Chapter 537 Ten People

"I'm just suggesting a way. For now, there is hope to solve those two feather clans. There are only two ways to do it. Otherwise, twenty years later, our human race will be subverted by the same race. Take care of your feathers at this time, and I'm afraid that in the future, the whole person and the whole nation will be roasted and eaten by foreign races!"

Chen Shuo was silent, not knowing how to describe it. He didn't know if Le Zhengyang's decision was cruel to the human race, or if he was wise and foolish to see through the situation. Perhaps, in Le Zhengyang's eyes, he pretended to be the entire human race, the hundreds of millions of people of a famous race, not a few dazzling geniuses among them. For the sake of the big picture, he can not hesitate to give up one or some. For the sake of the future of a nation.

Emperor Ming was also silent, and Wu Yun was even more watching his nose and nose from the sidelines, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, Emperor Ming spoke, his voice was a little dry and bitter, but it was extremely firm, "I have a junior, Mingyi." Now he is training on the battlefield of Sunshine, and he is now twenty-nine years old, and he is at the peak of the mid-stage of the power of the Ten Domains. I will recall him and let him go to the battlefield of the gods to do his part as a human race. ”

Chen Shuo was on the side, listening to Emperor Ming's words, and he had a feeling that his heart was in suspense and he couldn't help himself. is also a human race, that is, there is such a high-level, such a realm master, who has held up a piece of heaven and earth for the human race. All they have is true selflessness, true tolerance.

Reasonable, knowledgeable. Righteousness, kill relatives!

Although he didn't want to kill his relatives, Emperor Ming's words almost pushed the genius martial artist named Mingyi onto a thorny road that was almost lifeless!

"My great-grandson Wu Kong has also reached the time to break through the sun, originally I wanted him to experience and accumulate before breaking through, but now that there is such a good opportunity, let him also go to see the world. ”

Wu Yun laughed, as if the place where his great-grandson was going was not a battlefield of the gods and goddesses, but a good place full of treasures and magnificence.

Chen Shuo couldn't help himself anymore, took a step, and said in a loud voice, "Chen Shuo, I am willing to abolish my cultivation and fight the battlefield of the gods again!"

Le Zhengyang raised his head and glanced at Chen Shuo deeply. "That's very good. Since you have voluntarily entered the battlefield of the gods, then go back and prepare. As long as it exists in the Realm Lord's Pavilion, it doesn't matter what it is. Genius treasures, elixirs, and magic weapons. After three days, we will summon you, and we will personally defeat your cultivation and send you to the Moonlight Battlefield!"

"Yes!"

Chen Shuo's head was bowed. Retreated from the chamber.

"Emperor Ming is right, we should also reserve some fire for our human race. Then let's follow the second method to select from the Sunrise Battlefield. If these people can or come back, they will definitely be the pillars of our human race in the future!" After Chen Shuo left, Le Zheng said lightly.

"Leave this matter to me. Wu Yun nodded, "But, Lezheng." That Meng Heng of your Mingguang Realm has broken through now, and my human race has filled another realm master, which is really gratifying!"

"Meng Heng is a genius that I have not born for thousands of years, and to break through at this time, it is enough to accumulate. It comes naturally, naturally, naturally. In addition, the path that Meng Heng took was the path of the rising sun and the burning of all things. It's very different from the legacy of the Lord of Light. Therefore, this inheritance has returned to my hands, and it can create a realm master for my human race. ”

"The inheritance concept of the Lord of Light is to be bright and save the world. If you want to find a warrior who hangs the pot to help the world and has compassion, I'm afraid it's not easy. Emperor Ming sighed.

The inheritance of this Lord of Light is indeed extraordinary. Martial artists, whether they are high in the realm or star warriors who have just entered the martial arts. They all understand the principle of single-mindedness and refinement. Even Xingchen martial artists know that when they cultivate martial arts, they only cultivate attributes that fit with themselves, and take the road of "specialization" and "refinement". And the realm master is strong, and he has integrated all his understanding, spirit, and perception of martial arts into one furnace, removing the false and retaining the truth, and turning it into an extremely quintessential artistic conception.

Like the Lord of the Eight Realms of the Human Race, the Lord of Destiny, the Lord of Starlight, the Lord of the Sky, the Lord of Darkness, etc. and the newly promoted Meng Heng, who can be called the Lord of Bright Light.

Bright light, light. It's a small difference, but it's a big difference. Bright light is the meaning of the sun bursting and burning all things. Brightness, on the other hand, is a kind of selflessness and dedication. It is the artistic conception of the sun shining on all things and feeding the world.

No matter what kind of warrior, fight to win, and fight bravely. Cultivate martial arts, spirit, and artistic conception. All of them choose those who are powerful and have strong attack power, who will practice those martial arts that are selflessly dedicated to others? Who will have this kind of artistic conception?

It seems that the inheritance of this Lord of Light is unexpectedly incompetent?

