In the door of the Necropolis, one foot stepped out.
Soon, a middle-aged man in a Chinese robe appeared in front of everyone.
The middle-aged man has long hair and a shawl. His facial features are exquisite. There is a small black spot between his eyebrows. The black spot rotates all the time, like a whirlpool. From the appearance point of view, the middle-aged man is not particularly outstanding.
The middle-aged man closed his eyes slightly and said nothing.
The middle-aged man in front of him is Lord Xiaolou of the undead. Among the undead, the status is second only to the undead patriarch!
In front of him, the undead powerhouses were still kneeling on one knee with their heads slightly lowered.
After a long time, the middle-aged man opened his eyes.
In his eyes, one is black and the other is green, which is somewhat different from other undead clansmen. Other undead clansmen have two dark pupils, but he has one eye pupil that is blue.
At this time, Lord Xiaolou said softly, "Get up!"
Hearing that, the undead people in front of him stood up one after another. These people looked very respectful. This respect was from the bottom of the heart, and there was no falsehood in the slightest.
"What happened to Daqian Universe?" Xiaolou asked suddenly.
That Master Yuan immediately clasped his fists at Xiaolou, and then said: "In the Great Thousand Universe, only the Protoss and the Void Continent are left. Above the Void Continent, they are the remnants of the hundreds of clans in the Great Thousand Universe. As for this Protoss, this subordinate I took the initiative and made a deal with the patriarch. The other party helped us deal with Yang Ye in the Void Continent. My undead will not destroy the gods. After all, there are only 100,000 of them. For my undead, they are useless. Big!"
That Xiaolou shook his head slightly, "You are wrong!"
Hearing this, the Master Yuan's expression changed, and he quickly knelt down on one knee. At this moment, the Xiaolou waved his right hand, and a force lifted the Master Yuan who was about to kneel.
Xiaolou glanced at everyone in the arena, and then said: "There is no need to kneel at every turn in the future, and there is no need to do so when you see the patriarch. Among the undead, although there are respect and inferiority, there is no need to kneel to show respect. Humble, meaningless."
Everyone hesitated for a moment, and then said in unison: "Respect!"
At this time, Xiaolou walked slowly into the distance, "I said you were wrong, not that it was wrong for you to let go of the 100,000 people of the Protoss. What was wrong was your idea, my undead want to destroy the Void Continent. Yang Ye, why do we need to use the power of outsiders? No matter when, my undead people must understand that we undead can only rely on ourselves."
"My subordinates understand!" said Master Yuan.
Xiao Loudao: "The strong, never place any hope on others, you need to have such a state of mind."
Speaking of this, he stopped, and then said: "When the universe collapsed, my undead were able to get out of it alive, relying on the sacrifices of our ancestors, we can only rely on ourselves."
"I'll wait and remember!"
In the field, everyone respectfully said in unison.
Xiaolou nodded slightly, and then said: "The Yang Ye of the Void Continent is a genius, but unfortunately, he is not my clan."
The source master said solemnly: "Are you taking action against the Void Spirit Continent now?"
"Not urgent!"
Xiaolou said softly, "Take me to see the youth training camp."
"Lord Xiaolou, come with me!"
At this time, a middle-aged man stood up. This middle-aged man was the Celestial Master, one of the Three Sages of the Undead Clan. He is also the head of the Three Sages.
Under the leadership of the Master that day, Lord Xiaolou came to the outside of the city, and in a deep mountain outside the city, one after another roars continued to come out from the deep mountain.
In the deep mountains, is a plain, the plain is not very big, the radius is only tens of thousands of feet, and it is surrounded by mountains.
On this plain, there are nearly ten thousand people.
Most of these people are children, some are fifteen or sixteen years old, and some are in their teens.
very young.
Although young, these immature faces are full of perseverance and ruthlessness. They looked alert, two people in a team, back to back, constantly scanning around.
On the top of the mountain, the small building and the Tianshi next to him looked down quietly.
At this time, the right hand of the teacher stood up.
"Roar!"
An angry shout suddenly resounded on the plain, and in a flash, a black shadow suddenly rushed across the sky and rushed into the crowd.
Evil!
These black shadows are the evil beasts of the undead race.
These abominations charged directly towards the children below, and in the face of these abominations, those young children did not have the slightest fear in their eyes. These children, in groups of two, fought back to back against those abominations, and those abominations did not show any mercy. However, if you look closely, you will find that these abominations will give priority to those who are clearly in their eyes. Fearful people start.
Soon, on the plain, someone died. However, they are few.
On the top of the mountain, Lord Xiaolou suddenly said, "How long have they been training?"
The teacher said that day: "When they are six years old, they will be brought here, the most, seven years, the least, about a year."
"How about the mortality rate?" Xiaolou asked again.
