Perfect double undercover

Chapter 630
"Everyone, the emissary of the fairy clan has arrived, what do you think?"

At this time, in a meeting palace in the Protoss universe, a group of old men with gray beards were all looking at the blood-haired man on the high seat. A face with an eagle staring at the wolf, the sharpness is astonishing, but the brows are Kongwu and domineering.

It is said that there are outstanding people in the last days, but there are also heroes. This is the case with the blood catastrophe. On the day of birth, the blood rained heavily, and the bloody wind shocked the world, permeating the entire universe. I don't know how many people were alarmed at that time.

No matter where the blood color is, it is an ominous omen and a symbol of bad luck. This is even more so in the monk world. Therefore, some people think that this child will bring disaster to the gods and want to erase it.

This kind of thing even directly alarmed the old ancestor who has been sitting in the gate all the time. That is the patron saint of the Protoss, and the only strong man left behind in the glorious years of the Protoss. It was the other party who took him away, and the blood disaster escaped .

Later, Blood Tribulation did not disappoint. Being trained and polished by the ancestor himself, he jumped up in a short period of time and broke countless records in the history of the Protoss. His talent even surpassed the unrivaled emperor of the past. Emerged as the times require, it is destined to lead the Protoss to re-emerge, once again ascend to the glory of the past, dominate the universe, and dominate the heavens.

This is the patriarch of their Protoss, and he is currently the strongest person other than the ancestor, and his strength is not weaker than the so-called overlord of the outside world.

As for how many pieces of the blood robbery fused together, it has been a mystery until now, and even they don't know it. Some people say it is the eight kings, and some say it is the nine kings. Only the last one is needed to break the shackles and realize the ultimate unity. Jump, break the king and become the emperor.

"That group of idiots with high self-esteem, what do they use to contend against the darkness? Is there a lot of fairies in their clan?" Some elders looked contemptuous and completely dismissive. The clan is strong because they like to marry and help other clans develop their bloodlines. All the races with extraordinary bloodlines in the north, large and small, have been married by the gods, and they want to use this to create the strongest bloodline in history.

According to rumors, the Immortal Clan has already figured out some methods. No one knows what step it has taken now, but when the Immortal Clan gives an order, thousands of races will respond. This is the strength of the Immortal Clan. It can be said that , In terms of obsession with research, the immortals are equally insane, and they are not the same as them, but those arrogant people do not admit that they are paranoid, but think that they are like a spring breeze.

"What do you think of the patriarch?" Some people also looked at Xuejie. Needless to say, everyone understands the purpose of the envoys of the immortal clan. They just want them to send troops to fight against the darkness. The enmity against the heavens and the decline of the Protoss are inseparable from any major forces around them, especially the Immortal Clan, who have been suppressing them the most over the years.

"Use the power of the whole clan to launch the king-building plan, destroy the immortal clan and the Kunpeng nest, and then evacuate to the north!" Xue Jie looked around, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he uttered a sentence that shocked the whole world, making the heads of all the elders buzz Noise, blank.

"This……"

A group of people stared blankly at the very serious patriarch who was not joking. This is too crazy. We are warlike, but we are not arrogant enough to fight two against one.

Now there are only a few kings in the entire Protoss, the ancestor, the patriarch, and the great elder, there are only three in total, can you beat them with a hammer?

"The king-building plan... Even if we old bones are involved, it's not bad to survive three times." Some elders laughed.

The gods have a special way of cultivation. There are two main ways. One is to find growable objects from an early age, integrate them into the body, and use them to continuously leap.

Another is that every time you reach a level, you will integrate a higher level weapon, cooperate with the evolution path, and promote your own advancement. In terms of combat power, the former is stronger and more perfect at the same level, but the latter grows fast and has sufficient conditions. It can be mass-produced, but the king's equipment has never been a Chinese cabbage, and each piece will cost a king's half of his life. Moreover, the materials for the king's equipment are still very difficult to find. In some universes, even one piece cannot be made. It also restricted the growth of their protoss.

"Using the power of the whole clan... This is too hasty, patriarch, think twice, if we dare to do this, we will be besieged by other forces." The heroes are good and good, but if one is not serious, it will lead the whole family to the abyss of eternal doom.

"Second brother, you are old, and you have learned to be greedy for life and fear death. Back then, my god race was invincible and swept the world. What overlords, what fairy kings, are just materials for my clan's military training. Looking at the universe, hundreds of millions of races Everyone trembles under my clan, even if the patriarch implements it, I will be the first to participate in the king-making!"

The third elder squinted, with contempt on his face, the angry second elder almost didn't lift the table, even the others were divided into two factions, they spoke to each other, kept attacking, and quarreled, making Xue Jie frown at the top.

