C3778 Attitude
C3778 Attitude
"The power of the Light Ancestor is recovering. This is going to be difficult. Senior, if you use the source of dragon qi to suppress it, you might fall into a deep sleep again. At that time, who will be the ruler of the Eastern Region?"
A hint of helplessness appeared in Feng Liezi's eyes. Although the Human Clan was a race that liked internal strife, when it came to the life and death of the clan, everyone would put aside their prejudices and throw their heads and blood for the sake of the continuation of the clan. The Human Emperor's actions had already proven this point.
"If we don't suppress it, how can we delay it for three months? If this brat doesn't die, he will definitely become a tyrant in the future. It's a pity that all the experts of the Human Clan have died, the Human Ancestor has perished, the Martial Ancestor has gone missing, and the Heavenly Emperor and the experts of the Imperial Court have all died. Otherwise, even if the Hundred Clans of the Western Land had ten times the guts, they wouldn't dare to act wildly in front of the Human Clan."
Elder Long's voice carried a deep unwillingness, revealing a hint of coldness from the depths of his soul. That unwillingness and resentment came from the depths of his soul.
"Hahaha! Seniors, the Supreme Shrine of the Western Land has been destroyed, and the Divine City of Light has been destroyed! Awesome, this is really awesome. Boss is indeed the boss. He really does have the style of his previous life. He is really overbearing. The Western Land has lost all its face this time."
Zi Jianren had received a message from the Duke of Zi Yang. The Supreme Temple of Western Earth had been smashed, so it was naturally impossible to hide from the upper echelons of the Human Clan.
"What? The Supreme Temple has been smashed, and the City of Light has been destroyed? How is this possible? Senior, that Supreme Temple is a sacred object of virtue, and it is extremely powerful. The runes and restrictions inside are extremely powerful, and the City of Light is the symbol of the Feather Clan. This is bad. Young Lord has caused a huge disaster this time. "
Feng Liezi's expression was extremely nervous. Smashing the Supreme Temple of Western Earth was a huge slap to the face of Western Earth. The people of the Supreme Temple would definitely not let it go.
"This brat is really ruthless and overbearing. If he doesn't make a move, it will be fine. Once he makes a move, it will shake the entire world. In short, this is bad news. Western Earth will definitely use its entire clan's strength to suppress it, and they will even gather an army to slaughter our people. How many troops do we have now? "
Grandpa Long's expression revealed a deep sense of helplessness, giving off an extremely terrifying aura.
"Senior, the army we can use, other than the three million troops of the Firmament Army, the twenty million troops of the Azure Dragon King, there are about half of them in the Ten Thousand Demon Nest. We only have ten million troops, and we are simply unable to stop the foreign race. Unless we can get the Heavenly Demons of the Ten Thousand Demon Nest to make a move, then the foreign race can fight. "
Feng Liezi's face revealed a deep sigh. There were some things that were not so easy to do. If the Heavenly Demons made a move, the Human Clan would be in danger, but it was easy to invite gods, but difficult to send them. Once the Demon Clan appeared, they would definitely not stop.
"Forget it, we will discuss this matter in the future. Right now, we have to delay that brat for three months. This time, it will be difficult for that brat to survive. If he doesn't appear after three months, then release the Demon Clan and fight to the death."
Grandpa Long's huge dragon head carried an endless killing intent. This time, he was really going to risk his life. The crisis of the Human Clan would depend on whether this brat could withstand it or not.
In the Demon Clan, in the Demon Imperial Hall, "The Supreme Divine Hall has been destroyed, and the City of Light has fallen. This matter is closely related to that brat. Qi Tong has reached the most critical stage of cultivation, so we cannot let this matter distract us. Kill him!"
The one who spoke was Feng Qi Tong's father, a prince of the Demon Clan, and also the patriarch of the Dark Phoenix Clan in the Underworld. His combat strength was astonishing, and he was already at the Seventh Layer of Heaven of the Ancient Saint Realm.
"This brat has always done something shocking. He dares to destroy the Supreme Divine Hall. This bravery and courage is worthy of Qi Tong. However, the Human Clan and Demon Clan have different paths. Qi Tong's achievements will far surpass yours and me in the future. This child is his inner demon, so kill him!"