Tianshi said solemnly: "High. At the beginning, there were about 30,000 people here. Now, there are only less than 10,000 left. When they fully grow into adults, according to my estimation, I am afraid that there will be less than 5,000."
Speaking of this, he hesitated, and then said: "Lord Xiaolou, do you need to reduce the mortality rate?"
Xiaolou shook his head, "It is better to die in the hands of one's own people than to die in the hands of others!"
Speaking of this, he looked down, "At the moment, their fate is in their own hands. In the future, their fate is likely to be in the hands of others. It's like the thousands of creatures in the universe, who did not work hard in the past, so that they are now alive and dead. Controlled by my undead. Do you want the life and death of the next generation of our undead to be controlled by others?"
That day, the teacher bowed his head slightly, "This subordinate understands!"
At this time, the lower part suddenly calmed down, and all those evil spirits had left.
On the plain, those young girls were exhausted, but none of them sat down. In their eyes, they were still full of vigilance.
Because here, you don't know when those evil things will appear!
alert!
They need to be on guard at all times!
At this time, the small building appeared below, and at this moment, everyone's eyes fell on the small building.
do not know!
And when the teacher fell on the side of the small building that day, the boys and girls knelt down all at once, but they were dragged up by a force in an instant.
The eyes of these young girls are full of confusion.
At this time, the small building took a step forward, "Remember, you don't need to kneel to anyone, let alone to the patriarch. People of my undead can't have the slightest servility. You can respect the strong, However, you cannot fear the strong, the strong are not for fear, but for defeat."
In front of Xiaolou, the boys and girls looked at each other, and then they looked at the Celestial Master, who said solemnly, "This is Lord Xiaolou!"
Small building adults!
Hearing the words of the teacher that day, the crowd in the field instantly boiled, and the eyes of these teenagers and girls all turned to the small building. In their eyes, it was frenzy and excitement!
Among the undead, Lord Xiaolou is a legend.
He and the patriarch of the undead are the pillars of the undead, and they have contributed greatly to the fact that the undead have come to this point. Of course, that's not the main reason. The real reason is the various deeds of this small building.
Like everyone in the undead race, Lord Xiaolou entered the Shura Hell at the age of six, and he left the Shura Hell at the age of seven, because at the age of seven he defeated all the evil, the evil there. Evil, no one dared to shoot at him. When he was ten years old, he defeated the three sages of the undead race by himself, and three years later, at the age of thirteen, he defeated the two elders of the undead race at that time.
After that, the only people in the undead who could defeat him were the old undead patriarch and another person.
At the age of seventeen, he became the youngest elder in the history of the undead.
And at that time, it was also the person most likely to become the patriarch of the undead clan, and the youngest patriarch in the history of the undead clan. However, for some unknown reason, he gave up his position as the head of the undead clan and was willing to become the second-in-command of the undead clan.
legend!
It can be said that this Lord Xiaolou is a legend among the undead. For countless years, the younger generation of the undead have regarded it as an object of worship.
At this time, the small building said again: "You are the future hope of my undead clan. The hardships and sins you suffered today will become the hope of my undead clan's future, and the hope of the undead clan's inheritance."
Speaking of this, he looked up at the gray sky, "I know that many of you must have resentment in your heart when you see people around you falling down one after another. Don't complain, don't hate. The world is cruel. Today, we It's not cruel to you, in the future, you will face even more cruel things. I would rather kill you with my own hands than die at the hands of others!"
"Ning Dead people!"
In the arena, nearly 10,000 boys and girls roared in unison, and the sound was like thunder, shaking the world.
Xiaolou nodded slightly, with a hint of relief in his eyes, he tilted his head slightly, "Although they need to be trained, these seedlings also need my care."
The teacher said solemnly: "My subordinates understand that all the martial arts books of my undead race, including the martial arts exercises obtained from other clans, can be practiced by them. The three of us dare not slack off about their teaching! "
"very good!"
Xiaolou nodded and was about to speak, but at this moment, he suddenly turned his head, not far from the sky, a middle-aged man in a cloud-white robe walked slowly.
On the waist of the middle-aged man, a long sword was thrown.
Seeing this person, Xiaolou's eyes narrowed slightly.
The undead powerhouses around them looked solemn, and the other party was able to walk here silently, which was enough to prove everything.
Beside Xiaolou, Master Tian's right hand was slowly clenched, however, Xiaolou shook his head, "You are not his opponent!"
The voice fell, and he was already in the air where the middle-aged man was a hundred feet away.
The two are far away from each other!
That Xiaolou glanced at the sword on the middle-aged man's waist, and said, "What's your name?"
The middle-aged man gently touched the hilt at his waist with his right hand, "Jianzong, Xiaoyaozi."