Until there was a bang, a monstrous coercion swept across the sky, like the impact of a boundless sea, causing the entire hall to groan, overwhelmed. A middle-aged man standing up.

The other party is too terrifying. At this moment, it becomes extremely tall, like a vast universe, majestic and majestic, especially the pair of eyes of the other party, like two big universes rumbling, full of endless coercion. Inside, there is endless vitality. Turning into dharma images, the laws of the great way emerge one after another, the light of billions of stars pours out like a river and sea, and the other one is lifeless, full of resentment, and just a ray of resentment makes them collectively chill, and the whole person seems to be annihilated.

"This is... a spaceship!"

All the elders opened their mouths wide in horror, not one cosmic device, but two, like life and death bipolar. So, most of the Blood Tribulation has fused at least five cosmic devices, which is simply impossible. No one can control so many, unless they are all opposed to each other like eyes.

However, this is not important anymore, the important thing is what the blood catastrophe means from the time when the universe was revealed. Suddenly, everyone became excited, some wanted to laugh wildly, and some were whispering, dreaming about the future, this It is definitely a new chapter in the history of the Protoss. They will once again set off a cosmic war. In this dark era, let the glory of the Protoss shine on the heavens.

This is a group of crazy people, full of warlike genes in their bones, which is also related to the path of cultivation. Resources determine the upper limit of the Protoss. Without resources, this road is a dead end. With resources, the terrible king-making machine will run , it is really possible to smash the heavens.

It's like a penance who looks down on krypton medicine. After so many years of hard work, he is easily immortal. No matter how poor an immortal is, he is an immortal, and he can still look down on thousands of supreme beings. , it would be good to have three or five in one era.

Obviously, the Protoss is the same. They are proud. It doesn’t matter whether the man-made king is strong or not. The dark forces, what Wang Qun has done, and the heavens have become ruins, there is nothing that Wang Qun can't solve, if there are, then there are not enough of them.

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The land of the gods.

This is an ancient battlefield, originally a large universe, but because of a great war, the universe was smashed into thousands of fragments, billions of remnants of stars floated in the void like gravel, and ancient corpses of broken soldiers were like dust Diffuse, dense, exuding silence and coldness, silently telling the tragedy of the past.

This is the fate of defeat. There is no one to collect the corpse, and the entire universe will be buried with him.

However, in such a place, at this time, there are warships standing still, like locusts, floating in the void.

"Hahaha, you old monster, you haven't walked around for tens of thousands of years, can you still move your bones?"

"You are not bad. I haven't seen you in two eras. They say that you are dedicated to the emperor. If it wasn't for the darkness, it would be really difficult to see you."

On the warship of the immortal clan, there was a white-haired old man laughing. He was tall and full of immortal demeanor. He looked at a short old man with a childlike face and white hair under the banner of the "God" on the opposite side, and the depths of his eyes kept shining brightly. The protoss have the terrifying potential to single out the few races, and they have crazy genes in their bones, and no one dares to underestimate them.

"Where, fight against the darkness and contribute to the heavens, we monks, everyone is responsible." The great elder of the protoss smiled, his eyes swept over hundreds of warships of the fairy clan, but found that the other party only sent This old guy became a king, and the patriarch who was rumored to have seven-color blood did not show up, which made him quite regretful.

The so-called seven-color blood is the top bloodline in the fairy clan, the bloodline is supreme, and it is juxtaposed with the chaotic bloodline. The members of the two clans are extremely rare, there are only twenty or thirty people in total, and each of them is a baby bump.

There are also rumors that in this era, the owner of the seven-color blood and the owner of the chaotic blood combined, and it is suspected that the unprecedented nine-color blood was born. No one knows how powerful this blood is. According to speculation, the nine-color blood The owner of the blood, if he grows up, will have a great possibility of becoming an emperor.

In terms of combat power alone, the Protoss is indeed not outstanding, but this race has attainments unimaginable by other races in creating humans.

"Just the two of you?"

Suddenly, someone came from afar, and the blood mist billowed, and the two eyes looked like two blood moons, gloomy and cold in the mist.

"Blood Demon King!" The two elders frowned instantly, looking at the creature covered by the blood mist, not to say that it was a dark creature. They are all notorious murderers, like the one in front of you. Its body is a chaotic blood mosquito. When it was young, it was knocked into the birthplace by a floating ancient corpse. , filled with ferocity, murderous.

"Just brought so few people, do you want to give someone a tooth sacrifice?"

"The toothbrush festival also shows that we are too petty, no matter what we have to let them eat."

