Chapter 972 The ten great saints of the alien race, the human race will never give up
Nine figures slowly walked out from the messy boulders deep in the valley, all of them were masters of human saints with overwhelming momentum and different shapes.
The one who spoke was the leader. He was nine feet tall and burly, wearing only leather armor. He was holding a mountain ax that was taller than the others. His exposed muscles were bronze and his ankles were knotted. The drum is bulging, and the eye-catching "yellow bird" totem is painted on it.
Suhu, the young master of the barbarian tribe, is the second strongest person under the great saint of the barbarian tribe and is in the middle realm of human saints.
“I lost!”
Ulan straightened up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Hahaha..."
Sudu laughed, his thick eyebrows, big eyes and wide mouth trembling wildly: "I heard that only one saint came to Linqiu City to die. Could it be that Are they infinitely close to the Great Sage? Or is there a group of human saints secretly making Sister Wulan so miserable?"
The other eight human saints laughed.
Ulan looked at everyone and said seriously: "There is only one person, the first stage of human sainthood!"
Suhu and the eight alien human saint masters stopped smiling, and Suhu said angrily: "Are you kidding me? According to ancestor legend, all humans below the ancient emperor are weak, and only those above the ancient emperor who practice ancient Taoism can open up the ancient emperor. Only the heaven and the earth will be particularly strong. Otherwise, how could all our races be destroyed? The human race has been suppressed for countless years?
The human race saints cannot defeat us. How can a human race defeat you at the first level? You must be kidding!"
The more you talk, the more excited you are: " We are here to open up the human race for seven hundred thousand miles. The best thing about heaven and earth is that as long as a small formation is broken, everything will be easy..."
Ulan said seriously: "The guardian saint of Linqiu City is born with divine power and uses Fang Tianhua. A halberd, a halberd weighing millions of kilograms, is more powerful than those of the barbarians and the upper ten tribes. The Witch Clan is strong! And his Dao Marks are very weird. I think... they are like the Dao Marks of the ancestors of the Wu Clan and the Shenwu Clan! This person is not right. The Human Race is not a fool. He must have sent the strongest human saint to protect this place. ! ”
Sudo and the other nine people were silent.
The most valuable quality of most alien races compared to humans is that they don't have too many tricks and arrogance. They are seriously considering Ulan's words.
After a while, Sudo said: "Tomorrow we will attack at Tatsuki. We will take turns to fight him first, lure him out of the formation, and then work together to kill him. If this person is very smart and does not want to go too far out of the formation, then we will The weakest side of the human race..."
He said proudly: "Magic! The saint of the clan, who is not in the ancient emperor realm, cannot use magic! Killing this person with magic will definitely make him despair!
And we must let Linglong, Lin Xiutian and my brother be the three perverts! We can’t let them take the lead if we don’t have a chance to take action!”
“Okay!”
...
Inside the city.
Xin Zhuo blessed the formation again and re-examined the feasibility of draining the dead bones of those warriors who lived thousands of years ago.
When he returned to the top, the craftsmen of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion were already working urgently I rushed to repair the courtyard, and when I saw him coming back, I knelt on the ground as if I were seeing a god.
In the house, Lu Zhiruo, Song Xinruo, Murong Bo and He Jiuhe had already served snacks and put out foot-washing water.
Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged, put his feet comfortably into the bathtub, and asked: "How is the front?"
He Jiuhe quickly said: "Back to the saint, now the formation has been activated, and the ancestors of each family have We and more than 130 disciples totaling more than 100,000 have gone to guard the front line of Baizuyuan. If the aliens attack, we will report back. "
"Very good!"
Xin Zhuo. He lay down lazily.
Na He Jiuhe hesitated and asked boldly: "Sage, can we stop him?"
Xin Zhuo opened his eyes and looked at this person. He Jiuhe was sweating profusely when he looked at him. He knelt down and said, "I heard that there are ten major alien races on the other side, tens of millions of ethnic groups, all above the Earthly Immortal Realm. We are outnumbered and outnumbered. We..."
Xin Zhuo smiled and said: "I am here, the small formation will not be broken!"
