Chapter 1270: Protoss Descends(1/2)
What happened on the court can be seen clearly outside the court.
"Didn't you notice it? The competition for this year's All Race Ceremony seems to be extremely tragic."
The disciples sitting on the warship were talking a lot, and the battles in previous years were obviously not as fierce as this year.
"Because it is not very meaningful to obtain mining rights of several years or even more than ten years in previous years. This year is different. Whoever can get first will get the jurisdiction of Gossstar for a thousand years."
An elder suddenly said.
One thousand years is enough to build Gossstar into its own territory. Even if it competes in the later stage, it will be difficult to penetrate it. In fact, it is equivalent to permanent jurisdiction.
Every year, countless people die because of the competition for those homeless planets, and major races fight each other.
It has been going on for countless years and is getting more and more intense.
Until this year, the strong men of major races sat down and finally decided that this year's All Race Ceremony would decide to belong to the homeless planet.
Therefore, this battle will be extremely tragic.
Liu Wuxie formed seals with both hands, and the dragon-capturing hand changed frequently, and the three Rakshasa tribes kept jumping.
"Bang bang bang..."
Every time the dragon-capturing hand was grabbed, the surrounding stones continued to explode, and the three Rakshasa tribes could not approach Liu Wuxie.
Arrows burst out from the three Rakshasa tribes, and many parts of their bodies were hidden.
These arrows are extremely fast and have no trajectory to follow.
What's amazing is that these arrows can actually change their routes by themselves. No matter how Liu Wuxie dodges, the arrows can find Liu Wuxie's location.
"What a weird archery technique!"
Liu Wuxie said secretly that the archery technique of the Rakshasa clan is not just as simple as tricky, but can be as good as a shadow.
It should be a special skill that chases according to the pace of the human body.
"Human boy, you can't kill us."
The three Rakshasa tribes switched positions with each other, and their bodies became faster and faster. Only then did Liu Wuxie realize that they controlled the arrows through strange language.
This is the first time Liu Wuxie has encountered it by relying on language to control arrows.
"Yeah!"
A hint of mockery appeared in Liu Wuxie's eyes. Do they think they only have this ability?
As soon as he finished speaking, the dragon-capturing hand suddenly changed, and hundreds of dragon claws were transformed into and captured together.
The faces of the three Rakshasa tribes changed drastically. Liu Wuxie had been playing the cat mouse just now and did not kill him at all.
Hundreds of dragon claws crushed down together, and the scene was extremely terrifying.
"Longshan, he is the one you chose."
Zhuge Ming appeared behind Longshan at some point and whispered.
"yes!"
Longshan nodded. He had been waiting for this person for more than a hundred years, and finally arrived.
"good!"
Zhuge Ming doesn't seem to have much to say, and he rarely communicates with others.
Hundreds of dragon claws were captured at the same time, and the three Rakshasa clans had no room to dodge.
As for the arrows they shot, they had long been blown away by Liu Wuxie's palm.
"You can die!"
Liu Wuxie's voice was like the coming of death. Through the light curtain, the sound could not be conveyed, but their battle scenes were presented to Elder Long at a glance.
It is difficult to attract attention for such low-level battles in Yuan Realm. Only Elder Long and Zhuge Ming keep their eyes on Liu Wuxie.
Others have long looked at the top masters, and they have the greatest probability of winning first place.
All major sects focus on their own disciples and rarely pay attention to other races.
The light curtain was too big, and the people inside were like ants, and they couldn't see them at all. Millions of people entered, all of them were scattered in the mountains.
As soon as Liu Wuxie finished speaking, Dragon Claw captured three Rakshasa clans in his palms. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not escape the constraints of the dragon-capturing hand.
"Click!"
"Click!"
"Click!"
The three Rakshasa tribes were directly pinched by Liu Wuxie and turned into a ball of blood mist.
The Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron was sacrificed to absorb all the blood mist.
A stream of Shura's power entered Liu Wuxie's body and merged into the Taihuang world.
The Rakshasa tribe and the Demon tribe are both descendants of the Shura tribe, and the blood of the Shura tribe flows in their bodies.
The Taihuang World began to evolve, and another area was added. Liu Wuxie even doubted whether the Taihuang World could evolve into all races in the end.
How spectacular it would be if there were many races standing in front of you.
When it reaches a certain level, Liu Wuxie believes that the Taihuang World will definitely evolve into a real world, where countless races can survive.
Some people have demons, immortals and demons.
After killing three Rakshasa tribes, Liu Wuxie went to Earth Gold.
The evil blade slashed down, and a golden stone the size of a washbasin appeared in the palm of the hand.
There are many impurities, and Liu Wuxie can easily clean up all the impurities with his powerful weapon refining technique.
After collecting, continue to go deeper and look for other materials.
What weapons to build depends on what materials you dug out. Liu Wuxie has no idea yet.
Standing on the mountains, Liu Wuxie looked into the distance.
From a distance, you can occasionally see a few human races passing by in a hurry.
The ancestor tree suddenly swayed, Liu Wuxie raised his eyebrows, and a trace of solemn expression appeared in his eyes.
"The gods found me so soon. Do they have any special secret methods?"
Liu Wuxie said with a frown.
He did not take the initiative to look for the gods, but the gods came to him so quickly. It seemed that they had some special means.
As for what it is, Liu Wuxie is not known yet.
The gods are extremely ancient. They have their own language. Unlike other races, they use many of them to create words by humans.
The signs of swaying the ancestor tree are becoming more and more obvious, and it is even more terrifying that the ancestor tree shows a hint of fear. This group of gods is not simple.
Even the ancestor tree was afraid of it. There was only one possibility that they found a magic weapon to restrain the ancestor tree.
"No need to hide it, come out."
Liu Wuxie's voice was loud and it was heard thousands of meters away. The ghost eye technique had limited vision, but he believed that the gods were around.
"Swoosh swish swish..."
Five gods attacked from five directions at the same time, surrounding Liu Wuxie.
Each god clan is extremely powerful, all of which are Hunyuan level 1.
If it is replaced by other realm of transformation, facing the first level of Hunyuan, there is almost no chance of winning.
"Strange, how could those gods come to him?"
Elder Long said in confusion.
The gods who came in seemed not very interested in the ceremony of the 1000 races, and they rarely saw them looking for materials for refining weapons.
Then why did they enter Baiyue Valley?
"Feeling at their attitude, it seems that they are coming for this kid."
Zhuge Ming frowned and said, "It's so strange that the five gods appeared."
No one paid attention to Liu Wuxie, only the two of them, so pay close attention to Liu Wuxie's every move.
"How could the gods have a grudge against him from the Zizhu Star?"
Others don’t know Liu Wuxie, and Elder Long knows everything about Liu Wuxie.
From Zhenwu Continent to Lamo Star Domain, and finally, entering Zizhu Star and joining Tianlong Sect, Elder Long knew clearly.
Liu Wuxie didn't say anything about some details, after all, the gods have nothing to do with building a star domain bridge.
The moment the five gods saw Liu Wuxie, they hesitated for a moment, and they also needed to determine whether this person was the person they were looking for.
A god clan was holding a strange weapon in his hand, releasing a strange luster. The fear of the ancestor tree came from this weapon.
"It's him!"
To be continued...