Beidou.

Outside the Holy City, a rugged strong man with a resolute face on his back flew towards the Holy City.

Qing Cang, the guardian of the Holy City, had already sensed the existence of this pair from his divine sense, and when the strong man with a rough aura was about to arrive in the Holy City, he opened the formation shrouded in the sky over the Holy City and welcomed the two into the depths of the Holy City.

Seeing that the formation hole in the sky above the holy city was open, and the people who came were not polite, and with a flash of rainbow light, he had already set foot in the pure land where Lanzhi was full of immortal springs.

"Ge Laozi, if I didn't happen to pass by this time, I'm afraid that he would overthrow the Holy City when he comes back. As he spoke, the man handed the young man on his back to Qingcang.

"Sheng Ao is still immature, he rushed out of the Holy City to escape from my protection after a little provocation, in the past thirty years, although he has also cultivated some skills, but compared to the enemies left by the King Saint, it is still not enough to see!" Qing Cang shook his head and sighed as he looked at Sheng Ao in front of him who was unconscious due to his injuries.

"Yes, not everyone has the ability of Wang Sheng, and this little guy Sheng Ao is indeed a little strict with himself.

However, that's true, but I also helped Qingcang Daoyou avoid a big disaster, and I hope Qingcang Daoyou will give me some convenience in the next things. ”

Looking at the rugged and strong man who I am afraid of, Qing Cang nodded and said: "Speaking of which, the old man really owes you a favor to the barbarian saint, what do you think of the barbarian saint is straightforward." ”

Qingcang's frankness caught the strong man known as the barbarian saint a little unprepared, but his arrogant personality made him still cheeky and said his intentions: "Qingcang Daoyou, although this life is a golden world, the situation is too chaotic, although my barbarian son Lang Chiyou has the demeanor of an ancient emperor and a young man, but compared with Wang Sheng and his brother and other powerful people who have become famous, his pace is too far behind."

Therefore, I would like to ask you Qingcang Daoist for some Divine Source Liquid, seal him in the next Golden World, let him become the emperor in the next magnificent era, and contribute to the status of my human race. ”

"The barbarian king Chiyou also wants to proclaim himself? Hey! The water in this life is indeed too deep, and he has not yet cut the Dao and has not yet imprinted the breath of the emperor, so it is the right time to proclaim himself!"

Hearing Qingcang's sigh, the barbarian raised his eyebrows: "Listen to the meaning of Daoyou, in addition to Chi You, there is also my human race Tianjiao who chose to profess himself?"

In the face of the middle-strong barbarian saint who also belonged to the Terran camp, Qingcang, the protector of the human race, did not rise to conceal his thoughts: "Before this, the Venerable of West Kunlun also found an old man to seek the divine source liquid for the contemporary golden mother of West Kunlun. ”

"The contemporary Golden Mother? is the one known as the little leopard? and the Shengao boy has been under pressure for more than 20 years, and the Shengao boy can't hold his head up?

No wonder the Shengao boy was like his mother when he fought with those people of the ancient clan, it turned out that he was happy and gave up his love. ”

Hearing that the leopard girl Golden Mother who has an innate Dao fetal physique in Xi Kunlun has already proclaimed herself in the Divine Source Liquid, the Barbarian Saint only then knew why Sheng Ao would fight to the death when facing an enemy ten times his own before, it turned out that he was injured and ready to seek death and life!

"In the face of an enemy ten times his size, he can still save a life, Sheng Ao has the wind of a brother! His physique is also a little special, some like the rumored golden ancient clan that hooked Chen Guxing, if he can grow up smoothly, I am afraid that the future will be limitless!"

After feeling a sigh or two, Qingcang continued: "I do have some Divine Source Liquid here that can be handed over to you as a Barbarian Sage, but I have one condition, as long as the Barbarian Sage nods, I will immediately send the Divine Source Liquid with both hands." ”

The barbarian saint, who was in urgent need of the divine source liquid, did not recklessly agree: "Qingcang Daoist, please tell me the conditions, if you can do it, you will definitely not disappoint the Daoist." ”

Looking at the barbarian saint Qingcang, who had reservations, he said slowly: "I hope that the barbarian saint can move the tribe station from the southern region back to the northern region, and garrison the territory of the northern region for my human race not to be violated by the ancient tribe." ”

After listening to the conditions proposed by Sheng Ao, the barbarian thought for a moment about the pros and cons of the barbarians, and then nodded and agreed, although the barbarians are a race on the surface, but what is the situation inside, the Beidou kings all know in their hearts, this is a branch of the human race.

Because of his elder brother, the human demon Dongfang Taiyi and the human slaughter of the king saint, although the current human race in Beidou is not called shouted and beaten by everyone, it is also discriminated against, excluded and suppressed by all races.

Openly and secretly, there are still a group of enemies with the 'two', who are secretly taking revenge on the human race to vent their cruelty.

In the past few decades, the situation of the barbarians in the Southern Regions has not been very good, if it were not for the slaughter of people...... Bah... It was Wang Sheng who slaughtered the purple light royal clan in the Southern Regions, and now the barbarians in the Southern Regions are only afraid that they are already in flames.

It is not a day or two for the noble Purple Light Royal Clan to want to devour the barbarians in the Southern Regions, if it were not for the scruples of the human and demon Dongfang Taiyi who fled the starry sky, the barbarians would not be able to stand in the Southern Regions at all.

"I will respond to this, and I will return to the clan in the near future to start the migration. Hey, we can still get the news of Wang Sheng from time to time through those royal families who cry for their fathers and mothers, and it is a question of whether my brother is still alive now!

Also, it's okay not to mention these two, but I think the gap between people is really not ordinarily big.

Both belong to the human race, and Wang Sheng can slash the old dragon of the Ten Thousand Dragons Cave, kill the Holy Spirit of Flame, and split the ancestor of the human race alive, and other three great sages, we are still bitter and passively waiting to be beaten by those ancestral kings.

This gap between people really can't be summed up in two words!"

In addition to sighing, the barbarian saint couldn't help but shudder, and he couldn't help but be a little afraid of Wang Yu who was familiar with the brilliant achievements he had made in the depths of the starry sky in the past thirty years.

Don't look at the Beidou thirty years ago, there were close to three-digit ancestral kings casually, but that was because the Beidou Ancient Star was a big secret to the burial place chosen by the Supreme and the Ancient Emperor, so it attracted a large number of ancestors who had no bright future to come here.

Now that the Big Dipper Ancient Star has been killed by Wang Yu for thirty years, even the Terran saints, the ancestor-level powerhouses on this planet will not exceed the number of hands.

It was precisely for this reason that he and Qingcang, the protectors of the human race, were now able to lie leisurely in the Holy City and discuss things.

In the depths of the starry sky, a starry sky that seemed to be silent, and Wang Yu's extremely weak figure suddenly appeared in this starry sky.

"Ahem...... Cough...... Cough, that old birdman of the Feather People Clan really has two brushes, if it weren't for the fact that I had broken free from the fourth shackles, and my strength had already greatly improved, I would have been afraid that it would really be planted in the hands of that old birdman!"