"I'm just proposing a method. For today's plan, there are only two methods that can hope to deal with those two feather tribes. Otherwise, twenty years later, our human race will also be overthrown by the alien race. At this time, cherish the feathers. In the future, I am afraid that the entire people and the entire nation will be roasted and eaten by the aliens,"
Chen Shuo was silent and didn't know how to describe it. He didn't know whether Le Zhengyang's decision was cruel to the human race or a wise and foolish man who had seen through the situation. Maybe, in Le Zhengyang's eyes, he was pretending to be the entire human race, a famous person. For the sake of the overall situation, he would not hesitate to give up one of them, or some of them, for the sake of the future of a nation.
Emperor Ming was also silent, and Wu Yun was watching from the side, wondering what he was thinking. After a long time, Emperor Ming spoke, his voice a little dry and depressed, but very determined, "I have a descendant, Ming Yi is currently training on the battlefield of Sun Yao. He is now twenty-nine years old and has reached the peak of the strength of the ten domains in the middle of Sun Yao. I will recall him and let him go to the battlefield of the gods to do his part for the human race."
Chen Shuo was on the side. Hearing Emperor Ming's words, he had a feeling of excitement and inability to control himself. They were both from the human race. Even if they had such high-level officials and such world masters, they held up a world for the human race. Everything about them was True selflessness, true tolerance.
Although he did not mean to kill his relatives, Emperor Ming's words almost pushed the talented warrior named Mingyi onto a thorny road that was almost lifeless.
"It's time for my great-grandson Wu Kong to break through to Sun Yao. Originally, I wanted him to gain experience and accumulate experience before breaking through. But now that there is such a good opportunity, let him see the world."
Wu Yun laughed, as if the place his great-grandson was going to was not a battlefield of gods with no life and death, but some kind of splendid place where treasures were everywhere.
Chen Shuo could no longer control himself, so he took a step forward and said loudly, "Chen Shuo, I am willing to abandon my cultivation and fight on the battlefield of the gods again."
Le Zhengyang raised his head and took a deep look at Chen Shuo, "That's very good. Since you voluntarily entered the battlefield of the gods, then go back and prepare. As long as it exists in the World Lord Pavilion, no matter what it is, the genius will Treasures, panaceas, magical weapons, whatever you choose, we will summon you in three days, and we will knock down your cultivation with our own hands and send you to the moonlight battlefield,"
"yes,"
Chen Shuo nodded and left the meeting hall.
"Emperor Ming is right, we should reserve some Huozhong for our human race, so let's follow the second method and select them from the Sun Yao battlefield. If these people can come back, they will definitely be the pillars of our human race in the future," Chen Shuo left Later, Lezheng said calmly.
"Leave this matter to me," Wu Yun nodded, "However, Lezheng, your Meng Heng from the Mingguang Realm has now made a breakthrough. It is really gratifying for our human race to add another Realm Master."
"Meng Heng is my genius that has never been born in thousands of years. The breakthrough at this time is accumulated enough, and it is natural and logical. In addition, the path Meng Heng takes is the rising sun, the path of burning all things, and the path of the Lord of Light. The inheritance is very different, so this inheritance has been returned to my hands, and I can create a world master for my human race,"
"The inheritance concept of the Lord of Light is to be upright and upright, and to save the world. It may not be easy to find a compassionate warrior with a hanging pot to help the world," Emperor Ming sighed.
The inheritance of the Lord of Light is indeed different from ordinary ones. Warriors, whether they are powerful world masters or star warriors who have just entered the martial arts, all understand the principles of concentration and precision. Even star warriors know that practicing martial arts,
In Kung Fu, you only practice the attributes that match your own, and follow the path of "specialization" and "refinement". The strong master of the realm integrates all the understanding, spirit, and perception of martial arts into one, eliminating the false and retaining the true, and turns it into
An extremely refined artistic conception.
For example, the Eight Realm Lords of the human race, the Lord of Destiny, the Lord of Starlight, the Lord of Sky, the Lord of Darkness, etc., as well as the newly promoted Meng Heng, can be called the Lord of Bright Light.
Mingguang, brightness, is a subtle difference, but it is completely different. Mingguang is the meaning of the sun bursting and burning all things, while brightness is a kind of selflessness and dedication, which is the artistic conception of the sun shining on all things and nurturing the world.
Regardless of any martial artist who strives to win, is brave and fierce, and practices martial arts, spirit, and artistic conception, he will always choose those with powerful power and strong attack power. Who will practice martial arts that are selfless for others? Who will have this kind of martial arts?
artistic conception.
It seems that no one can handle the inheritance of the Lord of Light.
"No, some time ago there was a small-scale battle on the Sun Yao Battlefield on the Plain of No Return. A warrior who was proficient in this way of light appeared and healed countless warriors with his wave of hands. It is very suitable for the inheritance of this way of light, and we in the Mingguang Realm do have
The Hua family, a reclusive family, has been practicing the healing "Great Holy Light Jue" for generations and is kind to others. Hua Yan, the daughter of Hua Heng, the head of the Hua family, is very talented. Now she is also a warrior in the early days of Riyao and has entered Riyao.
