If it were another time, Yi Chen would not have caused too serious consequences, but he was like the starting point of a domino, and under certain circumstances, the threat he brought made the Duomu clan suddenly find that the situation had reached a precarious level. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Outside, there is a master soldier pressing the realm, and inside he is against the Winged Terran, and the Great Priest will definitely take the opportunity to fall into the ground, Yi Chen is a fuse, detonating the contradictions that the Duomu Clan has accumulated with other forces before.

Now it's not Yi Chen's problem, of course, Yi Chen is indeed a problem, but it's not a big problem, but when it comes to the Winged Terran and the Great Priest, it has become very tricky.

In such an extraordinary time, no fool will take the initiative to speak up and take responsibility unless he is named.

Fanji Dao couldn't help frowning slightly, the factions within the Wanmu Divine City were complicated, and he knew this, it was normal for there to be a struggle for power and profit, but if when the crisis came, there were no iron-blooded warriors who were ordered to be in danger and could not unite with each other, the Duomu clan would be really dangerous.

"Whoever pokes out the basket, who is responsible for solving him in the shortest possible time, otherwise don't blame me for turning my face ruthlessly and serving him with clan rules!"

Fanjidao's tone was cold, and suddenly his eyes opened, the essence of light burst out, and the terrifying coercion erupted wildly, and the entire council hall suddenly shook like fallen leaves in the wind.

All the powerhouses of the multi-eyed clan felt a chill in their hearts at the same time, and the Prosperous Dao rarely got angry, but every anger in history ended in a river of blood, and this time will definitely be no exception.

If you can't let the blood of the enemy flow, there will definitely be an unlucky ghost in the Duomu clan, and the people of the clan where the unlucky ghost belongs will suffer doom.

"In this matter, I have an unshirkable responsibility, and I am willing to come forward to solve Yi Chen and repair the relationship with the Winged Human Clan."

The chief priest of the Duomu Clan in the Martial God Sect said stiffly, his face gloomy as water.

It is also strange to say that in the headquarters of the Martial God Pope, Fan Wufeng ignored the Great Priest's edict and didn't give much face, but in the face of the perfect Martial God Fanji Dao, he couldn't help but panic and didn't dare to confront Fanji Dao head-on.

It's not that the cultivation of the Extreme Dao can overwhelm the Great Priest, if the two of them fight alone, the Great Priest may be even better.

But I also know that this is something that can't be helped.

In the Martial God Pope, he represents not just one person, but the entire Duomu Clan, as well as the subordinate races with the Duomu Clan as the core, which is a huge power group, including Fanji Dao, Fantong God and other bigwigs, they are all hardcore supporters of Fanji, and they are huddled together.

But in the Ten Thousand Eyes Divine City, he was alone in the face of Fanji Dao, and there was no other powerful person behind him, while Fanji Dao represented the entire Duomu Clan.

"With your words, I am relieved, the bottom line of my multi-mu clan is to give up a continent and a place in the Martial God Sect!" The final word of the Pole Road is shocking.

As soon as Fanjidao's voice fell, a ball of light suddenly appeared in the space in front of him, gradually blooming, and a message was transmitted: "Urgent report from the Yuanwu Continent, Yi Chen killed the new Black and White Martial God Emperor Fu Yi, the Great Priest suddenly appeared, and the two entered the Martial God Pope Hall to talk secretly on the stargazing platform of the Yuanwu Continent, the details are unknown." ”

After reading Fanji Dao, his brows tightened, for some reason, he suddenly felt a huge crisis, looking at the chief priest of the multi-eyed clan, he said word by word: "I will double the bottom line for you, two continents, the quota of the two oracles in the Martial God Pope, if you can complete the task at a lower cost, the extra continents and the number of oracles will all be rewarded to you, disperse!" ”

"Yes!" There was a buzz in the council hall, accompanied by bursts of divine light, and the figures on the throne disappeared one by one, leaving directly by teleportation.

Castle in the Sky is another city that is mysterious.

As the headquarters of the Martial God Sect's other powerful force, the Winged Human Race, its reputation is thunderous, but no one has ever seen it with their own eyes.

The legendary Sky City is a castle that fell from the heavenly realm, obtained by the Winged Human Race, with a variety of complete formations inside, forever wandering in the gaps of space.

The Winged Terrans also discovered a secret from the Sky City, and it is possible that the race is a descendant of an angel who fell from the Celestial Realm.

Flying, always free to soar in the starry sky, is the dream of every winged human.

But people grow old, time passes at a constant rate, and dreams can never become reality.

Fortunately, with the Sky City, a single Winged Terran powerhouse will eventually fall, but the Sky City, as the base camp and spiritual symbol of the Winged Terran, can soar forever.

There is also a legend that the strong man of the Winged Human Race who died heroically in the battlefield will automatically return to the Heroic Soul Tomb in the Sky City and become part of the Sky City after his death.

The Winged Terran's endless power of martyrs' souls is one of the most powerful forces guarding the Sky City.

The Winged Terrans are free-spirited, keen to attack and move forward bravely, but they also have deadly arrogance in their bones.

