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Chapter 3238 desperate run

As time went by, more and more legions of hundreds of tribes appeared in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Realms. In the end, the number of those legions even reached a point where it was shocking to see them.

If at first many monks might have been surprised and shocked by this, by the end, everyone was completely numb.

On this day, the world once again remembered the pain of being dominated by hundreds of tribes.

And because there are so many legions, the movement caused by them is getting louder and louder. Human monks who were originally hidden in the Sea of ​​All Realms and experienced in remote and desolate areas also noticed these changes.

After learning the purpose of the Hundred Clans, a human monk's face was filled with blazing anger, and he immediately reported the news to the human race without any hesitation.

However, everyone underestimated the energy of the hundreds of tribes to get serious. It can even be said that these legions are only the beginning.

At the same time, many powerful people gathered in their respective small worlds. If you look carefully, you can see monks exuding ethereal aura sitting on the altar.

These are clearly fortune tellers carefully cultivated by each ethnic group. They have understood the secrets of heaven since childhood. Over the endless years, their knowledge of heaven has become deeper and deeper, reaching a level that is difficult to fathom.

It can even be said that each of them is an absolute treasure in their respective ethnic groups.

Time flowed slowly, and not long after, the fortune teller who was originally sitting cross-legged on the altar of various tribes opened his eyes at the same time, holding either a tortoise shell or a compass, as well as many treasures such as Bagua, Tianji and so on.

, and began to act in unison.

Many obscure fluctuations emerged from each divine fortune teller, and then surged directly towards the nine heavens. With the help of the altar, each divine fortune teller was almost integrated with the entire world, constantly deducing the position of the human race.

At the same time, Bai Ze Tianzun, who was in the human race, suddenly turned aside, and then couldn't help but exclaimed:

"What on earth is going on? Why are so many people deducing the news about the human race at the same time today? Could it be that there is an accident?"

As he spoke, Bai Ze's reaction speed was also very fast. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived among the mountains. The surrounding mountains were towering. If he stood on the Nine Heavens, he could see many mountains crisscrossing each other, forming a perfect formation.

A purely natural gossip.

Relying on the power of Bagua, Bai Ze constantly competes with the fortune tellers among hundreds of tribes.

Although no ripples can be seen in the battles of monks such as Feng Shui and Fortune Telling, they are actually extremely dangerous. Everything that moves their hands and feet is the power of heaven and earth. Every collision can make people exhausted mentally and physically.

It has to be said that Bai Ze's strength is indeed extraordinary. After just a few confrontations, many fortune tellers among the hundreds of tribes could not help but bleed from their orifices, and their souls were severely damaged as a result, and they will never recover.

In this regard, many great emperors in the hundreds of tribes had no intention of giving up. They even said with a trace of determination in their eyes:

"They actually still have the strength to fight back. It seems that this human race is indeed developing well, but the more this happens, the more we can't let them go, come to me!"

As the words fell, the other fortune tellers reappeared, and this time they learned from the previous lessons and united and cooperated with each other. The power that exploded from the combined efforts of many monks who deduced the avenue was also extraordinary.

At first, Bai Ze Tianzun was able to handle it with ease, but as time went by, his situation became more and more dangerous, and the gap in the number of people between the two sides was really too big. After a long stalemate, Bai Ze Tianzun couldn't help but vomit.

In the blood mist, he collapsed heavily on the spot.

However, in this last moment, Bai Ze Tianzun still couldn't help but grit his teeth and insisted:

"This situation is quite wrong. Please inform Linglong Tianzun immediately that this place has been discovered. Please leave immediately!"

Among the hundreds of tribes, many fortune tellers also opened their eyes with surprise and shouted:

"We have noticed the location of the human race, act quickly."

For a time, many legions from hundreds of races scattered in the sea of ​​ten thousand realms, after receiving this news, all rushed towards the direction corresponding to the human race. The whole process was very fast, and there was no time for people to react at all.

But the human race moved even faster. After learning what Bai Ze Tianzun said, Linglong Tianzun immediately issued an order:

"Quick, quick, quick, if the situation changes now, we can stay here even if our lives are in danger. We must find a safe place."

As soon as the words fell, a huge prison-suppressing elephant immediately appeared, carrying the human world on its back, and fled madly towards the distance.

While running, the hundreds of tribes also had no intention of giving up. There were still countless divine fortune tellers who integrated themselves into the world, constantly exploring the position of the human race, and from time to time they directly spoke to guide the direction:

"Now the human race is running away towards the southwest."

"At this moment, he suddenly stopped and seemed to be trying to disguise himself. You must not be fooled."

"..."

News continues to spread one after another, and the distance between the Hundred Races and the Human Race is also getting closer.

By chance, the legions of the Yin and Yang tribe finally stopped in front of the human race.

After all, the first battle broke out directly.

Every monk in the Yin-Yang Clan controls the supreme Yin-Yang Avenue, and their strength is quite terrifying. When combined into a battle formation, they can even forcibly summon the original Yin-Yang Avenue.

It's just that after hundreds of years of development, the human race is no longer as poor as it once was. Many human monks immediately flew out of the Zhongqian World and also formed formations to collide with the Yin and Yang tribe.

The two terrifying forces were constantly clashing, and billions of inscriptions exploded every moment. Cracks even appeared in the surrounding space, which looked quite ferocious and terrifying.

After a brief battle, the Yin-Yang clan's battle formation finally collapsed completely.

But before the human race could breathe a sigh of relief, the surrounding space became distorted again, and waves of terrifying momentum surged. You could vaguely see countless figures emerging in the space in front of you. If you look carefully, you can also see

I saw the figures of the Tao clan and the God clan.

Seeing this situation, Linglong Tianzun's expression changed in shock:

"No, it seems that this time the hundreds of tribes have been planning for a long time. It is definitely impossible to end it easily and quickly change direction."

As he spoke, the prison-suppressing elephant that carried thousands of worlds in the human race turned its huge body and immediately galloped towards the other side.


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