Chapter 393: Start Preparations and Return to Sword Continent
Pengzhou, Beast Soul City, Palace Hall.
"Meet the Emperor!"
The five old monsters, led by the Jinpeng Ancestor, knelt down in front of Su Ziyang and saluted respectfully.
"Flat!"
"Emperor Xie!"
Su Ziyang looked at the Jinpeng Ancestor, and with a wave of his right hand, he released the Jinpeng Ancestor with a system of 100 trillion energy.
"Hoo ......"
Ten thousand wisps of blue mangs, immediately wrapped up by Jinpeng Ancestor.
"Click......"
A bang rang out.
At this moment, the Jinpeng Ancestor directly reached the divine realm.
He stood there, trembling slightly with excitement.
"Plop!"
Jinpeng Ancestor knelt down in front of Su Ziyang, kneeling three times and knocking nine times.
That respectful look is indescribable in words.
The other four old monsters watched this scene dumbfounded.
In his eyes, he was full of envy.
They looked at Su Ziyang as if they were looking at a world-shattering god, and their expressions were extremely respectful.
"You want to break through too?" Su Ziyang looked at a few people and asked with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, several old monsters trembled at the same time.
They nodded in unison.
Then, he knelt down.
"Emperor, as long as we can wait for a breakthrough and go to the soup, I will not give up!"
"Emperor, as long as I break through and recognize you as the master, there will be no problem!"
Several people kept kowtowing, and the color of longing was written all over their faces.
The corners of Su Ziyang's mouth raised, and he waved his hand, "There is no need to recognize the master, sit down and release your mind!" ”
"Yes, Emperor!"
Then, Su Ziyang summoned the energy again and released it on the four old monsters.
"Click! Click! Click......"
Four rings in a row.
Four old monsters, breaking through to the god realm at the same time.
They looked at Su Ziyang with extremely excited expressions.
The color of gratitude was written all over the face.
Then, he kept kowtowing.
"Alright, alright, all up!"
"Time is running out, you must do something for me as soon as possible!" Su Ziyang said.
As soon as these words came out, the five were strange, and their bodies trembled at the same time.
"Emperor, what do you mean?" Jinpeng Ancestor asked.
"In another month, the monsters of the Source Realm will attack in a big way, and with the strength of our current Dragon God World, we will not be able to resist it at all!" Su Ziyang said.
As soon as these words came out, Jinpeng Ancestor's body trembled.
The look of panic is written all over the face.
"Emperor, what should I do then?" Jinpeng Ancestor asked.
"The five of you, within half a month, immediately gather everyone in Pengzhou near Beast Soul City."
"When the time comes, let them all enter the spiritual space of this seat, just in case!" Su Ziyang said.
"Mental space?"
The faces of several people changed slightly, "Emperor, I'm afraid that no one wants to enter the spiritual space!" ”
"Yes, Emperor! Besides, the population of Pengzhou is as high as tens of billions, and I am afraid that your spiritual space will not be able to fit it! Jinpeng Ancestor said.
The corners of Su Ziyang's mouth raised slightly, "If you don't want to enter, you don't have to force it!" Anyway, you tell everyone the truth, and it's up to them how you choose! ”
"Yes, Emperor!"
The five of them nodded in unison and saluted respectfully.
"Without further ado, go down and do it immediately."
"I still have to go to Jianzhou, so I'll go first."
After speaking, Su Ziyang used his escape technique and appeared tens of thousands of kilometers away.
Because the strength has become stronger, the power of the escape technique has naturally become stronger.
"Gotta speed up!"
Su Ziyang used the escape technique again and disappeared in place.
In this way, Su Ziyang hurried and hurried, and finally came to the Spirit Sword Sect five hours later.
"Hoo ......"
At the moment of Su Ziyang's arrival, Baili Xiu, Ning Lanhui and others immediately came to Su Ziyang and saluted respectfully.
Then, Su Ziyang used the same method to raise the strength of several people to the god level, and then asked them to gather the people of Sword Continent!
Then, he said goodbye to everyone and headed for the Apocalypse Continent.
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Langzhou, the wild continent.
Above a vast wasteland, two armies are facing each other.
A large army is the people of the Killing God Temple led by Zhao Chan.
The number of people is not large, only a few million, but everyone is the elite of the Killing Society.
They, the War Demon God Continent, defeated the Burning Sun Continent, lasted more than a year.
For more than a year, they have killed enemies on the battlefield, grown up in blood, and the killing intent on their bodies is extremely strong.
Among them, the vast majority of people have already broken through to the realm of Martial Venerable.
In the whole Langzhou, it is a top-notch existence.
Among them, there are many people who have reached the Martial Immortal Realm.
They have Zhao Chan, Feng Xiaoxiao, Mustache, Mei Caiqian and others.
Standing across from them were barbarian giants ten meters tall and full of explosive muscles.
In each person's hand, they are holding maces, and they look mighty.
However, every barbarian giant's face was written with fear, and his body was trembling slightly.
Behind the barbarian giants, in a territory.
Here, there are many large arrays shrouded in a camp tent, impermeable.
In the tent.
There were several barbarian giants seated, and on the throne was an angel with multicolored wings.
"Pharaoh Bill, who are our opponents for their temple of slayers? They're about to go to the heart of our people, what should I do? The barbarian patriarch's face was full of worry.
The angel sitting on the throne is none other than the Pharaoh of the Protoss, Bill.
His identity and strength are comparable to those of the dove.
saw the corners of Bill's mouth raised, revealing a calm and calm appearance, "With this seat, what are you afraid of?" ”
Hearing this, several barbarian old monsters looked stunned, and then let out a rough laugh.
"Yes, Pharaoh Bill is here, and they are just a bunch of clowns, not to be afraid!"
"Yes, Pharaoh Bill, that's a big guy, a means to reach the sky, how can a few immortal levels be compared?"
The sound of such a slap kept ringing.
When Bill heard this, the corners of his mouth went up, and the look of pride was very obvious.
"According to the original plan, this seat guarantees that these people, when they enter this big array, they will definitely have no return!" Bill said.
"Pharaoh Bill, will our people ...... after they enter it?"
The barbarian patriarch's face was full of worry.
"It's just hundreds of thousands of people, why bother to care, don't use a little bait, how to make the fish take the bait, right?" Bill said with a smile.
"This ......"
The barbarian patriarch looked stunned and stood in place.
The high-ranking gods regard ordinary people as inferior to ants.
Is this still what they say, protecting all races?
"Pharaoh Bill, this ......"
Before he finished speaking, Bill's eyes widened, and the barbarian patriarch immediately lowered his head.
"Less nonsense, with hundreds of thousands of lives, burying millions of lives, this is a big deal!"
"If you want to talk nonsense again, go down and arrange it immediately!" Bill said.
Hearing these words, every old monster had a bitter look on his face.
That feeling of unwillingness and powerlessness surged all over the body.
"Yes!"
Then, several people saluted with fists at the same time and retreated.
"A group of ants, also want to provoke Kamui, do you want to die?"
Bill muttered, a sneer.
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