An old woman dressed in seven-colored feather clothes quietly spoke. Although she was praising Gu Huang, she was just admiring him.
"Let Feng Wu lead the Eighteen Blood Phoenix Guards to the West to kill this brat." The Demon Emperor in blue clothes and surrounded by cold air said indifferently. She had a deep loathing for Gu Huang. Furthermore, Feng Qi Tong's current opportunity could be said to be bestowed by Gu Huang. However, the more it was like this, the more she felt how terrifying Gu Huang was. This child could not be left alive.
"Father, Mother Empress, Grandmother, you must not do this. I know a little about Third Sister's matter. The reason why Third Sister was able to achieve such an achievement is all because of Gu Huang. If Second Sister were to go and kill Gu Huang, she would definitely become enemies with him. How would Third Sister be able to deal with him in the future? Wouldn't our Demon Clan be called a person who repays kindness with enmity?"
A young man wearing a purple robe, with a handsome face and purple hair appeared. This person was the current Crown Prince of Demon Imperial Hall, named Feng Jiutian. He had the cultivation of the third level of the King Stage, and was the number one among the young generation of the Demon Clan. If it wasn't for the fact that the position of Demon Emperor was taken by a woman, he would be the next Demon Emperor.
"Jiutian, step down. You don't have the right to speak here." Feng Yaokong's face revealed a hint of displeasure. After all, he only had the right to speak in the Demon Clan, but not the right to make decisions.
"Father, Mother Empress, Mother Empress, aren't you afraid that Third Sister will hate you for the rest of her life if she finds out about this?"
Feng Jiutian's face revealed a look of unwillingness. After all, he had a lot of understanding of Gu Huang. This person had always been courteous to the Demon Clan and had always been tolerant. Once he decided to break off with the Demon Clan, unless he was killed, there would be endless troubles in the future.
"Hate? I want her to hate me. Only then will she have the motivation to cultivate." The Demon Emperor's eyes revealed a trace of surprise.
In the endless abyss of the Fantasy Moon Mountain Range, a shadow suddenly appeared. Looking at the coffin and altar in front of him, he sighed softly and said, "Mei Ying, you did this, right? That brat definitely doesn't have the ability to smash the Supreme Divine Temple and destroy the City of Light."
"Old fart, you finally came out. I thought you would be hiding in there forever. The Supreme Temple, the City of Light, I am not that busy yet. It was not me who did it. Right now, it is the Human Clan's crisis, but it is also our chance."
The Phantom Ancestral Master's voice was still filled with arrogance and dominance. Although he was suppressed, he was still incomparably powerful.
"If it wasn't you, it would be a miracle. Who is so powerful to be able to completely destroy the Phantom Shadow? Phantom Shadow, what kind of agreement did you and that brat reach? You seem to be unable to restrain yourself when the light appears."
The old undead figure was filled with a strong aura of death. It was obvious that this time, he did not have any good intentions.
"There is an agreement, but we will talk about it after that brat becomes the Human Emperor. This time, it is the Human Clan's crisis. However, there are some unforeseen circumstances. Old ghost, you know what to do. If you want to continue to remain neutral, do as you wish. However, if you dare to interfere with the matter between the light and me, hmph!"
The Phantom Ancestral Master let out a cold snort. It was obvious that the Phantom Ancestral Master had been planning for a long time, and he had even waited for countless years.
"Phantom Shadow, you better take care of yourself! Don't put yourself in danger. That brat has too many secrets. No one can see it clearly in the future. In the end, I will give you a piece of advice. No matter what the final result is between you and the light, you must not kill the Human Clan. Otherwise, you will regret it. The Martial Ancestor has disappeared, but that doesn't mean he has fallen. If he returns one day, he will be a lunatic."
The old Undead harrumphed coldly. The aura of death circled around his body as his figure disappeared into thin air.
“Martial Progenitor, hehe! You guys don’t know that he’s already back…”
The only sound that could be heard from the endless abyss was the voice of the Phantom Progenitor. It sounded like he was talking to himself, but it also sounded like he was talking to someone else.
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