In the territory of Luanzhou Alien Mansion, under the main building of the Tiansheng Building, all the strangers in the Tiansheng Building are waiting for them.

Just because in front of them stood the Lord of David, the demigod powerhouse!

However, these aliens still have to stop this demigod powerhouse.

"Your Majesty, the Prophet is in retreat and is not in sight!"

The four-armed alien who was in charge of the reception in the Tiansheng Building clenched his fists and stepped forward to persuade him to retire from the guard.

"Oh? Not even the Lord of David? ”

Wei Qi raised his eyebrows slightly to make it difficult for the other party, and the four-armed stranger suddenly sweated profusely, but after a while, he still mustered up the courage to shake his head.

"Even if the Five-Colored Xuanguang Emperor is in person, he won't see it!"

When Wei Qi heard this, his brows suddenly frowned.

Boy! Take the Five-Colored Emperor to press me!

His voice instantly froze.

"But this place is not in the Hualian Sect of the Five-Colored Emperor, but in the territory of David!"

The guard period is too lazy to pretend, and the meaning of the threat is very obvious.

The four-armed alien couldn't stand it, and the guard insisted on seeing the prophet, and they couldn't stop him.

At this moment, there was a loud shout in the air.

"Wei Qi, you are so daring!"

Hearing this voice, the four-armed Inhumans and other Inhumans sighed one after another.

Finally, a character who can withstand the guard period has come out.

It is the Martial King of the Heavenly Mansion Master, a supreme demigod-level powerhouse!

At this time, he flew down from the sky, but his original lazy expression was angry, the third vertical pupil on his forehead opened, and all three eyes turned orange gold.

The eyes of the martial arts are fully opened!

As soon as King Wu appeared, he put on a tough attitude of going to war, and Wei Qi didn't dare to hold it up in front of him, his momentum softened a little, and he smiled and arched his hand:

"Martial King Daoyou, don't come unharmed."

The Martial King didn't eat this, and the three orange-gold eyes glared at each other.

"If you want to see the prophet, you want to beat me to accompany you!"

The corners of Wei Qi's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

As the only inhuman demigod in the world, the Warrior King is not easy to mess with.

His innate supernatural powers can predict the opponent's next move in advance, and Dacheng's martial arts heavenly eye can break through all the flaws in martial arts, supernatural powers, and even the exercises of true qi operation.

Theoretically, except for the extreme way, all martial arts and supernatural powers have flaws, and it is almost impossible to hurt the martial king.

Whether it's his guard period or the stronger five-color emperor.

If you want to defeat the Martial King, in addition to cultivating a perfect and flawless extreme path technique like the supreme being on the other side of the angry sea, the only way to do it is to fight a war of attrition and a protracted war.

This is the strength of the Wei Period, he can consume the Martial King's true qi to lose his energy and win, but he has to fight for hundreds of years without stopping.

"I sincerely seek to see the prophet."

Wei Qi was soft, he didn't want to fight with the Martial King for hundreds of years.

"Phew!"

King Wu took a heavy sip and glared at Wei Qi.

This is what it looks like to sincerely ask to see!

It's clearly a bully to force the palace!

"Many who sincerely seek to see the prophet! The Five Holy Emperors, the Lord of the Ancient Universe, and even the Five Colored Emperors, who doesn't want to ask the prophet for some advice, you can't be ranked yet! ”

King Wu snorted coldly, the prophet is his natural sweetheart.

Just by foreseeing the future, it is enough to make all the demigods in the world like their ancestors, and whoever wants to see them can see them.

Neither can the soft one work the hard one, so Wei Qi had to come up with his own killer weapon.

He said in a lengthened tone:

"I, David, am the largest and most populous of all the royal dynasties. With such a population base, there are also a lot of Inhumans born. ”

"There are so many inhuman powerhouses, but they are regarded as monsters in most places, and they are even drowned and burned as a bad omen just after birth."

"This is a big loss for me, David, so I plan to implement the law that has always protected the Inhumans, and by the way, cooperate with the Tianshenglou to establish a school that accepts Inhumans, I don't know what the Martial King means......"

Wei Qi didn't say everything, but the meaning was very simple, that is, he wanted to use this law to exchange with King Wu for an opportunity to see the prophet.

King Wu frowned and hesitated.

He has suffered a lot because of his identity as an alien, and he is well aware of the various injustices that aliens have been subjected to in this world.

He founded Tianshenglou in order to shelter the group of strangers, and his dream is to "have thousands of mansions in Ande, and shelter the world's strangers".

But Yiren is a minority after all, and they are weak.

Even if he shaped Tianshenglou into the number one killer organization in the world, even if he became a supreme demigod powerhouse.

In the face of this vast world, King Wu is still beyond his reach.

Now that Wei Qi is willing to be this promoter, it is naturally his dream.

However, he could not make this decision on his own.

Especially when it comes to prophets.

The relationship between the Lord of the Heavenly Mansion and the Prophet is like the relationship between the Lord of David and Mr. Qiu.

"Even if I agree to let you meet the Prophet, it is not up to me to call the shots."

The Martial King spoke in a deep voice, retracted the third eye on his forehead, and his eyes turned back to their normal black.

"Just ask for a report."

Wei Qi smiled and arched his hand, but he was also well-informed and reasonable, and he was not embarrassed by the martial king.

The Martial King then glanced at the four-armed Inhumans behind him.

The four-armed stranger understood, hurriedly retreated to report, and after a while, he ran back in a hurry.

"Lord Qiqi, Your Majesty, the Prophet is willing to meet Your Majesty."

King Wu nodded slightly.

"Since the prophet has promised, you are to go."

"Thank you, King Wu, Daoyou, for the matter of the law and the academy, and then I will send the ministers of the court and the central government to discuss in detail."

Wei Qi bowed his hand slightly, and stepped into the Tiansheng Building.

In the dark room of the retreat on the roof of the Heavenly Building, Wei Ji met the legendary prophet as he wished.

Before this, Wei Qi thought that this mysterious prophet was like a hexagram master on the rivers and lakes, an old man or a fairy wind bone, and he should be a wise elder anyway.

It wasn't until he saw the Prophet with his own eyes that he was amazed to find out.

The person in front of him turned out to be just a teenager! Not even a teenager, more like a child!

He had a skin as brown as honey, dressed like an ancient priest's dress, sitting barefoot in the air, his eyes closed and smiling peacefully, and holding a wooden staff taller than the others, the tip of which was ring-shaped.

At the moment of seeing the prophet, an inexplicable sense of reverence appeared in Wei Zhi's heart for some reason.

This feeling was even stronger than when he faced Mr. Qiu.

"Your Excellency the Prophet, are you from the ancient people?"

Wei Qi instinctively asked with respect.

The child in front of him didn't open his eyes, but the short pale yellow hair spoke for itself.

The ancient clan is the bloodline group of the ancient ancestor emperor, and it is also the bloodline group of the ancient lord back then.

People of this race have distinctive features, heterochromatic hair and heterochromatic eyes.

The Prophet nodded with a smile and spoke softly, in a childlike voice.

"My name is Sazan, and I have never given up my name like other aliens, except that they are used to calling me a prophet."

Prophet Sazan!

The moment he heard this name, the reverence in Wei Qi's heart somehow became even stronger.

At this moment, as the Lord of David's demigod powerhouse, Wei Ji even couldn't help but have the urge to bow down to the prophet who only rushed to the void realm.

Is this the innate supernatural power of the prophet?