Zhao Xianzong, who was covered in blood, stood out of thin air, looked at the alien races who were afraid to step forward and said, "This seat is still capable of fighting, what about you?"

The eight-winged man of the alien race only had seven wings left at the moment, and one of them was broken from the roots, and there was still a trace of black qi wrapped around the wound.

The man looked at Zhao Xianzong and said hatefully: "If you can't revenge the broken wings, I want to see how long you can last!"

Saying so, but after all, he didn't make another move, Zhao Xianzong looked at the so-called archangel of the Wing Clan, and he was also murderous, but he was powerless, this person's cultivation was extremely powerful, and his white bone banner couldn't capture this person for a moment, and he couldn't kill it with one blow.

And a lot of the things on my body are caused by this person!

The entire sky fell into an eerie silence for a while, and Zhao Xianzong, who was standing in the array, was also a little exhausted, if these alien races came again, he would definitely not be able to stop it.

If that's the case, you can only cross the border, that's it! It's also good to be able to harvest a plane bridge against the sky, and you can find a chance in the future.

Zhao Xianzong, who was hesitating, suddenly saw that the alien race was retreating.

The seven-winged man saw that all the clans had temporarily rested on fighting, and he turned around to see that most of the clansmen he had brought had already lost.

He could only say to Zhao Xianzong hatefully: "You wait, when the follow-up support of my clan arrives, I will pinch your despicable race to death with my own hands!"

Zhao Xianzong was also slightly relieved in his heart, looked at the man and smiled slightly: "It's just a birdman, this seat is waiting for you." ”

"You—" The man was furious, but then quickly retreated.

Looking at the clans that had moved back tens of thousands of miles, Zhao Xianzong did not leave, but healed his injuries in the formation on the spot.

The damage was severe, and Zhao Xianzong estimated that even with the help of the luck book, it would take at least a few years to recover.

But thankfully, after killing so many people of different races, I also gained a lot of luck books, although on the whole it still consumed a lot, but it was finally slightly replenished.

At this time, Zhao Xianzong's luck books were only one hundred and fifty, and this was the result of supplementation.

"It's really difficult for the god-transforming monks in this world to be lucky enough to write a book, this may have something to do with their methods, although these people feel that their cultivation is strong, but the means of resisting the enemy are very single, if they are changed to the mortal plane god-transforming monks, they may have died hundreds of times now. Zhao Xianzong thought in his heart.

Months passed in a flash, and both sides were uneventful.

People of different races are waiting for follow-up support, but Zhao Xianzong is seizing the time to heal.

"See the Holy Ancestor!"

A respectful voice came from behind, and this was the fourth time Qin Baiying had come in a few months.

When Zhao Xianzong heard this, he turned around and said, "You are here, have you passed on the exercises I gave you?"

Hearing this, Qin Baiying replied respectfully: "Return to the Holy Ancestor, the younger generation has passed it on, and now the entire human race is renovating the exercises you gave, and in addition, the magic weapons and pills you gave have also been given through careful screening." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Xianzong nodded slightly and said, "Very good! You can find the medicine that this seat asked you to find?"

Hearing this, Qin Baiying replied: "Because my clan is now pressed in this area, many medicines have not been found, but the dozens of main medicines you ordered have been found, please take a look!"

As a result, Zhao Xianzong swept the ring slightly, and knew that what Qin Baiying said was true.

After receiving the ring, Zhao Xianzong said loudly: "You go back first, and urge the human race to practice, this seat guesses that as soon as the foreign reinforcements arrive, the war will inevitably start again." I don't know if I can stop this seat at that time. ”

Qin Baiying did not leave when he heard this, but bowed deeply and said: "Holy Ancestor is merciful! The human race can have today because of the Holy Ancestor's sacrifice to protect him, even if the human race is destroyed in the future, the prestige of the Holy Ancestor will still shine through the ages!"

Zhao Xianzong smiled when he heard this, looked at Qin Baiying's solemn expression and said, "You have also learned to pat on the back, step down, and you will come and go to the pill after half a month." ”

Qin Baiying's face turned red when she heard this, and then she bowed and retreated.

After Qin Baiying left, Zhao Xianzong immediately started the catalysis of herbs, and the palm bottle in his hand was indeed a great weapon.

At the beginning, what Zhao Xianzong said in the mortal plane was not a lie, if such an immortal weapon was only used by one person, it would indeed be a tyrannical thing, and such an immortal weapon could only be used by a race to show its power.

As early as a month ago, Zhao Xianzong had absorbed several alchemy masters' luck books, and after receiving their knowledge of pills, Zhao Xianzong became an alchemist.

It was only today that Zhao Xianzong regretted a little that he didn't find a way to take away the Void Heaven Ding.

It can only be barely used with an ordinary alchemy tripod.

Zhao Xianzong's main refining now is the Zhuji Pill, the Broken False Pill and the Infant Pill, and the output of each time is also quite large, but compared to the population base of the human race, it is pitiful.

During this period, Zhao Xianzong also made a jade slip into alchemy and handed it to Qin Baiying and Wang Dashan, but at present, in just a few months, there has not been an alchemist in the human race.

Zhao Xianzong also has psychological expectations for this, after all, the monks in this world are different from their own systems, and they are now revising the exercises, and it is estimated that it will take some time before it is officially normalized.

Time flickered and several years passed, and the alien race still did not move at all.

But Zhao Xianzong didn't know that at this moment, thousands of miles away, the alien race entrenched in the opposite distance to himself had also suffered a lot of harassment.

