"Ancient gods, you scum of this era should have been eliminated long ago."

The majestic figure of the Human Emperor appeared, like a great sun, completely clearing away the darkness in the sky.

"Humanity will never surrender."

"Ancient gods, humans? They will never be defeated."

"You guys who have withdrawn from the stage of history? It's really ridiculous that you still want to appear on the stage again."

After the Human Emperor, the gods in Qixia Mountain also continued to appear, in stark contrast to the ancient gods.

God of Night: Hehe, I am just the background board.

The God of Space moved his body, wanting to use force directly to knock the Human Emperor into dust.

At this moment, force is the easiest way to break the situation.

Besides, who among the gods of the human race can be the enemy of the God of Space? Basically none.

The Human Emperor's strength is very strong. With the help of the entire human race's cultivation, it is only the realm of the peak gods. Compared with the Ancestral Dragon, it is still far behind. And the Ancestral Dragon is trembling in front of the God of Space.

Begging for life.

This is the difference.

The title of God of Space, one of the nine kings, is not obtained randomly.

The Human Emperor felt the blow and had not yet landed it. His chest felt tight and he felt like vomiting blood.

This makes the Emperor depressed to death. Is the gap between him and the God of Space so big? Isn't this nonsense? If he is beaten to dust in public? Where will the human race put their face?

No, this is absolutely not possible.

The Human Emperor immediately used all his equipment to resist the attack, but failed in the end.

Poof, the Human Emperor was immediately knocked off the dust and fell on Qixia Mountain like a meteor, forming a huge hole.

This blow would completely trample the pride of mankind to the ground, making the entire human race no longer dare to open its eyes.

This is the terror of the God of Space.

"The Human Emperor of the human race? Oh, I feel like a pathetic person."

The God of Space gave such an evaluation.

This blow seemed to have drained all the energy and energy from the bodies of the gods in Qixia Mountain, causing their faces to change from the excitement at the beginning, fighting against the same enemy, and fearlessness of death, to the evasive and frightened look in their eyes now.

numbness.

To put it simply, these human gods are afraid and don’t seem to dare to fight anymore.

The God of Space was very satisfied with the effect of his blow.

However, the Human Emperor swayed with his broken body and flew to the God of Space again. The next second, the eyes of these human gods once again burned with blazing flames. Humans? Is it possible that they have to kneel down again? They want to die.

He must also die standing.

But there are some among them who really want to rebel.

The spirit of the Emperor is upright and the will of the Emperor is indelible.

"The human race is unyielding."

"oh?"

The God of Space took action again, and the Human Emperor suddenly fell towards the Qixia Mountain below like a rag bag.

This time, the Prophet God made branches to intercept the Human Emperor, but who knew that he and he also suffered heavy losses.

A hint of ridicule appeared on the corner of the Space God's mouth.

The prophet god? A mere mid-level god? He dared to block his harm. He really overestimated his capabilities.

After a long time, the Human Emperor and the Prophet God supported each other and returned to the dome. Their eyes looking at the God of Space were full of hatred, but they also calmed down slightly.

To be honest, this war is not easy to fight. Perhaps, just relying on the God of Space can kill the entire human race of gods. But? This is obviously not what the Plague God wants to see.

The God of Space also understands this.

So? He would rather humiliate the Emperor than kill him.

If the Human Emperor dies, the God of Plague will definitely appear.

"God of space, what do you want?"

The Human Emperor breathed out slowly, trying to calm down his breath as much as possible, and then continued: "Don't talk about the battle of genocide? Let alone the God of Space, even if the Emperor of Heaven comes here, he dare not say that he can kill the genocide.

The human race is exterminated.”

The strongest one in the human race? No one else, but the Plague God.

The God of Space was stunned. The Human Emperor was right in saying this. The slogan shouted by the God of Space was to exterminate the entire race, but could he do it? It was definitely impossible.

"My ancient gods have revived and need an area as our territory. I think the three southeastern areas of the human race are good. They are suitable for our ancient gods to survive. If the human emperor wants to cede it? This battle is not inevitable."

"By the way, these human races in the three southeastern districts? You also have to stay with us. After all, our ancient gods are used to being pampered and pampered. If we don't have slaves to serve us, we are really not used to it."

The God of Space smiled and stated his conditions. The Human Emperor's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The three southeastern districts of the human race? This is the area with the largest number of human races and the most developed economy. It contributes almost 30% of the human race's GDP. This ancient god? I really dare to ask for it.

The most important thing is that these ancient gods actually want the population of the three southeastern districts. It is a dream, really a dream.

The population of the three southeastern districts is 1.5 billion. This is 1.5 billion people, not 1.5 billion chickens.

"Impossible, just a daydream." The Human Emperor decisively refused: "How about? I'd better summon the Lord Plague God and ask him to make a decision."

The Human Emperor was also scared. If the God of Space knocked him down again, the face of the human race would be lost.

"Since we can't reach an agreement, let's start a war. We, the ancient gods, are good at fighting. We, the ancient gods, will gradually get back these lost territories."

"Yes, you humans? You are really stingy. You are not willing to give me such a small amount of territory."

"No need to talk nonsense with them, just fight directly. The God of Space is so strong, what's the point?"

The ancient gods began to add fuel to the fire and encouraged the God of Space to start a war.

This is also a psychological tactic. To be honest, these human gods are really a bit scared.

"Jingsheng." The God of Space's eyes fell, and these ancient gods shut up one after another: "Human Emperor, this time I will give face to the Plague God, and I am willing to start a territorial battle with you under the witness of destiny, and divide the three southeastern districts into

The territory you and I are fighting for is limited to a thousand gods and 10,000 legendaries. Victory? My ancient gods occupy this territory. If we fail, you humans will give up this territory."

"As for the human race on the territory we have conquered, I will give you time to take them away. This is my maximum concession. If you still don't agree, the only way is to go to war."

After the God of Space finished speaking, he looked at the Human Emperor quietly.

The Emperor fell into silence.

This battle for territory, as the name suggests: with the three southeastern districts as bets, the ancient gods and the human gods start an arena competition. Every time the gods win a game, they will occupy a piece of territory. If they fail, they will still belong to the human race.

To be honest, this battle for territory is unfair, but it is also a helpless move.

Does the Emperor dare to disagree?

"We need to discuss."

"Okay, I'll give you a moment to burn incense."

The God of Space is a rare generosity.

After burning the incense, the human gods strengthened their confidence and looked at the Human Emperor.

The Human Emperor understood immediately, so he took a step forward. He roared, bit the tip of his tongue, spit out his heart's blood, and sketched the inscription of the avenue.

"Witness of destiny: The ancient gods and our human race start a battle for territory; we start a challenge arena competition, and the world learns from it."

This is a war, a war between humans and ancient gods.

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