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Mingzhou!

Adjacent to Tianzhou, it is one of the front lines of the Four Clans Alliance and is also the most important strategic location. Taking the border between Mingzhou and Tianzhou as the line, there are four giant castles, and each castle is under the jurisdiction of,

They all have twenty small holy cities, densely distributed in an area of ​​hundreds of millions of miles.

Ancient Castle, outside the 19th Holy City.

Boom boom...

There were fierce battles, various magical skills appeared across the sky, and many stars emerged, and a large number of descendants of the gods were seen fighting fiercely with hundreds of powerful people from the star realm.

"Kill! Die."

A sword light soared into the sky, and a strong man from the Star Realm was pierced through the chest on the spot. The sword light disappeared, and a handsome young descendant of the Gods held a huge ancient bronze sword and swept across the sky, shocking

The powerful men from the Hao Xing Realm came to attack.

At the same time, there was a loud roar, and a strong young man rose up in the air and punched out, beating another strong man from the Star Realm who could not dodge until he vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Haha... run, let's see how you can escape."

Ling Xuanbiao laughed wildly, and took the opportunity to punch again. The divine ape flew out of the air, and its giant arm hit the powerful man from the Hao Xing Realm with terrifying gravity.

suddenly!

The sharp starlight shot out from the eyes of the powerful man from the Hao Xing Realm. Ling Xuanbiao's expression changed and it was too late to avoid it.

chant……

The bronze sword light pierced forward, smashing the star light into pieces, and the powerful man from the Hao Xing Realm was also pierced by the sword on the spot.

"Brother..." Ling Xuanbiao turned from worry to joy.

"Fourth, be careful, don't be so reckless." Lingxuan Sword scolded.

"knew."

Lingxuan Biao smiled and said, "Brother, your strength has become stronger and stronger over the years. If there is another Hundred Clans Conference, with your current strength, it will not be difficult for you to enter the top ten." What he said was true.

It's not a lie. In the past five years, Lingxuan Sword has been wandering between Tianzhou and Mingzhou. After countless life and death experiences, its strength has far surpassed its previous level.

"This is nothing to me. There are many ancient gods who have made greater progress than me. We are now defending at the boundary between the two states, and all we encounter are some powerful men from the Hao Xing Realm who are of the same generation as us and have lower strength.

As long as you're careful, there's basically no big problem."

Lingxuan Jian shook his head and looked at the Tianzhou area, "That is the real battlefield, the place where the real strong fight. I heard that Ba Yu and others are now the leaders of one side in Tianzhou. Last time

They even joined forces to kill a powerful man from the Hao Star Realm at the Holy Lord level." As he spoke, his eyes were filled with hope.

There are more powerful people in Tianzhou, whether they are from Hao Xing Realm or from the four tribes, there are many extremely powerful people. In the past five years, many talented people have appeared among the four tribes. These people have appeared directly.

It even overshadowed Ba Yu and others who were originally at the top.

now!

At the original Hundred Clans Conference, only Ming Yuyan was able to enter the first level of the younger generation. Even Ba Yu could only barely enter the first level. As for the rest, they all fell into the second and third levels.

among.

There are even some people who were not as talented as Ba Yu and others in the past. After continuous life and death experience, they have made breakthroughs one after another, and their strength even surpassed Ba Yu and others. Although there are not many of these people, there are several of them, which makes people sigh.

, things are impermanent.

"If the eighth brother is here, with his ability, it is inevitable to enter the first level..." Ling Xuanbiao said quickly, and in the middle of the sentence, he quickly swallowed the unfinished words.

"Eighth brother..."

Lingxuan Sword's eyes flickered, revealing a hint of regret and sadness, as well as deep self-blame. Although five years had passed, it was like yesterday. He still clearly remembered that if Lin Hao hadn't sacrificed his life

If we were to lure the powerful people from the Baihao Star Realm, I'm afraid they would have died long ago.

It can be said that Lin Hao saved their lives.

"Brother..."

"Stop talking, pack up and go back. Don't mention eighth brother in front of grandpa, lest grandpa will get hurt again..." Lingxuan Sword waved his hand in a depressed mood.

"Um!"

Ling Xuanbiao nodded slightly.

Hundreds of powerful people from the star realm have been killed. All the descendants of the branches of the God Clan began to sort out the loot, and then moved towards the 19th Holy City in an orderly manner. Everyone's face was quite indifferent, because of an encounter like today.

This is not the first time.

After five years of fighting against the powerful men of Hao Xing Realm, the alliance of the four races has gradually become familiar with the powerful men of Hao Star Realm. In addition to the 400,000 main strong men in the past, these strong men also brought three or four descendants.

The strength of the descendants is not much different from that of the younger generation.

Three years ago, after the four tribes formed an alliance, the battle with the powerful men of the Hao Star Realm entered a stalemate. Over the years, the wars have become less and less, and they are all small or medium-sized. Occasionally, there will be a slightly larger-scale one.

