The last day has come to the month before Xuanhai!
If today is past, tomorrow... the demon clan and demon clan will attack again.
The atmosphere in the imperial realm was even more dull.
"Hmph, this Heavenly Palace in the ancient wilderness mountain range can really support it!"
"How long can Mu Zhan and others last?"
"The powerful men from the Golden Cicada Buddhist Clan, Thousand Hand Clan, Star Zerg Clan and other tribes joined forces. They defected to the demon clan. This period of time has not yet arrived. They are the first to take action to kill the Heavenly Palace.
It’s a pity that the imperial formation in the ancient wilderness mountain range is so strong that even if they use imperial objects, they will not break it!"
"Other tribes have also taken action against forces such as Tianjifang. This time, our human tribe is really over."
In this realm, dozens of races have defected to the demon race.
Before the last date arrived, these tribes took the lead in order to show their loyalty.
The entire imperial realm, voices sounded one after another, making people tremble in their hearts.
However, finally, the sound stopped.
"The old master has taken action!"
"It is said that the old master swept across the world with his imperial weapon, but... what can the old master be a quasi-emperor?"
"Ling Dao, the old gambling ghosts are still alive and have taken action. This time, our human race... will negotiate with these dozens of races."
This incident made all human practitioners sigh.
negotiation?
What else should I talk about today?
Tomorrow, Xuanhai will let the demon clan and the demon clan take action again. Today's negotiations will only let the tribe live for another day.
But even if it's one more day, there's more hope.
For the hope of this day, the old housekeeper and his team fought in blood.
Finally, the killing of those tribes calmed down.
Qianxuan Mountain!
This is Xuan Qing'er's territory.
This negotiation was also chosen here.
Today, there are too many strong people coming.
Within the imperial domain, Qing Chan of the Qing clan, Fan Sheng of the Qing Hua Emperor Sect, the Gu Hua Emperor, Yuanque Emperor and other forces all had people.
The old master stood at the center of the human race.
Ling Dao and the old gambling ghost stood on both sides respectively.
Their faces were full of solemnity.
But it exudes a strong will.
They do not represent themselves, but the entire human race.
And they know even more that the human race is now the weaker side.
Even if they are weak, they will not surrender!
Over the years, the human race has been too weak.
Only they can compete with all races.
"Today, I'm afraid it's really uneasy!"
"The prelude to the war, when we deal with the demon clan, the demon clan is very troubled. If these clans are involved, the human clan will definitely be destroyed. The old master and others are helpless and can only negotiate with them, hoping that they will stop.
They stop... Maybe there is a glimmer of hope for us humans!"
At this time, many human geniuses spoke.
If all races really join forces, then the human race will have no hope at all.
"Do you really think there is still hope for the human race?"
At this moment, figures appeared above the sky.
These cultivators came in a dense crowd and took out the imperial objects and treasures in their hands.
Their magnificent aura was all powerful people from the Jinchan Buddha clan, Thousand Hand clan and other tribes.
They are here, with arrogance.
It's not like being here for negotiation, but rather being here for ridicule.
"You have already arrived here, so let's sit down first!" On Qianxuan Mountain, the old master of the shop said, "He is too old and his life span is not long."
In this battle, he spent a lot of energy.
To activate the imperial weapon, it is a life-consuming task for a strong man like him.
only……
For the sake of the human race, he had to stand up.
Tianzong had already sealed the mountain, and Tianyu did not dare to stand out, and no one in the human race believed him anymore.
Now, all this can only be relied on the old shop owner, Ling Dao, old gambling ghost and others.
"Old guy, you asked us to come today. Don't you just want us to stop? Do you think that even if we stop, your human race will be saved? Xuanhai is the emperor!" At this time, a powerful man from the Thousand Hands Clan was a powerful man.
, open his mouth.
"You human race is dead. We will only help you relieve some of the pain." The practitioner of the Star Zerg said.
"What exactly are you going to stop before you can stop?" At this time, the old housekeeper spoke.
"Give up your human territory, give our tribe an imperial weapon, and tell us the method of urging, we will stop!" The strong man from the Thousand Hands said.
After these words, the powerful people of the human race became furious.
Leave the imperial weapon to them?
How is this possible?
The territory and the imperial weapon are handed over, so what is the difference between human race and death?
"I hope you are sincere!" said the old housekeeper.
"Old guy, today you are here to ask us, and you said we are not sincere?" The strong men of these tribes roared.
"Please? Our human race... why do you need to ask you small tribes? If you really want to continue fighting with our human race, why do you have to quit here? We old guys have lived for too long and should be buried.
But if you don’t want to give up, before we get buried, we will activate the imperial weapon, not to say that you will destroy all your clan, at least you can do it!” The old master shouted immediately, and this voice suddenly
Let this place be silent.
The practitioners of these tribes sneered coldly.
They knew that the old shopkeeper and others could really do such things.
The old master is the quasi-emperor!
With such strength, it is really terrifying to have several imperial weapons.
If not, they would not have agreed to come here to negotiate.
"My Golden Cicada Buddhist Clan first says that as long as all the people in the Heavenly Palace are dead, our Golden Cicada Buddhist Clan will withdraw from this battle and no longer kill the human race." A strong man from the Golden Cicada Buddhist Clan,
He immediately spoke.
What?
These words made everyone look at Mu Zhan and others.
"Your deaths will be replaced by the names of countless tens of thousands of human cultivators. Why... Mu Zhan... Do you refuse to die? You claim to save the human race on weekdays. Now I give you a chance, you have to thank you.
I am right, hahaha!" The powerful man from the Jinchan Buddha clan burst into laughter.