The first thousand one hundred and seventy-five chapters Buddha repairs the tiger
call out!
Dozens of light and shadow flew out from the stronghold, pointing directly to the place where Danzang was born - the broken little world. We temporarily call it the Holy Fall Realm.
This scene also happened elsewhere. After all, there is no single intelligence that can dominate besides the perfect divine pattern of this intelligence network.
With their semi-saints' feet, they also rushed for about a day before they reached their destination, which shows the vastness of this star field.
At this time, let’s talk about this Human League. A total of 30 semi-saints were sent to participate in the Danzang battle. It was divided into five teams. Each team was equipped with one semi-saint late stage, two semi-saint mid-stage, and three semi-saint early stage.
Among them, Ling Shaotian, Ningxiang, Yushan, and Guihai Chunqiu were very destined to be assigned to the same team.
boom!
At this time, there were six figures standing on a hill in the Holy Falling Realm. They were Ling Shaotian and others.
As for why they are the only team, the reason is that landing too concentrated will be detrimental to the treasure hunt and treasure division later.
At this time, Ling Shaotian looked around and found that there was no place worth noting, and then he turned his attention to the leader of their trip.
Why? Because the captain of this team turned out to be a bald man, in other words, a Buddhist practitioner!
Buddhist practice is not popular in the Divine Pattern Continent. In his memory, the only ones related to Buddha are the Seven Sects of the Extreme Buddha Sect and the extinct Buddha Tiger Clan.
Of course, before leaving, Ling Shaotian also did some homework. The name of this Buddhist practice is Fuhu, which is a strong Buddhist practitioner from the Little Thunder Spirit Realm in the Small Thousand World. Moreover, this Little Thunder Spirit Realm has been destroyed by the powerful demon clan, so Fuhu has always had a strong hostility towards the demon clan. Once he met, it would be a life-and-death battle. In order to find a powerful demon clan who destroyed the Little Thunder Spirit Realm, he chose to use the power of the Human Alliance, and the price was to join the Human Alliance.
"This small world should be one of the victims of the catastrophe of all races." Gui Hai Chunqiu analyzed with his experience.
This sentence strengthens Ling Shaotian's determination to become stronger, otherwise the Divine Pattern Continent would follow in the footsteps.
"More and more and more half of the saints auras are coming to this holy realm. We have to speed up our pace, otherwise we may return empty-handed this time." A sound of Buddha sound came out. If you guessed correctly, the owner of this sound was Fuhu.
Just as everyone was about to set off, Fu Hu hesitated for a moment, then his brows sank and showed a look of surprise.
"What happened?" Gui Hai Chunqiu asked.
"Before setting off, the altar master gave each of us captains something that could sense each other." Fu Hu said.
It seems that something is wrong, Ling Shaotian guessed in his heart.
"Just just now, one of the sensations disappeared." Fu Hu continued.
The meaning of this sentence is very obvious, that is, a team was destroyed.
It has only been a long time since then that a human team has been lost, which shows how terrible they have encountered.
"Can you know which team it is?" asked another mid-stage semi-saint strongman.
"No." Fuhu said a little regretful.
...
Somewhere in the realm of the holy fall,
The smoke of gunpowder filled here, but it was not very strong, which shows that this was a battle where the speed of light determined the outcome.
"As soon as I became interested, you are over. The human race really disappointed me." He said such pretentious words, he was a powerful demon clan with an extremely ugly appearance. The demon was called Guilin. His identity was mysterious, so mysterious that no demon knew what his original body was. Moreover, the winners and losses were all divided in a black field. The late-stage semi-saint strongman who fought against him ended up with no bones.
"Mr. Guilin, we have obtained a total of two thousand fortune pills and two human captives in this battle." Guihu said truthfully.
"Do you need those two human prisoners..." Guihu made a move to wipe his neck and said.
"They are useful. They will save their lives first and plant a master-servant ban on them." Guilin said after taking over the Creation Pill.
"Yes!" Guihu said respectfully.
Chapter completed!