Continent of Ten Thousand Races.
Dragon Slayer City.
Figures wearing golden armor stood quietly on the city wall.
The ancient pitch-black city wall cracked with hideous cracks.
Like a spider web, it covered the entire city wall.
On top of the city wall, stood dragon-slayers wearing armor of different colors, their faces filled with tiredness.
It was as if he had gone through some kind of war.
Several figures wearing golden armor also had tired looks on their faces.
The leader's eyes were red, and his whole body was trembling.
The entire Dragon Slayer City was filled with an aura of despair.
It was as if he was about to face death.
"The teacher is gone..."
The middle-aged man at the head spoke hoarsely.
Behind them, the two men in golden armor trembled slightly.
These people are clearly the three military leaders of the Dragon Slayer Army.
The Sky Sword King, the Overlord King, and the Mad King.
Time flies, and the Heavenly Sword King has become a strong man who can be crowned king in five steps. Now, after the death of the Dragon Slayer King, he has officially commanded the entire Dragon Slayer Army.
"The teacher is gone, and so is my junior brother..."
"Now, even Dragon Slayer City will be gone..."
"Human race...is there no hope?"
The hoarse voice of the Heavenly Sword King sounded.
The Tyrant King and the Mad King were silent.
During this period of time, the human race in Wanzu Continent has encountered too many things.
Just half a month ago, five emperors from all races joined forces to kill the Dragon King.
In fact, three new emperors were born, and they joined forces to stop the Flower Emperor and the three of them, making it impossible for the three of them to save the Dragon Slayer King.
This resulted in the fall of the Dragon Slayer King.
In just half a month, with the fall of the Dragon Slayer King, the entire human race was completely shaken.
Countless people from all races swarmed in and began to launch a fierce attack on the human race.
Now, more than half of the twelve main cities of the human race have fallen.
Today, of the remaining main cities, only Dragon Slayer City, Qianlong City, and Hope City are still struggling to support themselves.
Qiankun Dongtian and his party.
The human race has obtained the best star mineral veins, and it has also given birth to many powerful kings.
But all races also got some good things in Qiankun Cave.
In addition, the foundation of the Wan Clan was extremely strong. In the end, the five top races of the Wan Clan used the strength of the whole clan to create three new emperor-level experts.
Completely suppressed the human race.
Countless human warriors fell into the hands of all races.
Among them, as many as ten powerful ones who were crowned kings had fallen in this half-month period.
Although most of them are strong men who have become kings for the first time, this is an extremely serious blow to the human race.
And now....
The Heavenly Sword King slowly looked forward.
Ahead, there are countless armies of all races, rushing towards them.
There are different races.
And in front of the army of all races, a middle-aged man bathed in flames was walking in the void, exuding the surging power of the avenue.
Like a god of fire, he walked slowly.
It seemed slow, but in fact, every step he took covered dozens of kilometers.
"The Lion King..."
The face of the Heavenly Sword King gradually turned ugly.
Clang!
The Heavenly Sword King slowly pulled out his sword from behind. The sword was already covered with cracks, which is enough to show that during this period of time.
The Heavenly Sword King has gone through many battles.
The Heavenly Sword King slowly stood in the void, the sword blade in his hand was trembling continuously, and the surging sword energy swept out in an instant.
Buzz! ! !
The surging sword energy seemed to turn into a storm and began to sweep across the battlefield.
"The Dragon Slayers obey orders!"
"Protect my human race and kill the people of all races!"
The Heavenly Sword King roared loudly, and the sound resounded throughout the world.
...
The continent of all races, the capital of killing.
A city stood quietly in the wilderness.
There is a desolate atmosphere permeating the dark city wall.
The entire killing city was extremely peaceful.
On top of a Babel Tower in the Killing City, a silver-haired middle-aged man bowed to the old man in front of him as if praying.
"Lord, please let me return to the human race!"
"Now that the human race is in trouble, how can you ask me to stand by and watch!"
The silver-haired middle-aged man knelt on the ground and kept praying.
The old man sat quietly on the throne, his cloudy eyes fell on the silver-haired middle-aged man, and finally sighed.
"Zhao Tianxing, it's not that I don't let you go, but from the moment you join the Killing City, we no longer have any contact with the Ten Thousand Races Continent."
"When you chose to join the Killing City for the power of life, I didn't even notice how many things you did to help the human race during the process."
