“Are you threatening us??”

Granny Baihua's face immediately turned ugly, and a terrifying aura emanated from her body!

A strong aura also emanated from Ling Qianren's entire body!

"I've said what I need to say!"

"Once everyone is here, everything will be revealed!"

"If anyone disagrees, get out now!!"

Granny Baihua and Ling Qianren really focus on not pampering anyone and being strong to the end.

For a moment, many of the twelve-winged gods seemed to be shocked.

"Something's wrong! Something's wrong!"

"There's something wrong with you two!!"

At this moment, a twelve-winged god suddenly spoke like this, his tone full of doubt.

"If you really have captured the second generation's flesh and blood container, even if you really can't take it down for the time being, it's impossible for all of us to come here!"

"And the attitude you showed was too strong!"

“It’s as if, as if… you’re deliberately hiding something!!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the twelve-winged gods seemed to be awakened from their dreams.

Before, they were immersed in the temptation of great achievements, so they couldn't control their greed and rushed over regardless of everything.

Now, after calming down, when someone spoke, I immediately felt that something was wrong.

The performance of Granny Baihua and Ling Qianren was really weird.

"and!"

"When we left the Lost Land, the great Lord of the World did not grant us any ability to sense the power of the second generation flesh and blood container!"

"How could you two be so lucky to meet by chance? And you even give us a share of the profits?"

"conspiracy!"

"There must be a conspiracy here!"

Buzz buzz buzz!

The boiling waves of the Twelve-Winged Feathered God immediately spread out, sweeping across the sky. At least some of the Twelve-Winged Feathered Gods could not help but take action!

"Humph! No matter what you guys do, we won't accompany you!"

However, there were also some who did not take action, but were already completely impatient, and three of the twelve-winged gods had already decided to leave.

Seeing this, Granny Baihua and Ling Qianren's eyes flickered, as if they were about to do something!

But at this moment!

call out!

A powerful wave came across at a very fast speed and reached the Xuanxin area in an instant.

This scene immediately attracted everyone's attention and also caused the tense atmosphere to stagnate slightly.

"Old man Gu? You are finally here!" Ling Qianren's eyes suddenly lit up.

The one who had just arrived was the last Twelve-Winged Feathered God from the Lost Land.

"Ling Qianren! Where is the flesh and blood container? Where is it? I have come here from thousands of miles away. If you don't satisfy me, you know what I will do!" Old man Gu stopped and spoke in a low voice.

The arrival of Old Man Gu also made several Twelve-Winged Feathered Gods who were about to leave hold back their tempers.

"Ling Qianren! We are all here now! Everyone is here!"

"Where's the flesh container?"

There are twelve-winged gods roaring!

In an instant, all the twelve Winged Feathered Gods stared at Granny Baihua and Ling Qianren.

Once there is anything wrong, or any gain that makes them dissatisfied, they will definitely take action without hesitation.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

At this moment, Ling Qianren suddenly laughed out loud.

"I said, if everyone is complete, you will naturally be able to see it! Look down, isn't the flesh and blood container in the Xuanxin area?" Ling Qianren pointed to the Xuanxin area below.

All the twelve Winged Feather Gods immediately subconsciously looked towards the Xuanxin area below...

In the Xuanxin area that was riddled with holes and flowing with blood, a tall and slender young figure appeared at some point.

He just stood there, with his hands behind his back. No one knew when he appeared, and no one could even see him clearly.

This moment.

Ye Wuque's cold eyes also looked at all the twelve-winged gods in the starry sky.

"Fifty-two..."

"Not one less."

"very good."

Ye Wuque's indifferent voice fell, not loud, but clear enough for all the twelve-winged feathered gods to hear.

Some of the Twelve Winged Feathered Gods immediately realized that something was wrong!!

But at this moment, Ye Wuque had already moved.

A hand reached out.

Spread your five fingers wide!

With your palm facing downward, press down lightly.

boom!!

The entire starry sky seemed to dim, and the void in all directions was shaking!

All the twelve-winged feathered gods felt an indescribable fear and uneasiness in their hearts and trembled!

They subconsciously looked up into the void!

All I saw was a huge golden hand falling from the sky!

It covered the sky and the sun, beyond all measure. The mouth of the bag was empty and drowned out all light.

The surging power alone made all the Twelve-Winged Feathered Gods feel their scalps tingle and tremble!

They wanted to escape, but they couldn't even move!

"Ahhh! Ling Qianren! Granny Baihua! How dare you betray the great Lord of the World!"

"You actually joined the second generation??!!"

"You must not die well! You must not die well!"

"No!!"

"Great Lord of the World! Help!"

"I don't want to die!! No!! I don't want to die!"

…

When these twelve-winged gods from the Lost Land felt the arrival of an invincible force, they collapsed and screamed madly, in despair, begging for mercy!

But from Ye Wuque's perspective, he could seem to see the twelve-winged gods of the Lost Land looking high and mighty as they slaughtered countless creatures in various regions.

Now it's their turn. They are all useless and don't deserve to die!

Snap!!

The golden giant hand pressed down!

All fifty-two twelve-winged gods who came from various regions were covered by the golden hand.

Bang bang bang bang!

Endless blood mist exploded, dyeing the void red.

When the golden hand disappeared, only fifty-two blood-red fireworks remained in the void.

Under the order of the Lord of a generation of world, the fifty-five twelve-winged gods who descended from the Lost Land to the Erheyu and started a massacre were all killed!

Not one left!

Ye Wuque stood in the void, looking at the blood mist that was still floating, his eyes still cold.

“This is not the end.”

"It's just the beginning..."

He wants to kill until the world of Erheyu is clear and bright!

Where are we now?

Some of the most damned things aren’t dead yet!

Ye Wuque looked up to the sky, as if he saw somewhere even higher, and his eyes became increasingly cold.

With Ye Wuque's action, the temporary emergency in Erheyu has been resolved.

The killing in the fifty districts has stopped.

Ye Wuque's figure disappeared from the spot.

…

Ten days later.

Luotian District.

In the void, Ye Wuque's figure appeared silently and looked forward.

The Dark Palace is located in Luotian District.

But immediately, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed slightly when he looked towards Luotian District.

What was completely different from other regions was that the Luotian District in front of us was actually...

In perfect condition!

In other words, the killing seemed to have not yet spread to Luotian District.

Luotian District is still thriving, like a paradise.

Gradually, Ye Wuque's eyes became profound.

He took a step forward.

The whole person entered the Luotian area.

After counting the breaths.

He landed in front of a dense and boundless primeval jungle.

Through the primitive jungle, Ye Wuque saw the gate of the Dark Temple hidden deep in the forest.

Ancient, cold and quiet.

There is also an indescribable sense of deep darkness, as if it leads to hell, which makes people afraid.

But for Ye Wuque, this Dark Palace was no different from the corridor outside his home.

He just walked straight over with such a swagger.