Chapter 453 Command Robbery

"Don't wait, we're all here."

The sound of gongs suddenly permeated the whole hall. In the blink of an eye, three figures appeared in the air. The figure in the front was like an elephant, tall and bloated, but the powerful momentum exuded, but it was like an ancient giant spirit god who came down to earth. He was the fourth universe like the mountain lord.

Behind the elephant mountain adult is a small and exquisite woman in red, who is also Miss Parrot in the seventh universe. Behind Miss Parrot is a young man in gray like a bodyguard. His eyes are extremely gloomy, but the hidden breath of energy seems to be more powerful than Elephant Mountain.

"The dark star of the eight universes, you are the youngest, but your strength is the fastest progress among us. With such potential and qualifications, I believe that if you let you practice for tens of millions of years, you can reach the sacred peak, comparable to Lord Wanzi." Qingluan is a reckless man. Although there is a strong sense of envy in his words, he is also extremely cheerful. He can say whatever he has.

The young man in gray behind Miss Parrot was very calm. He just followed the back of the parrot lightly and ignored the other saints. He directly followed the left hand side of the parrot saint.

"Well, everyone is here. I'll gather you all today to tell you a matter of life and death that is related to the future and fate." Luzi's face became serious in an instant, and his words were also deeply solemn.

"What? What's the matter..." Princess Luohai was still confused, but she suddenly realized in an instant and blurted out, "Is it, big brother, what you're saying is..."

The nine saints were all stunned. The voices that were still talking and laughing were frozen in an instant, and the space around the saint became silent. Even the dark star saint raised his long-lost head, as if he looked at the son saint reluctantly.

"Yes, that's right! Everyone knows it!" Lu Zi sighed meaningfully.

The strength has reached the sacred level, which is almost the highest level of strength in the whole universe. It is impossible to fall, and the life expectancy is almost the same as the sky. It can be related to the future and fate, life and death, so there is only one thing.

"The Robbery--"

The eight saints spoke with one voice.

The son's eyes lit up and nodded, "Yes! It is to lead the robbery. Everyone knows that the leading disaster once a trillion years is the only promotion opportunity for all our saints, and this leading robbery has been hundreds of millions of years away from one trillion years, but I got the news that it has been advanced.

"What, hundreds of millions of years, how can it be so early?" After hundreds of millions of years, so long in advance, it is no wonder that even those who have reached the level of saints do not realize it.

"I don't know either! However, the 'leader ball' of the emperor's palace of my guarding the earth sent out a colorful light, which can never be wrong. Once the leader ball emits a colorful light, it indicates that the 'leader' is coming, and it will not break out for more than a thousand years.

"Daw, damn it! I'm still a little close to breaking through to the divine mid-term strength. If I can practice for another two thousand years, I'm absolutely sure to break through, even if I give it another 1,000 years, but now, how can I face the disaster in the early period of the sacred? Miss Parrot Saint was secretly anxious.

"Don't be afraid, as long as I'm here, no one can hurt you, the parrot saint, even if you lead the robbery, I..." When the dark star was about to comfort the parrot saint, his words were suddenly interrupted by the elephant mountain saint.

"What are you, too? Dark Star, you should know that this is a leader's disaster, not to deal with ordinary divine practitioners, nor to fight with sacred practitioners of the same level, but to lead the disaster. Even the leader is likely to lose his life in the final disaster. Can you protect the parrot saint? Humph, let's think more. Let's discuss it together and see if there is any way to deal with this disaster. Under the scolding of the Elephant Mountain Saint, the Dark Star did not dare to resist, but looked at the void with extreme unwillingness, and a strong fighting spirit emanated from his gloomy eyes.

All the people became silent in an instant, and no one spoke, which was in sharp contrast to the great pressure before they came.

Luzi glanced at everyone one by one, and it was not a way to go on like this, "Alas! The leader's disaster will break out every trillion years. If we can seize this opportunity and pass it safely, then we can break through to the level of 'leadership'. From then on, we will never die... But once we can't become a leader, then we all have only one result, that is, a complete fall.

Even the holy-level strongman can only fall.

"Brother, can the successive leader's disaster only produce one practitioners and finally be successfully promoted to the leader?" Yuwen Shengzhe seldom speaks, but every time he speaks, he will ask about the key points.

