The most powerful system in history

Chapter 640 The Human Race Tianjiao from the Immortal Martial Plane

The eleventh floor of the abyss, half of the area here, is a place of chaos that is famous for many planes.

There are quite a few cities like "Dark Night City", which can accommodate almost all races and adventurers from all major planes.

But even here, it is not easy to see the human race, especially the person who appeared at this time, seeing that the clothes and demeanor are very different from the human race in the fantasy plane where gods exist. If there is no accident, this person should come from the Great Plane of Xianwu.

Judging from this person's demeanor and the faintly revealing terrifying aura, it seems that he is also an arrogance who attracts attention in the original plane.

This is even more weird, a Tianjiao human race from the Immortal Martial Plane, unexpectedly mixed with the extremely ferocious Feng Moshu from the abyss.

Surprising!

Very weird!

At this moment, the adventurers from all the planes who came and went in the Dark Night City said so in their hearts.

But the weirder thing is still behind.

This "adventurer" team composed of eight legendary Balrogs and a human arrogance entered Dark Night City.

The head of a legendary wind mage headed by him, his head under the cloak slowly turned around, his eyes exuding faint brilliance, and landed at the end of the Dark Night City Lord's Avenue in an instant.

There, there is a familiar statue, a familiar temple.

"go!"

A hoarse voice suddenly came from under the cloak of the legendary Fengmo Archmage.It seems to be to explain to the only "heterogeneous" in the team, the human race genius who is noticed by adventurers from other planes but still maintains an extraordinary demeanor.

After the team moved, the hoarse voice continued to sound.

"If we want to find those two stupid Balrogs, the best way would be to find a follower of the God of Tracking, Gwaeron Storm, and let him perform tracking spells. It should be easy to find them. But our camp of the Wind Demons It is contrary to the believers of the God of Tracking, and this is the City of Darkness, so we have a better choice."

"The founder of Dark Night City believes in the great Lady of the Night, and the Dark Temple is the most powerful force here. As long as you pay a small price, I believe you can easily know the whereabouts of those two stupid Balrogs."

Perhaps because of the existence of the human race's arrogance, their team actually attracted the attention of some adventurers around them.

Before these two sentences were finished, the atmosphere was normal.

Those adventurers who are overly curious can only observe secretly, and will not reveal anything.

But at this moment, after the last words of the legendary Fengmo Master fell, there was a "swish", and the adventurers around all cast a strange look over.

"What's wrong?"

"Why is everyone looking at us?"

"What happened?"

……

The Legendary Wind Demons were obviously not used to the feeling of being paid attention at all, and they muttered to themselves.

They saw various complex emotions from the eyes of the adventurers around them.

curious!

gloat!

Watch the fun!
Something special must have happened before they came.

If it was any other time, the wind demons would definitely not mind to find out.

But now time is urgent, and no one knows whether those two stupid Balrogs will finish the trial soon. At that time, the Balrog tribe will probably have an extra terrifying Balrog King, and it will be one who has the potential to become a future leader. The king of godly potential.

In order to kill the future Fire Demon King in advance, they all know that there is no time to delay.

So at this moment, with those strange eyes on their faces, the team came directly to the end of the main avenue, in front of the charming and respectful statue of the goddess of darkness.

Of course, they will not foolishly ask a statue, but will immediately pass over the statue of the Goddess of Darkness, enter the temple built by the believers, and find the high priest of the Lady of the Night. Find those two damned Balrogs.

But just when they were about to cross the statue, a faint voice suddenly entered their minds.

"What you are looking for...are they?"

"buzz"

"Buzz"

Accompanied by this faint voice, two extremely clear figures appeared in the minds of the Fengmos and that human arrogance.

Needless to say, these two figures were Wu Liang and Hercules.

Almost without hesitation, all of them, including the legendary Feng Mo Master, said, "Yes!"

When the word was uttered, they didn't know if it was an illusion, but they all seemed to hear a pleasant chuckle.

Then, all of them were enveloped by a large cloud of dim light.

Just when the feeling of moving in the void surged up, in their minds, the original two figures, the other one suddenly disappeared, and the remaining one became extremely clear.

How clear is it?
Almost even a hair on the skin is clearly visible.

Because of this, it also allowed them to see clearly how... unbeatable this Balrog looked.

At the same time, the seductive and hoarse voice sounded in their ears again, including that human arrogance, this time they said: "I will not interfere with how you treat the immature flame goddess who is undergoing trials. .but you must kill this vile blasphemer."

"As long as you can kill him, no matter what means you use, the great Shar will give you rich rewards."

"Now, let me give you a ride."

"Boom~hoo"

……

Just when the hunting team sent by the Wind Demon Clan, with that human arrogance friend, got a direct teleportation from Lady of the Night because of good luck.

On the mysterious number, Wu Liang and sister Dali, who were almost addicted to love and talk, finally remembered the serious business at this moment.

Their "fisherman" career is still going on, there are still two small theaters left, and a total of three fetishes have not been collected yet.

"Om~"

The eyes of the two fell on the light curtain in front of them at the same time.

Sure enough, in the first small theater "A Song of Ice and Fire", the two immortal lights, one red and one white, were dimming rapidly.

There is no doubt that the two poor dragons are running towards the road of dying together.

It was inevitable that the two giant dragons would perish together, and he would not be able to benefit from it. Wu Liang had to temporarily let go of the opportunity to make friends with Dali's sister, and with a jerk of his hands, the black car was dispatched again, heading straight for the gray plain.

"Boom~ Whoosh"

The black lightning pierced through the red portal in an instant.

When the huge body of the Mystery appeared on the gray plain again.

"Boom~"

At this very moment, Wu Liang was planning to attack the two poor dragons.

Without warning, his heart beat violently.

"Bang~"

"bang bang"

Wu Haoliang seemed to feel something, his brows were furrowed, and his face suddenly became serious.

It was a portent, a portent of danger.

Strangely, at this moment, Wu Liang felt... more than one premonition of crisis.

For the first time, Wu Liang's mind became disordered, as if there were ominous omens from different secrets, coming together at this time, entangled and confusing.

Just when Wu Liang was planning to do something, something unexpected happened on his mysterious account....

(End of this chapter)