Chapter 130 Zerg Army

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"I don't have much time left. When do you plan to start?"

The restriction at the door was triggered.

Qianmian knew someone was coming, and asked anxiously.

"When will the Star Devouring Zerg messenger who came to pick you up arrive?" Chu Xiu frowned and pondered.

"About five days later."

"Tell me the coordinates of the Demon Temple."

"The coordinates of the Demon Temple are..."

After saying that.

Qianmian interrupted the secret method, raised his hand and waved, and put all the magic tools into the storage space.

He turned his head and looked around to make sure nothing was missed.

He stood up and pushed the door open.

Sure enough.

There was a demon standing at the door at this time.

"What's the matter?" Qianmian frowned, and his tone was very unhappy.

Damn, do you still have a little personal space?

The demon smiled awkwardly and apologized: "Don't blame me, Lord Bahar, I am also following orders."

Qianmian snorted heavily, turned back to the room, and slammed the door shut.

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The human race temple.

The thunder tribulation roared continuously in the void for millions of miles, as if the whole sky was about to collapse.

Some people were undergoing the tribulation, and there were quite a few of them.

The monks were already used to this situation.

In the temple square, three old men were chatting together, and they didn't even look at the thunder tribulation in the sky.

"Who are the people who are undergoing the tribulation this time?"

"Come from Taiyi Holy Land, Demon Clan Butterfly Mountain, Endless Sword Domain, a total of eight monks broke through to Saint King."

"Only eight great saints broke through to Saint King together, no wonder the thunder tribulation made so little noise."

"A few days ago, two peak Saint Kings went through the Quasi-Emperor Tribulation together, and the noise was terrifying."

\"That's right, at that time, many seniors who were in retreat in the cultivation tower were alarmed.\"

A young monk who had just teleported to the human race temple passed by and was stunned when he heard the conversation between the three old men.

"That's eight great saints going through the Saint King Tribulation together, how dare you take it lightly?"

"Also, two people going through the Quasi Emperor Tribulation together? Thunder Tribulations can be superimposed, are they sure they're okay?"

The young cultivator was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

This world made him feel unfamiliar...

"You're surprised by what you've seen."

The white-bearded old man curled his lips in disdain.

"Senior, I just teleported here~" The young cultivator bowed awkwardly, "I know the magic of the training tower, but is it really okay for so many people to go through the tribulation together?"

"Aren't they afraid of failing the tribulation and dying, and thousands of years of practice being destroyed in an instant?"

"Alas, you don't know this."

"Please enlighten me, senior." The young cultivator bowed, his face full of curiosity.

The white-bearded old man stood with his hands behind his back and spoke proudly: "Our Holy Son is kind and considerate of the difficulty of our generation of cultivators in overcoming the tribulation. Therefore, he arranged a large formation around the temple, which can greatly weaken the power of the thunder tribulation. Not to mention the cultivators who have practiced for thousands of years, even if a pig comes here to overcoming the tribulation, it is impossible to fail."

Hiss——

The young cultivator took a breath of cold air, his body trembling like a sieve, his face excited, "I am a casual cultivator. Due to my limited qualifications, my cultivation level has stagnated at the middle stage of the Great Sage. By chance, I got a natural treasure and used it to force a breakthrough to the Great Sage. The late Saint stage has led to an unstable foundation. I thought I would have a hard time passing the thunder tribulation in the future, but I never thought I would see a chance of survival today. "

"Lord Chu Xiu's talent is extraordinary, and he is truly the second parent of our generation of cultivators."

"I really don't know how to repay Lord Chu Xiu."

The white-bearded old man smiled and patted his shoulder, "Young man, practice well, and fight for the Holy Son in the future, which is your best reward for the Holy Son."

"Okay, okay, when I succeed in my practice, I will work hard for Lord Chu Xiu." The young cultivator clenched his fists and swore secretly.

There are many, many passionate boys and girls like the young cultivator...

When they first arrived and stepped out of the teleportation hall of the temple.

They would occasionally meet one or two older cultivators who would introduce them to the situation here.

After a round of deception, that person would soon become Lord Chu Xiu's most fanatical worshipper.

Of course.

Which of the cultivators who can come here has not practiced for hundreds or thousands of years? They have rich life experience and are not easy to fool.

In order to fool these people more reasonably.

Chu Xiu combined his own experience in the way of the Dao and the Dao of the Array and laid a large array to subtly guide the emotions of the cultivators.

Under the guidance of the "shills", the cultivators will unknowingly become his fanatic fans.

There will be no hesitation to die for him in the future.

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The battlefield of all races, southeast of the Demon Temple, in the endless distance, over the endless desert.

A black cloud that covered the sky and the sun roared past, and the wind swept, blowing a sandstorm tens of thousands of feet high in the desert.

Countless creatures, as if seeing some terrifying existence, fled frantically, trying to stay away from the range covered by the black cloud.

Buzz buzz buzz——

Tens of thousands of humanoid insect warriors with transparent thin wings on their backs and dark bodies swooped down from the sky, as fast as afterimages, and scattered to chase these fleeing creatures.

After the slaughter.

They fluttered their wings, dragged their bloody bodies, and flew back into the black cloud.

No, if you look closely, it is not a black cloud, but an army of endless insects. Because there are too many insects, from a distance, it looks like a black cloud with no end in sight.

The Zerg warriors dragged the bloody corpses and flew to the center of the Zerg army.

There stood a dark oval-shaped insect nest about a thousand feet high and shaped like a honeycomb, with irregular holes all over its surface.

The Zerg warriors returning from hunting dragged the corpses and quickly flew into the nest through the holes.

In the southwest, in the void a million miles away.

Chu Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, watching this scene from afar, revealing a hint of contemplation.

The Star Devouring Zerg did have something, and they could actually create such an exaggerated number of Zerg warriors.

Chu Xiu roughly estimated that there were at least tens of millions of Zerg warriors here, most of whom were at the level of Little Saints, and some were Great Saints, thousands of Saint Kings, including those in the early, middle, and even ten Saint Kings in the late stage.

One person should be like this when forming an army.

"The queen is in that insect nest. Judging from her aura, she may be a queen of the insect race at the peak of the Saint King realm."

"Well, let's test her strength first."

Chu Xiu took a step forward, moved in the void, and flashed across a million miles in two flashes, blocking the front of the insect army.

The insect army was silent at first, stopped moving forward, and stared at Chu Xiu vigilantly.

A moment later.

Millions of insect warriors became manic, and a harsh buzzing sound came from their mouthparts. The sound wave was like a storm hitting the shore, shaking the world.

The sound wave shook.

Chu Xiu stood in the void, motionless, and was not affected at all.

He had a blank expression on his face, quietly looking at the insect nest in the center protected by the insect army in front of him, and said lightly: "Do you come out and surrender to me, or do I personally beat you down and drag you out."