"That's right." The saint is the strongest and has the longest years. In addition, a leader who guards the imperial palace in the field, he naturally knows more information than other saints.

"The leader's robbery, the news I know from the guardian's leader ball is that the leader's robbery has broken out more than 100,000 times in the whole universe in a trillion years, and in each leader's robbery, there is only one practicer who can advance and become the final winner, and break through to the realm of supreme command. ....... All the other practitioners who have not made a breakthrough have only one result, that is, death and fall.

Regardless of whether they participate in the leader's robbery or not, the identity information of all the practitioners who enter the Void City will be automatically recorded on the 'leader'. As long as there is a record in the leader, everyone else except the promoted leader after the robbery will be worn out and killed.

Promotion to leader, this is the only vitality of all practitioners--

"No, it's impossible. I made a mistake. I must have made a mistake... Obviously, there are still hundreds of millions of years. It is absolutely impossible for this leader's robbery to advance so much. It must be your mistake." Several saints roared one after another.

No one is sure of being promoted to the final realm of leadership. In the face of the choice between life and death, a good life is about to fall. They are not reconciled. Even if they have experienced countless obstacles, the saints who are already high in strength can't help but be unwilling from the bottom of their hearts.

The higher the strength, the more you don't want to die, and the more you can't accept this reality.

"It's over, it's all over."

"I'm not willing! I have just broken through to the early days of the saint, and it has been less than 100,000 years. Why, why did God do this to me? I haven't started to enjoy life yet.

"Unfair, innocent and unfair."

Originally, they reached the sacred level, and these saints could be said to be 'heaven' and 'heaven', but at this time, all the saints had a powerless feeling. In the face of the real God, they felt the cruelty of reality.

"Lord Luzi, is this news going to be announced to the public?" The saint Yuwen frowned.

Luzi nodded again and looked at his subordinates in the hall, millions of divine generals and divine practitioners. They worked hard all the way to practice, entered the void universe, then broke through many obstacles, and finally entered the empty city. But now, if they don't even know, they are ignorant. Being erased knowingly is really unfair to them.

Although their strength is not enough to survive the leadership, at least they also have the power to know the truth.

These divine generals and powerful gods in the hall are less than one ten thousandth of the practitioners of the whole Void City. There are also great practitioners in the whole Void City who do not know this. Those practitioners are really pitiful.

Just because these gods and generals in the hall in front of us are all the ministers of the emperor's palace and the pillars of the empty city. For example, some insignificant departments, such as Mingguang Mansion, Leiyun Tower, etc., the whole imperial palace is like a palace, while Mingguang Mansion and Leiyun Tower are just some of the most insignificant places in the palace. Low-level departments are dispensable.

They are not even qualified to receive information.

"Brother, you should think clearly that although it is impossible for God and God to compete for powerful saints like us, they can lead the robbery once a trillion years. No one knows whether it has anything to do with strength. In case the practitioners at the level of God Zun can also have a direct chance to be promoted to the leader, which does not make us have hundreds of millions more out of thin air. Is it a local competitor?" As soon as the words of the saint Yuwen came out, all the other saints looked at the saint.

"Hahaha." The saint laughed, stared at the crowd a few times, and then said, "Are you so unconfidence in yourself? Are you still worried about competing with those gods and generals? If it's just to have fewer competitors, I don't even have to tell you. At that time, I'm the only one who knows, and I won't be easily promoted to the leader?"

The face of the saint Yuwen changed in an instant, as if he had realized something, and his expression dimmed a little.

"Brother, why are you?" Princess Luohai was surprised. In fact, it is true. As long as the eldest brother doesn't tell them the truth about this matter today, it is likely that they will not understand what's going on until they die.

The son waved his hand and said, "Alas! Let's come with me and go to 'Leader the Ball' and have a look.

Woth!

The nine saints disappeared above the hall in an instant. When they reappeared, they had all come to a secret room in the depths of the imperial palace. The golden light flashed high door curtain with the words 'Lord Ball Palace', which was the place where the Lord had guarded for hundreds of millions of years.

As soon as they entered the leader's palace, a moving and warm breeze suddenly blew on the faces of the eight saints. Everyone felt intoxicated. Even if their strength was supreme, they seemed to lose their souls under this breeze.

And the source of this breeze is the crystal ball-shaped object in the center of the secret room.