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Seven hundred and fortieth chapters superficial choice 1

Kana looked at me with a complicated expression, and Kant was also in her heart. After all, she didn't know what her new master thought. After hesitating for a moment, she said: "The other party obviously wants to avoid it. The only thing we can do is to let the other party avoid it. If the master's formation can be blocked on all sides of the Zulong Tribe, it is naturally the best. If it cannot, we can only implement a divisive plan. The Zulong Tribe

Although powerful, every human race gathers together just to live and be safe. Despite this, once a century-old hunting still cannot guarantee whether it will be the one selected, so it should not be difficult to find someone who can be used in it."

I nodded and said, "It is naturally the best not to fight without blood. Kanayi, who is the best candidate."

"Master, I am willing to be traumatized for the master." Hu Ke stepped forward again at this time and recommended himself. It's not that Hu Ke really wants to be traumatized for me. In fact, seeing that the war between these two forces is inevitable, it would be best if he could leave with the opportunity. The Zulong tribe could not go back. After all, he cheated five hundred gods of the upper gods in. It would be a dead end when he went back. Stay here, and it would not be as dangerous as he fights himself.

I looked at this guy with a smile and didn't make a sound and continued to stay on Kana.

Hu Ke was immediately afraid to make a sound after I looked at him. The eyes seemed to see through everything, making Hu Ke lower his head and dare not look at each other.

Kana said: "The only one of the best candidates is Ai Qiang. However, it's not clear whether he is willing to help."

"Ai Qiang can't go back, but if his superior gods have a confidant, they can recruit these people under the banner of Ai Qiang." I said directly, and opened the Nebula Channel and said, "Kana, you have nothing to do here. Take Hu Ke in and do it well. The Gods Team will not bury any talent."

At the same time, I also began to summon Qiming in the soul space.

Kana bent down and saluted, and was somewhat resistant to the space passage. However, when she raised her head, she suddenly found that an old man in sixty years walked out of the passage. The momentum on his body was the aura of a superior god. Could it be that he was also in the realm of a god king. The other party had no intention of suppressing him, but it still made Kana a little suffocated. At the same time, the other side of the passage also began to be curious.

"What's wrong with the master calling me over?" Qi Ming walked out and smiled with his fists.

"Qi Bo, I now need some people to go to the Zulong Tribe to win over people who can be used. I wonder if there are any people who can be used for those hundreds of new gods?" I asked with a smile. After all, Qi Ming is responsible for the ideological transformation.

Qiming Zou Mei thought for a while. These people have changed a lot, but if they can be used, it will take at least three years to determine their loyalty. As for those lower and middle gods, there is no problem. A few of them are smart and very suitable."

Kana was stunned when she heard this, she wanted to stop and listen a few more words, but when she saw me looking at him, she turned around and left.

"Haha, this little guy is interesting." Qi Ming smiled.

I agreed slightly: "It does have the potential to lead a soldier, but how to use it depends on how Qi Bo can bring his potential to the point."

"The master can rest assured that with the master's different space, everything is possible. By the way, I will bring them out now if the master needs them." Qi Ming smiled.

"Qi Bo, don't know how Ai Qiang is?" I asked.

"Ai Qiang is a good man, a seedling, but I see there is a curse seal between his eyebrows. He should have made a vow to heaven. This person is not available when the vow cannot be lifted. As for the others, they are also within the observation period at this moment." Qiming said.

"Then let it go, bring those people out, let them return to the Zulong Tribe, and transfer the people inside as much as possible." There is only one way at the moment. If you use the array, it will take time. It is better to divide the internal area of ​​the Zulong Tribe first and arrange the array around the Zulong Tribe as much as possible within the time you have won.

After returning to the tribe, he didn't go out for three days. In the mansion of the God King, there were no singing orioles and dancing, and everyone was silent.

It took three full days for Mr. Fusang to be locked in the God King's Mansion.

After suffering such a big loss, the Zulong Tribe did not make any noise, especially the God King, who has always been arrogant, chose to stay away from the door, which obviously chose to show weakness. This scene made the residents of the Zulong Tribe panic, and even the elite guards of the tribe looked depressed.

The tribe was in a special period and had everything to say. At this time, five or six middle and lower gods were mixed in, just like two stones falling into the storm of a river, without any conspicuousness at all.