"Nope. Some time ago, in a skirmish battle on the Plains of No Return on the Sunyao Battlefield, a warrior who was proficient in this path of light appeared. Waving his hand to heal countless warriors is very suitable for the inheritance of this path of light. Moreover, there is a hidden family in my Mingguang Realm, the Hua family. For generations, he has practiced the "Great Sage Light Formula" of the healing system, and is kind to others. Hua Yan, the daughter of Hua Heng, the head of the Hua family in this generation, is quite talented, and now she is also a martial artist in the early days of the Sun Yao and has entered the Sun Yao battlefield. Either of these two people can inherit the legacy of the Lord of Light. ”

"The wonder of the Hua family, I have heard of it a little, but who is the martial artist who is proficient in the way of light, how can I not know. ”

"You are also very familiar with this person, because he is Chen Shuo. ”

"Chen Shuo, this kid! I read some of his information on the Sunrise Battlefield, combined with what Meng Heng said. This kid has been inherited by the Mother Earth and the Lord of Time and Space, and is not only deeply immersed in the earth, but also proficient in the way of fire. Secretly learned the martial arts of the Izumo Realm Juque Sect, and was even cultivated by him to the Dacheng realm. Originally, I was worried that he would be distracted by his misstudies. But now it seems that he is still proficient in the way of light. This kid is really" Emperor Ming shook his head, not knowing whether to sigh or regret.

"In that case, then give the inheritance of this Lord of Light to Na Huayan. The inheritance of the Lord of Plants and Trees has been given, and now it is being trained on the battlefield, and it will not be long before it can make a name for itself. But this matter is not urgent, the key is the battlefield of the gods, we still need to plan well. Regardless of the success or failure of Chen Shuo's group, we must make complete plans. ”

"Great goodness, gather the other realm lords and start an emergency meeting!"

Chen Shuo naturally didn't know because of the news he brought. The entire upper echelons of the Terran were in a state of tension. And one order, an instruction from these people, will set off a gust of wind throughout the continent. In the dark, the situation on the mainland, under the interference of Chen Shuo's visitors after 10,000 years, slowly underwent unknown changes.

After Chen Shuo left the Battlefield of the Gods, he lived in the Desolate Realm, doing his best to recover from his injuries and sum up his experience. Three days later. A moonlight warrior arrived, taking Chen Shuo through the teleportation array. Came to the head of the Nine Realms of the Terran Race, the main city of the Bright Realm where Le Zhengyang, the first person of the Terran Race, sits.

However, this time, Chen Shuo did not come to travel and hang out, so he didn't even have time to enjoy the scenery of this Guangming City, and when he left Guangming City, he was taken to a side hall, and there were four or five warriors in the side hall, both moonlight warriors and sunshine powerhouses. Sitting or standing, with different expressions. But the only thing they have in common is that these warriors are very young, and none of them are over thirty years old.

Chen Shuo knew in his heart that these martial artists were probably all selected and were about to enter the genius elites of the battlefield of the gods. No wonder each one is not weak.

Chen Shuo also found a corner, sat down quietly, and waited for a while, and three or four more warriors entered the main hall. Everyone was silent and did not talk, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

After a while, there were a total of ten warriors sitting in the hall, including Chen Shuo, and at this time, someone came in and took Chen Shuo and his party to a hall.

As soon as I entered the main hall, I found that there were a lot of people standing inside, among them, in front of the hall, above the hall, there were eight people with different momentums and wearing robes of various colors, which were the eight realm lords of the human race!

This was the first time that Chen Shuo had seen the eight great realm masters of the human race at the same time. Although I had seen a few of them in the council hall before, they were all phantoms after all, far less than the shock of the eight people who came here now.

The eight realm lords, full of imposing momentum, seemed to be deliberately restrained, looking like eight ordinary people without the slightest martial arts. But these eight people stood there, and there was still an inexplicable majesty, which made everyone's hearts sink.

Chen Shuo saw a young man at the end of the eight people on the right side, wearing a light blue robe, with a handsome face and blue eyes, his eyes flickering. I knew in my heart that this young man who looked like a prince of a family was probably the Lord of the Waves among the Eight Realm Lords, who single-handedly created the Sea Clan, the previous generation of City Lords of the Wave City of the West Sea Realm, Zhang Yifeng!

Le Zhengyang stood in the middle of the eight people, first glanced at a few people from beginning to end, and then said lightly, "Today, you gather together." I guess I also understand the next task and the path. ”

"Our human race, on the surface, seems to be separated from other races, but in fact it is in danger"

As soon as Le Zhengyang, the head of the Eight Great Realm Lords, said this, the expressions of the ten martial artists below all changed slightly, obviously a little shocked.

"The ambition of the alien wolf son intends to plot the Nine Realms of the Human Race for thousands of years. The battlefield of the gods a year ago was a wedge that gave the alien a chance. ”

"I won't explain the origin of the battlefield of the gods. What I need to tell you is that in the battlefield of the gods, all the realm lord inheritances have been taken out by one of you. The battlefield of the gods is already a piece of chicken ribs for our human race. ”

As soon as Le Zhengyang finished speaking, many well-informed people looked at Chen Shuo with surprised eyes. After all, among the few people, the only one who has entered the battlefield of the gods is Chen Shuo!