Deep sea.

‘Tianyu’, the holy son of the Tianshen clan, suddenly appeared on the sea, floating on his back, with scars all over his body, and his breath was weak, as if he was going to die in the next moment.

But it's a coincidence.

Not far away.

There is a group of warriors, driving a warship, looking for something in the deep sea.

"It has been more than a month, is there any need to continue searching?" A human warrior was a little impatient, his energy and blood were pouring, and his face was full of exhaustion.

It has been more than a month since the Seven Saints returned from the Ancient Emperor Ruins.

The Nine Saints ordered them to search the deep sea in order to find the surviving saints.

But how is that possible?

Human warriors have heard about the dangers of the ancient emperor's ruins, and all the major alien races are now aware of it.

In that dangerous situation.

Who can survive two months?

Even a foreign saint will die after entering!

So.

This kind of search and rescue is completely meaningless!

"Shut up!" A foreigner yelled: "That's a master of the Holy Clan. Even an ordinary warrior in the clan is a thousand times more important than a lowly life like you!"

There were other human warriors on the warship. They had complicated expressions when they heard this, but they did not dare to say anything more.

The human warrior who complained just now did not dare to speak anymore.

Although his cultivation level is not low and he is a strong man at the martial king level, after joining the army of a foreign race, he can only be driven by others.

Even if the person in front of him was just a military commander-level alien, he did not dare to resist the other party's scolding.

"Remember!" The alien warrior swept across the humans on the warship.

Although it is the only alien race on the entire warship, the others are all human race, and their cultivation is stronger than it.

But it still scolded these human races casually, not taking them seriously at all.

"You human race are just a rubbish race of six to seven thousand people. Even the Martial King and Martial God in your race can only serve as slaves in front of our Holy Race!"

It sounded stern and scolded: "If someone dares to fail to distinguish their status again in the future, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

This alien from the Holy Land has no regard for human warriors.

Even these people are stronger than it.

So what.

The human race is just a small tribe. If the situation were not special, the human race would not even be qualified to be received by the saint race in person!

The servants of the major saint clans are all warriors from the top thousand clans. Ranking like the human clan, they are not qualified to be slaves!

Among a group of human warriors, some of them had angry looks in their eyes, but they didn't dare to show it at all, and they all said it was true.

They know it very well.

Now that I have chosen this path, I have truly embarked on it.

They have no chance to regret it!

They have no way out!

"My lord!"

A human warrior suddenly spoke, shock flashed across his face.

"In the sea ahead, there seems to be an adult from the Saint clan. It was seriously injured!"

The alien was surprised and happy.

Really found it!

"Go quickly!"

It was both surprised and expected.

"Which clan is it? Do you know it?"

It asked the human warrior it discovered first.

In today's deep sea, there are many foreign forces. They come from the Saint Clan, but they are just servants of the Saint Clan. They act according to orders and look for the survivors of the nine Saint Clan who entered the ancient emperor's ruins.

But in this area.

Many alien races were injured in the fight with sea beasts.

These are not its goals.

"It seems to be the Celestial Clan!" King Wu of the human race, with his spiritual power covering all directions, observed the figure floating on the sea.

The characteristics are obvious. Although he does not know the specific identity of the other party, he can identify the race.

Celestial Clan!

The alien warrior was even more surprised.

The warrior of the first holy clan!

Not many people from this clan have entered the human realm. The people found in the deep sea at this moment are probably the people who once entered the ancient emperor's ruins. They are exactly its target!

Except for the Seven Saints and those five people.

There are really people who are back alive!

Soon.

The warship was approaching, and the alien warriors also saw their figures on the sea!

It is indeed the Celestial Clan!

It immediately picked him up on the warship. After seeing this person's appearance, the alien went crazy with excitement and roared. There was a bright golden light on his body, as if he was about to reveal his true form.

"He is the holy son of the Celestial Clan!"

It was very excited. It took out the elixir and fed it to it. At the same time, Qi and blood were injected into it to help heal its injuries, and its face was full of heat.

"Hurry back! Go to the Celestial Clan's camp! Hurry!"

It sounded excited, as if it was half a step too late and something would be lost.

The human warriors on the warship did not recognize this Celestial Race. After scanning with suspicious eyes, under the constant urging of this foreign race, they immediately drove the warship back.

Soon.

With the help of this alien pill, the Celestials they rescued finally slowly opened their eyes.

The foreigner who had been standing by his side took a look and immediately knelt down and said loudly.

"Jinhuo tribe warrior, Huan Guang, pays homage to the holy son of the Tianshen tribe, Lord Tianyu!"

The holy son of the Celestial Clan who had just woken up had a look of confusion on his face: "Did you save me?"

"It is my honor to be able to see the true face of the Holy Son. I am grateful to the Holy Son!" Jian Guang crawled on the warship and revealed his true body. He was a golden Jian covered in golden light.

It was very humble, bowing to the ground and not daring to raise its head, which was in sharp contrast to the arrogance of the human race just now.

Several human warriors had stiff expressions.

They originally thought that Jian Guang was a disciple of the Holy Clan, but they didn't expect that he was actually a former Qianda Jin Jian Clan disciple and a servant of the Holy Clan!

Anger flashed in the eyes of these human warriors, but when they saw the eyes of the Holy Son of the Celestial Clan coming towards them, they immediately knelt down and saluted like a phoenix.

"The warrior of the human race, Ju Kui, pays homage to His Highness the Holy Son of the God Race!"

"Human warrior..."

Under the leadership of King Wu Ju Kui, a group of human warriors came to pay their respects.

‘Tianyu’, the holy son of the Celestial Clan—that is, Fang Ke.

He glanced at these humans with an indifferent expression.

Fang Ke knew what these people were like, and even knew the identity and origin of everyone here, so he had no good impression of these humans who had taken refuge with foreigners.

These people are no longer human!

According to what was said before.

These people are degenerates!

He did not respond to these greetings, but forced himself to stand up. Jian Guang, who was very discerning, crawled to Fang Ke on his hands and knees.

Fang Ke rode on it.

This golden beast is covered with rich golden hair and shines brightly. After Fang Ke rides it, golden-red lotuses bloom under its feet.

It roared low and seemed very happy to be ridden by Fang Ke.
To be continued...