The treasure troves of the Three Kingdoms have been plundered, and there is no need to worry about missing treasures if you are lucky.
Even some small treasure troves buried thousands of meters underground were found by Lucky Man wagging his tail.
It wasn't until this incident finally broke out after a week of fermentation that the news of the death of the kings of the three kingdoms detonated the entire Eldar clan in an instant.
This is not some little shrimp, but a god-level envoy who is considered to be at the top of the entire Eldar social class! And he has a noble status and is the master of a country.
If placed on the earth star, it would be that the heads of three small and medium-sized countries suffered misfortune at the same time.
And in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the king's status is more noble than the head of state. Because the head of state can change, but the king is hereditary.
"An alien race appears on the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Continent again?"
"It's unfortunate for the Spiritual Race. The human race that we expelled from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths ten thousand years ago is back." A faint sigh came from the valley.
"Master, do you want to go out?" A green-skinned boy said.
In the thatched house, the old man with a withered face coughed twice and said with great enthusiasm: "Of course I'm going out of the mountains! Accompany me to the back mountain."
The little green-skinned boy said in surprise: "Really?"
In the past, the master never allowed him to go to the back mountain. Whenever he found out that he dared to secretly go to the back mountain, he would be beaten severely. As time went by, the green-skinned boy did not dare to go.
"Well!" The old man took off the bamboo hat hanging on the wall and put it on his head, opened the door and left the yard.
The little boy followed the master, looking left and right from time to time.
It's strange to say that he only knows that the master is an expert, but he doesn't know how tall he is.
It’s just that the master’s reputation is very high in Kuayan City below the mountain. All the families in the city are extremely respectful to the master. Every ten years, the master will go down the mountain to accept a disciple in the city. This year, he was accepted as a disciple by the master. In my fifth year, I have never seen any other senior brothers and sisters.
"We're here." The hoarse voice brought the young apprentice's thoughts back.
In front of me is a blood-red hill.
"Actually, I had more than a thousand disciples before you." The master's voice sounded in his ears.
The little boy trembled. So many senior brothers and sisters were gone. Where did they go
"Actually, you are quite sensible, hard-working, don't talk much, and are smart. Originally, I wanted to keep you." The master said calmly. "But this time I have to wake up my old partner in advance, so..."
"Master, there is no need to say it. All the disciples know it." The little boy respectfully walked to the old man, knelt down, and kowtowed three times in a polite manner.
"The disciple's family is poor, and it is difficult to even support himself. The master found the disciple and gave the disciple's family a hundred taels of spiritual gold, so that my parents, brothers and sisters don't have to worry about food and clothing. This is already a great blessing. Well, even if this humble life of this disciple is chopped up on the chopping block, it will not be worth one or two spiritual golds. The master has treated the disciple as if he were his own son over the years, so how can the disciple hate the master for this?"
The old man glanced at the boy, nodded and said, "Then go to the hill and commit suicide."
What kind of person has he not seen after living for more than ten thousand years? The boy's words sounded very touching, but the old man just felt a wave of emotion in his heart and quickly calmed down.
"Yes." The boy stood up, then climbed up the hill, pulled out a broken sword from the hill and touched his neck.
Blood splashed out and dyed the hills green. The boy fell to the ground, blood foaming from the cut trachea.
"He is loyal." The old man sighed, "What a pity."
As the blood soaked down the hill, the hill rumbled and trembled violently.
The mountain peak split open, and a burly red-armored general strode out. The serrated sword dragged on the ground emitted a fierce red light, dyeing the entire sky red.
... ...
"Young Master, this is your letter." The skeleton with burning eyes presented a letter.
Dui opened the letter and scanned it from top to bottom. A flame rose from his palm and burned the letter.
After the skeleton walked away, Dui said silently: "Master, don't worry, Dui will definitely complete the mission."
In the evening, Dui finished his meditation and then entered the inner hall inside.
"Teacher, I need your help." Dui said respectfully.
The Lord of Death opened his eyes, "What?"
"I need to kill a god." Dumb said.
"Go ahead, Sasi will give you some help." The Lord of Death closed his eyes and did not ask Dumb who he wanted to kill from the beginning to the end.
Because it is the master of death. It just brings death to others.
"Senior Saxi." Ah-Dai came to a cemetery. In the center of the cemetery was a very luxurious tomb, as high as a mountain. It was carved with all kinds of luxurious decorations and hung on the four sharp corners. Colorful deer head.
The door of the tomb slowly opened, and a blue figure floated out.
This figure was wearing a blue cloak, with only a layer of skin covering his thin body. He was wearing a gold-trimmed cashmere shirt. He behaved elegantly and held a staff in his left hand.
"It's little Dumb, are you in any trouble?" Sasi said with a smile.
"Senior, I want to capture a middle god alive." Dumb said.
"Oh, that couldn't be easier." Sasi thought it was some big deal, like killing the Lord God or something. It turned out to be just such a small thing. "Sasi is at your service."
After experiencing the last tragic defeat, the Ocean Saint Lion made up his mind and decided to practice the law well. He would spend thirty years in the east of Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. He would wait until his law was perfected before taking revenge on the enemy.
Although it is called the Holy Lion of the Ocean, it does not live under the sea, but on a desert island in the ocean.
There are countless such desert islands in the vast ocean.
The Ocean Holy Lion randomly found an island to occupy as its new stronghold.
The ocean in this area gradually became violent due to the presence of the Ocean Holy Lion, and thick dark clouds gradually accumulated in the sky.
Under the dark clouds was a violent storm.
"I've been a little uneasy these past few days." Ocean Saint Lion murmured to himself, "But I don't have any enemies. The only one who can be considered an enemy is the kid I met last time. Could it be him?"
The Holy Lion of the Ocean is wary, and it is vaguely aware of the insidiousness and cunning of human beings. He was probably planning some conspiracy against her.
"Let's change places." The Ocean Saint Lion stood up and stretched, straightening his two front legs, bending his back into a bow, and opened his mouth to let out a comfortable yawn.
"Oh, look at this beautiful figure. What a beautiful little lion. It's a pity that it will turn into a cold corpse soon." The island suddenly became cold.
The frost eroded the entire island at some point. Even the sea surface outside the island was completely frozen, and the rain from the sky fell and turned into hail.
From the outside, the terrifying blue light enveloped the entire island, and everything inside became blurred.