In the messy boulders deep in the valley, nine figures slowly walked out, all of them were human saint masters of all kinds of imposing and different shapes.

The one who spoke was the leader, nine feet tall, burly, wearing only leather armor, holding a mountain axe taller than the others, the muscles exposed on the outside were bronze, the knots bulged, and the eye-catching "yellow finch" totem was drawn.

The barbarian young master is the second strongest under the barbarian sage, and the human saint is in the middle realm.

"I'm defeated!"

Ulan straightened up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Hahaha......"

Sudo laughed, his thick eyebrows, big eyes and wide mouth trembled: "I heard that there is only one human saint who has sent him to death in this city of enmity, isn't it infinitely close to the great saint?" Or is there a group of Terran saints in the shadows? made Sister Ulan so miserable. ”

The other eight human saints laughed one after another.

Ulan looked at everyone and said seriously: "There is only one, the Human Saint Primal Realm!" ”

Sudo and the eight alien saint masters smiled, and Sudo said angrily, "What are you kidding? According to the legend of the ancestors, the ancient emperors of the human race are all weak, and only the ancient emperors and above will be particularly strong if they cultivate the ancient Taoism and open the world of the ancient emperors, otherwise how can my ten thousand races be suppressed by the human race for countless years?

The Terran Saints can't beat us in the same realm, how can a person defeat you in the Saint Primal Realm, you must be joking! ”

The more he spoke, the more excited he became: "We are here to open the best place for the human race to open 700,000 miles of heaven and earth, as long as a small array is broken, everything will be easy to say......"

Ulan said seriously: "The guardian of this Linqiu City, the human saint, is born with divine power, and the Fang Tian painting halberd used is millions of catties per halberd, which is stronger than the barbarians and the witch clans of the upper ten clans!" And his Dao pattern is very weird, I think...... It's like the Dao pattern of the ancestors of the Wu Clan and the Shenwu Clan! This person is not quite right, the Terrans are not stupid, they must have sent the strongest human saint to guard here! ”

Suto and the other nine were silent.

The most valuable quality of most of the aliens over the human race is that they don't have too many bells and whistles, they don't have too many bells and whistles, and they are seriously considering Ulan's words.

After a while, Sudo said: "Tomorrow the morning will attack, we will first take turns to fight him, lead him out of the battle, and then kill him together, if this person is very clever and does not want to go too far into the battle, then we will ...... the weakest side of the human race."

He said arrogantly, "Spell! Terran saints, if you don't reach the ancient emperor realm, you can't spell! With a spell, killing this person will definitely make him desperate!

And we have to let Linglong, Lin Xiutian and my brother's three perverts have no chance to make a move, and we can't let them steal the first credit! ”

"Good!"

……

Inside the city.

Xin Zhuo blessed the formation again, re-examining the feasibility of squeezing out the dry bones of those warriors from 10,000 years ago,

When he returned to the top, the craftsmen of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion had already rushed to repair the courtyard, and when they saw him return, they knelt on the ground as if they were gods.

In the house, Lu Zhiruo, Song Xinruo, Murong Bo and He Jiuhe had already served snacks and put away the water for washing their feet.

Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged, comfortably put his feet in the bathtub, and asked, "How is it ahead?" ”

He Jiuhe hurriedly said: "Back to the saint, now that the formation has been opened, the ancestors of each family and more than one hundred and thirty more than one hundred thousand disciples have gone to guard the front line of the hundred clans, once the alien race attacks, there will be a report." ”

"Good!"

Xin Zhuo lay down lazily.

The crane Jiuhe hesitated for a moment, and boldly asked, "Sage, can we stop it?" ”

Xin Zhuo opened his eyes and looked at this person, and the Hejiuhe who was looking directly was sweating, and knelt down with "poof": "I heard that there are ten major alien races on the other side, tens of millions of ethnic groups, all of them are above the Earth Fairyland, the enemy is outnumbered, and we ......."

Xin Zhuo smiled: "I'm here, the small array won't break!" ”

The four of them glanced at each other, and a trace of warmth flowed in their hearts, and the saint's words were like reassurances.

