Blade of the Sword Master

1215 Chapter 1214: Too Bad Luck

Listening to the old man, the next dozen strong people all nodded respectfully.

Absolutely astonishing, in this little palace, there are not only the elderly, the Great Holy Emperor, but the dozen people beneath them, the lowest of whom are the Assumptions, and even half a step of the Great Saints, there are four.

Such a power is enough to easily sweep across the North Star realm, but this can only be counted as the central world, a family of people.

Yes, the elderly and all of us here come from one big family of people in the central world, and one big family actually has this strength, and you can see how strong the central world really is.

I don't know what the elderly mean by preparing for action, but soon, many of the powerful people in the hall have all disappeared, and the whole hall is left with only one elderly person, at this time only to listen to the elderly sigh.

“I hope the casualties are not too severe this time. ”

As Dusty had already said before, the first wave of danger is most serious every time the Battle of the Hundreds begins, when the four star worlds merge with the central world.

Because at that time the forces of the four stars had just merged with the central stars, and there was no comparability between the four stars and the central world at all, if we were unlucky at this time, it would most likely be the end of the army.

Which part of the central world is important, if it can enter human territory as soon as it comes up, it will be safe, but if it comes up into foreign territory, it can only be said to be the least vicious.

Time slowly passed, and after half a month, the North Star mainland and the central world finally began to merge.

The continents of the North Star world, which had already converged, were directly dispersed and began to merge into the central world.

It's like two pieces of cloth are forced together, and there's absolutely no law to follow, and everything depends on luck.

In the Sacred Palace, the sanctuary in which the Sacred Palace is situated, is forcibly stripped from the small world, forming a small new continent, beginning to merge with the central world.

The pace of integration was fast, less than half an hour before and after, leaving the ground, slowly allowing the land on which the Sacred Palace was situated to fall over the central world, and then the ground healed again, as if nothing had happened before.

Finally came to the central world, where the intense spirituality of the heavens and the earth was constantly coming through the defensive array.

Never before had such intense spirituality in the heavens and the earth been felt. You know, this is just a common place in the central world, but the spirituality in the heavens and the earth is so intense that it is no worse than ordinary cultivation secrets.

“This is so intense and spiritual.” There are many disciples who can't help but say, "Wow.

However, compared to the shock of many disciples, dust on the main summit of the Holy Palace, at this time, the face became extremely heavy and looked at the surrounding environment. Although dust has not returned to the central world in tens of thousands of years, some details can tell which race the place belongs to.

Unlike the four star worlds, the continents of the four star worlds are divided and scattered everywhere, while the central world has only one continent, vast in size, on which hundreds of people live together.

Precisely because the situation in the central world and the four star worlds is very different, the central world hundreds attach great importance to the territory and the division is extremely clear.

Moreover, the territories of all ethnic groups, because of their different lifestyles and beliefs, are not only unequal in urban construction, but also intrinsically different in their surroundings.

Just as now, just passing through the surrounding environment, Dust Ling has seen that this is not a people's territory, but a ghost territory.

Black dead trees do not appear in the national territory, and the dense and numb trees surrounding them are all black dead trees.

Black Deadwood is a tree with a dark body and a hard texture, but the whole central world hundred people, only ghosts like black Deadwood, other races hate it very much, for the simple reason that black Deadwood releases black fog for a period of time each year, this view, so the rest of the race doesn't like it, or even hate it very much.

But ghosts are different, and ghosts are born to love living in the dark, so they are born to love black dead trees.

Falling into the ghost land, the dust color was ugly, while Xiao Dun also noticed the change in the dust face and stepped to him to ask.

“What's the matter? ”

“Looks like we're not very lucky. It's backwards.” Nor did Dusty hide it, sighing and saying.

“We're not in the people's land?” Xiao Dun also has a slight frown wrinkle.

“Oh, more than that, we're off to ghost territory, and ghosts are one of the worst races of relations with people.” Rumors, dust and bitter laughter.

Other races would be better, but the ghosts don't have to doubt it. Just let them know that the great emperor of the ghosts was definitely the first to kill, and that they were going to destroy the Holy Palace without any hesitation, because the Holy Palace was a power of the people.

“I just hope that people are rescued as soon as possible, otherwise things will be troublesome.” Dusty Ling concluded.

Soon it became known that this was a ghost territory, and at one point, tension began to spread rapidly among the high echelons of the Holy Palace.

Once again, Xiao Sheng gathered at the temple and looked down at the people and said, "Gentlemen, now that the situation is clear, what should I do? ”

“Ancestor, since we are in ghost territory, can I wait for a step forward?” Hearing this, a holy man spoke.

And just as his voice fell, Dust Ling shook his head, “Impossible, the central world was already vast, now merging the four star realms, even bigger, it is impossible for me to wait in the ghost land, even if it takes at least half a month to get out of the ghost land at the speed of the saints, let alone the disciples below, the ghost tribe cannot give us so much time. ”

It is impossible to try to transfer while the ghost tribe is not paying attention. Rumor has it that the faces of the people have been condensed a little again. See, the dust has not sold off, but rather said directly.

“There is only one way to do this now: to stand by and to stand by until the Holy Arrival of the People, and then there will be the possibility of negotiation. ”

“Well, Son of Dust, how can you be sure that the great saints of the people will come to rescue you?” Hearing the dust, the Holy Father asked.

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