Chapter 517 Ziwei's vein

Ziwei Star, also known as Emperor Star.

Here are rich resources and resources, far beyond the earth.

Once upon a time, Emperor Ziwei opened up a world of human race here, and it was prosperous.

But now, the situation of the human race on Ziwei Star is just the opposite, which can be described as precarious.

The human race that was once prosperous became declining, as if it could not escape the cosmic rules of prosperity and decline.

The current Ziweixing is the world of a foreign race, and there is a great god here, and he has become the ruler of Ziweixing.

Here, aliens hunt and kill people.

Either they were killed or arrested to act as slaves and sold to all parts of the universe.

It can be said that the human race on Ziweixing lives like a mouse, hiding from Tibet.

I was worried all day long and worried about the pursuit of the gods and aliens.

In order to rescue the crisis of the Ziwei Star human race, the remaining human forces selected a group of people and sent them to the Shanhai Realm at any cost.

It is to seek help from the ancient humans in the mountains and sea realms.

At this time, on the Purple Star, there is a sea of ​​purple dust.

This place is covered with a purple dust all year round, with strong toxicity. Most people will be poisoned and killed immediately if they break in.

Over time, a forbidden area has been formed.

Here, few creatures are approaching, and once they are caught in the sea of ​​purple dust, they will basically not be able to survive.

However, there are a large number of creatures hidden in such a terrifying place.

They are all human race.

That's right, the people here are the people currently surviving Ziweixing.

It is estimated that three to five million people will survive.

You should know that during the heyday of the Ziwei Star human race, there were huge forces with hundreds of millions of people.

There are only three to five million people left now, and you can imagine what happened to the Ziwei Star human race.

Hundreds of millions of people have become extinct and only millions are left, which is a pity.

In the middle of the sea of ​​purple dust, a faint purple light curtain enveloped the area, and there were a large number of earthen houses and wooden houses built inside.

The surviving Ziwei Star people gathered here and hid in the penalty area and survived.

In the central area, there is a hall towering, giving people a sense of simplicity, dignity, and grandness, emitting a faint purple light.

That is the Ziwei Hall.

At this time, a group of Ziwei tribe members gathered in the hall, all of whom were surviving Ziwei tribe senior executives.

"Captain, do you think they will succeed this time?"

An old man asked worriedly.

Others also expressed concern after hearing this, and the atmosphere at the scene was a bit solemn.

The person sitting in the main seat is the contemporary patriarch of the Ziwei Star human race.

He was carrying the rise, decline, honor and disgrace of the entire Ziwei Star human race, with great pressure, and was not old, but his hair turned white.

This is sad, the human race on Ziwei Star cannot see hope.

"Luo Ye led the team into the Shanhai Realm, and we paid a huge price for this."

"If this time cannot be successful, then our losses will be great."

A senior executive of the Ziwei Star human race sighed.

“Don’t worry.”

Some people have different opinions.

He said: "Luo Ye brought the young generation with the best talented people in Shanhai Realm. Even if he could not invite the rescue from the ancients, staying inside could continue the next trace of incense blood for our Ziwei lineage."

"Yes, we have no way out."

"If you cannot get rid of the predicament in front of you, you will always sink into this sea of ​​dust."

"No need for alien races to encircle and suppress, we will be buried in the sea of ​​dust."

Everyone is very clear about the current situation when they say and say.

The situation of the human race has reached a precarious level, and it can be said that it will be destroyed at any time.

After discussing for a long time, everyone looked at the patriarch in the main position.

It was a middle-aged man with a pair of faint purple eyes and a majesty all over his body, as if he was born to be an emperor.

He had the blood of Emperor Ziwei in his body, and belonged to the descendant of Emperor Ziwei's direct bloodline, so he naturally had a special temperament.

"Everyone."

He slowly spoke, "The situation of our Ziwei human race is very bad at present. The poisonous fog outside the Zidu Sea has begun to erode the Ziwei Star Cover. Within ten years, the defense will be broken, and no one here will be spared."

“For this, I decided that another safe habitat must be found before the defense is destroyed.”

"We still have to pay attention to the altar to see if there is any movement. The mountain and sea realm is our only hope. If it doesn't work, we will send most of our tribesmen to the mountain and sea realm at any cost."

This decision immediately caused an uproar.

Such a decision was completely helpless. Ziweixing now has no place for humans to establish a foothold.

Whether it is the gods or other aliens, they launch a carpet-style encirclement and suppression of the human race. When they see one killing the other, they are either arrested and become slaves.

The current Ziwei human race has no power to compete or protect itself.

Why has the Ziwei people, which once once had a strong moment, now fallen to this level?

"Class leader, have you really reached this point?"

An old man asked with a sad look on his face.

The middle-aged patriarch shook his head: "Elder, don't blame me, I am really powerless. The Ziwei human race has reached the point of life and death, and destruction is right in front of me."

"If you don't think about other ways out, the Ziwei lineage may be cut off."

Speaking of this, he said with a deep pain: "You remember, if there is no way, I will send most of my tribe into the mountain and sea realm at any cost."

"There are ancient people there, which should be able to preserve the glimmer of life in my Ziwei lineage."

After saying that, the patriarch stopped talking.

His silence made everyone present sad.

An atmosphere of sadness echoed in the hall.

"I miss the strength of the Ziwei Humans in the past, why did I reach this point..."

"Alien race, god race, our mortal enemy..."

"Oh my God, why don't you open your eyes?"

Seeing the Ziwei human elderly people at the scene, they all looked inexplicably sad.

The middle-aged man, as the patriarch, felt very uncomfortable.

Being this patriarch is so cowardly.

But the blood of Ziwei Emperor flowed in his body, and now Ziwei's lineage is gradually declining and even close to destruction in his hands.

How could this give him the face to face his ancestors and the Ziwei Emperor?

"Oh my God, what should I do?"

The middle-aged man muttered to himself with his eyes trance.

He felt confused for a moment and had no direction.

Now there are spies from foreign races outside. Once discovered, they will immediately attract millions of terrifying armies from foreign races.

With the deterrence of the gods, it is naturally impossible to escape.

The only way is to enter the mountain and sea realm to seek help, and the people who can complete the task smoothly.

This way there is a glimmer of hope.

"Report..."

Suddenly, a figure rushed in.

Everyone present felt a slump and a slap in their hearts, thinking to themselves that something big happened?

"What's the matter?"

The middle-aged man took the lead in sobering and asked with a majestic face.

The man gasped and said excitedly: "Class leader, there is movement, there is movement, there is movement on the altar, there is movement on the altar."
To be continued...