into deep thought.

His eyes showed deep exhaustion and doubts, even a little dazed.

Refining [-]% of the sword energy is not enough, you must go further!

Chapter 1611 Yuanmo kills, reinforcements arrive

"Om-"

After refining [-]% of the long river of sword energy, Chen Qiye's cultivation has been greatly improved.

His original cultivation level of Emperor Zun's third level realm has been skyrocketing now.

If it was a long time ago, one would have been able to do a lot of things with the cultivation base of Emperor Zun's third level.

Not anymore.

On a huge void airship, a map was placed in front of the Great Elder of the Dao League.

This map is also a treasure.

If an area is occupied by primordial demons, there will be flames burning above this area.

Now on this map, more than half of the area is already burning with flames.

"Grandpa, are we going to die?"

Beside the great elder of Daomeng, there are many children.

These children are all descendants of some core members of the Taoist League.

Most of the children's elders were basically killed in battle.

"No, don't worry, everyone."

The Great Elder looked at the group of little fellows around him, and said with a wry smile.

His injuries were too severe, and he was no longer able to continue fighting Yuanmo.

His current task is to enter the void space with these meritorious deeds.

Emperor Zun can open up the Taoist realm in the void space.

Even mortals can survive in the void as long as they are protected by Emperor Zun's power.

Opening up the Dao world and opening up the universe are two different things.

Even ants in the divine realm, as long as they know how to re-establish the formation of earth, water, wind and fire, they can open up a universe where the dao is weak.

Such a cosmic world is very fragile, and may not even have the slightest bit of spiritual energy, let alone immortal energy.

Creatures born in such a universe are worthy of sympathy.

Because even if they practice for a lifetime, they will not be able to achieve anything.

Not to mention Emperor Zun, God Realm, it is almost impossible to become a celestial immortal, or even a terrestrial immortal.

Emperor Zun's power is in nothingness, but he can open up the Dao Realm.

It's just that the dao world opened up by Emperor Zun may never be able to evolve into a dao world like the chaotic world.

When the great elder of the Dao League led many young children to flee towards nothingness, there were still many flying boats of the Dao League beside him.

These flying boats are basically all the meritorious postmen of the Dao League, as well as some young leaders.

Without a doubt, everyone is seriously injured now.

On the way to escape, even monks kept falling.

"Senior brother Qin, you have to hold on!"

"We can heal our injuries with peace of mind when we go to nothingness."

A female nun spoke in a heartbroken voice.

Senior brother Qin, who was held in her arms, had been shattered by Yuan Mo's Yuanshen, and had already fallen completely by now.

"Junior Sister Yi, it's over, everything is over."

"In the future, we will no longer have to fight with the primordial demon."

"Look, this is the Dao world we used to live in."

"Just take a look, it will disappear completely in the future."

A young man who looked like a demon was crying and laughing while hugging a woman, pointing to the Dao Realm and saying.

The body of the woman in his arms was already cold.

On the woman's heart, blood was still flowing slowly.

On the nine spaceships, weeping came and went.

Many monks are completely broken, they have done everything they can.

In the end, he still wanted to kill the thief, unable to turn back.

Even if you die well, you will definitely not be happy.

Death is really an easy thing.

What is really difficult is to endure the humiliation and leave it to the useful body to complete the things that must be done!

The former is certainly laudable, but the latter, we call such a person a hero.

The word hero carries a lot of weight, and he represents many things.

The hero may not be the most able to fight, but he is definitely the most tenacious and tenacious.

This is a group of people who lead all souls to look for light and hope in the boundless darkness.

No matter what the situation is, as long as they are there, the fire of hope will never be cut off.

They don't have armor, they don't have super serums, they don't grow wolf claws, they're not aliens afraid of some kind of stone.