Chapter 168 The Elf Race Arrives at Sky Continent

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Chu Xiu entered the tenth floor of the training tower and began to retreat.

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, twenty-one years have passed.

During these twenty-one years.

One after another, monks from the three clans of Tianqiong Continent came to the human temple through the plane teleportation array of Taisu Holy Land and entered the training tower to practice.

The number of monks in the human temple has increased sharply, creating a prosperous scene.

Under Chu Xiu's deliberate guidance, the quasi-emperors would often go out to preach in the central square, and many monks benefited from it. As a result, countless holy kings were born in the Sky Continent, and even the number of quasi-emperors in the first level increased exponentially. .

The birth of so many strong men in the Sky Continent has undoubtedly given all forces a shot in the arm.

Facing the catastrophe in the future, I feel more confident and no longer as panic-stricken as before.

at the same time.

In the Sky Continent, the bright moon hangs high, and the night sky is filled with stars.

Starry Outer Land.

Terran War Fortress.

Because of the mermaid tribe's invasion that year, to prevent further invasion by foreign enemies, the war fortresses of the three tribes were all guarded by monks.

The monks who guard the war fortress rotate every one Kun year.

After tonight, it will be the day to take turns guarding the human fortress.

Outside the fortress, on a certain guard tower.

Two monks wearing black iron armor were drinking.

"Come on, fellow Taoist Qi Ming has finished this bowl~"

A middle-aged male cultivator with a thick beard and a rough appearance picked up the wine bowl, the two of them touched each other and drank down the wine in one gulp.

"Hey, what a drink!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, it has been two and a half years since I came here."

"Tomorrow we can finally return to Sky Continent."

"The spiritual energy here is thin, and the cultivation speed is as slow as a snail. It's still comfortable in the cultivation tower."

Qi Ming showed a gentle smile and said, "Don't worry, we will rotate tomorrow."

He now has a weathered face and a calm temperament. He is no longer the young man who cried and made trouble and ran to his aunt for help when he encountered difficulties.

"Fellow Daoist Qi Ming, after all, you are still the nephew of that gentleman. You have such a special status. I really don't understand why you have to come here to suffer. Isn't the cultivation tower delicious?"

The middle-aged male cultivator looked puzzled.

You must know that Qi Ming has Chu Xiu as a big backer. Many monks in War Fortress are envious of him, but he doesn't know how to take advantage of him, so he has to go to the outside world to suffer.

Some monks even suspected that Qi Ming might not be welcomed by Master Chu Xiu, so he was sent to the outside world.

Qi Ming put down the wine bowl, shook his head and smiled: "I used to think that as long as my aunt is here, no one in the world would dare to bully me."

"I'm not strong enough, but I can live my whole life comfortably as a second-generation ancestor."

He turned his head and looked at the starry sky, his eyes becoming far away, "Until the battle when the mermaid tribe invaded, I watched my comrades fall one after another in front of my eyes. The feeling of powerlessness that I couldn't do anything made me feel deep despair. Since then, Later, I finally woke up. Facing the cruel war, the so-called background and relationships were all false."

"Only one's own strength is the greatest confidence to survive."

The stubble-bearded monk nodded with admiration on his face and patted him on the shoulder, "So, after all these years, you are still in the middle stage of the Great Saint Realm."

puff--

The drink that Qi Ming had just reached his mouth spurted out.

He raised his sleeves and interrupted, looking embarrassed.

"Fellow Daoist Qi Ming, your efforts are commendable, but sometimes, people have to learn to accept their fate. Blind efforts cannot solve the problem, so why not take advantage of the situation?"

"You have an enviable background, but you don't know how to take advantage of it. It's really puzzling."

"In response to that sentence, if you don't get what God wants, you will be punished."

"If you don't take advantage of this opportunity to improve your strength now, when the catastrophe strikes in the future, the scene of the mermaid invasion war will still happen to you."

Qi Ming was stunned, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"Thank you so much, Fellow Daoist Zhang."

"I know what to do."

With a solemn look on his face, he picked up the wine bowl and offered a toast to the stubble-bearded monk.

Brother Hu Zha had a swig with him, and then he smiled and said, "Thank you, there's no need. In the future, when you get rich, just support your brothers."

Qi Ming nodded.

Just about to speak.

Sitting opposite him was Brother Zhao Hustu, whose expression suddenly changed drastically as he looked at the starry sky.

Qi Ming quickly turned his head and looked into the depths of the starry sky, his pupils suddenly shrank.

All I saw was the starry sky.

A huge group of starry battleships numbering in the millions are speeding toward the Sky Continent.

Some of the warships looked like they were woven from tree vines.

Some are completely black, with their hulls made of rock.

It is also made of golden metal and is engraved with sun patterns....

These battleships have different shapes, but they have one thing in common. The surface of the hull is dilapidated, as if they have experienced a hard battle and were forced to flee here.

"That's the Elf warship." Qi Ming stood up suddenly.

Back then, after the invasion of the mermaids, Qi Ming had seen the warships of the tree elves. That memory was particularly profound, and he would never admit it.

"Such a big battle."

"Are they going to invade the Sky Continent?"

The monk surnamed Zhang had a solemn look on his face, and there was a hint of horror in his eyes.

There are too many battleships. God knows, how many enemies are there on the battleships?

Hundreds of millions?

No, at such a scale, there are definitely more than hundreds of millions of enemies.

There are less than two thousand human, demon, and barbarian monks guarding the war fortress outside the territory.

Such a huge gap.

How to fight?

Just one spit from one of them can drown them all.

this moment.

Whether it is the monks in the human war fortress.

Or a monk in the Demonic War Fortress.

They were all overwhelmed by despair.

"Ask for help, quickly ask for help from the Sky Continent." A monk looked panicked and frantically struck the war bell.

"it's useless."

A female cultivator held her head in her hands, her face full of despair, "Even if we call for help, it will be too late. Facing an enemy of this size, we will be wiped out in an instant."

"After they deal with us, they will rush into the Sky Continent, and then the entire Sky Continent will be devastated."

"Why is this happening?"

"Seeing that the rotation is about to happen tomorrow, why does this happen to me?"

"quiet--"

A low shout came from the fortress, ringing like thunder deep in the hearts of the monks.

The quasi-emperor's pressure exploded, and the stars swayed.

The chaotic scene suddenly became audible.

A third-level quasi-emperor walked out of the human war fortress.

He flew into the starry sky, hovering 10,000 meters above the fortress, and looked up at the battleships with an unprecedented serious look on his face.

the other side.

In the Demonic War Fortress, a third-level quasi-demon emperor also appeared.

"The Sky Continent ahead is forbidden to outsiders."

The strong men of the third heaven of the human race circulated the quasi-emperor's true energy, and the sound surged out and spread thousands of miles away.

The monks in the two war fortresses were ready for a desperate fight.

However, to everyone's surprise.

The million battleship group actually stopped.

"This is the Sky Continent?"

In the center of the battleship group, on a huge main ship made of vines, a beautiful and mature voice came out.

The quasi-emperor of the human race frowned, "What is your purpose here?"

"If you want to trigger a war, Tianqiong Continent will accompany you to the end."

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