Someone came again, and appeared in the domain gate at the end of the sky, not one, but a total of eight people, some old and some middle-aged, some holding a halberd, or carrying wings, with different postures, but behind each of them, there is Thousands of troops, densely packed, like a boundless sea of ​​people, followed those eight people into the starry sky.

"It's still not enough, it's too little." The Great Elder of the Protoss Clan shook his head, not knowing what he was weighing, looking around for a while, as if he was sizing up the goods.

But the forces in the entire north, if you talk about immortals, there must be a lot of them. Except for their three major forces, there are only a few kings. Maybe there are more hidden ones, but most of those people don't care about world affairs.

"It can't be stopped, when will the Peng Lord return?" The elder of the immortal clan looked at the Blood Demon King, the overlord level is the key point, at least someone needs to block the Emperor Killer.

And the attack of the darkness this time is not that simple. The strong like the old Kunpeng have been secretly killed by the darkness. Based on the current form alone, the power of their alliance will triple, and they will not be the opponent of the darkness.

"Then you don't need to worry about it. Why don't you release the princess of your clan and marry darkness. Your fairy clan is best at this kind of thing. The intersection of darkness and immortality may realize the ultimate bloodline that your fairy clan dreams of." Blood The Demon King sneered, unscrupulous, and that gloomy face made all the kings show displeasure.

This is just the alliance, and you are looking for trouble, so why not join the alliance, just go back to each family and forget it.

"Blood demon, if you think you are strong and invincible, then you can deal with the darkness yourself, and your master, a waste who dare not even avenge his master, how can he live in this world, just directly It’s okay to hide until you die.” There are kings who are tit for tat, and the new eight kings are almost all related to the fairy clan. Before becoming kings, some people were taken care of by the fairy clan. A generation of princesses began to accompany them in their teenage years.

"Go back to your kunpeng nest, and tell the kunpeng master, don't come out and show yourself!"

All of a sudden, the group of kings accused him one after another, making the Blood Demon King's face extremely gloomy, his nose was almost crooked, and he almost couldn't help but hit him directly.

But at the moment when swords were on the verge of breaking out, a figure suddenly rushed out of an ancient cave in the south of the broken universe.

It was a middle-aged man with sharp eyes and a hooked nose. He carried a pair of blood-stained golden wings on his back, soaring into the sky, exuding surging murderous intent and surging majesty, causing the entire dilapidated dark universe to be shaken. Shake it.

"Master Peng!!"

The pupils of the kings shrank, how could Lord Peng be injured?Who is he fighting?

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, a Buddha statue also rushed out of the cave, enlarged in an instant, like the statue of ten thousand Buddhas connecting the heaven and the earth, with a big hand pressed down, it is wider than the stars, harder than the fairy king's weapon, let hundreds of millions of swords When the light struck, he remained indifferent, his palm trembled, and accompanied by the Sanskrit sound of landslides and tsunamis, the whole world was about to be purified.

"Why are you standing still, kill this old bald donkey for me!" Lord Peng yelled, the north is his territory, and this old bald donkey dares to chase after you, whoever goes west if you don't go to the west!

"Wait, Lord Peng, the darkness is coming soon, it's not appropriate to fight internally!" the great elder of the fairy clan said, making the two people who did it look sideways.

Especially Lord Peng, he killed the old bald donkey's son and grandson of the Buddha, and the other party would never end with him. It is not incomprehensible to him, but in comparison, he hates the darkness even more. If there is no darkness, he will live three lives After the fire and water in the world are provoked, they will unite with Master to annex the West Pole, and then conquer the north. The palm of your hand will become the Emperor's Pill, and there will be immortals and gods on the left and right. He can stop them as masters and apprentices, but this kind of eternal plan was born in darkness, which caught him by surprise.

"Is it dark..." The Buddha statue remained motionless, its eyes showed compassion, but its face was full of suffering, giving people an indescribable sense of disobedience, as if the Buddha was crying silently.

"How about giving up for now, wait until the darkness is resolved, and you and I will fight again!" Peng Zhu also calmed down, and took the initiative to back away. The defensive power of this old bald donkey is simply abnormal. Surrounded by more than a dozen people, and the magic power is also ridiculously strong, if the ordinary king is shot, it is almost impossible to die, and it is best used to deal with the Emperor Killer.

The old Buddha didn't speak. He looked back and looked into the distance, which made the blood-haired figure hidden there move in his heart. He hid it very well, but now it seems that the other party has clearly noticed him.

Their original plan was to destroy the Immortal Clan and the Kunpeng Nest before the darkness came, but they never thought that the Penglord would appear and bring an old monster with him.

(End of this chapter)