God of Life and Death

Afterwards, each section of the wall has corresponding ethnic groups stationed there.

Powerful ethnic groups have a larger garrison range, weaker ethnic groups have a smaller garrison range, and weaker ethnic groups, or even several ethnic groups, jointly garrison a section of the city.

Fang Yue and Fang Qing were arranged to jointly guard a three-kilometer-long wall.

There is also a division of labor within Human Race.

The number of true immortals coming this time is quite large.

In addition to Zuobang and Tang Qian, there was also a strong man in the real fairyland—Promise, and a true fairy Zuo Yunhan from the League of People.

Xu and King Lei were responsible for the garrison of the three-kilometer city wall, and Zuobang and Zuo Yunhan garrisoned the two-kilometer city. Tang Qian is responsible for the support. If any section of the wall cannot be supported, he will quickly fill up his seat!

Who can imagine that in a small city, there will be so many real wonderland powerhouses in charge of garrison.

"Who is that true fairy of the Sky Demon Race?"

Fang Yue settled down and asked casually.

The true immortal of the Celestial Demon clan who was responsible for the arrangement of the commander in chief gave Fang Yue a feeling in the clouds and mist, as if it were a bottomless black hole, making it invisible to him!

According to the truth, Fang Yue has come into contact with a large number of true immortals, and even he has just killed a true immortal. Although he is weakened by more than one level in his life level, he is weak in combat power. But it is not worse than the ordinary true fairy.

But in this Sky Demon Clan, it gave Fang Yue an unpredictable feeling.

Fang Yue vaguely felt that if the other party really made a move against him, he might not even be able to survive three moves!

"The non-flammation of the demon, the highest existence in the true fairyland! Each big realm is divided into different small realms, even if the practitioners of the same big realm, the combat power of the practitioners may be different, like Fang Yue, the Gu Liza you killed was just a newcomer to the real fairyland, and it does not represent the true strength of the real fairyland powerhouse, while Wuyan is the most top-notch existence in the true fairyland, and ordinary spirits must respect him three points !"

Without waiting for Fang Qing to speak, the mosquito man had already walked over and replied.

At this moment, the faces of the mosquitoes are all tired, and even the steps are a little heavy.

"Mosquito man, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Yue looked at the state of the mosquitoes, and seemed to be a little bit wrong.

"What's the matter? What else can he do! He must be worried about the future of Human Race!"

Fang Qing said lightly: "These relics are born one after another, the realms outside the underworld come one after another, treasures are born, heroes are like forests, this prosperous age is also a sign of troubled times! In troubled times, there may be major crises. But at the same time, there will be great opportunities! Ten thousand races are now thinking about jointly suppressing the human race and want to kick the human race out of the game early, so this mosquito talent will be worried!"

Fang Qing doesn't really value the mosquito person.

The mosquitoes are talented in spiritual practice.

But there must be a reason why he hasn't reached the level of the spiritual fairyland after so many years of cultivation.

The reason for this is that the mosquito person's mind is too heavy, and he is worried about the future of the human race every day, running around, there is no time to calm down and practice!

"Fang Qing who knows me!"

Mosquito Dao Ren smiled bitterly. Fang Qing understood his problem, and he knew it himself, but he still couldn't let go of many things in the alliance.

"Don't write Zou Zou! I'm not used to this, I just go straight for something!"

Fang Qing cast a blank look at the mosquitoes.

Mosquitoes said: "This time the Tianyuan City arena, in fact, the Terran is not touched. After the battle, the Terran has lost 18 strong people, 10 people in the leader realm, seven people in the saint realm, and the great holy realm. There are two people! This is the arrogance of the ten thousand races. It is to exchange the lives of strong men and geniuses for resources! Although the human race has obtained some treasures from the relics in the gambling battle, and the value of three great saints The basic resources of border weapons, but the price paid is a bit too great!"

"Now this gambling fight is still going on, it's just that it has moved from the bright place to the dark place. The distribution of the treasures of the Hundred Clan must be balanced! There is a lot of harmony on the bright side, but in private it is still intrigue!"

The mosquito person said with a whistle.

Fang Yue also understood what the mosquito person meant.

"I have obtained a lot of basic resources this time, but it is impossible for you to give it to the human race for nothing!"

Fang Yue simply refused. During this gambling battle, he was considered one of the winners.

Not only retreat without loss, but also took away a lot of basic resources.

"I don't mean that. I can use Renmeng contribution points in exchange! If the price is one and five times the market price? At least it is much lower than the price given to me by the Ten Thousand Clan!"

The Mosquito Man's tone was pleading.

In order to obtain basic resources, the sacrifice of Human Race has been great enough!

He did not hope that this time in Taiyuan City there would be more Human Race Tianjiao who would pay their lives as a price for basic resources.

"Renmeng's contribution points? I remember that Fang Qing and I are not members of the Renmeng anymore! What use is the contribution points for me?"

Fang Yue said mockingly.

