"Kill them all?"

Han Dong glared, a little puzzled.

He sat in the light red void of the ancient palace. The atmosphere inside the palace was sad, pain, disappointment, and joy. The various forms of sentient beings in the world were presented one by one.

In the Void Palace above the hall, the Heavenly Lords sat down, and the Supreme Humans also sat down.

"yes."

"Kill all the things."

The weak aura of Hengmiao responded with a smile.

Han Dong looked at him: "Tell me what's specific."

"According to our plan, except for the human race who participate in the battle, the rest, whether they defect to Xing Zhouxiao, maintain neutrality, or join the Ming clan's Light clan, will die, and no one will be left." Hengmi Zhigao Gong bowed and asked for instructions: "If you have any instructions from the Great Heavenly Lord, please tell me."

Now.

Only half of the highest human race is left. Hengde Supreme is a well-deserved supreme leader, and he is responsible for the follow-up of the war.

"I just..."

Han Dong just thought that there was no need to kill all the neutral life clans, and there were too many people who defected to the Nether Clan and Light Clan. If they really killed them all, the entire universe would probably be bloody, which was a bit cruel and a bit cruel.

Although the strong are respected, the strong clan dominates the weak clan.

"only……"

These words came to my mouth and didn't say them. Han Dong waved his hand: "You decide, I don't understand these things, so let's just forget about the instructions."

As the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Human Race and as the unprecedented and powerful man, his casual words will affect the highest judgment of the human race and directly determine the great cause of the development of the entire human race.

He dared not speak easily, nor could he do this, he was too irresponsible.

This was vaguely understood when Han Dong was still the new generation of the eternal kings. Be careful in his words and actions, and don’t worry about anything you don’t understand.

Leave professional matters to professional people.

Whether a large number of extinct life races will interfere with the laws and affect the balance of the universe will naturally be calculated by the human race. As for the sinless and innocent people, how should they deal with them? From the standpoint of the human race, the supreme considerations are considered: Han Dong has figured out these things, so he will not say more, he has something more important.

At this time.

Hengmi Zhigao whispered: "The Great Heavenly Lord, the universe resources are very limited. In the past, the four major life races were divided equally. Now the Shenluo clan is destroyed, the Nether clan surrenders, and the Light clan should be fast. We only need three eras to monopolize the resources of the universe and starry sky, and the human race can always lead."

"The Supreme Tribe has four places in total."

"Now there is a vacancy, and no life tribe meets the standards for the time being, but no one can tell what happens in the future. It is best to be promoted by the human tribe to become the Supreme Tribe."

"In the past, the starry sky was governed by the four major life races, which were in opposition and checked and balanced each other. The situation was subtle and wars rarely broke out."

“It’s different now.”

"There is no need to divide and govern together."

After saying that, Hengmio Shigao lowered his head. In the past, he asked for instructions on the Great Heavenly Lord of Knife, but now he has changed, becoming the Great Heavenly Lord of Han Dong.

"well."

Han Dong waved his hand: "Let's not talk about these things for now. I personally think the catastrophe is not over yet."

Snap!

The glass of wine that ignited the flames hit the ground, making a crisp sound.

Drops of wine emitted endless fragrance. Huayan Datianzun put it away casually, his face was also restrained, and his eyes became solemn and cautious: "Is there any basis?"

Yongye Datianzun also turned his head, and there was still a look of sadness in the corners of his eyes.

"intuition."

Han Dong pursed his lips.

Intuition sounds a bit ridiculous, but it does not extinguish everyone's worries and sorrows. At the supreme level, there will be no illusion for no reason, not to mention that the Great Heavenly Lord has intuition, there must be a reason.

"What intuition?" Hua Yan asked quickly.

Sometimes, supreme intuition is even more accurate than objective information.

"It seems like there is a thorn in my heart, and there is no danger." Han Dong described.

Yongye frowned: "Go to Xingzhouxiao again?"

Chi Huang also suggested: "Otherwise, we might as well destroy all the Light Clan of the Nether Clan and clean up the entire starry sky. If there is any abnormality, it will naturally be exposed."

...

Han Dong dispersed everyone, sat in the void, holding his chin.

After a long time.

He drew a circle to form a dividing line to avoid disturbing anyone.

"Come out."

Han Dong opened his five fingers and spread his palm flat, and an invisible and colorless high-dimensional instrument was suspended on his left hand. It looked like a compass, a coordinate axis, and at the same time it was ever-changing, but it was always limited to a range of three meters in a radius, without any power.

Tick, Tick.

This high-dimensional instrument made a subtle sound, but when you listen carefully, it disappeared immediately.

"What the hell is it?"

Han Dong looked down at him.

This thing is indeed a four-dimensional structure, and I don’t know how the omniscient and omnipotent person sent it into the starry sky of the universe.

Little do they know that in recent years, the Shenluo tribe has been working hard to refine high-dimensional instruments and injecting supreme power. It can be said that they are forgetting to eat and sleep, working tirelessly, burning ointment and perseveringly, and even their words are pale and powerless, and they cannot describe their madness.

However, some things are hardworking but not enough to make up for the shortcomings. Using the supreme power to refine high-dimensional instruments is too slow. Until a few years ago, the Shenluo tribe suddenly discovered a magical energy that has never been seen before. It has never appeared since ancient times. Using it to refine high-dimensional instruments is tens of thousands of times the efficiency of the supreme power. They were immediately excited, but it was extremely difficult to extract this magical energy. They took the price of melting the law of fate and extracted this magical energy for sacrifices...

To put it bluntly.

It is the four-dimensional existence energy.

"Three minutes."

Han Dong injects the energy of existence, counts silently, and calculates the time.

As time comes, the unpredictable appearance of this high-dimensional instrument has finally taken shape. It is a small machine. It is like an information memory, elliptical and smooth, without any gaps, and there are also colorful light spots forming an infinite stream of light. The world surrounds the instrument, as if it is a self-forming world, separated from three dimensions.

This high-dimensional instrument stands on Han Dong's left hand.

"Well."

Han Dong poked his fingertips twice.

Buzz!

The outer light flow of the instrument suddenly changed, and two lines of writing condensed:

A simple blow;

A normal blow;

"?"

Han Dong was a little confused. This is a common word in the universe. Could it be the boot interface specially set by the third ancestor of the Shenluo clan outside? But it never expected that Shenluo would perish before the refining of this thing was completed.

And now, this thing belongs to Han Dong.

Han Dong held up the high-dimensional instrument with both hands, pondered for a while, and his consciousness was immersed in it. His face changed drastically, as if shocked, and then it was extremely gloomy.

"wrong!"

Han Dong had insight into the specific power of this high-dimensional instrument, and then referred to the catastrophe scene he saw in the waiting hall, facing the time coordinate system, and understood that Xing Zhouxiao was not the source of the catastrophe and did not meet the relevant characteristics.

"This instrument." Han Dong looked down at the elliptical machine with a scattered look: "Just a simple blow, it can instantly melt most of the human race's territory. The catastrophe we observe is first of all the ancient world, the fall of nine star regions, then the destruction of the territory, and finally the death of the human race's Heavenly Lord."

If the Shenluo tribe does not use this utensil, how could it be that in front of the human race, he would wipe out the ancient country, and run rampantly, sweeping across the entire territory?

If you use this tool—

With a simple blow, the territory evaporates, and the Heavenly Lord will die if he doesn't escape! A normal blow can even lock the Heavenly Lord!

"catastrophe……"

“It’s not over yet.”
Chapter completed!