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Chapter 441 The grief of the brute force king

Along the way, Zhao Hao met many people and demons screaming and wailing, and also encountered some corpses.

Under the holy voice, we truly achieve equality for all beings. No matter whether you are a human or a demon, if you don’t have enough will, you will have to die.

What Zhao Hao encountered was more safe and sound human and demon races.

Don’t forget that the number of human and demons who entered the Heart Refining Sect exceeds 20,000. Only a small part of them cannot bear the Holy Spirit Refining Heart.

As humans who ascended to the second-level evolutionary world in the early days, there are more than two tricks for the people coming in today. Even if they become slaves, many people are still enduring and their willpower is not weak. Not to mention the demon clan, all the people who come in are psychic levels. Monsters from major ancient cities are carefully selected. Only a few monsters who run single gang cannot withstand the brainwashing of Shengyin because of their lack of foundation.

Perhaps because of the death of the rabbit and the fox, he saw with his own eyes that many people and demons died tragically. There was a rare battle in the small world. Zhao Hao encountered several monsters along the way, but none of them meant to attack him. Of course, another reason is that most people are accumulating their strength and will show their skills until the ruins of the Heavenly Demon are opened.

In this way, Zhao Hao picked up all the way for free and lived a very comfortable life.

On the third day, the holy sound changed again.

The sound was different every day, and it became stronger day by day.

The people and monsters who survived the previous two days gradually couldn't stand it. Some people roared like crazy, while others rolled in their heads and screamed.

Zhao Hao is still the same, there is nothing wrong with it, and he is so idle that he wanders around.

He discovered a secret. When the Holy Sound was injected into his brain, the Chaos Sutra in his body was very coquettish.

Zhao Hao simply gave up the operation of the Nine Heavens and directly operated the Chaos Sutra in the first chapter. An indescribable feeling surged into his heart. He seemed to have seen the biggest secret of this small world. The holy sound echoed in his ears seemed to be a seductive song: Come on, happy, indulge...

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In the holy city, the four giants of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance stood on the platform and stared at the Void Gate quietly.

The Void Gate in the square did not disappear, but produced subtle changes.

All people on earth can understand this change. The Void Gate has become a huge projection. The four giants of the demon clan can clearly see the movements and stills in the small world of Lianxin Sect as if they were watching a movie.

The pictures in the projection flash according to the area, reflecting the people and demons along the way like a carpet-like search.

On the third day of the opening of the Heart Refining Gate, many painful evolvers appeared in the void projection, and some people were struggling to support them.

"Old fox, what bad idea did you come up with? These humans are useless and useless at all. They can't even get through the third day. Who can expect them to persevere until the fifth day?" King Brutality complained angrily: "I said earlier that humans are not worthy of coming to the Holy City at all. This is a defilement of the holy land!"

"Stinky bear, when will you change your impatient attitude?" King Dapeng used to sing the opposite tune, and then gave a reason: "Don't underestimate the human race. Don't forget that the human race has a heavenly king, and he is destined to deal with the disaster with the Mirage Emperor."

The King of Brutal Power was furious when he heard this: "When did you think so much about human race? If I remember correctly, you are the one who treats humans as slaves first? There are more than 200 human slaves in your royal city. I, the old fox and the little peacock, have not as many slaves under your command as you."

"This is not a question of whether you can afford it. The facts are in front of you. Human beings are not as incompetent as you said." King Dapeng looked like lightning, and he pointed to the void and cast it: "Look at the Canglong, he was unharmed, his face was as normal as he did, and it would be no problem to persevere until the fifth day. And Ye Shuang, who is worthy of being the son-in-law of our demon clan, was humming songs while walking, and was not affected by the holy voice at all."

At this moment, a picture that is not suitable for children appears in the void projection.

A young banshee in color and a majestic human man were doing something shameless.

The hem of the colorful banshee's skirt was lifted up and lying on a big tree in a factory shape. The man behind him was striking violently.

The banshee in the colorful clothes seemed both excited and struggling, moaning: "Brother Batian, don't do this, my father will see it..."

When he heard this, the man named Batian became even more excited and said arrogantly: "Sisi, let your father see enough!"

The indescribable scenes and dialogues of the two were clearly transmitted from the void projection.

"Heavenly killed, ahhhhhhhh, I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill this human!"

The King of Brutal Power screamed in anger, and his body emitted a terrifying murderous aura.

Because, the colorful banshee named Sisi was his favorite little daughter.

The poor Brutal Power King saw his beloved daughter being circled and crossed by a human being, leaving a shadow in his heart.

"Hahahahaha!" King Dapeng laughed, gloating indescribable: "Old Xiong, I really can't tell. Your Sisi is more open than you, and you are already getting along with humans. What's that person's name? I remember he seems to be the teacher you hired for Sisi, calling himself Zou Batian by the Daming Lake?"

"Old Xiong, I have reminded you a long time ago. Don't find a human man to be a teacher for the little princess. Unfortunately, you didn't listen and even swear that your Sisi looked down on the weak human." The Peacock King followed and a knife, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on his cold face.

"Shut up, shut up!" The King of Brutality was so angry that he was furious that he said murderously: "It makes no sense to say these things. That Zou Batian is already a dead person! Even if he walks out of the ruins of the Heavenly Demon alive, I will make him a dead person!"

"Old bear, it's been more than a thousand years, and your mind still won't turn." King Dapeng said gloatingly: "That Zou Batian obviously knows that he can't get out of the ruins of the Heavenly Demon. He is a dead person. It's better to sleep with your daughter first. In the words of the human race, this is called death under the peony flowers, and being a ghost is romantic."

"Enough!" The King of Brutality lost his mind in anger: "Die vulture, if you get involved in this matter, I will never stop you!"

"Two, no matter how much you joke, don't hurt your kindness." The Silver Fox King spoke: "You take a closer look at the man in blue. Is it a bit weird?"

At this time, the projected image had already been adjusted by Zou Batian and the colorful banshee, and spread thousands of miles away. A man in green boots appeared in the image, happily picking up spiritual weapons and corpses for free.

The eagle-like eyes of King Dapeng swept across the void projection, and his expression became a little solemn: "There are only a handful of humans with space spiritual weapons. Not only does the human beings have space spiritual weapons to store various things, but they seem to be unaffected by the holy sound at all. Who is this person's origin?"
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