That's why the Great War of All Nations!

The war of all races is more like a battle, for their respective realms, for resources, and for ......

Escape from the Worlds!

All worlds will perish!

The Great Realm will also fall!

In Ye Wushuang's heart, endless ripples vibrate.

The spiritual world is not as beautiful as imagined, and even more cruel.

All races compete, compete for a glimmer of life, compete for the distribution of various resources, etc.!

It is precisely because of this that the Great War of All Nations appeared.

With the younger generation to decide the winner or loser, the game between various resources and the top figures at the top, etc., indeed, the price paid is the least.

But.

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang captured one of the important pieces of information.

"The Great War of All Races, once in a hundred years?"

He asked.

"Then why, ten years ago, the Great War of All Nations ended, and now only ten years have passed, and there are only three years left?"

This is somewhat different from what the palace master said.

When the palace master heard this, he sighed helplessly, and his expression was complicated.

"Because, not long ago, the strongest person in my human race, who sits in the spirit world, fell."

"The primeval covenant has always been based on strength and weakness."

"In this world, there are no eternal and immutable rules, only absolute strength, my spiritual realm, my human race is weak, so the covenant can also be changed because of this."

"In the past three years, my spiritual realm has paid a great price in exchange for it."

"In the future, if you have the opportunity to walk in the spiritual realm, you will know!"

The palace master's eyes dimmed for a moment.

"This!" Ye Wushuang was completely stunned.

The rules of the Ten Thousand Worlds are so cruel that the so-called primeval covenant was easily broken?

"Is it cruel?" The palace master calmed down again and asked.

"Cruel."

Ye Wushuang clenched his fists.

"But that's the reality."

The palace master shook his head.

After a moment of silence, he said again, "Ten years ago, my Terran Tianjiao, fought against all the races, crossed all the enemies, killed the Tianjiao of all the same generations, in exchange for a hundred years of peace, and won endless resources for the Terran Race, but when the strongest of the Terran Race sat down, all this was like a dream bubble!" ”

He sighed.

"That senior, have you gone to the Ten Domains?" Ye Wushuang was also silent, and finally, he changed the topic and asked.

"Nope."

"His qualifications are too strong, which has triggered the targeting of all races, countless Tianjiao have made a move, he is alone, fighting to exhaustion, killing countless people with the town, but after all, he was nailed to death in front of the domain gate!"

The palace master said loudly with respect.

When Ye Wushuang heard this, he clenched his fists.

One person fights the Tianjiao of all races and overwhelms the enemies of all worlds.

In the end, although he was exhausted in life and death, he still defeated all strong enemies. Terrans, forcibly exchanged for a piece of peace. How great is this?

Its heroic posture is so magnificent.

"Such a person, he should not be allowed to stay in the battlefield of all races!"

Ye Wushuang said loudly, his eyes bright.

"Not bad."

"Also." The palace master groaned for a moment.

"Your golden blood, some meaning, perhaps, not completely, comes from the transformation of the exercises."

"If, golden blood, you were born with it, maybe, that person's name, you will be very interested."

He raised his eyes, his gaze deep.

When Ye Wushuang heard this, he looked up puzzled.

"That person, Mingye Kills the Sky!"

Rumble!

Ye Chopping the Sky!

These three words fell.

Ye Wushuang was struck by lightning.

His father's name is exactly, Ye Chotian!

Ten years ago.

Ye Qitian was burdened with the life and death of the human race in the spirit world, and knew that this trip was destined to perish, so he sent Ye Wushuang and Ye Qing'er into the vast continent?

Combined with the time.

There really is a great connection between the two, it seems.

Ye Chotian, ten years ago.

These two pieces of information, put together, Ye Wushuang was almost certain that ten years ago, the one who killed all enemies in the war of all clans was his father!

Ye Wushuang's fists were clenched, and in his eyes, the sharp sword light was flickering.

Former.

It was not that their parents abandoned them, but that they had to send them into the vast continent.

One person fights the powerful enemies of all worlds alone, and kills all the people of the same generation.

What an astonishing feat.

But.

This also means that if you know that he has a queen, how can all the worlds and all races let them go?

It turns out that the truth of the past ten years turned out to be like this!

Ten years ago.

My father fought for the human race until he died.

Now, the flesh is crucified in the battlefield of all races!

"I want to participate in the Great War of All Races, not only to enter the Ten Domains, but also to take my father's body out of the battlefield of all races and bury him!"

Ye Wushuang muttered to himself, extremely firm.

He swore in his heart.

"May I ask the palace master, what about Ye Qitian's wife and children?" At this time, Ye Wushuang's voice was hoarse and asked.

"I don't know."

"He has a son and a daughter, but unfortunately, since before the Great War of the Ten Thousand Races, he has lost a trace, and as for his wife, it is even more unknown and very mysterious."

"Its origin may be related to the Ten Domains."

The palace master replied calmly.

He sat on the throne, lowered his eyes, and looked at Ye Wushuang.

Be patient.

Apparently.

The palace master had already guessed Ye Wushuang's identity, so he specially summoned him and talked with him.

"I see." Ye Wushuang took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

"There are still three years to go, and I can't help you much."

"If you are strong enough, you should go all the way and climb up, if you are not strong enough, you will be silent in the spiritual realm, and you will be doomed to perish if you barely set foot on the battlefield of all races."

The palace master said.

"The battlefield of all races, I will definitely go. What kind of cultivation and ranking can you participate in the Great War of Ten Thousand Races in three years? Ye Wushuang asked.

"Top 10 on the battle list."

The palace master's eyes lit up and said.

"Is it difficult?"

"It's hard."

"What you are going to face is not only the many Zhanzi, but also, in the entire human race, there are peerless Tianjiao who have not received the war seal, and some of them will not be weaker than the Zhanzi."

The palace master said.

When Ye Wushuang heard this, above his physique, the sword aura was sharp, and he became more and more sharp.

How difficult is it?

Even if it is like climbing to the sky, he will not move forward.

Sword Cultivation.

Never let the odds stop you.

"There are three more years to go, and I won't give up."

Ye Wushuang spoke loudly.

Then, he clenched his fist at the palace master, "Palace master, the junior is leaving, thank you for telling the palace master." ”

"Well, let's go, in the War Palace, you can choose an ancient mountain as a cave."

"When you first enter the battle list, you have ten days, and you can not be affected, but, ten days later, there will be a son of war, and even a genius of the spirit list, to come to challenge, you are a son of war, destined to grow from the endless war!"

"Therefore, the same generation fights, and the sons of war must not refuse."

The palace master said loudly.

This is the rule of the war palace.

It is also the rule of the warson.

If you want to become a warrior, climb from the battle list, each of them has gone through thousands of battles, stepped on the sea of corpses and blood, and climbed to the top.

It's brutal.

However, stepping into the battlefield of all races and facing the pride of all races and demons, it is only the beginning!

"I will, despite all the difficulties and dangers, when I hold the sword, I will be a person with a sword, and I will fight an invincible road!"

Ye Wushuang responded firmly.

Then, he turned around and walked out of the ancient hall.

Then.

Yang Wushu walked in.

"Is that him?" Yang Wuving's eyes under the mask were a little nervous.

"It should be."

The palace master sighed lightly.

When Yang Wushu heard this, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then, it also turned into endless helplessness.

"It's a pity."

"In the past, the Holy Clan who fought for the spiritual realm is now only one person who is still in the world. I hope he is good enough not to fall into the prestige of that clan, and I hope that he is mediocre and leaves a spark for that clan......"