Lucifer and the tall wingman flew towards their spaceship, and the wingman was a little suspicious on the way, "Great Elder, do we really want to use the king master to cooperate with Rowan?"

Lucifer nodded, "All three of you go except me, but be careful that Rowan's trap doesn't end up dying in vain, understand, Condor!"

The winged man king named Kang Duo nodded, "But if he Rowan asks us to deal with the king of the human race, what should we do?"

Lucifer waved his wings and a solemn expression appeared on his face, "If that's the case, promise him that I need you to destroy the king of the Terran at all costs, even if it is the same death."

Then he sighed: "Human beings have been too comfortable these years, even if they have rich resources, the number of kings is decreasing, and in the past fifty years, there is only Guo Fu in Emei. And my three clans are just the opposite, each of them is working hard, and a few of them are about to be promoted, and when the time comes, the top combat power of my three clans will surpass that of humans, as long as the humans are in chaos, we have a great chance of succeeding in counterattacking. ”

Then he said to Kang Duo: "If you can consume the human race of the Accumulation King again, then our three clans will have a better chance of winning. Demon Gate, hmph, let them be proud for a while. ”

Kang Duo heard the Great Elder treat the three of them as consumable items, but there was no dissatisfaction on his face, but he said firmly: "Don't worry, Great Elder, if you can drag the human king to die together, the three of us will never back down." ”

Thousands of years of hard struggle, rising up to survive in adversity, gave the aliens a perseverance and a fearless temperament.

These are qualities that few human beings in a comfortable and affluent environment are capable of. But don't forget that humanity has a huge population base, and there will always be heroes in difficult situations.

Tang Chang'an Star, in the Daming Palace, Wu Yuniang is in the middle of the silk book.

She reclined on a low couch, her bare feet tucked in the hem of her skirt, and a small tulle shawl on her upper body covered her round shoulders, and her good head was slightly frowned.

"The Demon Gate has been silent recently, and there is no movement at all, the situation is not right, is this old thief Luo Wen planning something?"

She shook the golden bell on the table, and her confidant maid Bai Niang walked in when she heard the sound and saluted.

Wu Yuniang waved her hand casually, let Bai Niang get up, and ordered: "Bai Niang, let Liu Jin enter the palace to see, I have something to tell him." ”

......

Taikang Xing, after sending off the little maid of Jasper, Lin Sen stood in the courtyard with his hands in his hands, thinking about Bai Shui's intention to invite him to meet.

I don't understand it, just let go of it, and I'll know when I see it tomorrow.

The next day, in the evening, there was a light rain in the sky, and the soft rain was like ghee.

The spring breeze makes the tourists drunk, and the night has always been tempting.

A clear water river flows quietly, and there are bluestone long streets on the bank, tall trees, gorgeous pavilions and thousands of lights.

Lin Sen recited the small poem on his brain, wearing a green shirt, walking along the river, strolling through the streets, and walking towards the Qinghe Bridge in the distance.

There are a lot of passers-by, all ethnic groups, some are smiling and laughing, some are lively and jumping, some are in a hurry, some are in the street shops and the stalls on both sides of the selection of ornaments, silk and sugar people and other things, a prosperous scene, full of the smell of red dust.

In the distance, the Qinghe Bridge was in sight, and the home of Biyu and his brother Baishui was at the other end of the bridge, hidden behind a row of willow trees along the bank.

Suddenly, he paused and stopped in the middle of the street, and the lively picture in front of him came into his heart, quickly closing in, eliminating many ordinary people, and "staying" a regular figure!

An old woman from the Bato tribe who sells homemade cooking cakes, an old Namek man who is so old that her back is about to straighten, two Saiyans who are drunk and singing loudly, a big man with a black face from the Bato tribe carrying a flat shoulder on her shoulder, and a Namek woman in a red dress and a green dress who chooses embroidery......

"It's really 'lively'......" Lin Sen's hands naturally hung down, looking relaxed and leisurely.

He slowly continued to move forward, his eyes half-open and half-closed, recuperating his energy, adjusting his state, and his momentum gradually climbing, waiting for the opportunity to make a move!

In a restaurant on the side of the street, the eldest prince Tarot is drinking with a middle-aged Saiyan, and Tucker is also sitting beside him.

Suddenly, Tucker stared down and said, "Isn't that Lin Sen?"

Tarot hurriedly looked down, and sure enough, the human leader who embarrassed himself for the first time. The middle-aged Saiyan also looked at Lin Sen with interest, he had always wanted to fight this famous human being, but he never had a chance.

"If I jump down and challenge myself now, I wonder if this human will take the fight!" the middle-aged Saiyan thought as he touched his chin.

By the Qingshui River, I don't know who beat the unique drum of the Saiyans, and an unknown ancient song was sung by a hoarse voice, and suddenly there was a little more artistic conception of the vicissitudes of life on the long street.

The song seemed to be a signal, and in an instant, four sword lights lit up from different directions, and four Bato pedestrians suddenly burst out, striking Lin Sen from front to back, left and right!

Lin Sen's footsteps did not stop, still not in a hurry, stepping on a fixed frequency. The long sword was drawn out "slowly", it seemed to be slow and fast, even if it didn't hook the heavens and the earth, it still dragged out the afterimage, as if it was a fragment frozen in time!

Dangdangdang, four crisp sounds joined in one, and the four Bato killers fell back with blood on their chests.

The three people in the restaurant were also shocked, someone actually assassinated Lin Sen on the street, the middle-aged Saiyan's eyes burst into light, and Tarot was embarrassed to >

At this time, the old woman selling cooking cakes suddenly lifted the stall, and streamers shot out from the cooking cakes, glowing with blackness, hitting Lin Sen like a torrential rain.

At the same time, the big man of the Bato tribe who was carrying the flat burden took out the flat shoulder and stabbed it out, striking from the side, and the old man of the Namek tribe, who was almost unable to straighten his waist, quickly formed a seal with his hands, and a huge ice ridge appeared out of thin air and stabbed Lin Sen head-on.

The middle-aged Saiyan exhaled and stood up straight, these people turned out to be top masters with an energy value of close to one million, and they were so deeply hidden... Completely clued before.

In his slightly dull gaze, Lin Sen's half-open and half-closed eyes suddenly opened, as if he flashed out of thin air, and a sword light came first, instantly piercing into the chest of the black-faced Bato man.

Then he turned around, drew his sword and drew a circle around him, and Bartow's chest fell with blood on his chest.

One after another, the black light hit the qi wall under the long sword, and they all flew back upside down, still scattering flowers from the heavenly maiden, and the speed was several times faster, so frightened that the old woman even rolled and dodged.

"Awesome!" the Saiyan upstairs couldn't help but praise.

Lin Sen didn't stop, and stepped forward to meet the ice edge of the old man of the Namek tribe, clenched his left hand and smashed it out, hitting the ice edge without any fancy.

Click!

The ice edge shattered, countless ice chips scattered and flew away, and Lin Sen's fist continued unabated, smashing into his chest under the old man's frightened gaze.

It's not that the old man doesn't want to hide, but this punch is so big and right, there is an artistic conception that encompasses heaven and earth, so he has nowhere to hide.