"I, Zhou Ruoyu, sincerely pray that the gods of the upper realm descend to this world and protect our human bloodline.
Our clan is willing to offer everything we have to the great God. "
In a palace, a beautiful Priestess dressed in a silver-white Warlock robe, with shoulder-length hair, jade-like skin, and skin as white as jade, exuding the light of treasures, with a devastatingly beautiful appearance, prostrated herself on an altar and kowtowed repeatedly. Blood gushed out of her beautiful forehead and entered the altar.
In the center of the altar, there was a statue full of an ancient and mysterious aura. But it had no face, was covered in bronze rust, and was motionless. It didn't exude any extraordinary power.
"Big sister, we don't need to ask anymore.
Our race has worshiped this statue for more than tens of thousands of years.
According to legend, this statue can communicate with the gods of the upper realm and protect our human bloodline, but it has never responded.
We have been praying for tens of thousands of years, but it has never responded.
Why should we worship such a piece of junk that has no response? "
An extremely cute young girl with long black hair, around thirteen or fourteen years of age, and a face that carried a trace of immaturity, glared at the statue and said hatefully.
Zhou Ruoyu raised her head, wiped the blood from her forehead, and sighed faintly: "Ruoling, don't be rude to a god."
An unconvinced expression on her face, Zhou Ruoling glared at the statue without saying a word.
"Although I know that it may be useless, but it is the last hope of our human race.
Look! "
Zhou Ruoyu smiled bitterly, then silently recited an incantation and pointed with a finger, and green light formed a projection.
In the projection of the light screen, there was a huge spiritual mountain that towered 10,000 meters into the clouds. At the peak of the spiritual mountain was a majestic human city.
At the foot of the spirit mountain, countless human Warlocks are fighting a 3-meter-tall freak with a green horn on its head. It looks no different from a human.
Each of the three-meter-tall monsters with a green horn on the head possessed Moonlight Warlock rank battle prowess. The human powerhouses were retreating in defeat.
If it wasn't for the bright light radiating from the palace at the summit of the spirit mountain weakening the monsters with green horns.
They had already attacked the peak of this mountain.
Apart from the monster that looked no different from a human, there were also the experts of the four races standing quietly in the distance, surrounding this spirit mountain.
Zhou Ruoling's beautiful eyes flashed with despair: "Has the Gray Ghost Clan also joined in the siege against us humans?"
Zhou Ruoyu faintly sighed, "That's right.
According to the intensity of the battle, the magic crystals on Mount Tianyuan won't last for half a year.
If nothing unexpected happens, our Mount Tianyuan will be breached by the five great clans in half a year. "
Zhou Ruoling suddenly shuddered. She thought of the miserable fate of the humans who had their cities breached in the ancient books.
She shuddered in her heart.
Zhou Ruoyu smiled bitterly. "This Upper Realm deity is our last hope."
Zhou Ruoling fell silent, feeling a deep sense of despair.
Zhou Ruoyu suddenly frowned slightly. She looked to the side and shouted coldly, "Who is it?"
"Rainy, it's me!"
A handsome young man dressed in a silver Warlock robe and with an extraordinary bearing stepped into the palace with a gentle smile on his face.
Zhou Ruoyu raised her eyebrows and said unhurriedly: "Wang Xinchen, what are you doing here?"
The young man who came in was called Wang Xinchen. He was the son of Wang Bashan, one of the three great elders of Mount Tianyuan.
Wang Xinchen looked at the devastatingly beautiful Zhou Ruoyu, and his eyes flashed with a scorching glint. He took a few steps forward and said: "Ruoyu, I like you. Please be my woman, and I will love you well."
Zhou Ruoyu's beautiful eyes flashed with a complicated glint, and she sighed faintly, saying: "Wang Xinchen, I told you that I will dedicate my life to the Upper Realm deities.
I can't accept your feelings. "
"Sure enough!"
Wang Xinchen's eyes flashed with disappointment, and he waved his hand, and a pitch-black bone scepter exuding wisps of immortal might flew out of his hand, turned into a meteor, and stabbed into a rune node in the palace.
The rune node shone and formed a magic shield.
When the bone scepter stabbed into the magic shield, it pierced through the magic shield and pierced the rune node.
In an instant, the weakening light released by the summit of Mount Tianyuan disappeared.
"What's going on!"
"What happened?"
"…"
The human Warlocks fighting at the foot of Mount Tianyuan uttered cries of alarm.
The five powerful tribes immediately moved. Like a tidal wave, they attacked the humans on Mount Tianyuan.
As the controller of the spirit formation, Zhou Ruoyu was also seriously injured by the huge backlash caused by the collapse of the spirit formation. She spat out a mouthful of blood, and her eyes almost spurted blood. Staring at Wang Xinchen, she gritted her teeth and asked: "Why?
