Almighty Sword Domain - 2110. Chapter 2110 Plan to leave!

One foot stepped out of the gate of the Necropolis.

Soon, a middle-aged man in a Chinese robe appeared in front of everyone.

The middle-aged man has long hair in a shawl, delicate features, and a small black dot between his eyebrows, which rotates all the time, like a whirlpool. From the appearance point of view, the middle-aged man is not particularly outstanding.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes slightly and said nothing.

The middle-aged man in front of him was an undead master Xiaolou. Among the undead, the position is second only to the patriarch of the undead!

In front of him, those strong undead people still kneel on one knee, their heads slightly lowered.

After a long time, the middle-aged man opened his eyes.

In his eyes, one black and one green are different from other undead people. Other undead people have two dark pupils, but he has one eye pupil that is blue.

At this time, Master Xiaolou whispered: “Get up!”

Hearing that, the undead people in front of him stood up one after another. These people looked very respectful. This respect was from the heart, without the slightest deception.

“What happened to Daqian Universe?” Xiaolou asked suddenly.

The source master immediately hugged Xiaolou’s fist, and then said: “The Great Thousand Universe, only the God Race and the Void Spirit Continent, above the Void Spirit Continent, are the remnants of the hundred tribes of the Great Thousand Universe. As for this Divine Race, subordinate Acting without authorization, we made a deal with the patriarch. The other side helped us deal with the Yang Ye of the Ethereal Continent. My undead, the immortal protoss, after all, they only have a hundred thousand people. For my undead, it’s not very useful. Big!”

The Xiaolou shook his head slightly, “You are wrong!”

Hearing this, the Yuanshi’s expression changed and he quickly knelt down on one knee. At this time, the Xiaolou waved his right hand and a force of strength supported the Yuanshi who was about to kneel.

Xiaolou glanced at everyone in the field, and then said: “In the future, there is no need to kneel down at all times. It is not necessary to see the patriarch. Among the immortal clan, although there is respect and inferiority, there is no need to kneel to show respect. Humble, meaningless.”

Everyone hesitated for a moment, and then said in unison: “Respect!”

At this time, Xiaolou slowly walked towards the distance, “I said you were wrong, not that you let the 100,000 or so of the Protoss be wrong. What is wrong is your thoughts, my undead wants to destroy the Void Spirit Continent. Yang Ye, why do we need to rely on outsiders? No matter when, my undead people must understand that our undead people can only rely on ourselves.”

“Subordinates understand!” Teacher Na Yuan said.

Xiaoloudao: “The strong, never put any hope on others, you need to have this state of mind.”

Speaking of this, he stopped, and then said: “The universe collapsed back then, and my undead can come out of it alive, relying on the sacrifices of our ancestors, we can only rely on ourselves.”

“I wait and remember!”

In the field, everyone respectfully said in unison.

Xiaolou nodded slightly, and then said: “That Yang Ye from the Void Spirit Continent is a genius, but unfortunately, he is not a member of my tribe.”

The Master Yuan said in a deep voice, “Do you want to take action against the Void Spirit Continent now?”

“Not urgent!”

Xiaolou whispered: “Take me to see the youth training camp.”

“Master Xiaolou, come with me!”

At this time, a middle-aged man stood up. This middle-aged man was the celestial master of one of the three sage masters of the undead tribe. It is also the head of the Three Sages.

Under the leadership of the teacher of the day, the lord Xiaolou came to the outside of the city. In a deep mountain outside the city, roars continued to be heard from the deep mountain.

In the deep mountains, there is a plain. The plain is not very large, with a radius of only tens of thousands of feet, and is surrounded by mountains.

There are nearly ten thousand people on this plain.

Most of these people are children, there are 15 or 16 years old, and there are also teenagers.

very young.

Although young, these immature faces are full of perseverance and coldness. They looked alert, and they were in a team, back to back, constantly scanning the surroundings.

On the top of the mountain, the small building and the celestial master and others next to him quietly looked down.

At this time, the teacher that day raised his right hand.

“Roar!”

Suddenly, an angry shout resounded above the plain, and in a flash, a group of dark shadows suddenly rushed across the sky and rushed into the crowd.

Evil!

These dark shadows are the evil beasts of the undead race.

These evils rushed directly towards the children below, and facing these evils, the young children didn’t have the slightest fear in their eyes. These children, in groups of two, fight back to back against those evil spirits, and those evil spirits do not show mercy at all. However, if you look closely, you will find that these evil spirits will give priority to those who are clearly in the eyes. People with fearful colors start.

Soon, someone died on the plain. However, they are all in the minority.

On the top of the mountain, Master Xiaolou suddenly said, “How long have they been training?”

That day the teacher said: “When they are six years old, they will be brought here, the most, seven years, the least, about a year.”

