"Our clan is no longer as weak as it was a long time ago. We can only multiply in numbers and provide blood food to all the heavens and worlds."

"Sooner or later, this world will come under the rule of our clan!"

Fengmai's eyes flashed with light, and he immediately responded: "That's right! Our clan has been dormant for countless years, and now the time has come. All the worlds and thousands of ethnic groups, even the immortals, cannot stop the rise of our clan!"

"I am waiting for this generation to be prepared to sacrifice at any time."

"As long as it can create the glory of our clan, even if we bleed out the blood of this generation, two generations, three generations... of our clan, there is nothing wrong with it!"

"Long live forever, my clan will eventually have descendants who will suppress all clans and command heaven and earth!"

Looking at the many excited human ancestors, Pei Ling had a thought in his mind and immediately reminded: "Seniors, Junior Fusang doesn't know very well, but Xunmu has a method that can change the speed of time."

"After it is used, it is very dangerous!"

"Even if our clan has all kinds of means, it will be difficult to fall behind when the time comes, but it will not be able to cause real harm to Xunmu..."

He had fought against Xunmu in Panya Realm in normal years.

However, Xunmu at that time was naturally incomparable with Xunmu who was still at his peak during the prehistoric period.

At that time, when he faced Xun Mu's [Great Sun Bo Yuan, According to My True Reality], he was forced into an extremely dangerous and desperate situation despite having the rules to deal with it.

Xun Mu, now at his peak, is definitely even more terrifying!

Anyway, without becoming an immortal, he definitely doesn’t want to face Xunmu now!

Hearing this, the "other mother" looked at Pei Ling very calmly and said in a gentle voice: "Fusang controls the sunrise, and Xunmu controls the sunset."

"Although these two sacred trees can both use magic related to time, after all, the magic they master is not time itself."

"To deal with Fusang, you have to wait until the day and the ten great suns have all risen. Even if it has the function of sunrise fairy, it will not be able to continue the sunrise."

"To deal with Xunmu, you have to wait for sunset."

"The ten great suns have already fallen into Yu Yuan, how can it set again?"

"As long as you pay attention to the time of action, what our clan has to deal with are the two sacred trees without immortality."

"However, before killing Fusang, you need to pay attention to killing the Nine-wheeled Sun first!"

"The ten sun lords are difficult to deal with."

"If they appear at the same time, they will cause unnecessary losses to our clan."

"If the plan goes well, we can leave an obedient Sun Lord for our clan's use."

"The remaining nine Lords of the Sun will be killed on the spot!"

"The laws of Venerable 'Chongming' are in great need of their corpses and souls."

"If those ten Great Sun Golden Crows don't obey, I will kill them all."

"Anyway, there must be one sun in the end...the Great Sun and the Golden Crow. The Venerable 'Chongming' said that the more the better, the more the better..."

Dealing with Fusang during the day...

Sunset versus Xunmu...

this……

Pei Ling said it casually, wanting to remind the human race to be careful when dealing with the two sacred trees, but he didn't expect the human race to have a very detailed plan by now!

Of course, this plan sounds much more difficult, but when it comes to actual operation, we still have to consider whether the battle can be ended in one day or one night; as well as the problem of Fuso and Xunmu joining forces; as well as the alien race, demon race and other foreign races

The question of immortal intervention...

In the Panya Realm of later generations, Fusang was beheaded, and the remains fell into the netherworld and turned into mulberry trees;

Definitely a success!

However, there is only one day left in ten days. It would be a pity if all the nine Lords of the Sun were killed by the human race...

Just as Pei Ling was thinking, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside.

The people in the room followed the sound and saw a Mahayana named Eighty-one Kalpa walking in with a large number of mortals.

There were a large number of mortals, but only a few entered the courtyard. Most of them lined up and stood on the street outside.

These mortals had obviously been taught this a long time ago. At this moment, they all lowered their eyes and did not look at any of the monks. Their eyes were firmly fixed on the ground in front of them, and a silent and determined atmosphere filled the air.

