I am the master of all worlds

Chapter 419 Crazy
Qianzhou, Qianyuan Mansion.

Since the aliens occupied Qianzhou, the Qianyuan Mansion, with convenient water and land access, has become the center of the alien race. Fourteen saints are guarding here, and representatives of various ethnic groups are stationed in it, which has a sense of prosperity and glory.

However, after the trip to Lianzhou, the Qianyuan Mansion fell into a strange situation. Countless aliens walked on the street, and they always had to take a look at the huge mountain in the distance intentionally or unintentionally.

That is the mountain that the Fourteenth Saints moved from Kunzhou, and it is also the residence of the fourteenth Saints, the head of all races today.

Suddenly, there was a violent coercion on the mountain, and then the voice of the saint resounded through Qianyuan Mansion,

"Then what to do! In the current situation, can we still capture the human race!"

"Keep your voice down! Are you afraid that the world will not know?"

"Humph!"

The coercion disappeared, the voice lowered, and the Wanzu could no longer hear the saint's words, so they continued to walk on the street in silence.

On the top of the mountain, in the palace, only the twelve saints are left among the fourteen saints. Among them, the holy saint of the moon clan is arguing endlessly with the saint seeking of the biling clan.

Being reprimanded by Haosheng, Xunsheng snorted coldly, and his voice was raised to the height of normal speech: "Then tell me, do we really want to continue fighting now?"

"Although we still have twelve saints now, there are also eleven saints on the human race side. In addition, Zhou Shan and Feng Chun are both one-to-two tyrannical. That is to say, we have already Given the situation, if you don’t plan to go back, would you really be willing to bury your clansmen?”

"We still have Martial Immortals." Looking at Xun Sheng, Ho Sheng said, "Human Race Martial Immortals are only around a hundred people, and if all the Martial Immortals of my race were added up, there would be more than three hundred. This is what we can still fight against." Confidence!"

"Martial Immortals? The top Martial Immortals have all perished. No matter how many ordinary Martial Immortals there are, what's the use of Feng Chun's shameless sneak attack after he frees up his hand? In half a month, at least half of them will be killed or injured!"

Looking at Sheng Sheng coldly, the Xun Sheng of the Biling clan continued to fight coldly: "Old ghost, are you a spy sent by the human race? Doing this is to sever the inheritance of all races!"

"Inheritance of the Ten Thousand Clans? As long as you don't die, the inheritance of your Spirit Clan will never be broken! In the world, the weak are preyed on by the strong, and now the Ten Thousand Clans are no more than you and my pawn in the final analysis, why do you use this kind of language to talk about things?"

"Humph!"

After the thoughts in his heart were broken, Xunsheng still let out a cold snort, but he didn't continue to speak.

"I know that since the war with the human race, we have been repeatedly damaged, but the human race has not suffered any damage so far, so you are retiring."

"But, retreating like this, everyone, are you really willing?"

Are you willing?
The other eleven saints asked themselves,
Not reconciled!
Originally, the ten thousand races united, and the human race was already in danger under the coercion of their Fourteen Saints, but everything, as Zhang Wuyang first invited Qin Feng to wipe out the 31 top Martial Immortals, and then plotted in Qianzhou Yisheng, in the end Lianzhou even killed Yisheng directly, making them terrified.

Among them, the most important thing is undoubtedly Zhang Wuyang's act of slaughtering saints in Lianzhou. This action broke the myth of the immortality of saints and made them have an indelible fear.

"Unwilling, so what? Do we still have a chance?"

After a long time, General Sheng finally spoke.

Facing General Sheng's words, Ho Shengzhen nodded her head: "Yes!"

"Why?"

"Kill wolves and tigers! Martial Immortals of all races are wolves, and humans are tigers!"

Looking at this specially built palace for the coming of the war, Sheng Sheng's voice had a special indifference.

"I don't care about the matter of everyone starting to prepare to leave the Star Origin Realm, and I can't control it."

"However, the Human Race's Tianjiao has not yet become holy, we still have at least three to five years to prepare, don't we? Besides, we still have the strength to fight, but I have to say this."

"It's still the same sentence, there are not as many Martial Immortals in the Human Race as we do! If we gather all the Martial Immortals of the Ten Thousand Races, and then gather them in one place to break the Human Race's defense line, we will be successful in one battle, and there is still a big thing to do!"

"It's all, if Fengchun Laoer and others make a move, we will also move, as long as we entangle them, we will not be in danger, and we will not let Zhang Wuyang have the opportunity to activate the falling saint technique."

"And the saints of the human race are entangled. There are more than 300 martial immortals of my ten thousand races, and more than 2000 immortals are driven from one place. As long as nothing happens, we will kill Zhang Wuyang and Ji Mingyao at that time, and destroy the Tianjiao of the human race. In this way, it is us Victory!"

"As long as we get rid of the great prosperity of the human race, we will have a chance to breathe, and we can conquer the land with the human race, just like when there was no war before."

The words of Sheng Sheng undoubtedly moved all the saints.

If things can develop like this, it is also the best choice.

Today, they no longer have the idea of ​​forcing away the saints of the human race.

But although the idea is good, it is difficult to implement.

Three hundred Martial Immortals, two thousand Immortals, these are not members of their twelve clans, even if there are, very few.

And these immortals of other races, why should they listen to them and fight the human race?

It must be done in one battle, and it sounds exciting, but this is not the same as besieging the human race. The ancestors of many races who besieged the human race did not work hard.The human race also knows this kind of thing, so they are very calm and cooperative in dealing with it.

After all, Zhang Wuyang and Ji Mingyao had been leisurely for some time, and he didn't try to assassinate the alien martial immortals, just because he was afraid that these guys would feel the crisis and go all out.

But what Sheng Sheng said must be done in one battle, is to fight to the death!
Such a war will kill people!And die a lot!
Ten thousand races are an alliance, and each race has its own agenda.

Even for some ordinary small races, leaving the Star Origin Realm is their best choice now.

The battle between the saints is not something they can intervene in. If they really intervene in it, they will become a cheap chess piece. Once they die in the end, their race will also die out.

The lessons of the Heluo people are still vivid in our minds.

"Everyone, where there is a will, there is a way. Although it is difficult to contact various races and human races, at least there is still a glimmer of hope, isn't it? You are all saints. If you don't even have the means to control some immortals, you will call yourself a saint." Words."

In the hall, Sheng Sheng's voice fell, and there was a moment of silence.

I don't know how long it took, the saints began to leave one after another.

As saints, they have their own pride.

Since they were not willing to leave the Star Origin Realm like this, they naturally had to make a distinction.

No one knew the actions of the Twelve Saints. At this time, Zhang Wuyang had already returned to Jianzhou.

Ho Sheng yelled to kill him, but after he killed a saint, he didn't even fart, obviously because he was afraid.

Others were afraid of Zhang Wuyang, but Fengchun sage was right.

As the oldest and patron saint of the human race, when Zhang Wuyang just returned to Jianzhou, he was summoned by the sage Fengchun.

In the main hall, the sage Fengchun threw the compass that trapped the eighteen sages with eight world beads to Zhang Wuyang.

"Go, tenderize these eighteen things to me."

Zhang Wuyang: ...

You are embarrassing me, Fat Tiger!
If it could be killed, I would have killed it long ago.

Don't look at the Eighteenth Saints being trapped and unable to get out, but that is also because of the formation of the sky that the Ten Saints have been suppressing so far as the foundation.

What's more, these eighteen things are active now, and they are not sleeping at all. When Zhang Wuyang threw them into the source of Jiehai, these eighteen guys lost the suppression of the sky array, and they could run away in an instant.

(End of this chapter)