Chapter 6811: The Prodigy of Hundred Races
"Haha, if you ask me, we should have taken action directly last time and killed all those who refused. In this way, all problems would have been solved."
The leader of the ant clan is smiling but not smiling. He has a strange appearance. He has a pair of shiny black membrane wings on his back. He has a big head and a small body. He has a pair of shiny black antennae on his forehead. He has a pair of compound eyes with deep-set eye sockets. The cheekbones are protruding, extremely ugly and scary.
"Two of you, the competition with the various tribes in Tianhuang Holy State is an instruction handed down with great difficulty by the adults of the God's Domain. Have you forgotten it?" the Ghost Clan leader said without looking back.
"How dare we disobey your Lords' instructions?"
The leader of the magic bat and the ant tribe immediately said, and the other five people also echoed, obviously very in awe of the adults of the divine domain mentioned by the ghost leader.
"Although they are weak, they represent today's Tianhuang Holy State. Killing blindly will not solve the problem. On the contrary, it will be counterproductive and cause their collective resistance, which is not conducive to our future management of the Tianhuang Holy State. We cannot put them down Killed them all, right?"
The ghost clan leader asked in return, and then said: "Besides, let's take this opportunity to train the juniors from each clan, wouldn't we kill two birds with one stone?"
"That's what Brother Ghost said."
The leader of the magic bat clan and others smiled and nodded in agreement.
"You have seen the strength of the geniuses of various races in Tianhuang Holy State before. The Holy Son Lei Jie who killed the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect was known as the three great geniuses of the human race. What was the result? Facing the blood-devouring nephew Yin Xian, it was unbearable. one strike."
The ghost clan leader continued: "From this point of view, the strength of the geniuses of the various tribes in Tianhuang Holy State is pitifully weak, so you don't have to worry, today the juniors will achieve a
Victory after victory, this can make them despair in the face of absolute strength, dare not have any thoughts of resistance, and gain one holy land after another, why not? "
"Yes, these people will be used by us sooner or later. Come here today as a way to get to know our future subordinates." The leader of the magic bat clan and others laughed.
As they talked, they approached the Holy Light Cult Leader and others, and there was no hint of avoidance in the conversation.
Such a contemptuous and rude attitude made the leader of Holy Light and others angry, but for the sake of the overall situation, they endured it.
But the Tyrant Sword Thunder Saint, Nine Yang Spear Saint and Thunder Tribulation Saint Son were so angry that they couldn't bear it. They said with righteous indignation: "You are also seniors in the Seven Tribulations Holy God realm, how can your words be so vulgar and rude? "
The eight ghost clan leaders looked at Ba Dao Lei Sheng and others with cold eyes and expressions, without saying a word.
Suddenly, Wu Qi flew up with a nine-headed cold dragon, and said with contempt: "A group of losers, talking to seniors like this, is it truly vulgar and rude, right?"
"You..." Ba Dao Lei Sheng and others glared at him, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wu Qi: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, don't you human race have three great geniuses? The loser Thunder Tribulation Saint Son There’s no need to come out, the remaining Thunder Sword Saint and Nine Sun Spear Saint come out quickly, don’t waste time.”
When the Holy Son of Thunder Tribulation heard this, he clenched his fists and turned pale. He hated himself in his heart for losing to Blood-devouring Yin.
Ba Dao Lei Sheng comforted him with kind words: "Brother Lei Jie, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years. One victory or defeat can't explain anything."
"Yeah." The Holy Son of Thunder Tribulation calmed down and nodded, but he didn't expect that there was another witchcraft call.
Qi's sarcastic voice: "Weak people always like to comfort themselves like this."
"That's enough! I, the Tyrant Sword Thunder Saint, are here. Which of you will come?"
The Tyrant Sword Thunder Saint shouted angrily, strode forward, raised his hand and took out the Thunder Sword, and suddenly his whole body flashed with the light of the Thunder Sword, exuding a fierce and domineering aura.
"I am the Nine Sun Spear Saint, and I would like to learn about your magical powers."
The Nine-Yang Spear Saint also walked out, his apricot-yellow brocade robe rolled up, his white palms held empty, and a golden divine spear emerged, gathering powerful spear power.
The leader of the Holy Light and others behind saw this and did not stop them. Since the ancient tribes were so bullying, there was no need to say anything and let's compete directly.
"Just you two?"
Wu Qi glanced at Ba Dao Lei Sheng and the others with contempt, and said: "I have already taken action before, but I will not take action today. Let my other friends play with you."
After speaking, he looked at the young people behind him and asked with a smile: "Brothers, who among you is willing to teach them a lesson?"
"I come."
A golden skeleton came out, its whole body was golden, as if it were made of gold, its head was burning with a ball of golden flames, its eyes were black, and it was holding a golden spear.
Soon, a thin young man in black walked out, holding a magic sword in both hands, and said casually: "Count me in."
"It turns out they are brothers Huang Xi and Ye Hongjian. If you are willing to take action, that would be great. As for who you choose to compete with, I don't care." Wu Qi said with a smile.
When the golden skeleton named Huang Xi heard this, he looked at the young man in black and said, "Brother Hongjian, you choose first."
Ye Hongjian freed up his left hand, pointed at the Tyrant Sword Lei Sheng and said: "I am a sword cultivator, he is a sword cultivator, and the sword cultivator
The clash of swords must be a very interesting thing. "
"Okay, then my opponent is him."
Huang Xi nodded cheerfully, raised the golden spear in his hand, pointed at Nine Sun Spear Saint, and said: "Remember, I am Huang Xi, the young leader of the Golden Skeleton Clan, the one who defeated you today."
"Stop talking nonsense and come here."
The Nine Sun Spear Saint is a handsome young man, but when he gets angry, he is also very scary. He carries a golden divine spear and steps towards Huang Xi. His body suddenly shines with golden light, like the sun, full of scorching heat.
"Nine Sun Divine Body? Another spear genius, not bad, not bad, you can barely be my opponent."
Huang Xi laughed loudly, raised his golden spear, and went to meet the Nine Sun Spear Saint. His feet stepped into the air, and immediately a dazzling golden ripple was cleared.
Seeing this, the Holy Light Sect Leader said, "This Huang Xi mainly cultivates the origin of the Holy Way of Gold, because the power of gold is one of the innate powers of the Golden Skeleton Clan. He has already comprehended the second stage of the Great Perfection Realm, which shows that his attack and defense are very powerful. Fortunately, Jiuyang is the body of Jiuyang, which can affect and weaken the most essential death power of the Golden Skeleton Clan. Jiuyang should be able to compete with him."
"Not bad."
The Wanjie Saint Lord nodded in agreement, turned to look at the Tyrant Blade Thunder Saint who was fighting with Ye Hongjian, and said, "The swordsmanship of the Tyrant Blade Thunder Saint nephew is unmatched among his peers, and his thunder power can restrain the dark power of the Yaksha Clan, so he should have a chance of winning."
"I hope they can live up to their high expectations, otherwise other disciples are not their opponents, and they can only rely on Young Master Tianjian." The Thunder Saint Lord said with hope.
"But why hasn't Young Master Tianjian arrived yet?" The giant tribe leader next to him frowned.
