Time passed little by little, and the scene gradually sounded from the silence at the beginning, and whispered discussions gradually sounded.

Slowly, the chatter grew louder and louder, mixed with panic.

The leaders of the six clans sat together to discuss, and for half an hour, the six of them looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

Gritting his teeth, it was clear that a decision had been made.

"Mr. Mu Chen!" the six people came behind Mu Chen and bowed down and shouted.

"Her Majesty!"

"Uncle Emperor!"

"Father!"

Candace, Linna, Gunara, Batu, Condensation, and Monroe saw the leaders of the various clans who came and hurriedly got up to greet them.

"Step aside!" The leader of the six clans frowned, waved a few people away, and stood respectfully behind Mu Chen.

"What, have you thought about it?" Mu Chen didn't reply, and said silently.

"Mr. Mu Chen, we've already thought about it!" said the leader of the Blood Clan, Emperor Kalomos, who was closer to Mu Chen.

Beside Mu Chen, Junyan and the little Taoist turned their heads one after another, looking at them curiously.

Both of them are relatively courageous people, if the situation on the scene makes them make a choice, they will definitely choose to give it a go, and they will not bear to be humiliated and steal their lives, and live for ten years. After all, if you strive for an extra ten years, you will give up all chances of survival.

But everyone thinks differently, and the choices they will make may not necessarily be agreed with by others.

"I'm going to give it a go!" Mu Chen spoke again and said in a deep voice.

"That's right!"

All six nodded at the same time.

Seeing this, the little Taoist priest and the Junyan of Tantai glanced at each other, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

Sure enough, as long as they are normal people, no one will give up the chance to survive.

After all, these six races are all different from ordinary mortals, they are born with a lifespan beyond mortals, and ten years is too short for them. Rather than spend ten years in vain and then wait for perdition, it is better to fight to the death.

"Very good, it seems that you are not confused!" Mu Chen slowly got up and turned his head to look at everyone.

When these people hesitated just now, Mu Chen was actually weighing the gains and losses and made multiple choices.

Don't look at him, he has a way to crack the Liuhe Labyrinth, but with his own strength, he can't.

His comprehension of the formation has not yet reached the point where he can really control the Liuhe Labyrinth, so if he wants to crack the Liuhe Labyrinth, only seven steps can be taken at the same time.

Among the six steps, it is natural to use the six squads that were just separated to open the six major array eyes of the six-pointed star array in the Liuhe Labyrinth. And his task is to crack the most important core array, the Taiji Liangyi Great Array.

"Mu Chen, I'm ashamed!" Calomos bowed down and stood in front of Mu Chen, and said bitterly: "We old guys, each of them have lived for thousands of years, and the longer we live, the more afraid we are of death, otherwise we wouldn't have discussed this matter for so long, and the blood of our youth is gone!"

Mu Chen put his hands behind his back and said coldly: "The blood you are waiting for is indeed consumed by this Liuhe Labyrinth. In the same way, your ambition has been completely wiped out by this Liuhe Labyrinth. One by one, you don't know how to forge ahead, you only know that you are in the shadow of your ancestors, but you don't know that your proud ancestors have long been in the past. Relying on them, you Western tribes, sooner or later, even if they all perish, it is really normal!"

Everyone trembled, obviously not expecting that Mu Chen would suddenly say such insulting words.

"Mr. Mu Chen, we ......," the dwarven leader hurriedly said.

But before his words fell, Mu Chen smiled coldly and said, "Isn't what I said wrong? According to my understanding of your various races in the past two months, when the Western Hundred Races were strong, the Sword Saint and the Sword God were in all directions. The saint of the law, the god of the law, destroys the heavens and destroys the earth, what a glory it is. Now, these seniors are gone, you can't wait to forge ahead, and you can't even get a decent master. Of the hundred races in the West, the strongest is the Magister, the Sword Master realm, I can wipe you out with a wave of my hand!"

After a pause, Mu Chen shook his head again and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity, at this point, not only have you not had the slightest self-examination, but you are looking forward to the past one by one, and you are also fantasizing about the return of your ancestors and restoring the glory of the Western Hundred Races again, which is simply ridiculous." ”

Everyone's hearts were beating wildly, at first facing Mu Chen's words, they still had some anger in their hearts, but gradually, a few old guys couldn't help but lower their heads, their faces full of shame.

Under the influence of Mu Chen's words, they couldn't help but think of the one thing they had thought about the most in the past thousand years.

The East-West melee thousands of years ago, to say that they had no hatred for the Eastern cultivators at all, it was absolutely false.

Similarly, they also thought about how to take revenge, but while thinking about it, they neglected to improve their cultivation realm, and looked forward to the return of their ancestors, leading the Western Hundred Tribes, and leveling Middle-earth.

Like the blood clan, there are hardly any races that rely on their own efforts to cultivate, and all their expectations are placed on the ancestors who have disappeared for thousands of years.

Even now, when life and death are on the line, they still fantasize about whether to delay for another ten years and wait for the return of their ancestors. It wasn't until the end, when I felt that there was little hope, that I decided to give it a go.

Thinking of these, several people suddenly felt a sense of self-esteem in their hearts.

Behind the six people, Candace and the other five young Saint Queen Princes and others were frowning and staring at Mu Chen.

They are still young, and they still have a trace of blood in their hearts, and they simply cannot tolerate such insults to their own race.

"Mr. Mu Chen, are you going too far!" said Gunara as she slammed out, frowning.

"That's right, there is still a saying in your East that you can kill and not be humiliated, do you know that you are insulting our major races!"

"Mu Chen, have you said enough, where are we as unbearable as you said!" Candace was also very dissatisfied, clenching her little fist and retorting.

"Alright, shut up!"

Seeing that Batu and Linna were about to speak out against Mu Chen, the leaders of the six clans almost scolded in unison.

"What Mr. Mu Chen said is extremely true, my blood clan has fallen!" Carlomos's face was full of remorse, and his old eyes were full of vicissitudes.

"Mr. Mu Chen's words woke up the dreamer!"

The leaders of the other clans also nodded, their faces full of shame.

"Father, what are you ......" Batu, the little prince of the dwarf clan, looked at the leader of the dwarf clan with a frustrated face, and hurriedly shouted.

"Her Majesty!"

The holy daughter of the Dark Elf Clan and the Nature Elf Clan hurriedly came behind the two elf queens and supported the two queens.

"Uncle Emperor!" Candace looked at His Majesty the Emperor Callomos, who was bowing his head in contemplation, and stepped forward as well.

Seeing Carlos's dejected demeanor, as if her faith had been overturned without hesitation, she felt distressed for no reason.