At this moment, in the Freedom Temple, the core of the Winged Human Race in Sky City, the Winged Human Clan Patriarch and the Eight Great Elders were sitting around a white jade round table with solemn expressions.

Each of these nine winged human races is a peak martial god, exuding a powerful aura.

Patriarch Xi Xuankong sat in the north and faced south, with a serious expression, and eleven pairs of winged phantoms appeared behind him, with brilliance flowing and beautiful.

What's even rarer is that next to Xi Xuankong sat the great elder of the Winged Human Race, Xi Futu, with twelve pairs of wings hanging behind him, threatening the world.

In the Winged Human Race, theoretically, the Great Elder and the Patriarch have the same status, but in fact, the Great Elder has a higher prestige, because the successive Great Elders of the Winged Human Race have only taken up the position of Great Elder when they have given up the position of Patriarch Sect Master.

In a sense, the Great Elder represents the majesty of all the patriarchs of the predecessors, and in the Winged Human Race, which pays great attention to the inheritance of generations, the Great Elder is the supreme existence and the spiritual symbol of the Winged Human Race.

However, the day-to-day affairs of the Winged Human Race are decided by the Patriarch and the other seven Elders, of which the Patriarch has the highest authority.

The Great Elder rarely manages specific matters of the Winged Terrans, and will only participate in the Council of Elders unless there is a major event that affects the life and death of the Winged Terrans.

"The ambition of the wolf son of the multi-mu clan, not only to suddenly attack and imprison the martial god of our clan by despicable means, but also to slander the martial god-level master of our clan to kill them, in fact, he wants to take advantage of the fact that the Martial God Pope is too busy to take advantage of the chaos to seize the Qinglin Continent occupied by our clan, and today the Great Elder went out of the customs and joined the Council of Elders, just to discuss how our clan should deal with the invasion of the Dominator and how to deal with the provocation of the multi-mu clan." Xi Xuankong said lightly, his voice was not loud, but it was unusually low, clear and powerful, and the words were in his ears.

Of course, he didn't need to make too much noise, the nine elders around the round table were all peak martial gods, even if it was a mosquito buzzing, they could hear it very clearly from a long distance, let alone inside the Freedom Temple.

The Temple of Liberty will isolate all sounds from the outside world, and even the laws of heaven and earth are different from the outside, almost a mustard space that relies on the Nether Realm but is ** outside the outside world.

"The kingdom is about to fall, there will be demons, the lord is born, and the allies turn against each other, which means that the era of great chaos has come. No matter how brilliant our people were in the past, it was a thing of the past, in the era of great chaos, one wrong step may be a loss, you are responsible for the inheritance of the race, you must work together to tide over the difficulties, God bless our people! ”

Xi Futu followed up, his voice was also low and powerful, revealing endless vicissitudes.

"Let me talk about it first, since the Nether has been accurately recorded, tens of millions of years of history have passed, and within every 10 million years, there must be a catastrophe, although the specific time is difficult to determine, but the shortest time of the two catastrophes in history is seven million years, and the longest is thirteen million years, and each catastrophe will appear a peerless demon, almost destroying the entire Nether, but the Nether still exists, and the wind of martial arts is even stronger, because in every catastrophe, there will be peerless geniuses emerging to save the Nether, and this time will be no exception."

The chief priest of the Winged Human Race in the Martial God Sect took the initiative to speak, this person's name is Xi Dingtian, and his words caused everyone present to fall into deep thought.

"Do you mean that our people want to find that peerless genius and befriend him in order to survive the catastrophe?"

The Winged Human Clan Patriarch Xi Xuankong said in a deep voice, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't quite agree with the words of Chief Commander Xi Dingtian, which was a manifestation of negative response.

If that peerless genius is a member of his own race, then it's okay to say, but so far, although there have been many geniuses in the Winged Human Race, and the best of them have been crowned with the title of "peerless", Xi Xuankong knows very well that the so-called peerless is that no other person in the same era can compare, and the Winged Human Race obviously does not have such a genius.

Xi Xuankong was almost certain that this so-called peerless genius was a foreigner, and the words of the chief priest were tantamount to seeking refuge from a foreign race, as the patriarch, he was disgusted with such words in his heart.

If in normal times, the chief priest said this, and it was even recognized as a mutiny, but Xi Xuankong knew and trusted the chief priest very well, so he didn't attack on the spot.

"It's not enough to just make friends, in every catastrophe, even if the peerless genius is in the camp, there are countless races that have fallen, even the peerless genius himself, may fall in the decisive battle with the peerless demon, and there is no time to take care of others, we have to find the peerless genius and befriend him, not because he can protect us from the impact of the catastrophe, but through him to find the long river of historical progress and act in line with the general trend, under this premise, our clan itself must be strong and rely on its own strength to survive the catastrophe."

After the chief secretary Xi Dingtian finished speaking, he closed his eyes and was silent.

He is very clear about his position, when he was the Martial God Pope, he had the final decision on everything related to the Winged Human Race, but in the Freedom Temple of Sky City, he was not the master, at most he could only be regarded as the number three person, he only had the power to make suggestions, and the final decision was in the hands of Xi Xuankong and Xi Futu.