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Hearing the arrogant words of the Son of Creation, the woman not only didn't get angry, but giggled coquettishly, "Hehehe, Your Highness the Son of God is really greedy, but to level the realm of the gods, with our current strength, we can't do it." It’s hard, just the four guardians of the holy emperor sitting down are all half-step true gods, and, in our sanctuary, Sheng Luotian, there are many hidden powerhouses whose strength has reached an immeasurable level, if you can move them Going out of the mountain, destroying the human race is not easy."
The Son of Creation shook his head and said, "The centipede is dead but not stiff. Although the human race is gone, it is still not so easy to deal with. Just a Shenmeng Tianzun is already very close to the realm of a true god, and even if he is a half-step true god, There are also strong and weak strengths. Shenmeng Tianzun is at the top level. I don’t know how strong this woman has reached. There are also two Tianzun from Putuo Mountain. The strength is also unfathomable. The Great Freedom Buddha became famous. Hundreds of millions of years, he is the oldest monk in Putuo Mountain. Although the war Buddha Emperor Sakyamuni is a rookie, his strength may be even more terrifying, but I know that this war Buddha is not well-known, but he is very good. The Supreme Martial Arts—"Three Thousand Great Worlds", divide one's primordial spirit into thousands, that is, one billion, and go to the three thousand great worlds to experience reincarnation, experience one billion lives, and tens of billions of reincarnations, and then all clones fly to the realm of God, Merging into one, he is very close to the true god, and his strength has also reached an unimaginable level."
"We can destroy the human race, but we have to pay a very high price. We can't afford this price due to various reasons. Okay, let's go down!"
The Holy Son of Creation finished speaking. The figure flew straight down. This time, more than a hundred celestial beings just increased his power for him, and the person negotiating was the Son of Creation himself.
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The dark hall was more than a hundred feet long and wide. In this hall, there was a stone table with an ancient sacred stone. The stone table was twenty feet square, and the people on both sides were clearly separated.
The Holy Son of Creation sits at one end of the stone table. Holding an iron fan. With a smile on his face, he looked confident.
Behind him, stood the vigorous woman in soft armor, and the rest. It is the many Tianzun powerhouses of the Saint Race.
The other side of the stone table. It is the human race Tianzun. Shenmeng sat in the first seat with the three of them.
Of the three, two of them were wearing cassocks. Holding a Zen staff, dressed as a monk, with twelve scars on his head, the last one is an old man in a red robe, sitting silently at the negotiating table, closing his eyes and meditating, with a detached feeling.
Needless to say, the first two people are naturally the two great celestial beings of Mount Putuo, while the last one is the great hermit celestial being of the human race—Tongtian Shenzhu.
The Lord Tongtian God has been famous for more than 80 million years. Back then, he established the Tongtian God Sect in the God Realm. It was a famous place for a time. Except for Mount Putuo, no other power can compare with it.
But later, it seems that because of some unknown event, Lord Tongtian went into seclusion from then on, and no one knows his trace anymore.
The Tongtian God Sect also exhausted its luck because of the departure of the Lord Tongtian. Although it still survived under the protection of the name of the Lord Tongtian, it gradually declined.
Now that the human race has suffered a catastrophe, the hermit Tongtian God Lord has also been born.
"Now, let's start!"
The Holy Son of Creation is condescending, with a commanding voice in his voice, as if he put himself on the same level as all the gods of the human race.
"Hey, there is no one in the Holy Race? Sending a brat like you to preside over the negotiations concerning the future of the two major races?"
A cold voice sounded, and the person who spoke was a Vulcan from the side of the human race. He couldn't understand the arrogant attitude of Tongtian Shengzi and sarcastically.
"Hahahaha!" The Son of Creation laughed loudly, "It's your turn to speak here? You're just a person in the middle and lower levels of the Tianzun realm. In the future, you will stop here, and you are worthy of questioning me? In hundreds of years, I will If you become the King of the Realm, you will surpass you in strength, and after a thousand years, I will become Tianzun, and killing you is like trampling on an ant!"
As soon as the Holy Son of Creation said this, the Human Race Heavenly Venerable frowned. This Holy Son of Fortune was too arrogant.
It takes an ordinary person a million years to cultivate to the realm of Tianzun, but this kind of people mostly rely on years of accumulation and accumulation of cultivation, and their strength is probably not too outstanding.
There is also a kind of person who is extremely talented and cultivates to Tianzun in one breath with an unstoppable momentum. For example, Sakyamuni, the war Buddha emperor, only took tens of thousands of years to become Tianzun. This kind of person has an unlimited future and some hope to become a true god.
But even Emperor Sakyamuni is far behind this holy son of good fortune. According to him, it only takes him more than a thousand years to cultivate to the realm of Tianzun!
And once he becomes a Celestial Venerable, killing a Celestial Venerable of the same rank is like chopping melons and vegetables.
"Thousands of years later, killing me is like stepping on ants? Hahaha! I, Huo Yuetian, have never heard such a ridiculous joke in my life!" Vulcan laughed loudly. He has a strong personality and cannot tolerate sand in his eyes.