"But now... it is a battle of genocide, which is related to the future development of the entire Ten Thousand Races Continent."
"As the guardians of Wanzu Continent, we must not interfere!"
"The consequences are not something you can disobey!"
The old man, the Lord of Slaughter, looked at Zhao Tianxing with a complicated expression.
Zhao Tianxing's talent is very strong. He can reach five steps in one day and become a king. Although it is at the cost of his own life force, he can reach this step.
Of course it can't be trash.
The Lord of Slaughter also trained Zhao Tianxing as his successor.
Therefore, sometimes when Zhao Tianxing supported the human race, he pretended not to see it and turned a blind eye.
As long as it doesn't affect the future development of Wanzu Continent, it doesn't matter.
But it's different now...
Now is the time for a complete war between the Wanzu and the human race. As the guardians of the Wanzu Continent, they have received orders from the forces outside the world.
It absolutely cannot affect the pattern of Wanzu Continent.
No matter how unhappy I feel in my heart, I can only stay there.
Otherwise, once the forces from the outer world intervene to bring order to the chaos...
Everything is completely over.
Zhao Tianxing knelt on the ground, with endless sadness and anger on his face.
He was naturally aware of what the human race had been through during this period, and Li Changsheng even wanted to send him messages many times, asking him to go back and help.
But according to the rules of the Killing City, you cannot interfere.
In fact, several times he tried to force his way out, but was directly knocked unconscious by the Lord of Slaughter and brought back.
That's why this scene happened now.
"Please, Lord, please grant me your permission! Zhao Tianxing is willing to bear all responsibilities!"
Zhao Tianxing kept kowtowing to the Lord of Slaughter, and just wanted to return to the human race.
Fight against all races!
Looking at Zhao Tianxing who was so determined, the Slaughter Lord finally let out a long sigh.
"You idiot!"
The Lord of Slaughter shook his head and slowly stood up.
"Today, a messenger from heaven will come. Whether you can succeed or not depends on whether you can impress that messenger!"
Hearing the words of the Lord of Slaughter, Zhao Tianxing's eyes lit up and he suddenly raised his head.
"My lord, is this true?"
Zhao Tianxing looked at the Lord of Slaughter excitedly.
He didn't expect that this matter would turn around.
You must know that the Lord of Slaughter is a powerful man in the Great Dao Realm. As long as he does not speak, he will not be able to return to the human race even if he tries his best.
Now the Lord of Slaughter has obviously relaxed.
The Lord of Slaughter glanced at Zhao Tianxing indifferently and said, "This matter is not something I can decide, but you are lucky. A messenger will arrive from Tianwaitian today."
"As long as you can impress the envoy, you may not be unable to return to the human race!"
The Lord of Slaughter said calmly, "Follow me!"
After that, he slowly walked towards the outside of Babel Tower.
Zhao Tianxing quickly followed.
The excitement on his face could not be concealed.
"As long as I can make the envoy relax, I can return to the human race!"
Zhao Tianxing felt a little happy in his heart.
The Lord of Slaughter seemed to have seen through Zhao Tianxing's thoughts and poured cold water on him.
"Don't be too happy too early. The messenger of Tianwaitian never cares about the affairs of Wanzu Continent."
"Every one of the messengers who can come down from the outer world is a being above the Great Dao realm. When they reach that realm, they are indifferent to ordinary things."
"You try to impress them...it's hard!"
The Lord of Slaughter shook his head.
The Lord of Slaughter has been in the City of Slaughter for so many years and has seen many messengers arrive.
But every time those messengers came, they seemed to be in a very bad mood. As soon as they came, they randomly ordered some things and began to retreat on their own.
When the time came, he left directly.
I don’t want to pay attention to the affairs of Wanzu Continent at all.
Therefore, the Lord of Slaughter couldn't help but give Zhao Tianxing a vaccination.
Otherwise, when the time comes, extreme joy will lead to sorrow, and the envoys of Tianwaitian will be angered, and even he himself will not be able to protect Zhao Tianxing.
Zhao Tianxing nodded and forced himself to calm down.
Following the Lord of Slaughter, he slowly walked towards the depths of the Slaughter City.
I don’t know how long I walked, but in the deepest part of the Killing City, majestic figures stood proudly on each step.
And in the center area of the steps, there is a huge portal.
