Chapter 975 The Thoughts of the Saint Kings of the Jiusihai Formation and Lord Xinhai
Ten thousand races go to war, and the seven hundred thousand miles of heaven and earth are composed of four major formations - three thousand small formations - the billions of sects in the large area Gate United Defense.
The Jiusihai Formation in the South has a total of 720 small formations under its command. News will be sent from each small formation every three days. So far, everything is going well, and no small formation has been breached.
But among these small formations, there is an extremely special existence, which is the "Hundred Races Abyss" small formation. This formation was a place suitable for human survival that the human race masters snatched from the alien races. Therefore, it went deep into the alien races. With a territory of nearly ten thousand miles, facing ten major foreign races, the situation is so dangerous that it can be called the first among the three thousand small formations.
It would be a lie to say that the ancestors of the Jiusihai Formation do not pay attention.
However, the colorful patrol eagles sent out to watch these days are always inexplicably beaten to death by a dog. According to reliable information, it is the little yellow dog next to Xin Zhuo.
Today, a living colorful eagle finally came back and brought news.
This is surprising.
Hunyuan Sage Xin Zhuo, known as the number one human sage, is facing the largest alien race. How is he doing now?
“Si Yu, come on.”
Hundreds of powerful ancestors in the hall looked directly at the woman. The white-haired old man on the left was the first to ask.
This person exudes wisdom and understanding, and the aura he exudes inadvertently is very terrifying, far surpassing Ye Feiying, Jiang Wen and others. His identity is also very mysterious. He is the strange being in Baixiao Tower. The owner of the second floor.
The woman who delivered the news bowed and saluted, and said sternly: "Xin Zhuo has started a war with the aliens today. One person fights ten alien saints..."
The hall was silent for an instant, and the air seemed to be empty. Solidified, to be honest, everyone knew that "Hundred Clans Abyss" was the most dangerous, but they didn't expect that ten human saints would be dispatched at once.
Jiang Wen and Ye Feiying looked at each other and asked, "How does it end?"
The woman named Si Yu said with a trembling tone: "Among these ten human saints, six are in the middle realm of human saints..."
The atmosphere in the hall was a bit solemn.
Cui Ying'er's face changed, and she frowned and said: "Is the formation broken? Where is Xin Zhuo?"
The ancestors ranked second on the right side of the Tianshu Holy Dynasty, Tiangai Lao Zu, waving his sleeves, was also a little impatient: "Si Yu, I asked you to break it into three parts in one sentence. What happened?"
Si Yu took a deep breath, he was really in a very bad mood right now. Unquiet, she is also a human saint, and she is a member of Baixiaolou who practices the Tao of Calculation. She really can't explain the absurdity of the "Baizuyuan" thing. She even wonders if there is something wrong with the colorful eagle's eyes, so she thinks about it. After a moment, he said: "Xin Zhuo first defeated two alien saints in the middle realm within ten breaths, and then used magic to resist eight alien saints. He stretched out his hand with terrifying spells that could reach the sky, call the wind and rain, and turn over three hundred miles of river water and ice. Seal three hundred miles...
The ten human saints of the alien race were no match for his magic and were forced to flee. The alien race suffered over 100,000 casualties! ”
In the main hall, it was quiet for the third time.
Some people had mentioned the matter of "Hundred Clans Abyss" before, but when talking about it, they kept it secret.
No one cares whether Xin Zhuo dies or lives. The secrets involved are too great.
They have even prepared that once the "Baizuyuan" formation is about to break, Xin Zhuo will escape or die. If he dies, which human saints will immediately step in. For example, eight human saints such as Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang from Jiusihai were transferred back to prepare to take over Bai Zuyuan
Now this matter...
Is this kid really such a monster?
A group of ancestors were greeted by the Great Sage and the Holy King with surprise, doubt and hesitation on their faces.
Ye Feiying and Jiang Wen took a deep breath and looked strange.
If you ask about the consequences after the scandal caused by Xin Zhuo's mentor, the Medical Emperor, has been revealed, what do they think of Xin Zhuo? Unfortunately, everyone present here is an ancestor of Dongtian from all the major holy places. Who didn't have a few beloved disciples die at the hands of Xin Zhuo? When it comes to him, if we are not immortals and Buddhas, how can we forget our grudges with a smile?
It just happened to be a big war, and Xin Zhuo was fighting for the human race, so no one deliberately mentioned it.
Now...
The Holy Lord of Yuheng Holy Land, the Holy King-level master Murong Jingfeng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "He is a good boy, and he has not insulted the Hunyuan Saint, the first person in ten thousand years. The two masters of both law and martial arts should not take this matter lightly. The Rensheng who is ready to take over is always ready to go."
