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"It's refreshing..."

"The strength of the demons in this world is indeed much stronger than that in our world. With the nourishment of the gods and demons in this world, our strength may continue to soar, even if it is to rule the entire Taixu, it is not a problem!"

A group of demons sat cross-legged, quietly floating above the earth of the human world.

Xing Tian's body hardly spent too much time, and it was completely swept away by these demon ways, even if it was a piece of hair.

Using the bodies of gods or demons to strengthen their own bodies is a special cultivation method developed by the human race of the Earthburst.

Although in order to become stronger, they need to sacrifice a lot of flesh and blood, but for the absolute power they crave, no matter how many deaths and injuries the human race sacrifices, the amount of flesh and blood is not worth mentioning.

If someone resists, it will hit until they are unwilling to resist, or are unable to resist.

In this piece of emptiness, there are many people who are unscrupulous for their strength, and excessive sympathy will only make the race weaker and weaker.

As early as the moment they were ignored by the gods, they understood this truth, so they chose to devote themselves to learning, seizing the gods, and devouring the flesh and blood of the gods to complete the limited carrying capacity of the human body.

But whenever their strength reaches a certain bottleneck, or reaches a certain limit, and cannot continue to break through, they must absorb more flesh and soul to strengthen their skin, or devour the gods or demons.

This is the only way to prevent one's body from being unable to carry a large amount of divine power or other kinds of energies, resulting in stagnation of strength or being burst by powerful energy.

The Taoist runner crossed the demon roads, moved toward the position where Xing Tian had stayed one second before, reached out to grab the dark axe on the ground, and lifted the huge axe on the ground in the air.

Although the energy in the axe is almost exhausted, the terrifying speed of these energy surges all informs himself of the power of this divine tool.

"Xing Tianxue... this is a good thing!"

"Om!"

The Taoist runner mumbled a few words, and then suddenly threw the axe up, and patted the axe lightly. The whole axe suddenly buzzed, and the handle of the axe drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then it fell lightly on the axe. In the hands of the runner Taoist.

At the same time, a thick chaotic air suddenly appeared on the Taoist runner's arm, and the gloomy energy was like a haze or some dirty gauze, covering the Taoist runner's arm.

This dim chaotic aura continuously surged from the arm of the runner Taoist towards the Xingtian axe, feeling the aura of this giant axe constantly becoming stronger, and the energy gradually filled with it. Energetic, the thin old face of the Taoist runner gradually became ferocious.

A bit of pitch black and tiny teeth are like rows of rusted sharp knives. Although they look rusty and blunt, they have lost their sharpness when they were new, but they are still imminent and dangerous.

While the Taoist runner was still immersed in the joy of harvest, he felt a stronger demon energy coming from a distance.

The Taoist runner who was still playing with Xing Tian axe in his hand suddenly condensed all over, and his figure suddenly stopped in place.

His gaze also looked toward the south of his west side.

"There are guests again!"

"Everyone! Don't rush to digest, there are guests who need us to receive them!"

The Taoist runner's expression gradually changed from solemnity to joy. He knew that no matter the number or status of his subordinates, he currently had an absolute advantage for the time being.

Perhaps the individual strength of the comer is indeed slightly stronger than himself, but at this moment, their aura has a very obvious sense of exhaustion.

Then the Taoist Zhuan's thoughts moved, and a voice flew from the Taoist Zhuan's heart to the ears of Taoist Qitian and others.

"Guests are here, come and receive them quickly, there are a lot of people!"

Upon receiving this news, Taoist Qitian and Taoist Tingfeng who were walking toward the depths of the Demon World suddenly stagnated, and immediately a hand deep in the depths signaled the demon Taoists behind them to stop.

"Go back the same way! The accomplice of Xingtian is here!"

"It looks like we are destined to return home today!"

Qi Tian Dao Ren grinned at Ting Feng, patted Ting Feng Dao Ren's thin shoulders as if only a skeleton, and then let out a hoarse, weird smile.

Everyone immediately turned into a stream of light, and burst out from the depths of the demon world.

And the Taoist runner who was about to defend against the enemy suddenly sounded a reminder from the Qitian Taoist:

"Be careful, since there is Xing Tian here, it means that Chi You is very likely to exist, and Chi You's strength is much higher than Xing Tian."

"Don't mess around! I don't want to have too many casualties!"

The Taoist runner smiled blankly, and said silently in his heart: "It's okay, the breath is very weak, it seems that they have just experienced a big battle, but I don't know... These demons seem to be the end of the battle, why those people have to escape. ?"

"If I were them, I would just do nothing but kill these demons one by one, and devour them one by one, otherwise I am really sorry for these precious resources, these guys are really blessed in the blessing!"

"Stop talking nonsense! I'm here!" Listening to the Taoist runner who was thinking about it in his mind, the moment Qitian Taoist arrived, he suddenly slapped the old man on the back and slapped the Taoist runner. The thin figure staggered and almost fell to the ground.

At this time, in the eyes of all the demon roads present, several figures exuding billowing black air were gradually printed.

"Come! All cheer up!"

Qi Tian Taoist hurriedly yelled to everyone, and then one after another sacrificed their own weapons.

On the other side, the Gonggong Golden Crow two demon gods stood at the forefront of the team, followed by six other demon gods behind him.

"The breath is wrong... how come there are a group of people!"

Yin Lingzi mumbled a few words incomprehensibly, and at the same time suddenly looked at the person beside him in horror and shouted, "Xingtian's breath is gone!"

"Damn! Hurry up!" The co-worker at the front of the team suddenly yelled, and then the speed suddenly skyrocketed, suddenly tearing the ground into a huge trajectory, the vegetation, soil and rocks were repelled to the surroundings, and fierce demonic energy erupted under his feet. A ploughshare generally scrapes the earth into an unusually deep gully.

As Qitian Daoist and others entered the eyes of Gonggong and others, watching one of them, who was obviously a human or protoss, holding Xingtian's axe in his hand, Gonggong's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart beat wildly.

"Xingtian's mountain axe..." Gong Gong mumbled.

"Xing Tian was killed by these guys..."

Jin Wu rushed towards Qitian Daoist, and looked at Gonggong solemnly and said, "It doesn't seem to be Qin Feng's person."