I just proved the myth of Da Luo, you slaughtered my human race?

On the top of the mountain, countless gazes stared at the sky, everyone's brows were filled with worry.

At this moment, thunder rumbled in the sky, and an occasional flash of lightning made people's eyes hard to open and their expressions horrified.

Compared to this powerful Lei Jie, who was still absorbing the aura of heaven and earth to strengthen himself, Xuandu's figure seemed thinner and thinner.

Comparing the two, it is a perfect interpretation of what it means to send a mayfly to the world, a drop in the vast ocean.

Such a huge gap will inevitably make people feel uncontrollable doubts, asking whether Xuandu can survive after the thunder calamity.

"Patriarch, with your cultivation, you must be able to easily help Xuandu survive the thunder disaster, right?"

A young human race boy on good terms with Xuandu looked worried and looked at Lei Ze with full expectation, hoping to get a positive answer from the latter.

However, the answer Lei Ze gave was a wordless shake of the head.

This was not because he was unwilling to act for the safety of Xuandu, but because the thunder tribulation this time was too unusual.

Even if the Tribulation Formation in the sky has not yet formed, Lei Ze can clearly feel that behind the thousands of dark clouds, there is an extremely terrifying hidden power.

If he forcibly strikes, what comes back will definitely be a runaway force of this force.

At that time, not only will it not be of any help to Xuandu, but it will be counterproductive, causing the power of Thunder Tribulation to skyrocket, and personally pushing Xuandu to a place where there will be no redemption!

"Why does this son have my blood on him?"

Prince Lin let out a sigh, and turned to look at the group behind him.

Soon, he suddenly realized.

The unicorn blood on Xuandu's body must have been given by the saint master!
However, where did the saint master get so much and such pure unicorn blood?
Looking at the puzzled Prince Lin, Jai Zi on the side showed an unkind smile.

"Second brother, what's going on, tell me about it?"

Ba Xia leaned over and whispered.

After a while, under Yazi's voice, Zulong's nine sons all burst into laughter.

"Fellow Daoist, do you also know something inside?"

After hearing the news, Di Jiang and others rushed over to look at Kong Xuan who was holding back his laughter.

"Hahaha, Prince Lin took a trick and was tricked by the holy master."

Under Kong Xuan's explanation, the Twelve Ancestors couldn't help laughing.

But having said that, Master Shengshi has been away for half a month, why hasn't he returned yet?
"Shituo Ridge is at least hundreds of millions of miles away from Buzhou Mountain, and the Saint Master has dispersed all his cultivation. It is normal that it will take some time."

The sound is heard first and the person arrives later. The person who came was the three brothers Lu Ya.

They were instructing the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals to practice in the Heavenly Court, but when they noticed the special thunder tribulation, they set off immediately and came to the ancestral land of the human race.

"Xuandu is the pride of the human race, even if the saint master is not there, we can't just ignore it!"

After all, Di Jun directly cut through the palm of his hand, and the golden crow blood of the saint level flew up, rushing towards Xuandu.

"Stinky Bird said it well!"

Di Jun laughed, and also sacrificed his own blood, rushing towards Xuandu.

Kong Xuan and Ying Long on the side looked at each other, and they also held up their palms, condensed a cloud of dragon and phoenix blood, and threw it at Xuandu in midair.

Immediately, the four supreme bloodlines collided into the sky, bursting out with incomparable extreme coercion, exuding an unprecedentedly powerful primitive aura.

Seeing this scene, Xuandu was moved and gave everyone a thankful look.

Afterwards, the unicorn tattoo was shining brightly, combined with the blood of its own innate human race, intertwined with the essence and blood of the four races.

All of a sudden, at the center of the blood, strands of indescribable power began to bloom, attracting golden lotus blossoms, bursting with rays of light!
"melt!"

Xuandu yelled violently, clasped his hands together suddenly, and constantly promoted the fusion of the six races of gods and blood with the powerful mana in his body.

He knew that this was a supreme opportunity that belonged to him.

Once he can fuse the essence and blood of the six races into himself, he will gain unprecedented absolute power and the terrifying potential to subvert all living beings!
But is it really that simple?

Whether it is the three clans of dragon, phoenix, kylin, or two clans of lich, they are all overlords of heaven and earth in different periods.

The blood of their five races is born with a rebellious nature, unwilling to submit to others.

What's more, Xuandu is a human race, the lowest of all races.

Even with Lu Chen's efforts, the status of the human race has been significantly elevated, but the gap is still the gap.

It is even more difficult to let the blood of the race dominate and dominate the overbearing divine power of the blood essence of the other five races!
However, even knowing this, there was no one present who extended a helping hand to Xuandu at this time.

On the contrary, the pointers and encouragements that should have been given have all become urgings from everyone.

"Xuandu, your Golden Immortal Thunder Tribulation is about to take shape, and you don't have much time left!"

"If you can't complete the blood fusion before then, then go to the end under Lei Wei!"

"I won't intervene in your lightning tribulation, life or death depends entirely on your own power!"

"If you fail to cross the tribulation today, even if you are lucky enough to save your life, you will no longer be able to call yourself a human race in the future, do you know?"

Suddenly, a frosty voice sounded, ending everyone's intimidation.

Looking back, in the distant sky, there is a huge figure of a roc flying towards it at an extremely fast speed.

On the top of Peng's head, the person standing there is Lu Chen!
"Welcome to the triumphant return of the Saint Master!"

Lei Ze, who was the first to come back to his senses, bent down and cupped his hands, offering a great gift.

"Welcome to the triumphant return of the Saint Master!"

Immediately afterwards, people from the other clans also shouted loudly.

Looking at the many powerful and orderly alliances of the six races under their feet, the Golden Winged Roc was immediately dumbfounded.

The situation described by Chase Lu on the way is different!

What kind of gathering place for mobs? If they are all mobs, then which power in the Great Desolate Continent dares to call themselves superior?
Furthermore, are these monks too strong?

"Lord Saint Master, do you still count on what you said earlier?"

The golden-winged roc suddenly remembered Lu Chen's promise to himself.

As long as he is willing to settle the feud with the Feng clan, then give him the title of elder of the six clans.

"That's natural, I always say what I say!"

Lu Chen nodded.

"Well, to show sincerity, the poor are not stingy!"

After finishing speaking, the golden-winged roc flicked its fingers, and golden blood the size of a bowl shot out immediately, and finally stopped in front of Xuandu.

Looking at the fiery blood essence of the roc in front of him, feeling the power of super speed hidden on it, Xuandu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly cupped his hands in the direction of the golden-winged roc to thank him.

"You have a heart."

After complimenting Dapeng, Lu Chen looked serious, and looked at Xuandu in the distance, "Use the essence and blood of my family as a guide, and melt the essence and blood of the six races!"