Master: This Traitorous Disciple Is Not a Holy Son

Chapter 69: The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races: The Temple of the Human Race

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Again?

What do you mean by again?

The monks of all races who stepped aside to watch the excitement looked at each other with strange expressions.

Could it be that this human race has been to the Starry Sky Square?

From what he said, he had encountered the Four-Eyed Clan before?

Four-eyed monster?

Hearing this name that is not very harmful but extremely insulting.

The four eyes on the forehead of the four-eyed creature flashed sharply, and the murderous intent around him took shape. A palm as big as a mountain pressed down on Chu Xiu.

He hated others calling their Four-Eyed Clan the Four-Eyed Monster the most.

"Human race, die--"

The strong wind blew Chu Xiu's long hair flying and his robes rustling.

Seeing this scene.

The monks of all races who were watching shook their heads and sighed.

As a four-eyed clan pride, Baha had just entered the Saint King realm, but relying on his strong body, he was enough to compete with the Saint King mid-stage strongmen.

The human race was finished.

Why did you have to provoke this fierce god? I'm afraid there won't be any dregs left!

Humans who can practice cultivation are rare.

It's a pity to kill him directly like this.

Look, is that human scared silly? He actually stood there motionless. Meow Meow said

Hey, Baha has been stared at. Even if he wants to escape now, it's too late.

Just when the monks of all races were communicating with each other.

The next scene made the monks of all races present stunned.

The young man of the human race in black robes slowly raised his head, opened his mouth, and took a deep breath while his chest rose and fell. The vitality of the heaven and earth within a thousand miles swept in.

Aww——

The deafening dragon roar came out of his mouth.

The huge palm that was slapped down with great force was instantly shaken into a handful of blood mist.

Baha's two pairs of vertical pupils shrank violently, and he felt like falling into an ice cave, his scalp was numb, and he wanted to withdraw.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Chu Xiu's seemingly casual roar had already touched the level of a half-step quasi-emperor. How could Baha, a guy who had just entered the realm of Saint King, resist it?

Baha's expression was twisted and ferocious, and his body and soul were constantly collapsing.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't.

: "No——"

After a shrill howl, his soul was completely shattered, not even a trace of it was left.

: "How could this be——"

The eyes of the monks of all races who were watching and eating melons bulged, unbelievable.

Kill Baha with a roar?

This human race is ridiculously strong!

Late Saint King? Or peak Saint King?

Could it be a half-step quasi-emperor?

Damn, the human race is too insidious, pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger!

Not good——

The humanoid creature with red hair all over his body, his face flushed, his voice trembling, as if he had seen some unparalleled horror, turned around and ran away.

The other monks hadn't reacted yet.

The sound waves swept through, and bodies exploded one by one, turning into bloody fireworks, dyeing the sky above the East City Gate red.

Chu Xiu was bathed in blood mist, his expression indifferent, and he turned his head to look at the red-haired monster who had escaped thousands of miles, with a flash of blood in his eyes.

He was locked in his gaze.

The red-haired monster froze.

Immediately, it exploded into blood mist with a bang, and was stared to death.

Chu Xiu retracted his gaze.

Slowly walked into the city.

The two stone guards guarding the city gate turned their heads and looked at his gradually receding back, thinking.

The East City Gate made a lot of noise, which attracted the attention of many powerful people in the city.

A group of powerful people from all races rushed to the sky and looked down at the direction of the East City Gate.

At a glance, they saw the human race walking into the city.

The human race, really the human race.

Chu Xiu ignored the strange looks around him and went straight to the core teleportation place of the Starry Sky Square.

: "Interesting, interesting, after Emperor Taisu, another human has come to the prehistoric world."

A brown-haired man with naked upper body, fur skirt on the lower body, muscular, and a blood-red horn on his forehead, looked at Chu Xiu's back and muttered to himself. .

It is said that only when the great trend comes, will the human race come to the Starry Sky Square.

This world is about to change!

"I don't know how strong this human race is."

A woman covered by green light smiled.

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The news of the appearance of the human cultivator soon spread throughout the Starry Sky Square.

The cultivators of all races talked about it.

Some were excited, some couldn't wait, and some watched coldly.

What's more, they directly issued a bounty order, wanting to form a team to hunt human cultivators.

Chu Xiu came to the teleportation square.

From all directions, countless malicious eyes fell on him.

Chu Xiu had a blank expression on his face, and his figure swayed. The next moment, he stood in front of the teleportation array of the battlefield of all races.

: "Is he going to the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield?"

"Hahaha, with so many people watching him, he will definitely die if he goes to the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield."

"Alas, it's a pity that I'm not strong enough and can't compete with others."

Chu Xiu waved his right hand and threw hundreds of thousands of divine stones into the groove of the teleportation array.

The teleportation array was activated.

Without any hesitation.

Stepped in.

A beam of dazzling white light shot up into the sky.

The teleportation square was in an uproar.

After that, thousands of cultivators surged in.

Most of them wanted to go to the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield and hunt down human cultivators.

A small number of weak cultivators simply followed to watch the fun.

After a while of dizziness.

Opened his eyes again.

Chu Xiu had come to a dilapidated hall.

The sight was full of ruins.

"Is this the human temple?"

Chu Xiu shook his head, "It's really dilapidated!"

Walking in the ruins.

Soon, he came to the center of the ruins.

A blue diamond-shaped crystal the size of an adult's head was suspended on the half-collapsed altar.

The crystal emitted a dim light, almost extinguished.

Chu Xiu stepped on the moss, climbed the steps, came to the crystal, slowly stretched out his right hand, and pressed it on the diamond-shaped crystal.

A row of ancient characters appeared on the surface of the crystal.

"Human Temple": Initial stage LV1 (0/10)

"Current building": Altar X1

"Status": Not activated

Do you want to activate the human temple?

Chu Xiu closed his eyes, urged the Holy King power, and poured it into the crystal.

Half an hour later.

A row of words popped up.

"The temple was activated successfully--"

"Current owner": Sequence 6 Human Chu Xiu

"Sequence six, you can take more tokens from other races or wild beasts to upgrade the temple"

"When the temple level is upgraded to LV10, you can go to the ultimate battlefield"

"After winning the ultimate battlefield and the final victory, the human race temple will appear in the world, and you can enter it to obtain inheritance and opportunities"

Chu Xiu was not surprised at all.

The old driver had already told him the rules of the battlefield of all races.

The so-called battlefield of all races is very similar to a tower defense game he played back then.

Upgrade buildings, resist monsters, recruit soldiers to fight with other temples.

When the temple level reaches level ten.

You can ascend to the ultimate battlefield through the temple teleportation array. The enemies there are the real challenge for him.

"Attention! Attention! The protection period of the temple is only three hours. The wild beasts will attack the temple after three hours. Please be prepared for sequence six"

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