The Holy Son of Creation sneered again and again, "Now you and I can make an oath that after five hundred years, we will fight to the death. If we dare not come, we will cut off the meridians of our whole body and abolish our cultivation. "
"It doesn't matter if you make an oath, when have I, Huo Yuetian, been afraid?" Vulcan stood up, confronting him tit for tat, but at this moment, Tianzun Shenmeng suddenly flicked his sleeves, and an invisible force suddenly pressed down on him, forcing him hard. He pressed back to his seat vigorously.
Vulcan stared, and looked at Shenmeng Tianzun, "Why did you stop me?"
"So far, we are here to negotiate, not to gamble."
Shenmeng's voice was very soft, but it contained a feeling that was hard to resist. This was the majesty and formidable strength that belonged to Shenmeng. With her aura, even the fierce Vulcan could not challenge Shenmeng.
Vulcan gritted his teeth and finally sat down.
"Shenmeng stopped me because in her eyes, after five hundred years, I'm really no match for the Holy Son of Creation?" Vulcan's heart trembled. He would not think that his vision was better than Shenmeng's. Come on, this Holy Son of Good Fortune is too terrifying. I am afraid that it will not take five thousand years for the Holy Son of Good Fortune to grow to a high enough height to lead the army of the Holy Race to flatten the realm of the gods. There is no need for the Holy Emperor of Good Fortune to take action!
Vulcan looked at the Son of Creation, only to see that the Son of Creation had a smile on his face, and his eyes fell on Shenmeng Tianzun, and he never looked at himself again.
"Tsk tsk, I've heard for a long time that Tianzun Shenmeng of the human race is the most mysterious woman in the human race, and also the most beautiful woman. I admire Tianzun Shenmeng very much. I finally met her today. She is indeed a peerless beauty. Come to think of it, the three thousand beauties in my harem are not worth mentioning. If in my life, I can marry a woman who is as amazing as God Meng Tianzun, then I will have no regrets in this life, haha!"
When the Son of Creation was speaking, he stared at Tianzun Shenmeng without hesitation, and his words were full of teasing towards Tianzun Shenmeng.
Shenmeng didn't seem to hear such disrespectful behavior, her face was still extremely calm, but at this moment, in the eyes of the Holy Son of Creation, the figure of Shenmeng Tianzun suddenly blurred, and a sharp cone-like mental attack hit her directly. Piercing the sea of spirits of the Holy Son of Creation!
The figure of the Holy Son of Creation trembled suddenly, and a light film lit up in front of him out of thin air, blocking the sword of divine consciousness with a bang, his body shook, and the stone bench on the ancient god stone exploded into stone powder.
"Ok!?"
On the Saint Clan's side, many Heavenly Venerates immediately stood up from their seats. Just now, Divine Dream Tianzun launched an illusion attack, which almost caused the Son of Creation to suffer a big loss. It was attacked by this sense of consciousness, but it also made the Holy Son of Creation sit on the stone bench and completely shattered it.
"It doesn't matter!" The Holy Son of Good Fortune stood up and let the saints sit down, as if the battle that happened just now had nothing to do with him.
He looked at Shenmeng, and said with a smile: "Shenmeng Tianzun is indeed amazingly powerful, if you don't let me sit, I will stand."
Shenmeng Tianzun had a cold expression on his face. She hadn't expected to kill the Son of Creation in this situation. She just wanted to make the Son of Creation suffer a disadvantage and kill the opponent's prestige. At the negotiating table, it is very important to take the initiative. But I didn't expect that the protective magic weapon on the Holy Son of Fortune was so powerful that it forcibly shattered her sword of divine consciousness without hurting the Holy Son of Fortune at all. A fear.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's get straight to the point!" At this moment, beside Shenmeng Tianzun, the Tongtian God Lord in red robes suddenly spoke. His voice was hoarse, but it was full of wear. The penetrating force made people's eardrums tingle.
The Holy Son of Creation turned his head to look at the Lord Tongtian, and slowly said: "Is this the Lord Tongtian? Yes, since it is a negotiation, I will not say more, and get straight to the point!"
The Holy Son of Creation called out the name of Lord Tongtian, which made the human gods present tremble. For tens of millions of years, Lord Tongtian has been in a state of seclusion. Even so, the saints also have information about Lord Tongtian. Although the Holy Son of Creation may not recognize the appearance of Lord Tongtian, he can probably guess based on the position of Lord Tongtian among the strong men of the human race, his aura, and the laws he practiced.
The Saint Race's understanding of the human Tianzun powerhouse is much deeper than the original Human Race imagined!
Know yourself, know your enemy, and win every battle. Not only are the saints stronger than humans, but they also have much more information than humans!
How can the Heavenly Venerates of the race not be worried
"Since it's going straight to the point, I'll make it clear that the catastrophe that occurs once every 3.6 billion years is a catastrophe. Although my saint race is powerful, I don't want to destroy countless lives every time the catastrophe reincarnates, so this Once, my saint race wanted to establish a new order, and use this new order to put an end to the catastrophe forever. My saint race, together with the human race, wanted to establish a co-prosperity body of the gods and heaven. The saint race and the human race lived in harmony. , personnel training, and develop God’s Domain together, what do you think?”
The Son of Creation looked at the Lord Tongtian and said with a smile.
(I have already flown to Zhanjiang, but have not been able to return)
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