"Who?" The three-headed dog shouted coldly, and the crimson breath surged, and his divine power swept around, igniting the nearby Daopao pattern ban.

"Sir." The three human races quickly grabbed the paws of the three-headed dog. No matter who the person who made a sound was, they could not afford to be attacked by anyone who could move in the fairyland passage.

"Get out, dare to stop the destruction of the clan of the prison and the destruction of the Holy Emperor, are you trying to destroy the clan?" The three-headed dog shouted coldly, and his six eyes glanced around, but no figure was found.

Two figures came side by side. Wherever they passed, the Taoist pattern subsided, and a vast divine power swept across. The terrifying divine power, the unique Taoist power, the three-headed dog crawled down directly, shaking around. The three human races rolled down and lay tightly on the ground, unable to move at all.

"Ancestor Dao?" The three-headed dog looked at the visitor in horror. He only made him crawl with his divine power. He was definitely the Ancestor Dao.

"Daozu?" The three human races were shocked and begged for mercy repeatedly: "Daozu is willing to spare your life. The small one is only to offer the human race. The human race is humble and is only worthy of surrender. I also ask Daozu to spare your life. We will offer the human race to respect Daozu afterwards."

"You really deserve to kill!" Shi Mengtong was trembling all over. What was they fighting hard outside for? Just for a little bit of vitality, just to sweep away the alien race, but these three people always wanted to contribute to the human race for the alien race to eat.

"Master Daozu, please spare me, please spare me." The three human races hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Raise your head, I will let you die with your head raised." He Fan said indifferently: "Let me see if you still have the last trace of courage."

"Master Daozu, we don't want to die. As long as Daozu speaks, we are willing to contribute hundreds of people, no, thousands of people, for the adults to enjoy." The three of them said in panic.

"Master Daozu, our Holy Emperor, the slave of the Holy Emperor, the slave of the Holy Clan, you cannot kill us." The three-headed dog's face darkened and moved out of the backer of the Holy Heaven.

"Oh." Youyou sighed, He Fan slowly stepped forward, squatted down, and pinched a person's chin: "It's so difficult to make you look up?"

"Chef...Cook God?" The person who was pinched his chin and forced his head to look up at him in horror. His body trembled like a sieve chaff, his limbs twitched, and his eyes rolled, and he fainted.

"Chef...Chef...Cook God?" The other two looked up at the familiar and unfamiliar face, and a feeling of horror swept across their hearts: "Are you dead?"

Familiar, this face is very familiar because they often see portraits and photos in the human race, and it is because they saw He Fan with their own eyes for the first time.

"Are you looking forward to God's death?" He Fan stood up and looked at them expressionlessly.

"Cook God, misunderstanding, we are human race, we are all forced by others, yes, we are all forced." The two of them quickly defended: "We don't want to do anything, we are all forced by others."

"Who is forced?" He Fan said indifferently.

"The dragon clan felt that the pressure was too great and asked us to contribute to the human clan to relieve the pressure." The two kept kowtowing: "The chef god, they are all dragon clans, we misread the dragon..."

"Fart!" Shi Mengtong was furious, pointed at the three of them, and said angrily: "How could my human race have such despicable people as you? The dragon race has protected my human race for many years. It's just that you don't know how to repay kindness, how dare you slander it like this?"

The two of them were trembling, but they were still muttering: "It's all the dragon clan. In the time of Heaven, our ancestors gave the dragon clan so much benefits. After the fall of the Ancestral Dragon, if it weren't for our human clan, they would have been destroyed long ago, but now they locked us in a small world..."

"Enough!" He Fan interrupted coldly and said coldly: "Tell me where the corpse tribe is."

"Cook God..."

"Give you some breath." He Fan said angrily.

"In the distance, the corpse tribe is hidden there. Only a small number of the corpse tribes are moving around the world and coming and going to the human tribe." The two were startled and quickly told the whereabouts of the corpse tribe.

"Kill it." After getting the information, He Fan waved his hand.

"God of Chef, you can't kill me. If I die, the Holy Emperor will never let you go." The three-headed dog threatened without any power.

"Don't worry, God promises you to ensure that you go in a neat way, a lot of them!" He Fan sneered, and the divine power poured into the three-headed dog's body, and the aroma of flesh filled out.

Puff

Three guns pierced through the three people. Shi Mengtong fumbled through the three people and found two magical medicines, both of which were at the level of Taoism, and they should be their harvest.

He Fan swallowed the three-headed dog, the genetic data was +0.7, and the genetic data reached 77.6%.

"Let's go, go to the corpse tribe for a while." He Fan waved his hand, and the three corpses turned into light and dissipated on the ancient road.

Shi Mengtong put away his spear and went with him to the stars where the corpse tribe is located.

In a star, the corpse was overwhelming, and the turbid corpse water river was disgusting. A group of corpse tribes were soaked in the corpse river, with a cup broken in their hands, which contained bright red blood.

"Class leader, after this time, the human race will be loyal to the prison and extermination of the clan will definitely help the clan leader, be promoted to Daochu, and even return to the prison and extermination of the clan." A corpse tribe held a cup and said respectfully: "With the blood of this human race, respect the clan leader with a cup."

"With this human race's blood, I respect the clan leader, thank the clan leader for leading us to return to prison and exterminate the clan." The other corpse tribes stood up one after another, respecting the blood.

"Haha, I'll be returning to the prison to destroy the clan. Lord Zhufan has notified me that not only will I go back, but the entire corpse clan will go back." The golden zombie laughed and said, "When the Heavenly Court is rebuilt and the major event is completed, we are all great heroes, and the Holy Emperor and the Great Heavenly Lord will reward us."

"It's all led by the patriarch." The corpse tribes compliments and kept flattering.

"The three of them come back later and ask them to send another group of human races, so that we can't finish drinking blood." The golden zombie smiled.

"The clan leader is wise." The corpse tribes were overjoyed: "The blood of this human tribe is the sweetest, far from comparable to the blood of other tribes."

"That's of course, after all, the first tribe used to be." The golden zombie drank a glass intoxicatedly.

"Old zombie, do you still remember this god?" Two figures fell from the sky, their breath was restrained, and they fell on the river of corpses, and their eyes were fixed on the golden zombies.

"He Fan of the chef? You are not dead?" The golden zombie's face changed drastically, and her body was in shock and took several steps back in the corpse river.

"It seems that I still remember God. This is He Jiawu. Don't ask God to taste it?" He Fan said coldly.

"Cook God, this is all given to our clan by the human race, and it is not our clan’s tricks to take advantage of it." The golden zombie calmed down: "This place is near the fairy pathway, and all the ten clans are active here. If you dare to do something random, aren’t you afraid that the Taoist ancestor will come to you again?"

"What's wrong with the Ice and Snow Clan and the Divine Crocodile Clan?" He Fan said lightly.

"Those two clans..." The golden zombie opened his mouth and couldn't continue to say it for a moment. Something happened to those two clans, and he did it!

"God of Chef, this place is the territory of the corpse tribe. If you dare to be arrogant, the prison and extermination of the genocide will never let you go, and all human tribes will be wiped out." The other corpse tribes stood up one after another and threatened coldly.

"I have given you a chance, I don't know how to cherish it!" He Fan snorted coldly, his five fingers zigzag, and the five-colored divine light covered the sky, the river of corpse, and the sea of ​​corpse dissipated quickly.
Chapter completed!