From A Stronghold NPC To The Final BOSS Chapter 1083: Go to war

Inner world.

The territories of the human race are located.

Feng Duan sits on the top, overlooking many real immortals.

"In recent days, the Dragon Race has changed. In addition, the Spirit Race is looking forward to it. You need to step up precautions, and we must not let the Second Race into my human territory."

"I will understand!"

"On the tiger clan side, what actions are there now?"

Feng asked again.

Hear the words.

A true immortal of the human race replied: "Thanks to my emperor, the tiger race now has a lot of disputes with the spirit race, and there is no extra action for the time being."

"The tiger clan is not weak. If they can contain the spirit clan, it can relieve us a bit of pressure."

The wind nodded slightly.

As of today, among the ten thousand races, the spirit race is still the strongest.

No way.

The spiritual emperor is the first creature in the world, with a profound background, which is not comparable to other emperors.

Even if he has been promoted to the Ninth Layer, he is not sure that he will be able to deal with the Spirit Sovereign.

Although it said.

There is also the God Slaughter Sword that broke through to the Nine Tribulations Ancestor Soldier in the human race.

The problem is.

The Slaughter Blade is not something you can control at all.

Feng knew that it was Qin Shujian's divine weapon, and the opponent would not take it lightly. Only when the human race was facing life and death, would it help.

So far.

He has never seen a real shot of the Slaughter Sword.

"Go ahead. Between the spirit race and the sea, my human race must choose a race to take it. The spirit race is now controlled by the tiger race. I can deal with the sea wholeheartedly. All true immortals are ready for battle. Waiting for my order at any time!"

"Yes!"

Many true immortals retreated one after another.

The wind came down from the throne and came to the stone knife that stood in the imperial palace for hundreds of thousands of years: "Your Excellency, is it possible for my human race to become the overlord of heaven and earth?"

"Yes!"

The sound of the Slaughter Sword is the same as before, and there is no sign of aging due to the changes of the years.

This is the strength of the ancestral soldiers, who are not afraid of the erosion of the years.

Subsequently.

Feng asked again: "Can't you really make a move?"

He looked a little unwilling.

If the Slaughter Sword can make a move, the Human Race won't have to have so many scruples. A top-notch treasure, matched with the strength of the Nine Immortals, is fully qualified to sweep everything.

The wind believes.

Even if there are magic soldiers from other races, they can't be compared with the God Slaughter Knife in front of them.

The Slaughter Sword said: "There is no way, I can't interfere with the normal operation of your heaven and earth. If you really intervene completely, whoever is the overlord of the ten thousand races is only between the thought of that person.

But as far as I know, the human race has hope to become the overlord of heaven and earth.

At present, the human race and the spirit race have the greatest hope among the ten thousand races in the world, and the other races are a little bit worse. "

"I see."

Feng replied silently.

This is not the first time he has persuaded the Slaughter Sword, but he has never been successful.

Compared with hundreds of thousands of years ago, the world of thousands of races is completely different now.

All the small clans and big clans have taken refuge in the top big clans. As for the races that did not take refuge, almost all have been wiped out.

As in today's earth.

Only five Xeon races exist.

One is the Spirit, one is the Human, one is the Dragon, one is the Tiger, and the other is the Phoenix.

The five major races.

Collect the heaven and earth and thousands of tribes, forming five extremely powerful forces, vying for the supremacy of the heaven and earth.

And among them.

The strength of the Spirit Race is the strongest, followed by the Human Race, and the Dragon Race, Tiger Race and Phoenix Race are equal in strength.

However.

Even if there are differences in the strength of various races, the differences are also very subtle.

Even the top spirit race, there is no guarantee that the tiger race can be destroyed.

——

Boom! !

A shocking killing broke out.

In an endless plain, the two forces are fighting each other.

There are countless races participating in the war, and true immortals of all races have shown their magical powers.

Suddenly.

There was a terrible breath crushing the sky, and one person stepped into the air, looking at the fighting races below, with an indifferent expression in his eyes.

Next.

He was just a palm print, and the flood of rules bombarded down, causing all the void to collapse, and he was about to swallow everyone in.

Almost the same time.

Void shaking.

One person stepped out of it, and a palm was also printed out, colliding with the torrent of rules, and finally both disappeared invisible.

"Hei Ming!"

Lingxuan looked at the person intercepting in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly. Although he was calm on the surface, he was already alert in secret.

There are many strong people in the tiger clan.

There are not many powerhouses who can really touch the upper triple true immortals.

As the top powerhouse of the Spirit Clan, Lingxuan possesses a lot of self-confidence. Most of the powerhouses in the Tiger Clan are unable to contend against themselves, with a few exceptions.

One of them.

It is Hei Ming.

The opponent is the same eight-layer immortal as himself, and Lingxuan is not 100% sure that he can win the opponent.

But nevertheless.

Lingxuan didn't mean to retreat either.

The body moved suddenly, and the power of rules swept away like a frenzy, and the vast power seemed to destroy the world, making people feel palpitations.

Below.

Hei Ming is also not afraid.

A million-foot-long black tiger stands proudly on the sky~IndoMTL.com~ The roaring sound wiped out everything, and the wide claws bombarded it out, and the terrifying force directly hit the void into a turbulent flow.

Boom!

Boom! !

The power of the confrontation between the two eight-fold immortals can be described as destroying the heavens and the earth.

It didn't take long.

A wisp of pure heaven and earth killing power suddenly rose from the void, and then turned into a long knife to cut it down, making Ling Xuan caught off guard, and the body was almost directly cut apart.

Use this opportunity.

Hei Ming bit Lingxuan's arm in one bite, and then tore it forcefully, and immediately blood was spilled.

The battlefield is changing rapidly.

From the action of the strong in the dark, to the defeat of Lingxuan, it was all in an instant.

When the strong of the spirit race came back, Lingxuan already looked miserable.

"Master Lingxuan!"

On the one hand, the spirit race has changed a lot.

Lingxuan is a well-known strong man in the spirit clan. Since the spiritual emperor, almost no one can compare with Lingxuan.

At the moment, this strong man in the spirit race was hit hard by others, which is obviously a major blow to other races belonging to the spirit race.

"The former emperor of the White Tiger clan was also a despicable person who sneaked in secretly, but I didn't expect it."

Lingxuan's face was gloomy, and his words were full of sarcasm, and his arms quietly grew to completion when he spoke.

Rebirth from a severed limb.

It couldn't be easier for a real fairy.

Even if it's rebirth from a drop of blood, it's just like waiting for a while.

The White Tiger King!

Lingxuan's words have changed the expression of the spirit race again.

What do you mean!

Is the White Tiger Emperor just making a sneak attack?

When they secretly guessed, the White Tiger Emperor had already emerged from the void with a faint smile on his face.

"The White Tiger tribe has long been a thing of the past, now there is only the Tiger tribe, and there is no branch of the white tiger and the black tiger!"