V2.Chapter 653

There are a lot of dark clouds in the sky. If you look at them carefully, you will find that they are a group of people with strange shapes. There are people with golden horns and silver horns, angels with white wings, three eyes with three eyes, giants with two feet high, and so on. There are all 13 ethnic groups. No, there are more than 20 ethnic groups, except 13 ethnic groups.

These small races are dependent on the thirteen ethnic groups and want to take advantage of the opportunity.

The first row of more than a dozen people has a very strong breath. The breath of terror is overwhelming, which makes the people below feel a burst of unspeakable depression. It's like there is an invisible big stone pressing on the chest, which makes the people gasp.

These people must have done it on purpose. Their purpose is to give the Terran a bad impression. It has to be said that it is very effective. Many people are timid. It is not that they are cowardly, but that the strength gap between the two sides is too big to resist.

At this moment, a slight tremor suddenly came out of the ethereal hall, followed by a palpitating breath, which seemed to be able to crush the heavens. Wherever it passed, the breath of the sages of the thirteen nationalities retreated one after another.

"Emperor soldiers!"

All people realize that this is the breath of the great emperor. In the age of the emperor, only the emperor soldiers can play part of the emperor's power.

On the other hand, the people of the thirteen ethnic groups are very ugly, and there is fear in their eyes.

"Well! You think only you people have imperial soldiers. " With the Shura sage's cold hum, a simple bronze mirror suddenly flew out of his body. On the bronze mirror, there was a layer of hazy light. Then it collided with the breath from the ethereal hall. There was no sound or color, but everyone felt a tremor from the soul, and the people below the king immediately spewed out a big sound His mouth was full of blood and his face was full of horror.

"Do you want to fight now?" The master of the ethereal palace stepped forward, and then a precious blue dagger flew out of the ethereal hall. The dagger was crystal clear, just like crystal. It was the sword of the ethereal Fairy - ethereal sword!

The ethereal sword flies to the top of the head of the ethereal palace master, and the tip of the sword is aimed at the bronze mirror. They confront each other spiritually.

"It's said that you are holding a league here, so we'll join in the fun. If you want to fight a decisive battle, we'll have to accompany you to the end." The thirteen ethnic groups are full of disdain and have no fear.

"If you fight, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

"Yes, kill him!"

Some irascible people on the Terran side began to yell and scold one after another. In the past two years, the thirteen ethnic groups have been tyrannical. They have endured it again and again. They have long been filled with anger and have no place to vent their anger. Now there are less than 500 people on the other side, but the Terran side is as strong as a cloud. They can get rid of them at some price.

The Terran representatives headed by Chu Xiaotian and the Lord of the ethereal palace were also excited, but they just gave up the idea in a moment. Since the people of the thirteen nationalities dare to come here, they must have no fear. Maybe the reinforcements are behind them. At this time, the alliance has not yet begun. Although the Terrans occupy an absolute advantage in number, they are generally scattered. The thirteen nationalities have already formed an alliance, or even United They have done it more than once, and they cooperate with each other. At this time, the decisive battle is very bad for the Terran. Even if they can annihilate all these people, the Terran will pay a heavy price, and the gain is not worth the loss.

The leader of the ethereal Palace said coldly: "alliance is a matter within our human race, and it has nothing to do with you. It's not suitable to see guests today. Please come back!"

"That's not true. The world is one family. How can we divide each other? You see, so many races are one family. Our purpose today is to make an alliance with your people. After the alliance, all our nationalities will live in peace. Isn't it happy?"

Many people are moved by this remark. To be honest, no one is willing to fight with the thirteen nationalities. After all, the strength of the thirteen nationalities is too strong. Once the war starts, the chance of victory is slim.

Bai Yunfei scoffs at this. If the thirteen ethnic groups want to enter the supreme mainland, they need a large amount of blood essence sacrifice to open the channel. If they want to collect a large amount of blood essence, they can only choose to fight with the Terran. The so-called alliance is a joke, and its purpose is to destroy the Terran alliance.

"In that case, please come in."

Misty palace master and others naturally understand this, but there is no reason to refuse this high sounding excuse, only to see the move to remove the move, in order to remain unchanged.

The sage of the angel clan shook his head with a smile and said, "it's not necessary to go in. Since it's an alliance, we have to choose a leader. We all agree that the prince of Shura is the best candidate to be the leader of the alliance with both ability and political integrity, wisdom and courage."

At the end of the speech, a young man came out from one side of the thirteen ethnic groups. To everyone's surprise, the man's appearance was the same as that of the human race, and he was very handsome, with a charming smile on his face.

If he was not with the people of the thirteen nationalities, anyone would think that he was a human race. Even now, many people are wondering whether this man is a puppet of the thirteen nationalities.

"He's not human." Chu white complexion dignified say.

, as like as two peas, thought that he was nodding his head. What looked like was nothing. Once the demon clan was identical to the human race, its breath was very hard to change. The man had a very strong breath on his body. This kind of spirit was not the accumulation of many people but the breath from the bones."It's a joke. He is not qualified to be our leader." Too one holy Lord Tu Tianzhan said with disdain on his face.

"That's right." Other people nodded and agreed, not to mention that the thirteen ethnic groups chose a hairy boy, even the most powerful one could not agree. If the thirteen ethnic groups were to become the leader of the alliance, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The Shura sage sneered: "if the sons of the great emperor are not qualified, we really can't think of anyone who is qualified to be the leader of the alliance."

"What! Son of the great

Everyone was startled, whether it was the son of the great emperor or the meaning behind it.

As the name suggests, the son of the great emperor is the son of the great emperor. He has the strongest blood heritage and the best cultivation resources when he was born. With the great emperor's personal guidance and cultivation, his actual strength is enough to leave his peers far behind, even no worse than when he was young.

This is one of the reasons. Secondly, this man is not very old. If he is really the son of the great emperor, doesn't it mean that his father is still there? If that is the case, the Terran will be finished. There are mole ants under the emperor, and any resistance will be invalid.

"Boast but not draft, you say he is the son of the great emperor, he is? I also said that I was the younger brother of the great emperor

"That's right. I don't mean to scare you. I have the ability to call your emperor out. If I don't beat him, his face will be full of peach blossom!"

"That is, if I'm afraid, I can let him have one hand..."

No one believed that if the thirteen tribes really had emperors, they would have appeared long ago. How could they have made trouble in their alliance and killed them directly.

"Presumptuous! You humble human beings dare to be disrespectful to the great emperor. You really want to die! " The sage of the angel clan burst into a rage.

"It's not certain who will die!" One of the Lords of the Terran retorted coldly, and the two sides were at the tip of the needle against maimang, and the war was imminent.

"Everyone be quiet!" The master of the ethereal Palace said in a loud voice: "since we are in dispute, it's better for us to send a representative to fight with your so-called son of the great emperor. The winner will be the leader of the alliance. What do you think?"

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