Temple meeting, high seat of fire element.
The aura of the tenth-level Fengchan Emperor silenced all civilizations present, both on the magic side and on the technological side.
Half a step to the realm of dominance!
Of course, all this is just an illusion, and His body is still in a deep sleep.
Ball lightning swirled around Him.
Bottoming out, His good days seemed to be coming.
[Task: Collect the plane coordinates of seven civilizations. 】
[Reward: seven energy coins. 】
Who gave this gift?
Although the Lord of Hades admitted that she did this, she didn't even know who she was, so the forces behind it couldn't follow suit.
However, he felt the kindness that the other party was releasing right now.
The fourteen observers sent by the temple showed that some were happy and some were sad.
Is the rise of the magic side unstoppable?
They know very little about the ambassador Yuzai, but the stance of the magic side will cause turmoil in the temple.
After all, the horror of Panyuan civilization is beyond imagination!
Incomprehensible, indescribable, and indescribable!
"Taiyuan Jinma Zhen!"
"Brother Shu! Damn it! The Holy Spear of the North!"
"Damn it! Why can this crappy game of jumping off a cliff have a magical skill?"
"Young mistress! Why don't you break off the engagement! That fool has opened up the Ren and Du lines!"
Um?
What about a new TV series?
The newly ripe grapefruit on the tree is not very mature yet. He likes to watch live broadcasts and listen to flirty talk.
At this moment, in the picture, the young man who lost his footing on the cliff of the snow-capped mountain is struggling at the bottom of the valley.
He was knocked so hard that stars appeared in his eyes and he was breathing hard.
This is a frozen realm, with a silent emperor sitting on the throne.
"Senior..."
Sensing the strange aura, it slowly woke up.
"What year was it now and then?
"Times...could it be that even he has fallen?"
Huge and huge sadness began to gather, and Lin Xingyu was completely unable to move, shivering from the cold.
It has been waiting here for a long time, seemingly looking for a suitable partner, but now, it seems that it has no time to wait any longer.
"Child..., do you want to know the history of your race?"
The mist formed by the melting ice and snow shrouded the surroundings of the throne, and Lin Xingyu had not yet calmed down at this moment.
Is there also a connection between the shrimp tribe and the Xilai civilization?
Even Yuzai was a little curious now.
Without much exchange, the emperor took out a broken book with scrawls and corrections on it.
seem……
Lin Xingyu was hypnotized. He fell to the ground and groped in the milky white world.
"Is our inheritance going to be cut off?"
The heroic young man has two spears behind his back and a strong figure.
"It all depends on human effort, Ah Shu."
Ztree is the end of the cycle, and Atree is the beginning of the cycle.
Now, the young man has received the medal from the old man and will embark on a new path.
The young man turned around and left, starting his own exploration in a lifeless city.
He was dead, like an animal entering the hunting ground, waiting for the fletching of its destined arrow to take his life.
Yuzai understood clearly, it was a history book.
Where is the way to survive?
The young man used his immature palms to push away all the obstacles. He groped in the fog and used all the materials he could find around him to create the vitality of his race.
Weapons, more powerful weapons!
Atree's experience was too vague, but he seemed to have forged a sharp spear at a certain moment.
"Can you pierce the shroud of the old world?"
He began to search for the potential of the artifacts he created. He had a clear intuition that this was the right path.
But how should it be used to find and implement it?
The end of the world, the wasteland, at this moment, the world seems much clearer.
Atree uses a spear to go deep into the world to explore more possibilities, intelligent creatures hiding in the dark, infected zombies, and the most dangerous ones, the same kind!
Live...
Ritual and music collapse, morality emerges
Moral decay, legal checks and balances
Nowadays, there is no trace of the bottom line of the law——
All I saw was purgatory.
leave!
inherited!
Atree is being hunted and starts to escape!
Return to the temple and leave the path of your own exploration behind!
“Hiss!——, don’t move, I’ll just take a bite! I’ll just take a bite!
"You smell so good...
"Let me take one bite, one bite!"
Lin Xingyu seemed to be watching, but also seemed to be present.
He threw the spear back to the altar with all his strength. He did not use the weapon to fight, but kept it.
Atree also turned into zombies. These zombies surrounded the altar. Although they were unconscious, they were unwilling to leave here.
"It's your turn."
Ztree looked at Btree with a half-smile.
After receiving the notice, Btree opened his eyes. He saw the spear and the zombies wandering outside the altar.
He approached the spear and felt the blood stains remaining on it. Then, under the surprised eyes of the elder, he walked alone into the zombie group.
he!
He must create better living conditions for his younger brother.
Ztree was silent. He looked at Btree's thin body teasing among the zombies, his clumsy body and his poor skills.
Behind him was a huge group of zombies and a clean altar.
"Ahhh!"
Btree is dead.
His screams echoed in the elder's ears.
Ztree wakes up Ctree
"Your brother is a loser and died in less than a day."
