Chapter 577

There are only twelve Tianjing strongmen left in the war clan?

In those days, the war clan was so strong that the strong in heaven were just ordinary disciples among the war clan. Even there were many disciples in Shenjing, but now there are only

"My war clan, did I lose in the end?"

Zhan Qu's eyes were slightly sad. When the other eleven strong men heard this, they looked a little depressed.

In the void.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely depressed.

After a long time, Zhan Qucai said again, "young Lord, how many disciples do we have?"

"11308 people!"

Han Yun said in a deep voice.

Now the war clan disciples of Niubi Pavilion, in addition to thousands of people from the Golden Dragon forbidden area and tens of thousands of people in the kingdom of God, add up to exactly more than 11000 people.

"Eleven thousand..."

Zhan Quna said to himself, and then said bitterly, "since I am a disciple of Zhan family, I have declined to such a degree!"

"The twelve ancestors rest assured that as long as there are few masters, our war clan will rise!"

Zhang Qu looked at the twelve and suddenly said.

"Oh!"

Zhan Qu looked at Zhang Qu with a little surprise in his eyes. Lian Zhan Qu was also moved by the confidence in Zhang Qu's eyes.

There are only more than 10000 people left in the war clan.

Who dares to say that it can make the war clan rise?

"The twelve ancestors probably didn't know that if it weren't for the little Lord, most of our war clan didn't even practice martial arts. They could only be slaughtered. The strongest war clan disciples in the Golden Dragon forbidden area are just the realm of the little emperor."

"But now, the blood of our war clan disciples has soared, the strength of our disciples has increased sharply, and dozens of small saints have appeared..."

"The strongest is Xiaodi?"

"There are dozens of little saints!"

Zhan Qu shook his head slightly and then said, "Xiao Sheng is just a general strong man on the Xuanling continent. The rise of our war family requires countless strong people in the heaven, but if you cultivate to the strong people in the heaven, you don't know how long it will take..."

Zhan Qu was a little depressed.

"I'm stupid. I Zhang Qu became a little emperor and a strong man after 370000 years of cultivation. But after following the little Lord, I became a great sage and a strong man in a week. I felt that I could step into it right away..."

"In 370000 years, he became a little emperor!"

Zhan Qu shook his head again and became a little emperor for more than 300000 years. This talent is really too bad. I'm afraid it's good to be a little saint and strong in the end, even

I don't even have a chance to enter the little saint.

But when Zhan Qu heard Zhang Qu's last words, he suddenly opened his mouth very wide, looked at Zhang Qu and asked, "you... How long do you say you have become a great saint from a small emperor?"

"A week!"

Zhang Qu whispered and seemed dissatisfied. Zhang Qu said again: "the disciple's qualification has disappointed the little Lord. Among our war clan, countless disciples have been promoted from ordinary people to little saints in one day. Compared with them, the disciples have..."

"One day from ordinary people to little saints..."

Zhan Qu's face was dull. Zhang Qu became a great saint in a week, which shocked him. The next day he was promoted from an ordinary man to a little saint.

This is

Miracles!

"Little... Little Lord, is this true?"

Zhan Qu swallowed his saliva and asked the Korean cloud.

How could it be possible to become a great saint from a small emperor in a week? Even those talents against heaven in ancient times could never improve their cultivation so quickly. In the impression of Zhan Qu.

The fastest upgrade speed among warlords.

It took more than 30000 years for the little emperor to ascend Du Da Sheng.

A week and more than 30000 years, this gap

"Why, is it difficult?"

Han Yun looked at Zhan Qu and asked in some amazement.

Is it difficult for the little emperor to come to the great saint?

If he Han Yun said it, he has been practicing for less than half a year. I don't know what Zhan Qu will look like. You know, he Han Yun has not even half a year from an ordinary man to a great saint!

"It's not difficult!"

Zhan Qu's mouth was slightly drawn, and then he seemed to think of something. Zhan Qu's eyes suddenly became very hot. He looked at Han Yun and said, "young Lord, I'll give you the task of the rise of our war clan!"

"Don't be so polite!"

Han Yun waved his hand slightly and then said, "I, Han Yun, as a disciple of the war clan, I, Han Yun, will not do anything about the war clan!"

"Thank you, young Lord!"

Zhan Qu's eyes were full of excitement.

"Little Lord, I don't know how you can improve their cultivation..."

At this time, the nearby Zhanyu finally couldn't help it. North Korea and South Korea Yun asked in a low voice.

"This..."

Han Yun gave a little meal and then said with a smile, "do you want to try?"

"Little Lord, can we also ascend?"

Zhan Yu's eyes were full of surprises.

"It's hard to say. After all, your qualifications are too poor..."

Han Yun looked at twelve people faintly and said calmly.

"Poor qualification..."

Twelve people stayed where they were. They could become strong in heaven. Needless to say, the blood power in their bodies had reached above the earth level.

But the power of blood is in Han Yun's eyes.

It's too bad!

What kind of qualification can you get into the eyes of the little Lord!

"How much blood power does the little Lord have?"

A strong fighter came out and asked in a deep voice.

"Me?"

Han Yun touched his head simply and honestly, and then said with a smile, "I don't know. It seems that it's some kind of blood!"

"Heavenly blood..."

The twelve people opened their eyes greatly, especially Zhan Qu, and said, "heavenly blood, how can this be possible? The probability of heavenly blood among the direct generation disciples of our Zhan family was only one in ten million. When our Zhan family was in its heyday, there were only nine ancestors with heavenly blood, how can you..."

"I'll see you, young Lord!"

At the next moment, Zhan Qu suddenly knelt on the ground. When other disciples saw this scene, they quickly knelt down.

Heavenly blood?

This made Zhan Qu's twelve people completely convinced. As the strong Tianjing of the Zhan family, they know what the Tian blood of the Zhan family means as long as Han Yun is alive.

Among the war clan, the strong in the divine realm will appear again.

"Get up!"

Han Yun was startled. Isn't he Tianxue? He's still a little dissatisfied. Tianxue sounds awesome, but for Han Yun, it's just careless!

"With a few masters, our war clan will rise!"

Zhan Qu said excitedly.

"Cough... I've known this for a long time. Get up first. Since you recognize me as the little Lord, you will be the Twelve Gods of my Niubi Pavilion in the future!"

Han Yun coughed softly and said in a deep voice.

"The Twelve Gods of Niubi pavilion?"

Zhan Qu was stunned in his eyes.

"Lao Zu, this Niubi Pavilion is the force established by the young Lord. In Niubi Pavilion, there is no race, strength or class. All the disciples of Niubi pavilion are brothers!"

Seeing Zhan Qu stunned, Zhang Qu hurriedly went up and explained.

"No strong or weak, no race, no class... All brothers!"

Zhan Qu heard this, suddenly became a little confused in his eyes. If the war family had brothers, would the final result be