This time, the Great War of the Races.

The Terrans are at the very center of the storm and waves.

The human race does not have the same deep heritage as the gods and demons, and even in the first ten miles of the ten thousand races, the human race has the weakest heritage.

The Terrans were killed.

You must not wait like a god or a fairy, waiting for the last entry.

Choosing to be the last to enter is often the one that can get the most benefits.

But that also depends on your own strong foundation, obviously the Terrans can't wait.

In this case, it is the most decisive and wise decision to go to war in one go.

It's just that Lin Tian will not participate in this big battle.

He needs to prepare for the Dead Star in a month's time.

The matter of Yunjingchen has subsided.

After that, there is the direction of the devouring star.

The Devouring Star has been discovered by all races, and it has become an opportunity for all races to compete for.

How to mediate and get the most benefits still needs to be designed.

Of course, there is another point, Lin Tian himself needs to digest the essence.

Relying on cloud mirror dust, or relying on devouring stars, can be regarded as two more ways.

On the screen above the building, the live broadcast of the pole continues.

From beginning to end, the pole did not mention the name of riding the wind.

Obviously, the main culprit of the fiasco in the South China Sea is actually Chengfeng.

If you don't ride the wind and go your own way, it won't cause such a disaster.

Riding the wind, apparently nailed to the pillar of shame.

"Next, bury my Terran Martial Saint Heavenly Fire, may the soul of the Heavenly Fire Martial Saint bless my Terran!"

The sound of the pole continued to resound.

With a wave of one hand, the light on the screen flickered, and after it was clear again, he had come to a place near the mountains and rivers.

"This is the hometown of the Heavenly Fire Martial Saint, Shishuili County, Jingnan."

The pole opened his mouth in a low voice, and walked into a cemetery that had already been built.

As the camera zoomed in, tens of thousands of troops were neatly waiting in the cemetery, and a black and gold coffin was slowly carried by eight Terran warriors to a grave that had been dug.

The sad suona song that belongs to the human race alone sounds.

Paper money and wreaths burned, and smoke slowly rose into the clouds.

Next to the grave, the descendants of the Heavenly Fire Martial Saint dressed in white were already crying.

Dressed in black, Guan Yin Martial Saint and Fire Stealing Martial Saint stood on both sides of the grave.

As the black gold coffin slowly entered the pit, it began to fill in the earth.

At this moment, all over the Terran race, there was a mournful sound.

above the square.

A woman with a blue nose and swollen face sat on a bench and watched the live broadcast on the screen of the building.

Her eyes trembled, and she was also shocked by this scene.

"The Heavenly Fire Martial Saint has fallen for too many years, and the corpse has only appeared now, maybe there is big news in it!"

The woman muttered, and the sensitivity of a professional reporter was instantly activated.

I thought directly of the news that could be mined.

The woman was the same female journalist at the time of the outbreak of the South China Sea Rebellion.

It was the same person who interviewed Pei Ning and said that Lin Tian was the culprit of the Terran war.

Because, she wants to be red.

is even more because she received Jiang Qingyan's red envelope and got Jiang Qingyan's guarantee.

As long as she said that Lin Tian was a sinner on the live broadcast, and broadcast it live, Jiang Qingyan and Jiang Daoheng played the scene within the battle line.

She will rise in one step.

And so it is.

She discredited Lin Tian, and also went to the eighth front to broadcast Jiang Daoheng and Jiang Qingyan live.

This series of actions really saved some of Jiang Daoheng's reputation.

The problem is that she then went to the 12th World War Front.

And the person who suppressed the Twelfth World War Front was Lin Tian.

In addition, a series of events occurred after that, which led to her rout, and she was even directly fired by the leader.

Even, just this morning, she was recognized, and then the man hit her with a blue nose and swollen face.

For the current female journalist, she has lost everything.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Lin Tian died.

Lin Tian is dead, then her smearing Lin Tian will fade over time.

However, when she saw the live broadcast of the Extreme Martial Saint, she seemed to have found another point that could be reported.

That is, the story behind the return of the Heavenly Fire Martial Saint to the human race.

The female journalist believes that as long as she reports on it, she will definitely rise.

However, now she has been expelled......

"I can have plastic surgery, change my name and surname......"

The female reporter murmured, and a ray of life emerged in her heart.

"You...... Isn't that ......?"

At this moment, a man walked up to the female reporter, frowned and spoke, always feeling that he had seen a female reporter somewhere.

"You admit that you are wrong, I don't know you!"

The female reporter hurriedly lowered her head, she wailed in her heart, she was beaten into a pig's head, how could anyone still recognize her?

And at the moment, in the building screen.

The funeral of the Heavenly Fire Martial Saint was still going on, and a sad atmosphere filled the entire square.

Gradually, someone reacted.

"The Heavenly Fire Martial Saint has been falling for many years, why was the body only discovered at this moment?"

Someone cried and asked.

Gradually, all the Terran creatures who saw this scene had such doubts in their hearts.

In front of the female reporter, the man who questioned the female reporter just now also looked at the live broadcast and muttered:

"Yes, where did the corpse of the Heavenly Fire Martial Saint come from?"

And when the emotion of this question reaches its highest point.

Inside the screen, the Pole Martial Saint said calmly:

"The body of the Heavenly Fire Martial Saint was taken away by the Magnetic Spirit Clan's Ancestor Emperor Xing and hidden in the Purgatory Ridge.

It was the first day of my human race, and he and his teacher Liu Zihua went to investigate the clues.

Bombarded and killed Emperor Xing, and brought back the body of the Heavenly Fire Martial Saint and Han Chengdong, the son of the Evergreen Martial Saint who was imprisoned by Emperor Xing! ”

With the deep voice of the Extreme Martial Saint, it resounded.

All the Terran creatures who heard his voice fell into a moment of frustration.

As for below, above the square.

Almost instantaneously, there was silence.

Immediately afterward, someone shouted:

"It's Lin Tian!"

"It's Lin Tian again, it turns out that he went to Purgatory Ridge for this matter!"

"Even Han Chengdong was rescued by him, and there was a reporter before who said that Lin Tian was the culprit of the Terran war!"

"Damn, why are so many people slandering Lin Tian!"

"He brought back the Holy Tribulation, killed Moyan to protect the dignity of the human race, brought back the corpse of the Heavenly Fire Martial Saint and Han Chengdong, and he also killed the human race for five minutes.

Such a great achievement, such a great achievement!! ”

"Who dares, slander Lin Tian, I think who dares to !!"

………………

Exclamations and sorrowful voices resounded in the square.

In an instant, the grief of Lin Tian's fall was once again ignited by the Extreme Martial Saint.

The crowd burst into a clamour.

On the bench, the female reporter opened her mouth wide after hearing the voice of the extreme martial saint.

It's Lin Tian again!

"Why is it still him?"

The female reporter's heart was shocked, followed by a wave of anger.

How did she feel that Lin Tian had been targeting her?

"You ......"

At this moment, the man in front of the female reporter suddenly became cold, and he shouted in a low voice for a moment:

"It's you, you're the female reporter who slandered Lin Tian, and you !!remember turning into ashes."

As the man roared.

For a moment, a pair of eyes looked at the square.

Immediately afterward, anger erupted.

Finished!

The female reporter's heart shook, the color of cold palpitations overflowed her eyes, and her heart wailed.