“How is the mortality rate?” Xiaolou asked again.

The heavenly master said in a deep voice: “High. At the beginning, there were about 30,000 people here, but now, there are only less than 10,000 left. When they fully grow into adulthood, according to my estimation, I am afraid that there will be less than 5,000.”

Speaking of this, he hesitated, and then said: “Sir Xiaolou, do you need to reduce the death rate?”

Xiaolou shook his head, “It is better to die in your own hands than to die in the hands of others!”

Speaking of this, he looked down, “At this moment, their destiny is in their own hands. And in the future, their destiny is likely to be controlled by others. Just like the creatures in the universe, they used to not work hard, and now they live and die. Controlled by my undead. Do you want the life and death of the next generation of our undead to be controlled by others?”

That day the teacher lowered his head slightly, “Subordinates understand!”

At this time, the lower part suddenly calmed down, and all the evils had already left.

On the plain, all those young girls were exhausted, but none of them sat down. In their eyes, they were still full of guard.

Because here, you don’t even know when those evils will appear!

alert!

They need to be on guard at all times!

At this moment, the small building appeared below. At this moment, everyone’s eyes fell on the small building.

do not know!

When the teacher fell by the side of the small building that day, the young girls all knelt down in an instant, but they were dragged up by a force in an instant.

The eyes of these young girls were filled with confusion.

At this time, the small building took a step forward, “Remember, you don’t need to kneel to anyone, let alone the patriarch. I am a member of the undead clan. You can’t have the slightest servility. You can respect the strong, However, you must not be afraid of the strong. The strong are not for fear, but for defeat.”

In front of Xiaolou, the young girls looked at each other, and then they looked at the celestial master on the side, and the celestial master said solemnly, “This is Master Xiaolou!”

Master Xiaolou!

Hearing the words of the teacher from that day, the crowd in the field instantly boiled. All these young girls looked at the small building. In their eyes, it was fanatic and excited!

Among the undead, Lord Xiaolou is a legend.

He and the head of the undead clan are the pillars of the undead clan, and the undead clan has been able to go to this day, and these two people are indispensable. Of course, this is not the main reason. The real reason is the various deeds of this Master Xiaolou.

Like everyone in the undead, this lord Xiaolou entered the Shura Hell when he was six years old, and he left the Shura Hell when he was seven, because he defeated all the evils at the age of seven. Evil, no one dared to attack him anymore. And when he was ten years old, he defeated the three sage masters of the undead tribe at the time by himself. Three years later, at the age of thirteen, he defeated the two elders of the undead tribe at the time.

After that, within the undead, the only ones who could defeat it were the old patriarch of the undead and another person.

At the age of seventeen, he became the youngest elder in the history of the undead.

In those days, he was also the person most likely to become the patriarch of the undead, and the youngest patriarch in the history of the undead. However, for some reason, he gave up his position as head of the undead clan and was willing to become the second in command of the undead clan.

legend!

It can be said that this lord of the Xiaolou is a legend in the undead clan. For countless years, the younger generation of the undead have regarded it as an object of worship.

At this time, the Xiaolou said again: “You are the hope of my undead in the future. The hardships and sins you suffer today will become the hope of the future of the undead and the hope of the undead’s inheritance.”

Speaking of this, he raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky, “I know, watching people around you fall down, many of you must have grievances in your hearts. Don’t blame, don’t hate. The world is cruel. Today, we If it’s not cruel to you, you will face more cruel things in the future. I would rather kill you with my own hands than to die in the hands of others!”

“Personnel from the dead clan!”

In the field, nearly 10,000 teenagers and girls roared in unison, with thunderous voices shaking the world.

Xiaolou nodded slightly, with a touch of relief in his eyes. He tilted his head slightly, “Although they need training, these seedlings also need me to take care of them.”

That day the teacher said in a deep voice: “The subordinates understand that all the martial arts books of my undead clan, including the martial arts exercises obtained from other clan, can be practiced. The three of us dare not slack in their teaching! ”

“very good!”

Xiaolou nodded and was about to speak, but at this moment, he suddenly turned his head, and not far from the sky, a middle-aged man in a cloud-white robe walked slowly into the air.

At the waist of the middle-aged man, he held a long sword.

Seeing this person, Xiaolou’s eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

The surrounding undead powerhouses looked solemn, and the other party could walk here silently, which was enough to prove everything.

Next to Xiaolou, the teacher slowly clenched his right hand that day, but that Xiaolou shook his head, “You are not his opponent!”

The voice fell, and he was already at the position of the middle-aged man in the air.

The two face each other far away!

The Xiaolou glanced at the sword on the waist of the middle-aged man, and then said, “How do you call it?”

The middle-aged man gently touched the hilt of the sword on his waist with his right hand, “Jianzong, Xiaoyaozi.”

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