Fighting, but the number of people basically remained at around 500,000.

The 19th Holy City is one of the defense lines of the ancient branch of the God Clan. Twenty-five branches of the God Clan are gathered here, including the Spiritual God lineage.

In the main hall of the Holy City.

Ling Zhantian and a group of branch clan leaders were sitting in the hall, and sitting on the main seat was a gold-level messenger named Feng Xiao. He was an inspector sent by the temple and the 19th Holy City.

The person in charge is the person in charge, and those below are the patriarchs and leaders of each branch of the gods.

"Fellow clan leaders, how much fighting strength does our branch still have now?"

"Reporting to your lord, the twenty-five branches have a total of 6,354 people with a combat strength of venerable and above, including 1,121 venerable kings, and a total of 340 semi-holy lords...

..." A patriarch of the branch of the God Clan slowly reported.

"Well, the combat power of our subordinates is seriously insufficient now, and we must train the remaining disciples as soon as possible." Wind Messenger said.

"yes!"

All the clan leaders bowed their hands one after another.

Everyone also knows that there are drastic changes in the middle wasteland and the invasion of the powerful people from the Hao Star Realm. If they do not fight together, once the alliance of the four races collapses, no one will be able to resist the powerful people from the Hao Star Realm.

Not only the main clan but also the branches will be thoroughly cleaned up.

"Sir, I have something to report." A deep voice came out, and the leader of the Demon God Clan stood up.

"Master of the Demon God Clan, what's the matter?"

"I want to report the Spiritual God Line." The leader of the Demon God Clan glanced at Ling Zhantian and said slowly: "The Spiritual God Line originally had 3,000 combat power, but only produced 2,000 to fight against the invasion of powerful men from the Hao Star Realm.

This is our duty, but the Spiritual God lineage does not try its best."

"Yao Wutian, don't talk nonsense. The purpose of leaving a thousand combat powers in our clan is to preserve the roots of the clan. If the roots are gone, there will be no combat power order." Ling Zhantian said solemnly.

"In order to preserve the roots? Now that Zhonghuang is in trouble, we all came out in large numbers, but you are guarding the second-level training ground and still retaining a thousand combat power. The Spiritual God lineage is too selfish. Otherwise,

Either you hand over a thousand combat power, or you open the second-level training ground and let me and other disciples have access to shared training resources." The leader of the Demon God Clan said.

"Fuck you, this second-level cultivation place was fought for by the members of my clan, how can it be allowed to be used by you? That thousand combat power is the foundation of our clan, it is impossible to take it out, don't even think about it.

"Ling Zhantian's face was red and his ears were red, and his words were sonorous and powerful.

"Sir, you have also seen that Ling Zhantian only cares about the small situation instead of the overall situation. It is difficult for me to feel at ease working with such people. Maybe when something unexpected happens, he ran away on his own, but because of his lack of

Their line of fighting power has led to a lot of business trips here."

"Yao Wutian, don't you feel ashamed to say this? In which battle, the disciples of my spiritual god lineage were not at the forefront? On the contrary, you demon god family were cowering in the rear. When the situation fell, you

Just rushed up... In the past five years, my clan has lost 1,635 combat forces, how much has your demon god clan lost? Not even a hundred..." Ling Zhantian was completely angry.

"It doesn't matter if you lose a lot, it's just that your strength is not as good as others, it's nothing." The leader of the Demon God Clan said loudly.

"Okay! Stop arguing, both of you."

The Wind Messenger waved his hand to interrupt the quarrel between the two, "Let's do this. How about the Spiritual God line gives up a hundred places and gives them to each clan in turn? As for the Demon God clan, their fighting method is different from us, and they mainly focus on assassination.

It’s not surprising that the losses are small.”

"One hundred places..." Ling Zhantian's cheek twitched a few times, and the anger in his heart had to be suppressed. After all, Feng Xiao represents the temple and controls City No. 19. Obviously Feng Xiao is biased towards Yao Wutian.

On the other hand, what can be done?

snort!

Ling Zhantian flicked his sleeves and turned back with a long stride and walked out of the main hall.

The leader of the demon god clan smiled coldly, "Fight with me, you are still a little short of Ling Zhantian. This wind messenger had a relationship with me in the past, and he happened to be assigned to the 19th Holy City. This time, there are 100 places.

, wait until next time and slowly occupy your second-level training ground little by little..."

The spiritual god’s lineage is stationed!

"How unreasonable..."

The second elder suddenly smashed the cup in his hand and said, "This Yao Wutian is really bullying people too much. He actually instigated the Wind Messenger to make us hand over a hundred places. I will argue with him."

"Second brother, what's the use of you going? This is an order given by the Wind Messenger. Even the eldest brother can't violate it." The third elder quickly stopped him.

"I...sigh..." The second elder stomped his feet in anger.
To be continued...