I don’t know when it started, but all kinds of remarks in the tribe were gradually overwhelmed by one remark. The formation that appeared in the northwest corner was actually the Savior Army God Team.

Some people even describe it as a paradise, where there are countless cultivation resources, and everyone is equal and free. Especially when there is no hunting once every once a century. Such remarks were originally sneered by people in the ancestral land of the human race, but this remarks gradually occupied the mainstream like a spread of religion.

Some people even kneel down and worship like a large formation. Strangely, anyone who kneels down and worships in the large formation can come out safely after entering the large formation.

Everyone who came out said in unison that there was a gate of time and space in the formation leading to another world.

As a result, more and more people began to kneel outside the formation, and more and more people took their families and never came back after entering. This incident was like wings growing, quickly spreading in the Zulong tribe. Even elite guards began to kneel down and disappeared into the formation with their families.

As for everything happening, the God King was surprisingly unstoppable and had no response.

Even I felt very different. However, when things went so smoothly, I couldn't find the problem inside, so I could only let it go.

Of course, I was not idle either. In just half a month, I finally practiced the surroundings of the Ancestral Dragon Tribe with the Nine Yin Soul Release Formation. Unless the God King is superficial, it is impossible for others to leave.

It was also on this day that the God King Fu Qian finally came out and looked at the people around him with a cold expression. There was no follower around him, just Fu Qian, with his footsteps firmly towards Zulong.

Walking outside the tribe.

When Fu Qian saw the tribe residents kneeling towards the formation, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, which seemed a little ironic. Anyway, 100,000 years is a period of time and death early or late. I came out myself just to figure out one thing. As for the way out, Fu Qian was ready for it.

"I am Fu Qian, the god king of the Ancestral Dragon Tribe. I don't know who is here to visit? Can you come out and see me?" Fu Qian, with a smile, raised her head and raised her chest, looking free and easy.

Qiming smiled at me and said, "Master, I'd better go."

I looked at Qiming in surprise, but didn't say anything. Originally, I planned to let Panshan rush out and chop this guy up. But since Qiming said that, I remained silent.

Qiming smiled, stood up and walked out of the fog, clasped his fists at Fu Qian and said, "We are from the God Team. I am the God King Qiming. Fu Qian, do you want to see me?"

"Human race!" Looking at Qiming in surprise, he did not do anything for a while, but opened a mustard seed space and prepared to hide with Fusang at all times. As for his clone, he was just a scapegoat. The purpose of doing all this was not to avoid the attack of the human race, but to the Nami race for 100,000 years of harvest.

This is also the fundamental reason why the Suqian tribe has done nothing for the past period of time. Because Suqian is sure that if the Nami tribe targeted the Zulong tribe, it might be done in a unique way to increase the fun. However, to differentiate the Zulong tribe in the form of religion, this is definitely not the style of the Nami tribe. You must know that the Nami tribe does not have such leisure and elegance.

No matter what, when I learned that the other party was actually a human race, I was still angry. The Nami tribe dared not offend him and could only run away, but what happened to the human race?

"You are so brave. You are actually calling in my Zulong Tribe and spreading religion openly. You are really not afraid of death. Don't you know that the Zulong Tribe is actually the territory of the Nami tribe. You should be a level 4 god king now, and you can escape the last harvest. Unfortunately, you didn't know that you were looking for death if you found a place to hide. You dared to come out. You really wanted to die by yourself." Fuqian looked at Qiming with a regretful and sarcastic look.

As for the other party's strength, although I can't see through it, I don't care at all. Anyway, I can't escape the harvest for 100,000 years, so it doesn't matter if I die there.

"Oh!" Seeing the superficial expression, Qi Ming could only sigh with a long sigh. After a moment, he asked slowly: "Do you know that 500,000 years ago, the God Emperor of the Human Clan was destroyed, and there was a twelve human Clan strongmen. They were looking for another place to leave a inheritance for the human bloodline, and sprinkle the blood and magic weapons of the God King on the land of hope. The son of Hope will be resurrected one day and return to the human race."

Fu Qian was stunned and looked at Fu Qian in surprise. If the other party was fooling him, his strength was at least at level 4 God King. The harvest once every 100,000 years can't be avoided by any means, and even he is not sure. In addition, the name Qi Ming is a little familiar. At this moment, he suddenly realized that it was the captain of the captain of the sentenile of hope that took away the seed of the God King in the legend!
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