On the battlefield, any one of these two people can inherit the inheritance of the Lord of Light,"
"I have heard a little bit about the wonders of the Hua family's exercises, but I don't know who the warrior is who is proficient in the way of light."
"You are very familiar with this person, because he is Chen Shuo,"
"Chen Shuo, this kid, I read some information about him on the Sun Yao battlefield. Combined with what Meng Heng said, this kid has the inheritance of the Mother of the Earth and the Lord of Time and Space. Not only is he deeply immersed in the earth, but he is also proficient in it.
The way of flames, he secretly learned the martial arts of the giant sect of the Izumo Realm, and he actually practiced it to the level of Dacheng. Originally, I was worried that he would be distracted by the miscellaneous knowledge he had learned, but now it seems that he is still able to do it.
Proficient in the way of light, this boy is really..." Emperor Ming shook his head, not knowing whether it was a sigh or regret.
"In this case, then give the inheritance of the Lord of Light to Na Huayan. The inheritance of the Lord of Grass and Trees has been given to Na Huayan. He is currently practicing on the battlefield. It won't be long before he can stand out. But this matter is not urgent.
The key is that we still need to plan carefully for the battlefield of the gods. No matter whether Chen Shuo and his party succeed or fail, we must make complete plans."
"Da Shan, summon other world lords and start an emergency meeting,"
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Chen Shuo naturally didn't know, because the news he brought made the entire high-level people of the human race fall into tension, and an order or instruction from these people would set off a gust of wind throughout the continent.
The situation, under the intervention of Chen Shuo's visitor from ten thousand years later, is slowly undergoing unknown changes.
After Chen Shuo left the battlefield of the gods, he lived in the Huangxiang Realm, trying his best to recover from his injuries and sum up his experience. Three days later, a Yuehui Warrior came and took Chen Shuo through the teleportation array to the Nine Realms of the Human Race. The first is the main city of the Guangming Realm, Guangming City, where Le Zhengyang, the first human being, is seated.
However, this time, Chen Shuo did not come to travel, so he did not even have time to appreciate the scenery of Guangming City. After leaving Guangming City, he was taken to a side hall. There were four or five warriors in the side hall. There are Yuehui warriors and Sunlight warriors, sitting or standing with different expressions, but the only thing they have in common is that these warriors are all very young, none of them is over thirty years old.
Chen Shuo knew in his heart that these warriors were probably all talented elites selected to enter the battlefield of the gods. No wonder each of them was so powerful.
Chen Shuo also found a corner and sat down quietly. After waiting for a while, three or four more warriors entered the hall. Everyone was silent or talking, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing.
After a while, a total of ten warriors including Chen Shuo were sitting in the hall. At this time, someone came in and led Chen Shuo and his party to a hall.
As soon as they entered the main hall, they found a lot of people standing inside. Right in front of them, above the hall, stood eight people with different auras and wearing robes with various patterns. They were the eight world masters of the human race.
This is the first time that Chen Shuo has seen the eight world masters of the human race at the same time. Although he has seen a few of them in the meeting hall before, they are all phantoms after all, and they are far from the real ones now. The coming shock.
The eight Realm Lords were all devoid of momentum. They seemed to be deliberately restrained. They looked like eight ordinary people without any martial arts skills. However, these eight people stood there with an inexplicable power that made everyone feel excited. cold.
Chen Shuo saw a young man on the right side of the group of eight, a handsome young man wearing a light blue robe, with blue eyes. His eyes flickered, and he knew in his heart that this young man who looked like a young man from an aristocratic family, I am afraid that he is the Lord of Bolan among the eight world masters. He single-handedly created the Hai Clan that would bring disaster to Tianxuan ten thousand years later. He is also the previous generation city lord of Bolan City in the West Sea Realm, Zhang Yifeng.
Le Zhengyang stood in the middle of the eight people. He glanced at several people from beginning to end, and then said calmly, "Today, you are gathered together, and you must understand the next tasks and paths."
"Our human race, on the surface, seems to be fighting against the alien races, but in fact it is already in danger..."
When Le Zhengyang, the leader of the eight world masters, said this, the expressions of the ten warriors below changed a little, and they were obviously a little shocked.
"The ambition of the alien race has been to plot against the nine realms of the human race for thousands of years. The battlefield of the gods a year ago was a wedge that gave the alien race a chance."
"I won't explain the origin of the Battlefield of the Gods. What I need to tell you is that in the Battlefield of the Gods, all the world lord inheritances were taken out by one of you. The Battlefield of the Gods has already affected us humans. It’s a piece of worthless ribs,”
As soon as Le Zhengyang finished speaking, many well-informed people looked at Chen Shuo with surprised eyes. After all, among the few people, Chen Shuo was the only one who had ever entered the battlefield of the gods.
