Chapter 468: Visit by the Divine Attendant

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When he saw these three treasures being lost to him one after another, Ying Xiu was inevitably overly emotional and his words were too exaggerated.

Now that I think about it carefully, some people are born with strong bones, and they don't like to be bullied by others. What's more, no matter if any one of these three things is taken alone, its value is inestimable.

No matter who it is, I'm afraid they don't want to hold hands and meet each other for no reason.

Ying Xiu said this in a tactful way, implicitly implying that if you give him what he wants, the most powerful dynasty in the world will become your lifelong supporter, and at the same time, it gave him enough face.

The word 'friendship' is so proud.

Bai Lian understood what he meant, and wondered, could His Highness the Prince in Zhongyou have such an innocent temperament?

Not to mention what a huge force the Zhongyou Dynasty was, there were indeed countless monks in the world trying to form an inseparable relationship with Zhongyou.

But now they are in the Bronze Gate world, and soon everything he has now will be taken away by the Bronze Gate.

Making such a promise is just a pie in the sky.

Not to mention that Balian is not even remotely interested in this so-called pie.

"Young Master Yingxiu, if you have time to waste your time here with me, why not go and beg for a few more meals instead of making the people behind you wait in vain."

A trace of cold anger flashed across Ying Xiu's eyes, but his naturally superior status prevented him from getting angry on the spot.

His expression returned to indifference and he said: "The world of Bronze Gate is in danger everywhere. I hope Master Si Chen will take care of himself in the future."

Just then, there was a loud bang.

The gate of the tribe was crashed down by a ferocious beast, and ten figures slowly emerged from the smoke and dust.

Zhao Qian's expression changed drastically and he said: "It's the divine envoy..."

The tribe that was eating fell into chaos, and the bowls and chopsticks fell on the floor.

"Why did the divine messenger suddenly visit? Isn't it the time for the dedication ceremony yet?"

The ten divine envoys looked the same as humans, holding gold rings in their hands and silver ornaments hanging from their waists. The only difference from mortals was that each of them had a sacred golden oil mark painted on their forehead.

The strength revealed by each person is quite good, and they are all above the Spirit Bearing Realm.

There was a long chain locked in a golden ring in their hands, and the metal chain dragged long behind them. The ten chains bound ten long lines of humans.

Those human beings who are like prisoners are all practitioners who entered the ghost mountain this time.

The leading envoy was wearing golden clothes, scanning the crowd coldly, and said in a proud voice: "The bronze door is wide open, and a large number of humans are found in each tribe. The ancient gods have given orders, and the Hades Wolf has come to the world, and the Great Cambrian is about to usher in. Ji, we need to gather a thousand new human practitioners from various tribes who have entered the Bronze World to go to the atrium to guard the Bronze Sacred Tree."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed drastically. They looked pale and frightened as if they were facing a huge disaster.

There were also a small number of people who couldn't help but look at Bailian Yingxiu and others with sympathetic eyes.

That look seemed like looking at the victim who was about to step onto the altar of doomsday.

Apparently Ying Xiu also learned about the existence of the Divine Attendant from the people in the tribe. He frowned and glanced at them, with a look of displeasure in his eyes, and asked: "What is the Great Cambrian?"

When Zhao Qian explained his doubts, his teeth were chattering: "The Great Cambrian Period is the three long and terrible winters brought by the Stygian Wolf. The sky and the earth were frozen, and the Stygian Wolf's breath turned into blizzards and cold snow. It blows from all directions and continues all year round.

It is trying to take revenge on the entire world. Once upon a time, we ushered in a Little Cambrian Period, and 30% of the creatures in this world died.

They want humans to protect the Bronze Sacred Tree because the ancient gods exist in the Sacred Tree. They want to use human bodies to protect the Sacred Tree from being corroded by the breath of the underworld wolf. "

Ying Xiu's expression darkened. Seeing those ten people's eyes falling on him was no different from looking at the captives behind them. His voice suddenly turned cold: "It's really a morally corrupt world."

The ten people turned a blind eye to Ying Xiu's angry look: "Please also ask the leader of the tribe to count the number of people as soon as possible."

The child I saw yesterday appeared on the square out of nowhere. He looked at those people with cold eyes and said: "We are all human beings, so why bother making things difficult for the same kind of people!"

The leader of the god's servants laughed and looked at him lightly: "Who are you and these ants? We are human beings. We are the servants of the ancient gods. We regard it as the supreme honor to serve the bronze sacred tree. We are born with you who only know how to pick up stones and let blood." How can people be the same kind?"

Another divine attendant had a cold expression and a ruthless gaze: "If you are hiding it secretly, don't blame me for being rude!"

Among the tribes, people are panicked.

"Sir...Sir, there aren't many new people staying in our tribe this time, so why don't we make friends?"

"Yes, sir, there is no need to make the ancient gods angry for nothing. If the power of the statue is cut off, and the black tide comes in the future, we will all die."

"Don't be indecisive."

The practitioners who were with Ying Xiu suddenly stared angrily and said coldly: "Is this human language?"

"Don't think that after taking us in for a few days and eating a few mouthfuls of your food, we will sell our lives to you!"

"It's just a dream! It's so whimsical!"

"That's enough!" The short child shouted sharply, looked at the tribe sternly, and said coldly: "When I took you in in the first place, who did you have to do with me?"

Everyone in the tribe immediately became silent and did not dare to speak.

The child looks young, but has a grace and momentum that is difficult for ordinary people to match.

He glanced at the ten people with cold eyes and said: "The ancient gods gave the statues to protect us against the black tide. This is a favor. We offer sacrifices every month to repay the favor. But their lives are not to offer sacrifices in return. You If you want it, then draw the sword and get it yourself.”

The ten people looked at each other with murderous intent in their eyes, but they said no more. The golden rings in their hands were driven deeply into the earth, locking the ten teams of humans to the earth.

One of the ten figures at the head summoned a small colorful umbrella. The banner of the umbrella swelled in the wind, and soon it was like a towering tree, enveloping the entire tribe. He sneered: "I know you are the same as the two tribes in the southwest. The chief here is just as stubborn and ineffective, the Divine Lord has already expected it, and specially gave me the immortal weapon to suppress your evil bones!"

The unparalleled and powerful intention to kill instantly swept across the entire audience. There was still anger a moment ago. Ying Xiu, who was ready to attack, was struck by the power released by the immortal weapon. His face instantly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood surged up. , puffed out a large amount of scarlet, and his heart and soul were turbulent.

The human monks behind him were even worse.

Amidst the sounds of people falling to their knees, someone fainted.

On the other hand, the residents of the tribe, although their eyes looked horrified and they vomited blood, could withstand spiritual power exceeding that of ordinary practitioners.

"Too much bullying!" Ying Xiu's eyes were filled with murderous intent. Just as he was about to untie the talisman on the Demon Sealing Sword and fight with him, a hand suddenly reached out, grabbed his neck and lifted him up.