"In order to refine the supreme artifact and prove the truth, the human emperor Ku did not hesitate to sacrifice countless powerful people from the ancient human race."

Ling Tian clasped his hands, shook his head and sighed.

"Father, there is still a breath down here."

Shen Xiaoyao suddenly said.

Sure enough, as soon as his voice fell, a buzzing sound came from the ground.

"Yes, the Human Emperor is a tyrant. The decline of the Third God Realm and the demise of the ancient human race are all because of him!"

A third voice actually appeared in this space!

And even Shen Xiaoyao only sensed his aura at that moment.

"Ling Tian, ​​the ancient human race god of war, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

But Ling Tian seemed to have known it for a long time, and suddenly he slightly cupped his hand.

It is obviously not an ordinary existence that Ling Tiandu pays so much attention to.

Sure enough, the desert beneath the Human Emperor's Cauldron rose up.

Two huge arms, dragging a headless body, slowly stood up.
Chapter completed!