The Mahayana escorting them were already ready to go. All of them were dressed simply and neatly, and their weapons were placed in the most convenient positions. Although they were dressed differently, they had an elite temperament.

The "other mother" immediately looked at Fengmai and said, "Everyone has gathered, and the mission can start immediately."

Fengmai nodded, then looked at Pei Ling and asked, "The escort mission can begin. Can Fellow Daoist Pei go with us?"

Pei Ling said: "Thank you very much, senior. I will go with you as my junior."

Feng nodded and immediately turned to the "other mother". Before she could speak, the "other mother" said in a hoarse voice: "I have something else to do, so I can't stay here any longer."

"Just borrowing the passage from the Land of Chaos."

Fengmai said calmly: "In that case, all come with me."

He turned around and led everyone towards the inner room.

Just like last time, many human races entered the restricted corridor one after another and walked into the hall hidden deep underground.

Above Danqi, there is a high platform with blazing black fire, and in the cold forest, there are magnificent and complicated masks floating and sinking.

As soon as they stopped, all the people stopped and looked at the mask that was constantly exuding a cold and dark atmosphere.

Pei Ling focused his eyes on it and immediately recognized that it was a creature created in a dream!

This mask is not something from this world!

At this time, Fengmai said calmly: "Let's get started."

He raised his hand, and the black fire on the high platform swelled, and the mask was put into his hand.

The "half-mother" was the first to step forward, bowing her head slightly.

Pengmai raised the mask, reached into the hood, and put it on.

In the shadow under the hood, there was a sudden movement, and the next moment, countless white claws came out, and with a clicking sound, they clawed into the void full of resentment.

The "half-mother" walked aside, and his and Fengmai's eyes fell on Pei Ling at the same time.

Pei Ling did not hesitate, imitating the appearance of her "half-mother", strode forward and bowed her head slightly.

A second mask emerged from the black fire and was given to Fengmai.

Pengmai raised his hand and put it on for Pei Ling.

Pei Ling immediately felt an extremely cold breath melting into his body.

The next moment, he felt that the mask had disappeared, but the cold feeling lingered in his mind, making him feel excited.

Many Mahayana people seemed extremely skilled at the scene before them. Mother needed to urge and direct them, and stepped forward one by one, asking Fengmai to put on the masks for them.

Soon, all the races had countless tentacles, erect penises, claws... squirming and waving on their faces.

The cold, dark, chaotic and depraved atmosphere suddenly rises!

Fengmai glanced at the crowd and made sure that every human being had put on a mask. He nodded slightly: "Be careful on this trip and protect the mortals who are traveling with you!"

"I hope you all can come back as you wish!"

After saying this, without waiting for anyone to reply, he raised his hand and grabbed it. In an instant, black fire flourished, and a huge shadow enveloped the entire vast hall. All the light was swallowed up in an instant!

The darkness is like a surging tide, drowning the entire human race in an instant.

The next moment, the black fire receded, the light reappeared, and there was no other figure in the hall. Only Pengmai, whose breath was weak, sat down unsteadily, and resumed his running skills.

The traffic lamp burned quietly, and under the pure white firelight, everything was silent.

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A place of chaos.

The darkness beyond reach is as thick as substance.

Amidst the rustling sound of gravel, countless insects crawled like a continuous stream.

Suddenly, figures appeared on the Gobi desert without any warning.

Mortals without cultivation suddenly staggered around, but before they fell, the Mahayana people around them were already exerting their strength to hold them up.

The leader, a gray-robed Mahayana, spoke hoarsely and said briefly: "Let's go!"

Immediately he took the lead and walked in one direction.

The other human races, whether monks or mortals, remained silent and quickly moved to follow.

At the same time, Pei Ling also looked towards the direction of the team's march.

He had already sensed that the position of the chess piece corresponding to "Kong Meng" had changed and appeared very far in front of him!

In addition to "Kong Meng", the chess pieces corresponding to "Li Yi" are also in the same position!

The other chess pieces overlap and are located behind him...

This was not the first time he encountered a similar situation, and he immediately understood that this place was similar to the Netherworld, but a world of its own!
Chapter completed!