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Only after Qin Zhe sensed their approaching breaths, hundreds of celestial beings with wings and wings came together.

Seeing the female celestial beings at first glance, all the celestial beings present showed respectful expressions, ignored Qin Zhe and formed a square formation, then fell to their knees.

"See Emperor Zun."

What they spit out are all strange syllables.

But whether it was on purpose or not, Qin Zhe could understand the syllables.

Seeing that the celestial beings called the female celestial beings Emperor Zhe, Qin Zhe couldn't help but look at the female celestial beings more.

This woman is really the Emperor Chonghuang of the God Dynasty?

The female celestial beings did not respond to the greetings from the celestial beings, but were just thinking about something.

Seeing this, the Heavenly Man bowed his head, maintaining a kneeling posture.

Faced with such a situation, Qin Zhe was a little embarrassed to be honest.

He has no wings, standing here is already outstanding.

All the heavenly beings knelt down to the ground, which made him look very dazzling.

At this moment, the female celestial being raised her eyes.

"You, can you represent the current human race?"

Chapter 692 A Kingly and Wise Tyrant

Representing the human race?

Qin Zhe frowned.

Why does the Emperor Chong Huang not intend to embarrass himself?

Even, she didn't show any malice, and she didn't seem to have the intention of embarrassing the world.

Just as Qin Zhe was startled, a discordant voice rang out among the heavenly beings present.

"Human ants! Why don't you answer the emperor's questions quickly?"

Before he could finish speaking, even before Qin Zhe turned his head to see who was calling, the latter's voice suddenly turned into a miserable howl.

Immediately afterwards, under Qin Zhe's astonished gaze, the blood in the crowd suddenly appeared, and three celestial beings turned into a cloud of blood and exploded.

The accident came so suddenly that Qin Zhe couldn't help but stare in shock.

The eighth-order celestial being died just like that?

And three of them died at once?

Looking at the gods and humans kneeling on the ground, as if it was commonplace, they did not move a muscle, and even the three unlucky ghosts who were closer let blood drench themselves all over, Qin Zhe turned his head to look at Emperor Chonghuang in amazement.

How did she kill her?

And why did you kill these three people?

Meeting Qin Zhe's suspicious gaze, Emperor Chonghuang spoke calmly.

"The era of our celestial beings is in the past tense. Now that the human race is in power, the celestial beings will not conflict with the human race."

After speaking, she paused and continued.

"I just killed these three people, and after waking up, there were signs of contact with the human race and signs of harm. This is punishment, and it is also my sincerity to make good friends with the human race."

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Qin Zhe was speechless.

God TM sincerity!

Instantly killing three eighth-order celestial beings, are you sure it's not a threat?

Are heaven and humans so worthless?

So far, Qin Zhe has come into contact with many ancient existences.

The biggest commonality of these existences is "sparse population".

You Ling, represented by You Lian, fell asleep with millions of people as dead bones, and only more than 400 little ghosts woke up.

Although there are many demon spirits in the secret realm of the shrine, they are actually worse than wandering spirits.

Hundreds of millions of demon spirits have become neither human nor ghost, spirit bodies with no clear consciousness, and they can no longer even be called intelligent races.

After all, prisoner dragon is the only one in the demon spirit clan capable of communicating with people.

He is the only one with clear consciousness.

The limited number of sixth-order demon spirits can only barely be regarded as autonomous consciousness, without the ability to think and only have the instinct to protect the shrine.

Putting it on the side of heavenly beings, one guy can wake up thousands of heavenly beings.

This number sounds scary.

But for a racial civilization, where is thousands of people enough?

Emperor Chonghuang killed the three heavenly beings on the spot without even batting an eyelid, calling it the "sincerity" of making good friends with the human race in the present world.

Qin Zhe did not agree with this.

At the same time, he also realized that Emperor Chonghuang looked glamorous and unparalleled, but he was actually a complete tyrant.

If Emperor Chonghuang was not a tyrant, how could it be common for other heavenly beings to see their companions die tragically?

A tyrant who is so powerful that he can instantly kill an eighth-level powerhouse. Is the "sincerity" she said about making good friends with the human race in this world believable?

As if knowing what Qin Zhe was thinking, Emperor Chonghuang spoke again flatly.

"You don't have to have too many scruples about me. I am the Celestial Emperor, and I have the obligation to ensure the continuation of the race. Some of my Celestial Race have just awakened. It will take a long time to cultivate and recover, and to be in charge of the big world The human race has no meaning. Maybe the human race is weak today, but a racial civilization standing at the pinnacle of the times is by no means simple. Today's heavenly beings cannot afford too many losses."

After finishing speaking, Emperor Chonghuang's eyes flashed with shock, and said.

"More importantly, our celestial race woke up from a deep sleep, which means that the return of ancient times has begun. Although I don't know if other races have returned in this world, there will definitely be people who are older and stronger than the celestial race in the near future. The return of existence. In such a situation, how could I be so stupid as to fight against the human race who ruled the world?"

Such a standard and wise kingly speech made Qin Zhe couldn't help but look at Emperor Chonghuang more.

This woman is indeed the king of the gods who once stood at the pinnacle of the era.