Calamity of Tomorrow

"The Emperor's Sword was a luck artifact made by the pure-blooded human race, and it can only be used by the pure-blooded human race. This is why for so many years, the heavenly court has not been able to use him to defeat the demon."

"Because the bloodline of the pure blood human race has been completely cut off."

"But now that this week has been approved by the Emperor Sword, it shows his identity as a pure blood race."

"This is a secret in a secret. Not to mention that the four major gates know nothing, even in this central city, only a few mixed races know. None of them risked immensely and sacrificed countless Life, only to get this information. "

"Otherwise until now, we would all be in the dark."

Zhao Yue frowned: "Even so, even if our blood is different, we can also join forces to fight against the demon, or even fight against heaven?"

The old man said coldly: "That's just our wishful thinking. The immortals in the sky have never regarded us as mixed races. Because of mixed races, they cannot become immortals."

"The reason to protect us and support us is only because the pure-blood human race has died, and they put hope on us, hoping to purify the blood of the demon in our body and change us back to the pure-blood human race. "

"But the tenaciousness of the blood of the demon exceeded their expectations, and it coincided with the distortion of the heavens, and the attempts of more than 100 years failed."

The old man said with a sad face: "Now the reappearance of the pure-blooded human race means that our mixed races have no need to cultivate the immortals, and they have even become the demons in their mouths."

"When they begin to reproduce human beings with the pure blood of white blood, then our mixed blood will be cleared by them.

It will even be directly inspired by the blood of the demon, and be raised as a demon in the circle, and become the slaves, the providers of the cultivation materials, and the food on their table like the dragon beasts in the Imperial Court of Heaven. "

Zhao Yue shook her heart after hearing it, and shook her head in disbelief: "Impossible, as materials, as food ..."

"Then how do you think that so many monster materials provided by Tianting come from here every year! So many monks in the ninth realm failed to ascend, and where did their bodies go?"

"The real demon has been extinct for hundreds of years. But for hundreds of years, when did the heavenly court lack demon materials?"

The old man said, vaguely appearing on the face a large veil of animal hair, as if there was a hanging white-fronted tiger in his body, opened his mouth and said, "Shemale is not contradictory, but as long as there is a drop of demon blood, It will always be a demon. In the eyes of these fairies, even dogs are not as good! "

Zhao Yue watched in shock the old eyebrow elder's changes, totally did not expect that the blood of the demon of the other side was even excited.

Old man with long eyebrows: "Zhao Yue ... Nowadays, the lives of billions of mixed races in the world, and the future of the human race are all in this big Luotian argument."

"This is our only chance to kill Zhou."

"As long as there is no human pure blood, we can still maintain a fragile balance with heaven."

Zhao Yue's body continued to tremble, her eyes were full of confusion, and Yuan Shen kept shaking. It seemed that it was difficult to accept the reality in front of her.

Originally, even if she was not convinced, she was just not convinced, and she was going to compete with the other party for a bright and upright battle.

After all, the other party was recognized by Ren Huangjian. In Zhao Yue's view, even if he loses to the other party and lets the other party lead the rise of humanity, it is not impossible.

But now she suddenly knew such a cruel truth, and suddenly found that the safety and future of the entire ethnic group were under the pressure of this Luotian theory, and she felt a tremendous pressure at once.

Zhao Yue said in pain: "Will the immortals really do this?"

Just then, a figure slowly appeared behind Zhao Yue.

Zhao Yue turned his head sharply, watching the sudden figure lose his voice: "Xiang Haochu? How did you get in?"

The old man said: "Xiang Hao is here to help you."

Zhao Yue was startled, and suddenly came over: "Did you deliberately lose to me during the day?"

Xiang Haochu said lightly: "We are the same tribe, and killing each other is meaningless."

"Now in the top ten competitions, Zhou Bai is our greatest enemy. Whoever takes the first and who takes the Emperor's Sword does not matter. The key is to kill Zhou Bai, the pure blood."

"I could have tried to do some more preparations before I faced him, and do it by myself. But unfortunately, after the showdown between me and him ended, the Emperor Sword happened."

"Zhao Yue, I can tell you clearly that the immortals have begun to suppress our mixed-blood plans, and all policies and materials will be tightened quickly."

"Maybe nothing at first, but for a maximum of ten or twenty years, as they reproduce more and more pure-blooded human races, we will all become slaves if they are not destroyed. The suppression of the human race is a hundred times more brutal. "

Obviously Xiang Haochu at this moment does not seem to know what makes Wei Cangsheng special.

Another old man said coldly: "Because we are humans now. It is we who have inherited human civilization, history and culture from the past. And Zhou Bai is now the public enemy of mankind."

The old man with white eyebrows opened his mouth wide, exposing his fangs: "The immortal wanted to kill the donkey because of a little blood problem."

Another old lady sitting in front said, "Once the immortals use pure blood to breed pure blood humans, and depreciate us as slaves, then the human civilization will be truly cut off and become the puppets in the hands of the immortals. . "

There was a bitter smile on the corner of Zhao Yue's mouth, and she never thought that the person who was truly recognized by Emperor Huang Jian would now become the public enemy of all humanity.

She lowered her head. "I see. But I'm not quite sure I can kill him."

The old man with white eyebrow said, "Let's help you. Your Eight Desolate Supremes can capture the spirit and soul, then let's take our spirit and soul now."

"What?" Zhao Yue was startled. "But then, what do you do?"

The old man with white eyebrows laughed and laughed: "We have long enough to live, as long as Zhou Bai can die, the blood of the pure blood race is cut off, and the old ghosts who killed us are nothing."

Another old lady said, "Zhao Yue, you shoulder the hope of saving the human race and inherit the hope of civilization. Don't be a little girl."

"Remember, once Yuanshen knows it, it will inevitably begin to distort, and the Eight Supreme Masters can only suppress us at most and cannot stop us from deforming."

"You must run out of our Primordies tomorrow, don't keep them."

"Our primal god, you take it."

The next moment, Zhao Yue felt that the breath of several old men suddenly stopped and dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, the ghosts of giant tigers with their teeth clawing out of them rushed out of them, throwing themselves into Zhao Yue's Bahuang Supreme clothes.

At the same time, looming outside of the ancestral hall.

"Yueer, take our Yuan Shen too."

"Father?" Zhao Yue clenched her fists fiercely, and she dropped her head to the ground, tears slowly remaining from her eyes.

Feeling the increasing power coming from the Eight Wilds' Supreme Clothes, her eyes became firmer.

"I see. Don't worry, no matter what it takes, I will kill Zhou."

Xiang Haochu watched this scene silently, sighed, handed the thunder knife to the other party, then patted Zhao Yue's shoulder, and quietly exited the Zhao's ancestral hall.

But just as he walked out a few steps, Zhao Yue suddenly said coldly, "Is the Four Gods asking you to come?"

Zhao Yue's head was still on the ground, but the tone at the moment was extremely cold, like the meaning of death and silence: "Is the gods using our Zhao's blood to fight the immortals? Their purpose is again what."

"I don't know ... God has never trusted us." Xiang Haochu sighed: "We are ... but the pawns in the hands of the fairy gods. Pure blood and mixed blood are fighting for the living space given by heaven in this Colosseum . "

"Maybe we will have a chance to break this Colosseum, but at least for now ... we can only kill our opponents and give ourselves more development time."

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