The four of them looked at each other, and a trace of warmth flowed in their hearts. The saint's words were like reassurance.
【However, if the formation is not destroyed, people will die. I cannot completely guarantee your safety! 】
Xin Zhuo did not say this sentence. He thought of the tens of thousands of warriors who were killed when Daluo and Dayan were destroyed.
…
The next day.
The white fish belly has just appeared in the east. In the streets and alleys of Linqiu City, ordinary people walked onto the streets with their bags in hand to buy daily necessities. There was the hawker who walked out of the house with a load in order to support his family, and there was the brothel. My sister leaned on the railing and watched, worried.
Suddenly, everyone raised their heads.
Just listen to the sound of a vast horn or drum sound between the heaven and the earth. It is impossible to tell what it is, but it is full of chilling and suffocating pressure. This is not a human instrument!
“The aliens are coming!”
Someone exclaimed, and the whole city was instantly in chaos.
The governor hurriedly led the officers and soldiers to maintain order.
“咻咻咻咻……”
I saw six "streaming lights" flashing past from high in the sky, heading straight to the south.
......
"Woo——"
The dull sound of the horn came from the south of Linqiu City, those wild places where humans rarely set foot, with a Heart-pounding rudeness, brutality and pressure.
One hundred and ten thousand human warriors from all major forces, relying on the huge dome-like formation light screen, stood on the four hundred mile wide ten thousand year formation platform, looking ahead full of tension and hesitation.
After a while, I saw two black lines slowly pressing in from the depths of the wild land.
Yes, there are two black lines.
The lower one is a group of two to three hundred thousand aliens riding unknown beasts, sitting in strange chariots, wearing strange clothes and looking strange.
The one above is a large number of flying beasts with wings spread high. Sitting cross-legged on the beasts are aliens with slightly neater clothes and weirder looks. There are even some white-haired, handsome, fair-skinned aliens on their backs. Flying with wings.
There was still a hundred miles away, and an overwhelming barbaric and murderous aura came towards us.
This was a battle that most warriors had never seen before in their lives. Most of them began to tremble in their hearts, their bodies trembled slightly, and their faces turned pale.
Until those two hundred alien quasi-sages and ten overbearing alien saints who flew high in the sky and soared into the sky appeared,
Everyone, including Feijian Ancestor, The Spirit Sword Ancestor and the other eight quasi-sages instantly fell into despair!
More than two hundred quasi-sages from foreign races.
There are only eight of us!
Ten saints from alien races!
There is only one person in our family!
At this time, the light behind him was shining brightly, and the aura of the Nine-Colored Hunyuan Saint soared to the sky and the earth. A calm but clear voice that everyone could hear said: "Foreign barbarians, lowly races, just So what if it’s billions of dollars? The human race fought against heaven and earth and fought against the immortals. How could they ever say defeat?” Isn’t this the glory and greatness of the human race!
The matter has come to this. If we fight today, we will be honored even if we die.
One hundred thousand warriors shouted in unison: "Fight heaven and earth, fight with immortal martial arts, and never give up!"
Xin Zhuo was stunned. He had heard similar words many times. The Ancient Emperor of Earth's Fortune, he used to sound awkward and out of place, but now he suddenly understood the state of mind of the sages when they said this sentence. It was a determination to fight to the end, tenacity and never give up. I had no choice but to fight.
Take a deep breath and look at the ten alien saints outside the formation in front.
Six people are in the middle state of human saints, and four are in the first state of human saints.
What I worried about still happened, there are too many masters.
Can you hold the formation?
Can I go out on my own?
Thousands of tribes attack, how many of these warriors can survive?
After all the warriors under his command died, no one was there to support the formation, the formation was broken, and I was besieged by ten times the saints. Is there any chance of survival?
The people in the caves and mountains of the Holy Land are so cruel!
He proved his talent. He had no intention of becoming their enemy, but he was trapped in death and hardship countless times for strange reasons...
Wait until he stands on the top of the mountain...
< br>"Boom..."
Outside the formation, densely packed and boundless alien races began to charge.
I posted a photo in the group. Someone in the family really passed away, but the author didn’t save the manuscript. I’m in debt, alas!
(End of this chapter)