From A Stronghold NPC To The Final BOSS

Chapter 1086: Start a war

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Inner heaven and earth.

The human territory is located.

Feng Duan sat above, overlooking the many true immortals.

"In recent days, the Dragon Clan has made some changes, and the Spirit Clan is eyeing us. You need to step up your precautions and never let the two tribes enter our human territory."

"I'll understand later!"

"Is there any action from the Tiger Clan now?"

Feng asked again.

Hear the words.

A human true immortal raised his hand and replied: "To inform my emperor, the Tiger Clan has a lot of disputes with the Spirit Clan right now, so there is no unnecessary action for the time being."

"The Tiger Clan is not weak. If they can contain the Spirit Clan, it will relieve some of our pressure."

Feng nodded slightly.

Today, among all the races in the world, the Spirit Race is still the strongest.

no way.

That Spirit Emperor was the first living being in heaven and earth, with a profound background that no other emperor could compare to.

Even if he has been promoted to the ninth level, he is not sure that he will be able to deal with the Spirit Emperor.

even though.

There is also a God-killing Sword in the human race that has broken through to the Nine Tribulations Ancestral Soldiers.

But the problem is.

The God-killing Sword is simply beyond his control.

Feng knew that it was Qin Shujian's magic weapon, and the other party would not take action easily. He would only help when the human race faced a critical moment of life and death.

So far.

He has never seen the real move of the God-killing Sword.

"You guys go ahead. Between the Spirit Clan and the Sea Territory, we, the human race, must choose one clan to attack. The Spirit Tribe is now restrained by the Tiger Clan. We can deal with the Sea Territory wholeheartedly. All the true immortals are ready for war and are waiting for me at any time. The command!"

"yes!"

Many true immortals retreated one after another.

Feng came down from the throne and came to the stone knife that had stood in the Emperor's palace for hundreds of thousands of years: "Do you think it is possible for our human race to become the overlord of the world?"

"have!"

The sound of the God-killing Sword remains the same as before, showing no signs of aging due to the changes of the years.

This is the strength of the ancestral soldiers, not afraid of the erosion of time.

Subsequently.

Feng asked again: "Are you really not able to take action?"

He looked a little unwilling.

If the God-killing Sword can be used, the human race won't have to worry so much. A top-notch treasure, combined with the strength of the nine-level immortal, is fully qualified to sweep everything.

The wind believes it.

Even if other tribes have divine weapons, they cannot compare with the God-killing Sword in front of them.

The God-killing Sword said: "There is no way, I can't interfere with the normal operation of your world. If I really interfere completely, who is the overlord of all races will only be determined by that person's thoughts.

But as far as I know, the human race has hope of becoming the overlord of the world.

At present, among all the races in the world, the human race and the spirit race have the greatest hope, while other races are far behind. "

"I see."

Feng replied silently.

This was not the first time he persuaded the God-killing Sword, but he had never succeeded.

Compared with hundreds of thousands of years ago, all the races in the world now are completely different.

All the small and big clans took refuge in the top big clans. As for the races that did not take refuge, almost all of them were wiped out.

Now in heaven and earth.

Only five powerful races exist.

One is the Spirit Clan, one is the Human Clan, one is the Dragon Clan, one is the Tiger Clan, and one is the Phoenix Clan.

Five major races.

Gathering all the tribes of heaven and earth, they formed five extremely powerful forces, vying for the position of overlord of heaven and earth.

And among them.

The Spirit Clan is the strongest, followed by the Human Clan, followed by the Dragon Clan, Tiger Clan, and Phoenix Clan in terms of strength.

but.

Even if there are differences in the strength of various races, the differences are also very subtle.

Even the top Spirit Clan is not sure that they can destroy the Tiger Clan.

boom! !

Shocking killings broke out.

In the endless plains, the two forces are fighting each other.

Countless races participated in the war, and the true immortals of each race showed their magical powers.

suddenly.

There was a terrifying aura crushing the sky, and a man came through the air. He looked at the fighting races below with an indifferent look in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards.

He just printed a palm, and the torrent of rules bombarded down, causing the void to burst, and it was about to swallow everyone in.

Almost at the same time.

The void shook.

One person stepped out, and a palm was printed out as well, colliding with the torrent of rules, and eventually both of them were annihilated.

"Hei Ming!"

Lingxuan looked at the person blocking him, his eyes narrowed slightly. Although he was calm on the surface, he was secretly alert.

There are many strong people in the tiger clan.

But there are not many strong people who can truly reach the third level of true immortality.

As the top expert in the Spirit Clan, Ling Xuan has great self-confidence. Most of the experts in the Tiger Clan cannot compete with him, with only a few exceptions.

One of the.

It is Heiming.

The opponent is an eighth-level immortal like himself, and Lingxuan is not 100% sure that he can win the opponent.

But nevertheless.

Lingxuan had no intention of retreating.

The body suddenly moved, and the power of the rules swept away like a frenzy. The vast power was like destroying the world, making people feel palpitated.

below.

Hei Ming is also happy and not afraid.

A million-foot-long black tiger stood proudly in the sky. The sound of its roar wiped out everything. Its broad claws blasted out, and the terrifying force directly hit the void into turbulence.

boom!

boom! !

The conflict between two eighth-level immortals can be described as devastating.

Not long.

A wisp of the purest killing power of heaven and earth suddenly rose from the void, and then turned into a long sword and slashed down, catching Lingxuan off guard, and his body was almost cut to pieces.

Take this opportunity.

Hei Ming bit Lingxuan's arm, then tore it hard, and blood immediately flowed out.

Things are changing rapidly on the battlefield.

From the moment the strong man took action in the dark, to Lingxuan being injured and defeated, it all happened in an instant.

By the time the strong men from the Ling clan came to their senses, Ling Xuan was already looking miserable.

"Lord Lingxuan!"

On the one hand, the spirit tribe's expression changed drastically.

Lingxuan is a well-known strong man among the Ling clan. From the Ling Emperor down, there is almost no one who can compare with Lingxuan.

Now this powerful man among the Spirit Tribe was actually severely beaten. This was obviously a major blow to other races belonging to the Spirit Tribe.

"I never expected that the former emperor of the White Tiger Clan was also a despicable person who secretly attacked."

Lingxuan's face was gloomy, his words were full of sarcasm, and while he was speaking, his arms were quietly growing.

A broken limb is reborn.

It couldn't be easier for a true immortal.

Even if he was reborn with a drop of blood, he would treat it as nothing.

White Tiger Emperor!

Lingxuan's words once again caused the Ling clan's face to change drastically.

What's the meaning!

Did the White Tiger Emperor just make a sneak attack

While they were secretly guessing, the White Tiger Emperor had already emerged from the void with a faint smile on his face.

"The White Tiger Clan has long been a thing of the past. Now there is only the Tiger Clan, not the White Tiger and Black Tiger branches!"

(End of chapter)