On top of the strangely shaped peak of Tongtian, there is a huge floating island in the sky.

A seven-winged blonde man looked extremely gloomy and roared, "What the hell is going on! Why have our people not come for a long time, how long has it been? Andrew was behind us in the first place, why did he dare not come, how dare he not come, is he not afraid of the punishment of the father?"

"Archangel Calm Down!We seem to be trapped now, and we haven't heard back from Archangel Andrew since the original summons, so maybe Archangel Andrew hasn't received our message!" replied a six-winged winged man urgently.

"Trapped? Hehe, joke! I admit that the so-called Holy Ancestor of the natives is somewhat capable, but how can he trap us? Check! Check with me, are the rest of the tribes the same?" commanded the seven-winged blonde man.

"Yes!" the six-winged man commanded.

The same scene happened almost between the different races, and this situation also caused panic among the races.

With their strength, it was obviously impossible to break through Zhao Xianzong's great array unscathed.

But none of them wanted to consume too much strength, after all, the last dimensional heart was their goal.

Their opponents are only each other, Zhao Xianzong and the human race are just natives in their eyes, and the natives who are not worth mentioning, even if they can be called powerful for a while, but after all, they are in the mirror.

As long as they have follow-up manpower in place, exterminating the human race is just a matter of backhand.

But the premise of all this is that there must be a follow-up, if they don't get support, with their strength at this time, Zhao Xianzong's existence is a thorn in their hearts!

The combined efforts of all clans can kill Zhao Xianzong, but no one wants to be the one who charges into battle.

Thousands of miles away from the Wing Clan's station, this is a dense primeval jungle, but the trees in this jungle grow differently than elsewhere.

Towering giant trees abound, and large trees hugged by several people are not uncommon.

In the center of the jungle, there are countless treehouses dotted on a towering giant tree that is thousands of feet high, just like the stars in the night sky, and it is beautiful in an instant.

At the top of the giant tree is a huge treehouse, faintly the size of a thousand feet.

In the huge treehouse, a woman in a silver robe looked at the distant sky in a daze.

The faint sunlight hit her through the cracks in the forest, making her already tall figure even more charming, and her pointed ears faintly had a transparent texture.

This woman is none other than His Royal Highness of the Elven Clan, Jie Ansi.

With the slight sound of footsteps coming behind him, Jie Ansi slowly turned around and looked at the incoming man: "What is the situation of the clans and the human race now?"

The elven man replied respectfully: "Your Highness, now the clans have begun to suspect it, we don't know from the human race, the entire imperial city area is protected by the formation, and the only gap is guarded by the demon. ”

Hearing this, Jie Ansi nodded and said, "Maybe we made a wrong move ourselves, I didn't expect this human race to be so difficult, and I didn't think that this race was so useless!"

When the man heard what he wanted to say, he stopped, and Jie An thought: "If you have any ideas, just say it directly." ”

Hearing this, the elven man said: "Your Highness, with all due respect, if the human race is not destroyed, the contradictions between the races will soon be transferred to this formation that blocks the star field, in fact, some people now suspect that this is what our elf race did." ”

After speaking, he hurriedly said: "If they confirm this matter, our elven clan will become the target of public criticism, maybe they will besiege us first!"

Hearing this, Jie Ansi's eyes wrinkled: "Then you mean to provoke a great war between the races and the human race to divert the contradictions?" But think about it yourself, the tribes are as cunning as foxes and treacherous as wolves, how can they be willing to be cannon fodder?"

The man was also silent after hearing this, and thought for a moment before he said decisively: "Now, we may only have to do that kind of means!"

After hearing this, Jie Ansi was furious and said, "No! What a fool! Now that the star field is blocked, we can't get out, and outsiders can't enter." If we really destroy the center of this planet, we might die here!

The man looked at Jie Ansi's angry expression, his eyes darkened slightly, and he replied: "What Your Highness said is very true, I was reckless. ”

Jie Ansi waved his hand slightly and said, "Forget it, this matter will not be mentioned again." You should step back first, and investigate the situation of the tribes at any time, and now you can only take one step at a time. ”

"Terran, Terran!" watched the man bend away, and Jayns muttered to himself as he looked at the blue curtain of light in the distance of the sky.

Since the battle between the human race and the ten thousand races, a hundred years have passed in a flash.

Although there was constant friction between the human race and the ten thousand races, after all, no violent conflict broke out again.

Then the aliens suddenly became in civil strife, and they found themselves trapped on this planet.

In addition to panicking, in order to strengthen their own strength, they began to annex those races whose strength had been damaged too much in the battle that year.

The nations fought each other for decades, and finally became four.

Thousands of alien races eventually merged into the four major forces.

The Illuminati led by the Wing Clan, the Life Alliance led by the Elves, the Orc Kingdom led by the Orcs, and the Undead Realm led by the Skeleton Clan.

So far, the four major forces and the human race have divided the entire Water Blue Star into five, each with one side.

At this point, the aliens of all sides have long had no intention of looking for the heart of the plane.

Because with the passage of a hundred years, the strength of the human race has risen greatly, and high-level monks have emerged in an endless stream, and the fighting methods are also complex and diverse.

Although the Terrans are still at a disadvantage at the moment, they will inevitably get stronger and stronger as time goes on.

And now the clans just want to preserve their strength, and wait until the blockade disappears, and then slowly try to figure it out.

But they didn't know that this was the life guardian enchantment of the elves, which could last up to 10,000 years.

To say that the most desperate thing at this moment is none other than the Elves who single-handedly created this matter.