The Magus Era Chapter 555: foreign race messenger

A strong man of the fire Qilin family walks off and confronts the other big man. ￥ f,

The princes around were like madness. They could not see the identity of their Human Race ministers. They applauded and shouted loudly. They desperately encouraged the two not to play ‘virtual’, and rushed to the real game.

"Wrestling? What kind of wrestling? Pull up your sword!"

"Hah, isn't it? This is the Great Hall of Government, this is stable. Don't be afraid to explode here, draw a sword, draw a sword!"

"Let ’s see it, it ’s a man! All men are good guys. What kind of thing do women play like wrestling? Quickly draw a sword!"

There was a tumult in the hall. Man Man jumped to the case with excitement. With a small wave of Magic Crystals in his small hand, it slammed out like raindrops, and ‘Ding Dangdang’ jumped on the floor of the hall.

"Who draws a sword, whoever survives, who are these Magic Crystalss! Yeah, you are all Magus King? Well, what about congenital Cinghuo fine gold?"

Man Man took out a piece of human head size's innate C-fired gold and dropped it on the ground. The flicker of fire continued to float from the gold ingot. The temperature in the hall suddenly rose, and soon changed from warm as spring to almost roasted. The stove, smoked the maids and musicians sweating.

The eyes of the two big men have changed, and they subconsciously glanced at the fine gold thrown by Man Man.

This is the innate god. In this world, the **** is easy to find. The innate **** can only go to the depths of the chaotic void to dig a small amount. This piece of congenial fine fire gold does not make much sense for Human Race, but for their descendants of the gods, it is enough to forge a powerful innate artifact.

‘铿锵’, the strong guy who just said he ’s wrestling pulls out his sabre, and points his sword at the opponent.

The Warrior of the Fire Qilin family also took a deep breath, pulled out the sabre backhand, and aimed the enemy with a flat sword.

The noise in the hall became louder and louder, and countless people shouted and shouted, and gradually everyone's applause, lameness, and shouts mixed together, roaring at the same rhythm.

Some Bohous also offered great rewards and threw various treasures on the ground.

Even Emperor Shun laughed and applauded. A long sword wrapped in a witch pattern and emitting strong Wu Li (magus power) fluctuations was thrown into the hall.

Human Race Shang Wu, at the banquet, there are warriors fighting, no matter what the purpose, whether it is personal hatred or business. It is always welcomed by everyone, and the winning Warrior always receives a huge return.

Everyone's emotions reached a climax. Only Ji Hao got up secretly, and left the main hall of the parliament silently, and came to the veranda outside the main hall. Standing under a giant pillar on the veranda. Ji Hao drank the wine with a small mouthful of wine, quietly watching the swan hair and snow falling quietly.

After a while, Si Wenming also walked out of the hall with a wine jar. He stood next to Ji Hao, looked up and down and became deep and misty. There was Ji Hao seeping from the fire, and laughed: ? Very strong breath, much stronger than the ordinary Magus King. "

"My Magus Star is a good choice." Ji Hao does not hide Si Wenming: "Where, Sun star!"

Ji Hao pointed to the sky at will, and Si Wenming's face suddenly changed: "You ... Benjamin Magus Star is a Sun star? Wait until you want to break through Divine Magus Realm. The void in the body must pull the whole Benzi Magus Star from the starry sky, The whole natal Magus Star is incorporated into the body to achieve Divine Magi, you, you ... "

Ji Hao looked at Si Wenming with a smile: "Some people have also told me that most people definitely think that I can't break through Divine Magus Realm, but he can't say it is a problem."

Si Wenming will be wrong, he frowned for a while, and slowly said, "That's the case, if it is you, there will be no problem."

Stuck. Si Wenming looked at Ji Hao and said very straightforwardly: "From Netherworld Priest, I finally knew some secrets lost in the ancient times. Are you a disciple of Daoist Yu Yu? My current practice of Human Race comes from him, so you dare choose the Sun star. Be your natal Magus Star? "

Ji Hao spread his hands. Looking at Si Wenming with a smile, he couldn't say that it was not the guidance of Daoist Yu Yu, but the proposal given to him by an unknown old monster hiding in his body?

Si Wenming laughed. He patted the shoulder of Ji Hao, exhaled a long breath and said with emotion: "Unexpectedly, I brought out a Little Children from Southern Wastelands. There is such a good fortune."

Fingering at the Palace of Political Affairs, Si Wenming asked with a smile: "Don't look at the fun? Gong Gong Wuyou and Zhu Rong Tianming, this is the first time they met, this is a big fun."

Ji Hao shook his head and said frankly: "I just hit Zhu Rong Tianming in public, but I don't want to mix their smashing things ... Zhu Rong Tianming, there are people who invited me at the banquet, haha. Emperor Shun is not dead yet? He is nothing Hidden disease, right? Will not die suddenly, right? These two guys are so anxious? "

Si Wenming was silent for a while, looked around, and found that the nearest maid and guard were more than a dozen feet away before he lowered his voice: "However, Emperor Shun will always abdicate. His natal star power has reached the extreme. One more breakthrough is Magus God, which must be abdicated. "

Ji Hao looked at Si Wenming deeply, and said lowly: "I'm not good for those two guys who are in the top position. Uncle Wenming, you might as well take this one."

Si Wenming paused, then shook his head and smiled: "Your boy, just joking, although I have a small amount of credit for Si Wenming to Human Race, but Human Race is more than just a car fight? From seniority, virtue, and prestige. So, where can I get my turn? "

Ji Hao shrugged and whispered, "It's a man, remember what I said that day? A complete, unified Human Race."

Si Wenming's face changed slightly. He looked at Ji Hao seriously and lowered his voice again: "Don't talk nonsense, or we all have trouble. The idea is good, but how difficult is it?"

Ji Hao no longer speaks, raises the jug and touches the jar of Si Wenming, and they stand under the cloister, watching the snow fall quietly.

After a while, there was a noise in the distance, and then a piece of bronze Tablet hanging from Si Wenming's waist vibrated a few times. Si Wenming's face sank slightly, and his fingers were wiped on Tablet , exclaiming in a low voice: "Yu messenger? What fun are these foreign races coming together for?"

In the snow, a floating carriage came quickly, surrounded by a large group of serious Human Race flying riders.

carriage broke into the square in front of the parliament hall and stopped at the main entrance of the hall.

Some Yu men wearing robes emerged from carriage, hovering quietly in the air above the ground, and looked around proudly.

After a while, a young man in a blood-colored robe with only a blood-stained light in his eyes laughed proudly:

"What a shabby place? This is the headquarters of those barbaric creatures that haven't evolved?"

"It's really bad enough." (To be continued.)