[However, if the guard is not extinguished, it will kill people, and I can't completely guarantee your safety!] 】

Xin Zhuo didn't say this, he thought of the tens of thousands of warriors who were shocked to death when Da Luo and Da Yan were destroyed.

……

Following.

The east has just revealed the white belly of the fish, and in the streets and alleys of the city, ordinary people walk on the street with caution and buy daily necessities normally.

Suddenly, everyone looked up.

Just listening to the heaven and earth, a vast horn or drum sounded, and it was impossible to tell what it was, but it was full of solemnity and suffocating pressure.

This is not a Terran instrument!

"The alien killing is coming!"

Someone exclaimed, and the whole city was in chaos in an instant.

The Governor hurriedly brought his officers and soldiers to maintain order.

"Woo Woo ......"

I saw six "streamers" flashing from the sky and heading straight to the south.

……

"Whew-"

The dull sound of the horn came from the south of the city of Vengeance, in the wilderness where humans rarely set foot in it, with a heart-pounding rudeness, tyranny, and pressure.

The 110,000 Terran warriors of the major forces, relying on the huge dome-like formation light curtain, stood on the 400-mile-wide 10,000-year-old formation platform, looking ahead with tension and hesitation.

After a while, I saw two black lines slowly pressing from the depths of the wild land.

That's right, it's two black lines,

The next one is two or three hundred thousand people of different races riding unknown beasts, riding strange chariots, strange clothes and strange appearances.

The above one is a large number of flying beasts with wings spread out, and there are a slightly neatly dressed alien race with a more eccentric appearance sitting on the beast's body, and even some white-haired, handsome-looking, fair-skinned alien races fly with wings on their backs.

There were still hundreds of miles away, and an overwhelming aura of barbarism and murder was coming.

This is a battle that most martial artists have never seen in their lives, and most of them began to tremble in their hearts, their bodies trembled slightly, and their faces turned pale.

Until, the more than 200 quasi-saints of the alien race who flew high in the sky and soared into the sky and ten domineering alien saints appeared,

Everyone, including the Flying Sword Ancestor, Spirit Sword Ancestor, and the other eight quasi-saints, instantly fell into despair!

More than 200 quasi-saints of different races.

There are only eight of us!

Ten saints of the alien race!

There's only one in our family!

At this time, the light behind him was magnificent, and the momentum of the Nine Colored Mixed Yuan Saint soared to the sky, and a voice that was indifferent but clear to everyone said: "What can you do with the barbarian people of different races, the lowly races, even if they are billions of trillions?" The human race fought the heavens and the earth, and fought the immortal martial arts, how could he ever say defeat? ”

One sentence makes everyone's blood boil, yes, the human race has always been weak, but it has always stood on the top of heaven and earth, this is not the glory and greatness of the human race!

The matter has come to this, and today's battle is still glorious even though it is dead.

100,000 warriors shouted in unison: "Fight the heavens and the earth, fight the immortal martial arts, and never say never!" ”

Xin Zhuo was stunned, he had heard similar words many times, the original Jiang family and the ancient emperor of the land of bitter seas used to sound very embarrassing and middle-class, but now he suddenly understood the state of mind of the sages when they said this, it was a kind of determination to fight to the end, the tenacity of never giving up and the helplessness of having to fight.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at the ten alien saints outside the front formation.

Six people are in the middle realm, and four are in the first realm.

Worrying things still happened, there were too many masters.

Can you hold the formation?

Can you make it yourself?

All races attack, how many warriors can survive under this command?

After the martial artists under his command are dead, no one blesses the formation, the formation is broken, and he is besieged by the tenfold human saint, and there is still a chance to live?

The people in the holy land, the cave and the mountain, their hearts can be punished!

He proved his talent, and he had no intention of being their enemy, but he was trapped in death and hardship countless times, and he used strange reasons......

Wait until the day he stands on the top of the mountain......

"Boom ......"

Outside the formation, the dense and boundless alien race began to charge.

The group posted a photo, someone in the family really died, and the author didn't save the manuscript, owed, alas!

(End of chapter)