The Sacred Gate

C1161 greedy humanity



C1161 greedy humanity

Chen Mo then said to the two hundred thousand cultivators below: "Clean the battlefield, the unconscious Human Cultivators, the dead Human Cultivators, the unconscious Black Tribe white race, and the dead Black Tribe white race, split into four groups. At the same time, gather all the Magical Items and storage bag here! "    

    

"Yes sir!"    

    

"Yes." The 200,000 cultivators assented, then immediately began to clean up the battlefield.    

    

Even Wanyan Ruoxue, Yang Xiaohan and the others went down to help.    

    

The Snow Silkworm and Feng Youxue accompanied Chen Mo.    

    

Even now, they were still unable to calm down.    

    

This was the first battle they had fought in so many years.    

    

This sort of feeling, this sort of feeling, was something that only they could feel.    

    

"Young master, what are your plans after this battle?"    

    

The Snow Worm looked at Chen Mo and asked with a smile.    

    

Chen Mo took out body cleansing, he first had to clean off all the blood on their bodies, then laughed and said: "We will have to think about it in the long term, I can only become stronger this time, next time I have such a terrifying fighting strength, I will have to wait for a year!"    

    

"But I believe that if I don't use that for a year, I can definitely raise my full level to its bottleneck!"    

    

"Let's go back and discuss this after we've settled the crime scene!"    

    

Chen Mo knew that his fighting strength was gone, so he continued to lead the battle between Human Clan and himself.    

    

However, the White Dragon Society did not know that he would be strong for only two hours.    

    

The white race's Black Clan, after this failure, would definitely not dare to act rashly.    

    

The situation of the Human Clan, Black Tribe and the white race standing at the center of all ten realms had already been formed.    

    

At present, there was only one thing left, and that was to save the countless Human Cultivators s who were being enslaved by the White Dragon Society.    

    

After this matter was over, it would be time to recover and quickly increase his strength.    

    

There must be a huge battle between the Human Clan and the Black Tribe of white race!    

    

Absolutely.    

    

In an hour, all the corpses were separated.    

    

There were still more than five thousand heavily injured and unconscious Human Cultivators s. Chen Mo distributed a large number of pill s to the severely injured and unconscious cultivators to them to recuperate.    

    

The Human Cultivators had lost over 1.2 million people.    

    

From this, it could be seen that other than the one hundred thousand that had been captured, the number of Human Cultivators s who had joined the battle later on numbered around three hundred thousand.    

    

Looking at those piles of Human Cultivators's bodies, Chen Mo felt his heart ache.    

    

More than a million, and those were at least at the ninety-first level of War God.    

    

If they did not die, how many cultivators' lives would be saved in the future on the 18 continents of the Nine Regions?    

    

But he could only feel heartache.    

    

In this battle between Human Clan and herself, she had to fight. She had to bleed.    

    

Otherwise, the Human Cultivators would always be suppressed by the White Dragon Society, and could bully as he pleased.    

    

Chen Mo looked at the cultivators of Black Dragon Society again. There were a total of fifty thousand people who passed out, and half of them were Human Cultivators.    

    

However, those Human Cultivators s were all working for the White Dragon Society to deal with their own compatriots.    

    

Looking back at the dead cultivators of White Dragon Society, Chen Mo was shocked yet again.    

    

One million and two hundred thousand Human Clan s died. Only over eight hundred thousand Black Tribe white race s died, and one third of them were Human Cultivators s.    

    

Chen Mo and the others had killed thousands and thousands of white race Black Clan cultivators.    

    

However, more Human Clan died.    

    

Chen Mo understood after thinking about it, the total strength of the Human Clan's rogue cultivator was still not as good as that of the White Dragon Society's.    

    

To exchange his life for the lives of one million and two hundred thousand Black Tribe white race cultivators in exchange for the final victory was already something to be proud of.    

    

Furthermore, the cultivators who died in White Dragon Society were all very strong, with the most high level War God. There were also quite a few bottlenecks in their full level and full level, so low level War God were basically non-existent.    

    

If they didn't want the Human Clan, low-level War God, all of them would die.    

    

A cultivator cupped his fists and respectfully said, "President, what do we do about the injured and unconscious cultivators of the white race's underworld? Kill or save? "    

    

Chen Mo's gaze slightly contracted as his words became a bit colder. "There's no need to waste your strength to save them, it's not worth it. All of them shall be beheaded as a tribute to the compatriots of my Human Clan who have fallen in this battle!"    

    

"Alright!"    

    

Countless Human Cultivators responded and raised their swords to behead all the heavily injured and unconscious cultivators.    

    

They also did not want to let go of these White Dragon Society cultivators.    

    

The 1.2 million death toll of the Human Clan was not a joke.    

    

A blood debt must be repaid with blood.    

    

Over fifty thousand severely injured and unconscious White Dragon Society cultivators were all killed.    

    

All the storage bag were gathered like a small mountain.    

    

All sorts of Magical Items were piled up into a mountain.    

    

Chen Mo stored all of the storage bag into the Sacred Gate, and even those that were still usable, he stored them all into the Sacred Gate.    

    

These Magical Items, were all Tenth Level snow-white sword.    

    

Adding up more than two million of them, in a little while, on the eighteen continents of the Nine Regions, the distribution would be equivalent to a huge amount of resources.    

    

After Chen Mo distributed the two hundred Colorful Jade Sword, in the end, there were no more than twenty-five of them.    

    

which meant that they should have collected 175 Colorful Jade Sword.    

    

But when Chen Mo counted, he only found 72 Colorful Jade Sword.    

    

There were still 103 Colorful Jade Sword that were missing.    

    

Chen Mo frowned, the battle was so intense, if he was not careful, he would be killed.    

    

In a war, there were basically no cultivators who had the time or the mood to pick up Magical Items s left behind by other people after death, and even if there were, it was extremely rare.    

    

Furthermore, if one were to find a Colorful Jade Sword in a war, it was extremely likely that they would die in battle.    

    

This time, there were 103 less Colorful Jade Sword, which was not a small number at all.    

    

If a few were to be taken away by the White Dragon Society's cultivators, he would still be able to accept it.    

    

Chen Mo knew, it was definitely some Human Cultivators on the scene that had found the Colorful Jade Sword and hidden it away while sweeping the battlefield.    

    

After all, it was impossible for a treasure like this to not be moved upon seeing it.    

    

However, when the truly upright Human Cultivators sees a Colorful Jade Sword, no matter how moved he was, he would still hand it over and give it back to Chen Mo.    

    

This was the greed of human nature.    

    

Chen Mo looked at the seventy-two Colorful Jade Sword, wondering how he should handle this matter.    

    

The cultivator who obtained the Colorful Jade Sword was definitely still at the scene. If he wanted to retrieve it, he could only do so now.    

    

When everyone had gone down, the other party would definitely hide the sword, or even take the Colorful Jade Sword and leave the First Meeting.    

    

It was almost impossible to find them again.    

    

As for the remaining 200,000 cultivators, they were densely packed together, with heads all over the place that couldn't be seen.    

    

If he wanted to investigate, he could only do so one by one.    

    

If this matter were to be messed up, it would affect the concentration of one's heart.    

    

Chen Mo was not in a hurry, he had Wanyan Ruoxue, the snow silkworm, Feng Youxue and the other four girls to fly out to protect the four sides, as long as any cultivators dared to quietly leave, he would immediately capture them.    

    

He also took out the seventy-two Colorful Jade Sword s, unleashing flames to burn all the corpses of the dead White Dragon Society cultivators.    

    


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