Bai Xian raised his hand and roared, trying to stop this group of desperate tribesmen. His eyes flashed with fear and vigilance. If they really pissed off this murderous god, they would be in great danger.
"If you agree with what I say, you can leave this world. If you don't agree, you can stay here to fend for yourself. Ethnic groups without blood will be screened. If you have the talent for monasticism, you can practice hard. If you don't have it, I will not give up and find another one."
The road is open to you, but the prerequisite is that you have a will and perseverance."
Xiaoyu nodded to the Black Clan. No wonder the Bai Clan was so afraid of the sparsely populated Hei Clan and never dared to make any plans. Even many of the inherited artifacts in the clan were taken away one by one. As a result, the Hei Clan became so powerful that they eventually even cast the sky.
The altars are all occupied by the Black King, and the true meaning is fully revealed at this moment.
Xiaoyu's words fell, and all the ethnic groups stopped speaking. The eyes of the black slaves and white people who had lost their blood were shining with brilliance, full of expectations for the future. They no longer wanted to be food, they no longer wanted to be ants, and they wanted to get rid of this identity.
, they can only keep improving themselves, and the master in front of them gave them the opportunity.
Compared with the lowest level, many Bai ethnic groups are dissatisfied. Although it is difficult to survive in this cruel space, they do not need to be controlled and coerced. They are no less inferior than those with lower status and no blood, so at least they can survive.
With Xiaoyu's words, the cries, gratitude, and oaths made when the bloodline was released seemed to be forgotten. This is the case for intelligent creatures. Repaying kindness is only temporary, but holding grudges is eternal.
"You have also thought about it for a long time. Now, if you agree, please step forward and stay in this world if you want to fend for yourself." Xiaoyu was silent for a moment and spoke slowly.
All ethnic groups are taking steps forward. No one of the Ouji ethnic groups wants to stay here and wait for death. If they were united in the past, they could still survive with so many people. Now they are really looking for death. They are dissatisfied and dissatisfied. They are not idiots.
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"Since you are all willing, then don't regret it." Xiaoyu has already had a plan in his heart, which is to cultivate real Ouzhi blacksmiths, who are divided into two poles, can forge hard, and give their ancestors the glory to be truly reused and cultivated.
Those who are eliminated will develop in the direction of fighting. As for those who do not know whether to live or die and want to challenge the majestic people, they will definitely die without a complete body.
With an indifferent glance, the light of Dharma flashed, and he placed the Ouzhi clan next to Kuafu's camp in Mount Xumi, and told Liu Wang: "After you enter, go and meet the world of mortals. If anyone disobeys your rule and education,
Let the Kuafu clan take action to suppress and kill. Don't be soft and unbalanced. Take it. There are many forged things in this ring. You divide it according to your share.
As the match continues, each bloodline will be assigned rigorous tasks. They will start to cast simple magic weapons. After distinguishing the differences in strength and weakness, they will then subdivide them downwards. Those who are hard-working and talented will be sent to feed the monsters.
If you don't die, train again and develop into the fighting line. The brief meaning has been made clear. You have followed me for a long time and you will understand. Go!"
Liu Wang pinched the ring in his hand, a ferocious look flashed across his dog's face, and he promised to say goodbye: "Master, don't worry, this dog will let this group of ethnic groups know what it means to have no business, and will also handle this matter well!"
"You are not as steady as Long Da in doing things, but you are independent and dedicated to this matter!" Xiaoyu asked again and put the dog demon into Mount Xumi. His subordinates all have their own characteristics, making the best use of everything and making full use of their talents.
The will communicated with the world of mortals, and the affairs of the Ou Zhi clan were once again explained, and then entered the palace and brought out the three enchanting statues. Pei Yan and others followed behind him.
, resisting the restlessness and turning back, flying for two consecutive days, and finally reached the exit to the outside world.
Outside of time and space, you can still see the sparse magic light flashing into it to search for the treasure. Xiaoyu's eyes flashed and he murmured: "The treasure has been found. It seems that there is no need to exist in this space anymore. Why not call Chief Ou Zhi?"
It’s best to come out and hide it.”
"No!" Long Po panicked in his heart and lost his voice, causing all the immortals present to stare sideways for a while.
"Why, you don't agree?" Xiaoyu just wants to play with this self-righteous and scheming old woman.
