So when the whole race was sealed, there were quite a number of races who gave up those people who were not very gifted and left them to oppress the Terrans when they were allowed to grow up in the age of the three martial gods.
Those young people, can stay, of course, are all the existence of talent.
At this time, if they are willing to use the younger generation of their own family to carry out blood sacrifice, what will be the answer? Everyone's heart is quite certain.
The strong man of the corpse demon clan again said to these people, "I guess the Terran on the opposite side either asks for 80 or 70 places. When the time comes, let the younger generations of these Terrans go in and give the blood sacrifice to baichongtian. As for the others..."
The faces of the ancient race's strong men are full of understanding smiles.
However, at this time, someone asked, "if we only have 20 or 30 places, how do we allocate these places? We can't always hold these 20 or 30 places in the future."
The strong man of the corpse demon clan frowned and said, "how to distribute it depends on your own abilities. As for the future. Hehe, as long as those younger generation are able to bring out the creation inside, my ancient race will eventually rise again. "
"Nordland, it is said that this hundred heavens connect with another world Is it true? "
The strong man of the corpse demon clan heard this problem, and his face began to be dignified. He didn't say anything more, but nodded, which meant that it was very obvious.
These Title warriors who knew the news were in a better mood. Looking at the Terrans opposite, they felt very funny. The younger generation in their Academy was about to die. They didn't know it.
Sure enough, when the vice president heard this, his face sank and he said, "no way. You can get 20 places for the ancient races at most. When the hundred days open, you can let the younger generation of your clan come to our academy by themselves. I can guarantee that there will be no bullying of your ancient races."
Lin yaoyang felt that the vice president was already quite interesting. He actually showed this attitude. If he followed Lin yaoyang's temper, he would probably see these young people and cut them off.
Lin yaoyang looked at the ancient race on the opposite side and thought that these guys must have plotted something.
Otherwise, their reaction was a little too strange. The strong man of the corpse demon clan looked at the vice president and said, "no, the maximum number of places is 50."
"Thirty. Otherwise, let's fight... "
The vice president said this with certainty, and people had to believe it.
But the vice president did not expect that the strong man of the corpse demon clan immediately nodded and said, "OK! Just 30. "
The strong man of the corpse demon clan just laughs at the expression of amazement on the faces of those Terrans opposite. Because these Terrans are not the reason of the ancient hundred nationalities and have no blood of ancient races, they can't remember the things in baichongtian.
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