The Human League’s contribution points are for members of the Human League. Now he is no longer a member of the Human League. This contribution point is definitely invalid!

"No! Zuobang, although he is the messenger of the Human League, he still cannot expel you and Fang Qing from the Human League. Fang Qing's membership in the Human League is not much lower than Zuobang, unless it is a human. The veteran-level figure in the league speaks, no one can expel her from the league. As for you, I personally introduce you to the league. If you want to expel you from the league, you need my consent! I don’t agree, people No one in the alliance can touch you! As for Zuobang, he is indeed a little more selfish, but in front of the big troubles, he still looks at it. This time you chase Guliza, Zuobang has acted as the black demon for you. The true fairy of the clan! So you don’t have to hate him too much!"

The mosquito man defended Zuobang.

Fang Yue lightly sighed and said, "Mosquito people, why do you think this is necessary! Being poor is good for yourself. You and I are not up to the level of turning the tide and saving the entire human race, so why bother to worry about the human race? Strength, isn't it fragrant? Since you have spoken, I can't refute your face, I will look at your face to exchange the basic resources of twenty saint-level weapons into human alliance contribution points!"

Fang Yue threw out two storage bags. The resources in it were provided by Ten Thousand Clan. He didn't even bother to open it, so he directly gave it to the mosquito person.

The mosquito person took the two storage bags and felt a little heartbroken.

His dignified true immortal begs for help, is it worth the basic resources of these twenty saint magical artifacts in the end?

However, no matter how small the mosquito's legs are, it is meat. He has been blacklisted in Fang Yue's place because of the last time the gray figure team in Yongfeng Town was used as a bait.

Being able to give him these resources can be regarded as saving him!

"Hey, human race? There is a saint-level lich below. If you can send this lich to a saint to slaughter this lich, my ancient galaxy will reward you with five saint-level magic weapon-level basic resources! "

A guy from the Xingyue Ancient Clan of the imaginary fairyland level walked over, with a beard of eight characters and a mouse's eye. At first glance, this person was not a good thing. Fang Yue estimated that this guy was probably encouraged to be a gun!

The outside of this Taiyuan City is a dark journey, in which three kinds of rules are superimposed, whoever goes to die.

"Chen Wu, don't deceive people too much! The warriors of my human race are not used by your ancient Xingyue tribe for fun!"

The mosquito man glared at him, and he denounced Chen Wu.

Fang Yue stopped the mosquito person and said with a wink.

"The resources of the five-handed saint-level magic weapon are too small to be enough for the appearance fee of our Human Race Tianjiao! In this way, the price will double for me, and I will send someone down!"

What is face?

Making money is king!

The Terran is now cut off from the source of basic resources, and it is about to sell iron. This is still arrogant!

"Okay! Double it double! But you must make sure that the human race of the saint level goes out of the city to kill the lich!"

Chen Wu hesitated a little, then debuted with a grin.

The rules in this underworld are heavily suppressed, and ordinary saints can't touch them at all.

Stepping into the underworld, your strength will be suppressed and it is difficult to exert your full strength, but not to mention the lich, even if he can really beat the lich underworld into the body and corrode the foundation, this person is basically abandoned.

The insidiousness of the Xingyue Ancient Clan is obvious!

"Fang Yue, no! In exchange for some basic resources for the future of a human saint, this thing cannot be done!"

The mosquitoes persuaded Fang Yue.

Fang Yue sneered: "There is nothing to do! Abiao, go down and kill the Lich!"

Fang Yue gave an order, and in the darkness, a guard who had hidden himself under a black robe walked out silently.

Chen Wu couldn't help but feel a sense of horror.

Because this black-robed guard is obviously close to him, but he didn't even sense the existence of the other party before!

"Go on! Kill that lich and come back!"

Fang Yue's tone was cold and indifferent.

The black robe jumped down with one of them, from the low city to the underworld directly.

The black robe's figure was agile, as if it were a phantom. As soon as he landed on his feet, his whole body was slaughtered towards the Lich.

Liches are born with human nature, but they are quite powerful and mysterious among the undead. They are good at various spells. Raising their hands is a series of dark fire burning toward the black robe! Underworld is faint, extremely powerful under the blessing of Underworld! A series of fireballs are directed towards the vital part of the black robe!

The dark fire passed through, and the figure in the black robe also became illusory at the same time, it turned out not to be the body of the black robe, it was just an illusory clone!

"When did this kind of person appear in this human race?"

Chen Wu frowned, they thought they already knew a lot about Human Race!

They had already figured out the human trump card. But who would have thought that Human Race still had a hole card they could not think of.

This black robe is agile and vigorous, just like a cheetah.

The curve of every movement seems to be flowing, unpredictable and unpredictable!

This is definitely the best among the saints of the human race, and it is rare among the same generation.

But what kind of saints of the human race in Taiyuan City this time, they all know in their hearts, but there is absolutely no such a person who can match the black robe in front of them!