Wang Xinchen, why did you do this? "
"It's simple. Because I promised him that as long as he opens the boundary of Mount Tianyuan for me, I'll make him the ruler of the human race.
Then I'll make him the ruler of the human race and govern all humans.
After I'm tired of playing with you and your sister, I'll give you to him. "
Accompanied by a chuckle, a Grayghoul powerhouse with a green horn on his head and a wicked temperament walked over with his hands behind his back.
"The last holy maiden of the human race, Zhou Ruoyu and her sister, are the best toys and the most valuable spoils of war for the humans on Mount Tianyuan.
Grayghoul Monarch, you can't keep them to yourself. Let us have some fun.
I've wanted to play with her for more than a decade. "
A ferocious voice arose. A five-meter-tall Ghost Mark Clan expert with a ferocious face and countless ghost tattoos on his body walked over step by step.
A peerlessly handsome Demon Race expert, an incomparably huge Stone Race giant, and a Devil Vine Race expert with tree vines all over his body walked out from the side.
Ferocious gazes full of greed and tyranny focused on Zhou Ruoyu and her sister.
The Grayghoul Monarch uttered with a smile: "No problem, Ghost Mark Monarch. The two of them are just toys.
At most, they'll be more advanced toys, and we can enjoy them together. "
Eyes cold, Zhou Ruoling took out two daggers and was about to commit suicide.
"Do you think it's that easy to die?
In front of me, if I want you to live, then you can only live. If I want you to die, then you can only die. "
The demon powerhouse glanced at Zhou Ruoling, and countless mysterious runes appeared in his eyes, as if they could absorb a person's soul.
When the demon powerhouse looked at Zhou Ruoling, her body suddenly stiffened, unable to move.
"This little one belongs to me."
The 50-meter-tall stone giant glanced at Zhou Ruoling, his eyes shimmered with a mocking smile, and he turned into a three-meter-tall giant.
Zhou Ruoling looked at the three-meter-tall giant, and her beautiful eyes shimmered with despair.
"Don't kill her."
The Grayghoul Monarch smiled and strode towards Zhou Ruoyu.
Zhou Ruoyu prayed silently, "Great God, I beg you, save me, save our human race!!
I'm willing to serve you for the rest of my life and dedicate everything to you. "
The Grayghoul Monarch said with a cold smile: "It's useless!!
Zhou Ruoyu, your god is dead.
There's no hope for you.
You humans are destined to become slaves of the Grayghoul race.
The men will serve as our coolies, and the women will become our toys.
This is the fate of you humans!
You can't violate it!! "
Zhou Ruoling was grabbed by the stone giant monarch, and her beautiful eyes shimmered with fear and despair, and she wailed: "Great god, please save me, save us humans!!
I'm willing to serve you for the rest of my life and dedicate everything to you. "
The stone giant monarch smiled ferociously and said: "Interesting, go ahead and cry!!
It's more fun for me to play with you this way. "
At this moment, the faceless god statue burst out with countless runes, twisted, and Yang Feng's face appeared on the runes.
Boom!
Along with an earth-shattering noise, the statue of the faceless god exploded into countless fragments.
Yang Feng appeared in the center of the altar, closed his eyes, and silently sensed the changes in the laws of heaven and earth.
All eyes focused on Yang Feng.
Zhou Ruoyu's beautiful eyes flashed with the shade of ecstasy: "A god from the upper realm!"
"Pretending to be mysterious, what bullsh * t Upper Realm deities!!
You're just a human like me.
Go to hell! "
Wang Xinchen's eyes flashed fiercely, and the ruthless aura accumulated inside him erupted in an instant. With a sharp sword in hand, he erupted with pinnacle Infinity Warlock rank aura and slashed at Yang Feng.
"Ant, to offend me, go to hell!"
Yang Feng opened his eyes, a cold look in his eyes. Countless mysterious runes appeared in his eyes, and a ray shot out from his eyes and slammed into Wang Xinchen.
Under the bombardment of the ray, a look of horror on his face, Wang Xinchen crumbled inch by inch, turned into ashes, and disappeared.
"So strong!"
When the Grayghoul Monarch and the other four Warlock Monarch rank powerhouses saw this scene, their countenance changed dramatically, and their eyes filled with shock.
The Grayghoul Monarch and the other four Warlock Monarch rank powerhouses could easily kill Wang Xinchen. But to kill an Infinity Warlock with just a gaze is beyond their expectations.
With a flash of gloomy light, the demon powerhouse jumped out of the shadow behind Yang Feng and stabbed at Yang Feng with a dagger in hand.
Tree vines protruded from the void and stabbed towards Yang Feng's heart.
The Grayghoul Monarch's horn shone, and he took out a green spear exuding wisps of immortal might and stabbed at Yang Feng.