Cui Ying'er couldn't help but ask: "Why is he fighting like this? Still have strength Danger?" Li Shenqi, the ancestor of the Yaoguang Saint King, dressed in black and looking like a young man, said calmly at this moment: "The ten great human saints of the alien race are not fools, and Xin Zhuo did not really kill them. No one can guarantee that the hundred races Is there a stronger human saint in Yuan? And don’t forget, there are at least tens of millions of people in the ten tribes. Xin Zhuo’s warriors cannot withstand them. Once the casualties are too heavy, the small formation will be in danger!”
Han Qiniang couldn't help but said: "Then why can't we help Xin Zhuo now and send some martial arts masters to protect the formation."
"Presumptuous!" The old man in front of him was slightly fat, with a rosy face and an unruly aura, but At this moment, he scolded him coldly.
Shaking Light Saint King Li Shenqi shook his head and pointed to the sky: "The top masters of the foreign races in the south, I am afraid that the ones who have come here in the past few days are not projections. There are no warriors in the world to send. By then, maybe even you and others will be drawn. Don't open your body, let Xin Zhuo encourage you to do it."
Han Qiniang and Cui Ying'er looked at each other and stopped talking.
In the main hall, they quickly changed the topic and talked about defense. After half an hour, they dispersed.
Han Qiniang and Cui Ying'er followed the fat old man out of the palace. Cui Ying'er asked carefully: "Sea Lord..."
The fat old man ignored him and looked at Jiang Wen who was passing by. : "Your son, are you really not worried?"
Jiang Wen paused for a moment, with a tragic expression on his face: "Master Xin Hai, father and son are connected, how can I not care about you? It's just that this son is fighting for the human race, so what can I do? Could it be that I made an exception for him and took him with me to protect him? Are you here?"
He said and left with a hesitant look on his face.
Xin Haizhu looked at his back silently for a long time and then said: "Everyone in the world says that the Jiang family of the Wuxian family on the mountain is mean and unkind, but I have seen it today."
"Sea Lord, be careful!" Cui Ying'er reminded in a low voice.
Master Xin Hai smiled and said: "Don't worry, the mountain is blocked. Those scary old guys and the alien ancestors can't see the winner here."
The three of them can't see here. Walking down the steps, I glanced at the sky, and then went straight to a beautiful high-altitude garden, where you can look in the direction of "Hakuzuyuan".
Han Qiniang asked cautiously: "Is what Holy Lord Yuheng said true?"
Referring to Xin Zhuo's situation, it is still unsafe.
"Really!"
Master Xin Hai said: "Of these old guys, the only one who has no special thoughts about Xin Zhuo is probably Murong Jingfeng. Very few Yuheng disciples died at the hands of Xin Zhuo. His son Murong Xiu also had a relationship with Xin Zhuo for a while. "
Cui Ying'er said: "Then you really don't care? Xin Zhuo was yours in Fulong Mountain back then! Grandson, he has given up his surname Jiang now and has always taken your surname."
Xin Haizhu showed a trace of reluctance and helplessness on his face, pointing to the sky: "Did you see this foreign desert ship? This is Shenwu? The Great Wilderness Projection Technique of the Clan and the Witch Clan broke through the barrier of the seven hundred small formations and came to consume the spiritual energy of our Jiusi Hai Formation.
Once it has no effect for a long time, I am afraid there will be Saint King level masters , cross over, and risk being restrained by the formation, but we must break it
If Xinzhuo is broken, there is still hope for help. If it is broken here, the seven hundred small formations in southern Xinjiang will be destroyed without attack, and billions of people and warriors will die!
Weighing the pros and cons, I am helpless!
Furthermore, Xin Zhuo's danger is not that it has not been eliminated, but that it is even greater. Now that you are not allowed to go, you may not be able to go by then. Once he is injured, there will be no one to replace him.
To take a step back, even if he could be rescued, ten or more human saints from the alien race would have already surrounded him and killed him! "
"Then just watch helplessly? "Cui Ying'er asked.
Han Qiniang also said anxiously: "This is not allowed!"
Xin Haizhu's face suddenly turned gloomy and his voice was very low: "I am not afraid to tell you frankly, in fact, it is not a problem to lose a few small formations, and it is even possible. Reduce the pressure. Your real role is to put out the fire, not to fight against Baizuyuan. This is the calculation of the old guys.
Baizuyuan has been abandoned, and new ones have begun to be deployed in the rear. Formation, link here, you will understand.
I can't do anything, Xin Zhuo will die! Unless he can improve quickly during this period, how can he withstand the vastness of the sea? Among the ten major foreign ethnic groups, can one hundred thousand warriors withstand it or can he alone?"
Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang's faces turned pale.
(End of this chapter)