"That's not what I mean, old woman. I just saw that there are many cultivators inside. If the entrance to this world is hidden, it will only make it difficult for the immortals among them to get out. Everyone has a sense of compassion. I hope you can show some mercy." Long.
Po tried to persuade him with sincerity, as if he was interceding for the strangers who had nothing to do with him.
He sneered in his heart, this immortal face is comparable to Pei Yan, no wonder he can form an alliance with this old ghost. A three-year-old child would not believe such lies, let alone him. If this old woman is really so compassionate, in
How could the upper world see more than a thousand sleeping and seriously injured immortals being slaughtered by him? He stared at Pei Yan with a half-smile, which made the old monster feel embarrassed. He probably knew something about the meaning of the figures in front of him.
"Really! You are really kind-hearted, but let it go, it will save you trouble." Xiaoyu sneered at Long Po, and with a wave of his hand, his subordinates left behind him.
Half an hour after all the characters flew away, Long Po looked ferocious and growled: "Little beast, wait until I find the best opportunity to let you know what life is worse than death."
A sly smile appeared at the corner of Fan Guzi's lips, and he calmly consoled him: "Forget it, that little monster is not only powerful, but also difficult to provoke his subordinates. You have also seen that puppet. It is so terrifying that it is hard to resist."
"Having said that, this little bastard is really angry. This time he came to the Ouji clan and got nothing. Instead, he became a follower. He has long known that this beast is greedy, but he doesn't want to be so stingy. The most shameless thing
It's Pei Yan again. Fortunately, the old woman still wants to get him to join the gang, so it's better for me to just grovel and become a slave." Long Po's expression twisted, turned back, and talked to Fan Guzi while flying,
The two immortals disappeared for two hours, and the magic power of time and space was exchanged in the distance. Starlight came closer and stared coldly at the entrance.
"Long Po is really seeking skin from a tiger, and he didn't even know he was betrayed by Fanguzi." Pei Yan glanced at the sky beside him, feeling helpless.
"Long Po is self-righteous. Fan Guzi wants to cast a net to catch fish, and you two best friends are not easy people." Xiaoyu's face was plain, Fan Guzi's ambition was already obvious, but he just wanted to lure them there.
To kill them all, the net cast by Fan Guzi was very big, and the fish caught were them and Luang Phor.
"I don't know what to say. Long Po is stupid and can be saved, but all the grains can't be kept." Pei Yan sighed. If Xiaoyu hadn't told him about it on the way back, he would still be kept in the dark. Zhu Hao Wan
She chuckled lightly, not wanting Xiao Yu to cause trouble and distract her. Zhu nodded, but her heart was extremely complicated. She thought that when she first met this man, he couldn't even catch three of his own arrows, and for a while, she was the target of all his subordinates.
The leader, who was far ahead, was extremely powerful, but after waking up, he was like this. He couldn't help him in any way, and he had to be distracted by Xiaoyu to protect him. How could he be so miserable? The loss of bamboo was quite uncomfortable. After hundreds of years, the object
This man is not resting on everything. He is silent for a moment and speaks through a message: "Don't be sad. All things in the world can change, but my heart remains unchanged. Just like your face, the charm of heaven is exquisite and the vicissitudes of life are eternal."
These words have been hidden in my heart for a long time and have not been spoken. Xiaoyu is really not good at expressing emotions and is a bit dull, but what he expresses is his true heart and not false. There is a throbbing in Zhu's heart, and he clings to his face in front of all living beings.
The man shocked everyone present, especially Cen Hanxiang. They didn't understand what was wrong with this sister. She was embarrassed and annoyed at one moment, and emotional and disregarded her face at the other.
Pei Yan shook his head and lamented that he was getting old. Indeed, looking at this scene, he recalled the many beauties who had given him their full support when he was ordinary. Most of these women had long since become bones and dust, and the few that remained had ascended to the fairy world.
I don’t know how I’m doing, whether I’m dying or withering.
Even with the poem in my heart, it is difficult to express it: "A young man is as mad as strong wine. When he looks back, his head has grown old. Before the eternity of perfection, there are piles of dead bones." The four lines of poetry cover the life of a monk, and he only enters the mountain gate to aspire to be better than the sky.
High, extremely high,
After suffering all kinds of hardships, my heart has gone through vicissitudes, my mind has grown old, and I once again ask myself, I am no longer myself, and no one can achieve anything in eternity. Time has taken away my soul, will, body, and piles of withered bones are still hard to give up.