Elder Ztree hates that iron cannot become steel, "Is this your tree family? You are as vulnerable as an insect!"
Ctree didn't speak. He looked at the spear with fire burning in his eyes.
His two brothers helped him find the tree family, the only way out.
He walked out of the altar with a spear on his back, like a god of war as the sun set!
Lin Xingyu felt his blood trembling.
Why……
I……
Ctree is a genius with a spear. He invented his own marksmanship, built a shelter in the wasteland, and began to study why the world became like this.
He wants to find a way, a way to survive.
A way for their fifteen brothers to survive!
He went to various places of death without stopping for a moment, and he did not live alone.
"Ctree, you passed the test and can leave here."
"Where is this?"
"This is a place to select high-quality males. You are already a breeder, and you will be responsible for mating in the future."
"Is this the truth of the world?"
"Shrimp clan, do you need to think too?"
Ctree said nothing and turned to leave.
"You! Are you going to disobey God's will!"
"I do what I have to do."
Ctree held the spear tightly in his hand, so determined that he had no hesitation.
"Leave him here."
The prince who was teasing the crickets threw the branch beside him, showing low interest.
No need to say more, everything is enough.
The reception officials were so angry that his future might be ruined!
Just because he was too talkative about that shrimp!
Ctree knew that he would face more crises, but he could not predict that his fate would be so absurd.
But because he raised his head to take a drink of water, he was attacked from behind by a zombie and bit him.
He is bound to die, and he can only live for three days at most.
This is a huge joke.
He set off and seduced many zombies before going to the altar. The tide of zombies surged, destroying everything along the way.
He is agile and agile, just like Btree.
However, he survived.
In two days, Ctree gathered tens of thousands of zombies in front of the altar, and Ztree watched with curiosity.
The killing begins.
Blood began to flow, and Ctree was showing off his skills, killing the zombies in front of him. The strong smell of blood attracted more and more zombies.
Finally at a certain moment, he stopped and threw the spear at the altar. His bare hands looked like Btree's back then.
He lures all the zombies away.
As the sun set, the elder smiled with satisfaction after hearing the screams.
"Dtree, wake up."
Elder Ztree clapped his hands, and a thin body came out of the shadows. He was silent and his expression was numb.
It seems that only holding a blood-stained spear can bring some changes to his face.
He sat in the dark night, waiting for dawn the next day, holding a spear, and stepped into the tide of corpses.
Ctree kept his marksmanship.
On the zombie's hideous wounds.
The God of War, with the accumulation of the previous three generations of brothers, began his own appearance.
Lin Xingyu is a tree demon. He looks at the armor-clad emperor on the throne.
On the throne, only skeletons were left.
"Come on. Take away my mission."
It is tired of the ruthlessness of time, it is so cold and cruel that it defeats the heroes, tramples them under its feet, and ravages their muscles and bones.
The rise and fall of the hero's chest and his unyielding will made them feel great pleasure.
inherited.
Lin Xingyu stared at the light blue jumping skeleton on the throne, and the spear stood in the hall.
It is also like a tree, a towering tree!
Lin Xingyu slowly stood up, and the spear transformed by the ice seemed to him like blood thicker than water.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The spear called.
On the other side, Yuzai was equally silent.
This is not a plot He set up.
What surprised Yuzai even more was that he seemed to see his own figure in the altar!
And He seems to be the object of sacrifice by the shrimp tribe!
At the very least, they are also a tree demon clan.
He doesn't remember.
Yuzai was a little curious.
But He will not be separated now.
What a coincidence...
Little Yuzi's emotions were over, and she continued to watch the comedy in front of her with great interest.
The Crow Sacrifice is not only cultivation, but also preparation for breakthrough.
The most important thing when setting foot on the Square Bridge is "unity". Only in this way can combat effectiveness receive the baptism of the square root.
"Judge, how do you think we should guide Sheng Wei now?"
"The temple never participates in the process of dimensionality. Otherwise, why should we use the Sequence Gate to open the bridge?" Yuzai has completed five missions after all, and his skills are skillful.
In the current mess, he has no intention of leaving the small world.
Maintaining the status quo is what Yuzai wants to see.
For such an answer, it is obviously the magic side of the soft team. Technology is changing people's minds.
Representatives on the technology side only have the right to represent, and no matter how united they are, they are still fragmented. They do not have the ability to truly represent people like the powerful ones on the magic side.
At the very least, the almighty can already flip the table.
On the technology side, they can basically only "express condemnation", and there is a serious gap in individual strength.
For Yuzai, everyone is afraid that he will flip the table, the pressure is too great.
It seems that the tone has been set, and the next step is the material resources and deployment provided by the temple in the process of dimension ascension.
These things all require Yuzai's instructions to be effective.
As for the other side, the barrage has already started licking.
"I was Brother Shu's dog hundreds of years ago!"
