fishing the heavens

Chapter 1377 Ten Universities
The Yi tribe tried every means to hunt and kill the tribe to resist the remnants, and the human tribe was also hunting and killing the arrogance of the young generation of the Yi tribe.

Can't beat the old ones, and can't beat the young ones?
There are many human races like Zhouhe who hide their identities, and they are all trying to kill the Yi tribe as much as possible.

Zhouhe is also of mixed blood, but his heart is towards the human race.

The way of cultivating the totem revived the race, giving them the power to fight.

But the practice is also harsh, it can be said that it inherits the legacy of the predecessors!
At the same time, unless this kind of cultivation method is approved by a family of luck, it is impossible to practice successfully!
Zhouhe is grateful, but he is not going to hold back. What kind of sympathy are you living in a dream?

This is a war between races, there is no right or wrong, there is only survival, to live.

It's just that when Zhouhe was about to kill, Beifeng smiled and stretched out his hand to strike the snake coiled around Zhouhe's body!
"Fizz!"

Ba Snake first showed a fierce look in his eyes, then swallowed apricots, doubts appeared in his eyes, and then joy.

While Zhouhe was stunned, Ba Snake actually swam onto the body of the opposite person, looking excited!
"Ba Snake come back!" Zhou He ordered to Ba Snake.

"Hiss?" Ba Snake's eyes were full of confusion, as if who am I and where am I?Who is the second idiot whose voice emerges in his mind?
"Ba Snake killed him!"

Zhouhe was full of fear. How could the last resort of the human race be ineffective?Has the Wing Clan already figured out a way to crack the totem?
Thinking that the human race will be sealed from the source of the bloodline and unable to practice like countless years ago, Zhouhe's heart can't stop being filled with fear.

"Hiss?"

Ba Snake stared at Zhouhe like a fool, unmoved, and happily rubbed his head against the north wind.

"Why do you think I saved you?"

Beifeng is not unhappy, on the contrary, he secretly agrees with Zhouhe's behavior, and in the face of race war, abandons the benevolence of women that should not be there.

If it was the other totems, it would be a bit troublesome for Beifeng, but the Basnake totem?
I'm sorry, but the most powerful luck of Bashe's current lineage is not in the ancient yuan world, but in the Bashe clan in the small world of Beifeng!
And all the people of the Bashe lineage are willing to serve Beifeng to the death!
Therefore, to Beifeng, Zhouhe's Ba Snake totem is simply a big difference!
In the business road, two figures moved forward quickly, Zhou He was still in a daze.

"Anyway, my human race finally has an extra hope. For this hope, I am willing to stand up for him."

Zhouhe fell into silence, silently following behind Beifeng.

Beifeng didn't care, anyway, after taking the benefits of this world, he would naturally try his best to return it.

If it weren't for the fact that when he left Guyuanjie, the super star core of Guyuanjie suddenly left with Beifeng, which gave Beifeng the conditions to upgrade the system, and he didn't know how long it would take to find the next star core.

The grievances and grievances are clear, this is the formal principle of Beifeng.

Now that he has the ability, Beifeng naturally wants to end this period of cause and effect.

When they were about to approach Yicheng, Beifeng and Zhouhe suddenly raised their heads and looked at the two emperor-level warriors roaring down from a distance.

"Let's go, the young master sees you."

One of the Conferred Emperors opened his mouth carelessly.

Ebony is the only one who can be called the young master.

Beifeng absorbed Wu Muheng's memory and had an impression of these two emperor-conferring statues.

"Kill it."

Beifeng raised his head and took a look, then casually spoke to Zhouhe, but kept walking, and then walked into the distance.

"How courageous, it seems that we can only invite you to go!"

An angry look appeared on the face of another emperor-confessed martial artist, did he really regard himself as a character?

While speaking, he lowered his hand towards Beifeng, ready to give Beifeng a little pain.

The rest of the Wu family wanted to avoid suspicion, so naturally they would not attack Beifeng.

But Wu Muxin is different. Wu Muxin is considered to be the heir of the next generation of Patriarch, and he and Wu Muheng are brothers. Therefore, the two emperors just stand in different teams. Even if they attack Wu Muheng, as long as it is not too much, no one will Seriously.

"boom!"

With a fist seal, the first strike came first, and it directly punched the void tens of miles above the head!
Before the emperor-level warrior who shot at Beifeng could react, he exploded in the air and died without a whole body.

Another Conferred Emperor Realm was also affected and fell directly.

Behind Beifeng, Zhouhe, who had no sense of presence, withdrew his arms, and followed Beifeng silently.

He didn't go back to Wu's house, and now the colleges and universities have started recruiting students, and Beifeng went straight to the center of the city.

In the center of the city is a building with a vast area, which is the Colosseum.

Among them are all the human races who were captured, for the fun of the Yi clan.

In the building on the other half of the Colosseum, there is also a huge arena.

It has been less than ten years here, from the admissions offices of various universities in Yicheng.

There was a lot of people's voices, and the human race living in the Colosseum was in a miserable situation. Bei Feng felt even colder when he saw it.

Zhou He's eyes were blood red, and his mood was a little unstable.

But under the cold gaze of the north wind, he forcibly restrained himself.

Arriving at the admissions office, the huge arena was full of voices, and many Yi tribe youths were full of anticipation and apprehension.

On the arena, teachers from the ten most powerful schools of the Yi clan have already taken their seats.

The ten schools do not have blood requirements, or the schools that recruit students in such a public place will not ban the mixed-race Wing Race.

The two schools that really require pure blood will never appear here.

Beifeng stood in the crowd and looked at the teachers from the top ten colleges on the ring.

"The strength is pretty good. Every school has powerful people sitting in town. On the entire star, there are no less than 200 people in a big city like Yicheng. That is to say, each school has no less than [-] teachers in the realm of powerful people. , this is still manifested.”

Beifeng murmured to himself, without even thinking about it, there must be more than one saint sitting in these ten universities.

With Beifeng's current strength, there is only one dead end for the saint.

When I haven't recovered my body strength, and I'm not even sure to fight against the gods that may exist in the Balance Wing Clan, the skin I'm wearing now is still very good.

The youths of the Winged Tribe came to the arena one after another, and Beifeng watched quietly.

As a top ten college, even if there is no requirement for pure blood, don't think it is easy to enter!
There are also several types of mixed blood, like Beifeng's body, with sudden blood pulse, who will not achieve much, so naturally they will not accept it.

There are also people of mixed blood with ordinary blood and limited potential, and they will not be accepted.

The one to collect is actually the last one, the one with mutated blood!
The more powerful bloodline mutated from the winged bloodline and human bloodline is the admission standard for the top ten universities.

As in the case of Wu Muheng before, not to mention the unrecognized royal bloodline, even if it is recognized, it is impossible to pass the entrance examination of the top ten universities even if it is a member of the direct line of the royal family!
(End of this chapter)