Mechanical God Emperor - 1171. Chapter 1171

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“Zhou Ruoyu is here to pray sincerely, to invite the gods of the upper realm to come to this realm to protect my human blood. Our family is willing to offer everything to ourselves and to worship the great gods.”

In a palace, a beautiful priest wearing a silver-white sorcerer robe, shoulder-length hair, snow-white as jade, as if exuding bursts of precious light, with an allure and peerless appearance, crawling on an altar, repeatedly bowed his head and blood. Emerging from her beautiful forehead, she sank into the altar.

In the center of the altar, there is a statue. That statue is full of ancient and mysterious atmosphere, but it has no face, and it is covered with bronze and rust. It is indifferent and without any extraordinary power.

“Sister, don’t ask. Our family has enshrined a statue for more than tens of thousands of years. This legendary statue that can communicate with the gods of the upper world and protect my human blood has never reacted. We have been asking him for tens of thousands of years. , He hasn’t reacted for tens of thousands of years. It’s so unresponsive, why should we worship Him?”

A lovely girl with long black hair, about 13 or 14 years old, with a hint of tenderness on her face, stared at the statue and said bitterly.

Zhou Ruoyu raised her head, wiped off the blood on her forehead at will, and sighed faintly, “Ruo Ling, don’t be rude to the gods.”

Zhou Ruoling was dissatisfied now, staring at the statue madly, without saying a word.

“Although I also know that this may be useless, but He is the last hope of our human race. Look!”

Zhou Ruoyu smiled bitterly, chanted the spell silently, stretched out his hand, and the cyan rays formed a light curtain projection.

I saw that in the projection of the light curtain, there was a huge spirit mountain that reached ten thousand meters high and reached into the sky, and on the top of that spirit mountain was a majestic human giant city.

At the foot of the Lingshan Mountain, countless human warlocks were fighting with a monster that was three meters tall and had a blue ghost horn on its head, and looked indistinguishable from the human.

The monster with a height of three meters and a cyan ghost horn on its head each possessed a terrifying combat power higher than that of Yuehua Warlock, and the strong human race was almost retreating.

If it weren’t for the palace at the apex of Lingshan, there was an incomparable bright light that weakened the monsters with cyan ghost horns. They have already attacked this mountain.

In addition to the monsters with ghost horns that are indistinguishable from the human race, there are four powerful people standing quietly in the distance, surrounding this spiritual mountain.

A flash of despair flashed in Zhou Ruoling’s beautiful eyes: “Has the Canggui clan also joined the ranks of besieging our human race?”

Zhou Ruoyu sighed quietly: “That’s right. According to this fighting intensity, our magic crystal on Tianyuan Mountain will not be able to support it for half a year. If there are no changes, after half a year, our Tianyuan Mountain will be attacked by the five powerful clans.”

Zhou Ruoling shuddered suddenly, thinking that she had seen those human races whose cities had been breached in the ancient books end miserably. She shuddered in her heart.

Zhou Ruoyu smiled bitterly: “This upper realm god is already the last hope of our human race.”

Zhou Ruoling became silent for a moment, feeling a deep despair.

Suddenly Zhou Ruoyu frowned slightly, looked to the side, and let out a cold cry: “Who is it?”

“If Yu, it’s me!”

A handsome and imposing young man wearing a silver warlock robe walked into the palace with a gentle smile on his face.

Zhou Ruoyu raised her eyebrows slightly and slowly said, “Wang Xinchen, what are you doing here?”

The young man who came in was named Wang Xinchen, and he was the parent and child of Wang Bashan, one of the three great elders of the Tianyuan Mountain human race.

Wang Xinchen looked at Zhou Ruoyu, who was full of aura and looked overwhelming. A scorching color flashed in his eyes. He stepped forward and said, “Ruoyu, I like you, please be my woman. I will love you well. .”

A complex color flashed in Zhou Ruoyu’s beautiful eyes, and he sighed faintly: “Wang Xinchen, I have already told you that in my whole life, I must dedicate to the gods of the upper realm. I cannot accept your affection.”

“Sure enough!”

A look of disappointment flashed in Wang Xinchen’s eyes, and with a wave of his hand, a black bone scepter, exuding a trace of immortal power, flew out of his hand, turned into a meteor, and plunged into the palace. Above the curse seal node.

That curse seal node gleamed at once, forming a magic shield.

The skeletal scepter pierced the spell shield with one blow, piercing the spell shield directly, and pierced the curse seal node.

In an instant, the weakening aura released by Yuanshan Peak that day disappeared.

“what happened!!”

“what happened?”

“…”

The human warlocks who were fighting at the foot of Tianyuan Mountain screamed in horror one by one.

The five powerful races immediately launched, like a tide, attacking the human race on Yuanshan that day.