The portal glowed with azure light.
At the center of the portal, space is constantly twisting.
There is a strong power of space, spreading out bit by bit from the portal.
And standing on those steps was the king-conferring king of the Killing City.
At this moment, they were all standing there solemnly, waiting for the messenger from Tianwaiti to arrive.
The Lord of Slaughter stood in front of the portal, followed by Zhao Tianxing.
While there was still no reaction from the teleportation array, the Lord of Slaughter reminded him.
"When you see the messenger later, you must be respectful and respectful again, you know?"
"Any one of these messengers who descend from the outer world can change the pattern of the entire Ten Thousand Races Continent. And if you want to get the messenger's consent, you must also coax the messenger."
"In the past, you were a genius in the Ten Thousand Races Continent, and you were crowned king in five steps. But in front of these messengers from the outer world, being crowned king in five steps...is not much different from an ant!"
The Lord of Slaughter explained nonchalantly.
He was afraid that Zhao Tianxing would anger the envoy later.
Zhao Tianxing took a deep breath, forced his excitement, calmed down, and said softly.
"I know Lord, I have a sense of propriety!"
Seeing Zhao Tianxing nodding, the Lord of Slaughter said no more, just stood there respectfully, waiting for the arrival of the messenger.
Time passes little by little.
Not only did the princes of the surrounding killing cities not have any dissatisfaction, the respectful expressions on their faces even became more intense.
Including the Lord of Slaughter and Zhao Tianxing.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
The teleportation array, which was originally silent, suddenly shook.
Boom! ! !
A huge roar resounded from the teleportation array.
The blue light swept out in an instant and enveloped the entire killing city.
It seems that this city is covered with a thin layer of blue gauze.
"coming!"
The Lord of Slaughter's expression condensed slightly, and he quickly sent a message to Zhao Tianxing.
"Just lower your head for a while and don't release any breath. Only if the messenger lets you speak, you can speak again!"
Zhao Tianxing nodded.
He lowered his head severely.
For Zhao Tianxing, as long as he can return to the human race and fight side by side with the people from Qianlong Academy, even death is worth it.
Buzz! ! !
A series of faint chirps echoed throughout the surrounding area.
Together with the surrounding void, it began to twist little by little, as if there was some powerful force destroying the surrounding rules.
The next moment, the blue light surged again.
Immediately afterwards, one could see a vague figure slowly emerging behind the portal.
Seeing this scene, the Slaughter Lord quickly bowed slowly to the figure behind the door.
"The controller of the Killing City, Sun Taiji, has seen the messenger from the upper realm!"
"I've seen the messenger from the upper realm!"
Following the words of the Lord of Slaughter, the surrounding kings of the Slaughter City and Zhao Tianxing all bowed to the being in the portal.
He gave a respectful look.
The light continued to surge, and the figure behind the portal gradually became clearer.
I saw a man in white clothes slowly walking out.
The appearance of a young man was revealed.
The young man walked out of the door, bathed in the blue light, slowly stretched out his palm, and shook it gently.
Suddenly, the space in that place instantly shattered, like a mirror, shattered into pieces.
"The rules of Wanzu Continent are indeed much weaker than those of Tianwaitian. I just came in and I felt the repulsion from heaven and earth!"
The young man murmured softly.
As if he was missing something.
Zhao Tianxing's ears twitched slightly, and suddenly he felt that the voice was unusually familiar.
But according to the reminder of the Lord of Slaughter, he did not dare to raise his head at this moment for fear of angering the other party.
At this time, the Lord of Slaughter slowly spoke.
"I have met the messenger from the upper realm, and my subordinates want to ask the messenger for permission!"
The young man slowly set his eyes on the Lord of Slaughter and spoke softly.
"speak!"
The Lord of Slaughter touched Zhao Tianxing.
Zhao Tianxing immediately held a meeting and said quickly, "My subordinate race is now facing a life-or-death situation. Please allow the envoy to allow me to return to my race and fight for my race!"
Zhao Tianxing lowered his head very low, his posture completely lost.
Just as Zhao Tianxing was waiting tremblingly, the young man's voice sounded.
"Principal Zhao, don't you remember me?"
Hearing this slightly joking voice, Zhao Tianxing was stunned and slowly raised his head.
However, when I saw clearly what the young man looked like.
Zhao Tianxing's pupils shrank instantly.
