Sword Emperor

At the same time, Gui Tian's figure flashed, and he had already arrived billions of miles away.

Just as he was about to continue tearing the space to travel, he was suddenly stunned, and then suddenly realized:

"Now this shuttle door is in my hands, so why waste time to travel?"

Thinking of this, he immediately took out the shuttle door he had just obtained.

It looked like an ordinary bronze door, full of heavy and ancient atmosphere.

But after careful observation, it can be found that the surface of this bronze door is full of very obscure space fluctuations.

Even with Gui Tian's strength, he was shocked by this space fluctuation.

It can be said that this is almost the top space-level treasure under the Chaos Pearl.

However, it is very helpless that this treasure is mainly a function of traveling, and it has no effect on killing enemies.

In this way, the value of this treasure is greatly reduced.

Of course, for the ruler who controls a very large territory, the preciousness of this treasure is completely unimaginable.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Guitian quickly came back to his senses.

It didn't matter whether this treasure was precious or not. After all, as long as the final plan could succeed, the entire Buzhou Mountain would be in their pockets.

At that time, let alone this inconspicuous shuttle gate, even treasures such as the Axe of Creation and the God-killing Spear would have a chance to be taken.

Immediately, Guitian didn't dare to waste any more time, and directly pushed the shuttle gate open and walked forward in one step.

Just when his whole body was about to disappear completely in the gate, a tentacle suddenly stretched out from it.

Then many obscure powers kept running, and they actually took the shuttle gate into their pockets.

For a while, both the shuttle gate and Guitian's figure disappeared completely without a trace.

On the other side, seeing that his carefully prepared plan had failed, the Lord of God was furious.

Countless cultivators in the Ten Thousand Races were trembling with fear. As for the previous Demon Owl, the Fallen Clan Leader and others, they were also summoned back because the Ten Thousand Races were in urgent need of strong men.

Because there was really no way to deal with Sun Bing and others, the Lord of God turned around and left the place after helplessly scolding everyone.

Looking at the empty space, there were only the Taoist Master and the Immortal Master, and there was only endless sighs in his heart.

Originally, it was thought that the Ten Thousand Races were powerful and had a strong foundation, and the remnants of the Nine Li were just a minor disease, which could be easily wiped out.

But now it seems that the Ten Thousand Races have too few drawbacks, especially the insufficient number of the most powerful people.

Otherwise, it would be completely possible to rely on the extremely powerful strength to push the Nine Li Clan.

Even if you are flexible and can launch sneak attacks at any time, what can you do? If two or three strong men like yourself are sent to each tribe, can the Nine Li Clan's plan succeed?

Thinking of this, the Lord of God even had a trace of regret in his heart.

In fact, the demons also contributed a lot to the destruction of the Jiuli tribe, especially the Demon Lord, who was a very scary strong man.

If he was given enough time, he could be on par with himself and others.

But in the end, it was because of the fear in his heart that the God Lord moved him away from the battlefield, injured him with the Axe of Creation, and finally sealed him in a secret place.

Although the whole process was quite covert and there was no evidence at all, people such as the Immortal Lord, the Taoist Lord, and even the Demon Owl could guess that it was the work of the God Lord.

It was precisely because of this that the Immortal Lord and the Taoist Lord were very afraid of the God Lord and joined forces to force the God Lord to prevent him from using the Axe of Creation.

However, as time passed, they never thought that they had joined forces to force the God Lord not to use the Axe of Creation, but now they took the initiative to give it to him, which really made him sigh.

If he had known the situation today, the God Lord would never have attacked the Demon Lord.

In this way, he could have had another peak strong man on his side.

It's a pity that it's too late to say this now.

Even if the demon lord is released at this moment, his heart is filled with endless hatred.

At that time, let alone helping the Ten Thousand Races, he may even lead the entire demon race to join the Jiuli Race to avenge himself.

It can be said that what is in front of the Ten Thousand Races at this moment is almost a dead end.

After all, as long as Sun Bing and even the Jiuli Race continue to do this, the Ten Thousand Races will be in panic and even completely collapse in the end.

This is something that the Lord of Gods simply cannot accept.

Don’t look at the fact that the Ten Thousand Races are now in the upper hand and chased the Jiuli Race away in a hurry.

But the most important reason is that they have a large number of people and if the Ten Thousand Races collapse, no tribe can match the Jiuli Race.

Many thoughts kept flashing in his mind, and then the Lord of God couldn’t help muttering to himself:

“Since Sun Bing is constantly exterminating various tribes, it is better to gather all the tribes together, so that they can definitely resist their attacks.”

However, as soon as these words came out, he shook his head and rejected this proposal.

Not to mention that each tribe lives in a completely different place, and many tribes don’t even have their own world, so it’s quite troublesome to relocate.

Even if the alliance configures a world for each tribe, you have to know that Mount Buzhou is too big.

It may take hundreds of thousands or even millions of years to relocate the entire tribe over such a long distance.

It took so long to relocate, and the opportunity has gone cold.

Just when the Lord of Gods was extremely entangled in his heart, he suddenly saw the Immortal Lord still standing on the altar, as if he wanted to contact Guitian.

For a moment, he could only feel an inexplicable surge of anger in his heart, and even couldn't help but say lightly:

"What's the use of this altar? Haven't you realized their attitude after the previous few contacts? This is clearly to make us both lose.

At that time, they can completely reap the benefits, so it is impossible to ask for their help."

At the end, the Taoist Lord, the Lord of Gods and even the Immortal Lord sighed at the same time.

Suddenly, the three looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Who would have thought that the Ten Thousand Races, which were still high-spirited and prosperous a few years ago, would become like this now.

Just when everyone was helpless, a bronze gate suddenly appeared above the altar.

Then, a very familiar, yet extremely distorted voice slowly sounded:

"Fellow Daoists, long time no see!"