As the host of the spirit formation center, Zhou Ruoyu was also hit hard by the huge backlash caused by the collapse of the formation. He spouted a mouthful of blood, almost bleeding from his eyes, staring at Wang Xinchen, gritted his teeth and said: “Why? Wang Xinchen, why do you want to Do this?”

“It’s very simple, because I promised him that as long as he opens the barrier of Tianyuan Mountain for me. Then I will make him the king of the human race and manage all human beings. And after I am tired of your sisters, I will give him your sisters. .”

Accompanied by a light laugh, a strong Canggui clan with green horns on his head and an evil temperament walked toward this side step by step with his hands on his back.

“Sister Zhou Ruoyu, the last saint of the human race, is the best toy and the most valuable trophy of the Yuanshan human race in this day. Canggui King, can you swallow it alone, let us have fun too. I want to play with her, thinking about ten how many years.”

Amidst a ferocious voice, a five-meter-tall ghost-patterned strongman with a hideous face and countless ghost patterns all over his body walked step by step.

A powerful demon clan with a handsome appearance, a giant stone clan giant, and a powerful demon clan with vines all over his body all walked out from the side.

The scornful and playful eyes focused on Sister Zhou Ruoyu’s body, full of greed and tyranny.

The Canggui King chuckled, “No problem, Ghostmark King, the two of them are just toys. At most, they are more advanced toys. We can enjoy them together.”

Zhou Ruoling’s beautiful eyes were cold, and he took out two daggers and was about to commit suicide.

“Want to die, how could it be that simple? In front of me, if I want you to live, you can only live, and if you want to die, you can only die.”

The powerful demon clan glanced at Zhou Ruoling, and countless mysterious curse marks appeared in his eyes, as if he could inhale human souls.

When Zhou Ruoling was seen by the strong demon clan, his body suddenly stiffened and he couldn’t move.

“This little one belongs to me.”

The fifty-meter-tall stone giant king glanced at Zhou Ruoling, a joking smile flashed in his eyes, and he transformed into a three-meter-tall giant.

Zhou Ruoling looked at the three-meter-tall giant, and a look of despair flashed in his beautiful eyes.

“Don’t kill her.”

The Canggui King smiled casually and strode towards Zhou Ruoyu.

Zhou Ruoyu prayed silently: “Great God, please, save me, save our human race!! I am willing to serve you all my life and dedicate everything to you.”

The Canggui King coldly smiled and said: “It’s useless! Zhou Ruoyu, the gods of your human race are dead. You have no hope. Your human race is destined to become the slaves of our Canggui clan. Men act as our coolies, and women become our clan. Toys of the ghost race. This is the fate of your human race! Don’t go against it!!”

Zhou Ruoling was caught in the hand by the giant king of the stone clan, and a touch of panic and despair flashed in his beautiful eyes. I am willing to serve you all my life and dedicate everything to you.”

The stone giant, Wang, grinned and said: “Fun, scream, cry! This way I can play, it will be more interesting.”

At that moment, the faceless god statue bloomed with countless bright curse marks, and a twisted, Yang Feng’s face emerged.

Boom! !

In a loud noise, the statue of the faceless god exploded, and countless pieces were shattered.

Yang Feng suddenly appeared in the center of the altar, his eyes closed, silently feeling the changes in the laws of heaven and earth.

All eyes were focused on Yang Feng’s body.

A flash of ecstasy flashed in Zhou Ruoyu’s beautiful eyes: “The Gods of the Upper Realm!!”

“Things to pretend to be gods and ghosts, what kind of shit gods of the upper realm!! It’s just a human being like me. Give me death!!”

Wang Xinchen’s eyes flashed fiercely, and the violent aura accumulated in his heart burst out instantly. Holding a sharp sword, the terrifying aura of the peak of Zhou Hai burst out, and the sword slashed at Yang Feng fiercely. .

“Ant, dare to offend me, go to death!”

Yang Feng opened his eyes at once, his eyes were cold, countless mysterious curse marks appeared in his eyes, and a ray of light shot out from his eyes, blasting on Wang Xinchen’s body.

Under the bombardment of that terrifying light, Wang Xinchen’s face was horrified, his body collapsed and shattered, turned into ashes, and disappeared.

“So strong!!”

When the Canggui King and other five warlock king-level powerhouses saw this scene, everyone’s complexion changed drastically, and their eyes were full of shock.

The five Canggui Kings could easily kill Wang Xinchen, but it was completely beyond their expectations that they could kill a great power of the sea with only one vision.

A gloomy light flashed slightly, and the strong demon clan jumped out of the shadow behind Yang Feng, holding a dagger, and stabbing at Yang Feng fiercely.

The vines pierced out of the void, piercing towards Yang Feng’s heart strangely.

The blue ghost king’s ghost horns shone, and he took out a blue spear exuding a trace of immortal holy prestige, suddenly exploded, and pierced towards Yang Feng.