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Chapter 922 : Paradise Star

In order to confirm his suspicion, he asked in a trembling voice: "You are from the Celestial Race. Is this your 'combat form' when facing powerful enemies?"

The old man nodded and hummed: "You still have some knowledge and know about our Celestial Race. Why, are you afraid? It's a pity that it's too late for you to regret it now. If you consider suicide, maybe I will let you suffer less."

" Said that this old man from the Celestial Race was very confident.

"Sure enough, he is from the Celestial Race. I asked him how could that little kid's self-destruction be so powerful? It turned out to be the result of the Celestial Blood. It's a pity that his Celestial Blood didn't seem to be awakened. Otherwise, I'm afraid we would have to

It’s not that easy to subdue him.”

Hearing the Blood King talk about the blood of gods and humans, the old man felt a pain in his heart. This was a problem that had troubled him for a long time. For some reason, ever since his blood of gods and humans awakened by chance, the old man's heart had ache for more than a hundred years.

, no clansman can revive the blood of heaven and humans anymore! We will always be such sleepers.[

And their reproductive capacity is extremely low. Thousands of years ago, the Celestial Race, which once had great glory and made outstanding contributions to maintaining the peace of the universe, has long since lost its glory. Their talents are withering, there is no replacement, and even the ordinary tribesmen are becoming less and less.

, there are now less than a thousand people left, and they are facing the danger of extinction. Not to mention that the heroes were brave in the past, but the current situation is very different from before.

It turned out that the Blood King used the 'Black Hole Teleportation' and actually came to the mysterious Celestial Race settlement - Tiantang Star. The old man was Tianlong, the current emperor of the Celestial Race.

When Li Fei heard that the old man was actually a descendant of the Celestial Clan, he felt very resentful. This was something he was born with. The hatred between the Dark Clan and the Celestial Clan was doomed from the beginning. One was from the Celestial Clan in 'Heaven', and the other was from the Celestial Clan.

In the Dark Tribe of Hell, the struggle between light and darkness, heaven and hell, is the eternal theme. No, they are enemies, so they will never end up together.

With hatred in his heart, Li Fei's aura naturally changed a little. Although he quickly calmed down, how could this subtle change be hidden from Huang Tianlong's ears and eyes? His eyes flashed and he went to where Li Fei was.

He looked up from the crowd and said, "Friend, stop hiding and come out. I don't speak secretly, so I shouldn't be so sneaky."

Although Li Fei was reluctant, under the piercing gaze of Huang Tianlong, he knew that he had been discovered, so he walked out and said: "Greetings to the two seniors. I was rude just now, please forgive me.

"

Who would have thought that when the Blood King saw his figure, his eyes lit up, and his face that was slightly depressed suddenly became happy, and he laughed loudly and said: "Brother, it's great that you are here, come here quickly,

Let’s deal with this hateful Celestial Race together.”

Listening to the blood king's affectionate voice, Li Fei secretly wondered in his heart, when did he become familiar with this guy? To be so affectionate to him, there would be no such thing as pie in the sky, and he would not believe it.

At this time, there must be a conspiracy, and when I heard that the Blood King wanted to unite with him to deal with the Celestials in fighting form, I immediately understood the Blood King's little plan. This is despicable enough.

However, he is not a fool. The situation is obviously very unfavorable to the Blood King. If he is on the wrong team, the consequences will be difficult to predict, so he decided to be neutral and not help either side. Let them go dog-eat-dog. Whoever wins will be the winner for him.

It doesn't make any difference, anyway, his current identity is just a prisoner.

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