Being able to follow him silently without being noticed by him, this high priest should be the Terran Tianjiao who was born in the Chaos Eternal Realm in Emperor Qi's mouth.

An innate demon god who has been badly injured!

This is the first time Wang Yu has really seen the innate demon god, and the clone of the Desolate Emperor Shi Hao and the remnant soul of Emperor Qi of Yanzhou Dingnei are not real innate demon gods.

The gap between the innate demon god and the innate demon god was not really noticed until this time!

In the face of this high priest who looked like he was in his last years, he couldn't raise the strength to resist at all!

If it weren't for the fact that his heart was strong enough and he still had the intention of fighting in his heart, Wang Yu would probably have doubted his life.

Although he didn't have much thought about the path of the Human Emperor, considering that only through the high-level of the Terran could he sort out the current situation in the Mixed Yuan Eternal Realm in the simplest way, Wang Yu chose to follow the high priest to the capital of the Terran - Wind Ruins.

Wang Yu, who has long been clear that his way is martial arts, has never coveted the human emperor road from the beginning, although this is a road to heaven, a convenient road belonging to the human race, but Wang Yu has never looked at him from beginning to end.

Because, this path is very good, and he is not the path he chose after all.

There is another one, although the shortcut is easy to take, how can it be without trouble.

Dao enemies, such opponents as those who are bound to experience the Tao, do not mention them, and say that after the preaching, the title of the Emperor of the People is not called at random, and the cause and effect borne by these two words is not small.

You have the great luck of the human race, and you have jumped to the throne of the human emperor and become a Taoist mixed element, and accordingly, you will have to bear the responsibility brought by the word human emperor.

Wang Yu, who is accustomed to idle clouds and wild cranes, has no patience to plan for the rise of the human race.

That's not his character.

Otherwise, he would not have decisively abandoned the position of the Emperor of the Liaozhai World and the position of the Emperor of the Heaven Covering World.

If he didn't cut these two fruit positions with one punch and one kick, he would be able to sit on the ground and the world would be destroyed.

Eight words: If you don't want to do this, you can't help it!

The same people, but different lives.

That night, among the two people named by the high priest to take away, Xiaoqing was favored by the high priest, and the little girl couldn't see what she wanted to leave, so she opened her mouth to take Erhe's stupid dog to the wind market with Ah Gong, and the high priest nodded and agreed.

If it weren't for Ah Gong's homeland, he was unwilling to leave the Xia family, and the two people and one dog who took the medicine house as their home were now afraid that all of them would 'emigrate' to Fengxu.

The status of the Terran capital city in the Terran is not comparable to that of the United States in the eighties and nineties, with abundant resources, perfect education, and most importantly, security.

The Wind Ruins are the supreme holy land for the human race living in the Mixed Element Eternal Realm.

If it is not worthy of cultivating the Terran Tianjiao, and if it is not the Terran princes with great merit and great magical powers, it is very likely that the remaining Terrans will not be able to set foot in the Wind Ruins once in their lives.

Being able to immigrate to Fengxu as a family is something that many princes can hardly do.

After all, the number of heirs of the Terran princes who lived for an unknown amount of time was in the millions.

In the current structure of the human race, the gathering place of the human race of the Xia clan is a special case, in order to avoid the attention of Taiyi suppressed by Cangzu, Emperor Qi left the means to divide the clan land very early, suppressing the size and strength of the Xia clan.

Otherwise, as the queen of the Five Emperors and the descendants of Great Xia, the Xia tribe would not have fallen into a clan that really set foot on the path of cultivation.

Today, the emperor is dead, and the golden flame of the sun is wiped out.

The connection between the Xia tribe and Taiyi has been severed, and there is no need to continue to hibernate.

The high priest took Xiaoqing away this time in order to cultivate a powerful and intelligent leader for the Xia clan, and completely activate the Xia clan, a tribe with strong bloodlines.

Wang Yu was not treated by the high priest, and he couldn't describe him if he wanted anything, except for a spatial coordinate that marked where the wind ruins were, he didn't get anything from the high priest.

Keep breaking the void and keep moving forward.

The high priest walked the road in a few steps that night, Wang Yu was stunned, and it took twenty-eight days to rush without sleep, and then he finished walking!

On the twenty-ninth day after the high priest left the Xia clan, Wang Yu rushed to the wind ruins with a frosty face!

Looking at the wind ruins, the capital of the human race scattered on the giant trees in front of him, Wang Yu couldn't help but feel a strange emotion in his heart.

Not atmospheric enough!

For some reason, these four words in Wang Yu's heart flashed away.

Even though this green tree carrying the wind ruins is an innate spiritual root, no less essential than a mature innate demon god, and can shelter the capital wind ruins in times of crisis, in Wang Yu's eyes, there is still a lack of spirit that is full of upward spirit and is not afraid of all challenges.

Suppressing the strange emotions in his heart, Wang Yu stepped into the wind ruins on the green trees in the sky.

No one to guide you, no one to guide you, but in the dark, Wang Yu just knows what you should do?

Therefore, it didn't take long for his figure to appear in a desolate small world.

Standing at the edge of the small thousand world, looking at the empty small thousand world, Wang Yu was a little puzzled? What the hell is the high priest doing? Didn't he say that he was going to face the human race, and now the eight kings and seventy-two candidates are fighting in the sky? Why is there no ghost shadow except him!

Just when Wang Yu was puzzled, a figure wearing animal skins and holding a crystal ancient spear appeared not far from him, and put on a fighting posture.

"Lonely is the seventy-two red square waits of the human race, and the person who comes is named. ”

Chifang Hou, who was holding an ancient spear, was the leader of the Chifang clan, a large tribe of the human race, and once killed eight alien Tianjiao of the same realm on the shore of Tianshui with a single war spear.

With a combat power, even among the seventy-two candidates of the Terrans, it can rank in the top ten!

"Terran, Wang Yu. ”

"The high priest only summoned the eight kings and seventy-two candidates of my human race this time, where did you come from?"

"You can ask the high priest about my origins after the war, and now: war? or retreat?"

Speaking of the battle, Wang Yu's eyes began to glow.

He hadn't met a decent opponent since Emperor Zun, and his fists were almost rusty.

has been in a high position for many years, although Chi Fanghou's original intention has not changed and his combat power is even more regrettable, his temper has increased a lot unconsciously, and he was a little annoyed after hearing Wang Yu's unkind reply.

"Take Me a Spear, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill"

The boundless sea of blood emerged from behind Chi Fang Hou, and one after another strong enemies who fell in Chi Fang Hou's hands walked out of the sea of blood and attacked Wang Yu.

In an instant, hundreds of temptation attacks that could easily annihilate the Extreme Dao Supreme came to Wang Yu, dragging the immovable Wang Yu into the blood-colored attacks that spread throughout the world.

"If the existence in the sea of blood is still alive, this blow is still a little interesting, but it's a pity, it's useless. ”