Cultivator In Martial God World

"Master, Cheer Senior Sister has been missing for a long time." After a long silence, Zhu Xinghe took the lead.

"Oh, how do you say?" Yang Xuan's eyes were cold.

"Master, to be precise, Queer Senior Sister has not received any information for five years." Shen Fu said with a solemn expression, "For example, it is big today, but because of the Master, Great Shen and Immortal Sect were in Monarch Overlooking The Whole World in Secular and Cultivation World respectively. An order was given that the world do not dare not obey, but it is strange that since five years ago, we have lost the news of Queer Senior Sister. No matter how we searched, we couldn’t find any clues."

Zhu Xinghe hesitated and said: "We also guessed whether the Senior Sister is already..."

"She is not dead." Yang Xuan said indifferently.

On Que'er, there is a spiritual imprint left by him. If Que'er dies, he will know immediately.

Yang Xuan's words, Zhu Xinghe certainly did not doubt, saying: "Master, dísciple is incompetent, only the place where the Senior Sister appeared last is the sea of ​​death in the north."

Yang Xuan nodded, which means you know.

Since the spiritual imprint on his body did not break, it means that Xiao Qiao'er is not life-threatening, maybe just hiding somewhere cultivated.

"Okay, you go to do your job. By the way, withdraw all the people who are fighting Monster Race." Yang Xuan stood up and said indifferently.

"Yes!" The two agreed without the slightest hesitation.

They did not ask Yang Xuan how to deal with Monster Race, but since the Master agreed to take the shot, there is no problem.

Leaving Great Shen, Xiong Wuji, who was next to Yang Xuan, looked at the direction of Yang Xuan's flight, and asked suddenly: "Master, are you going to Myriad Demons City?"

Yang Xuan nodded.

Xiong Wuji scratched his head and begged: "Master, Monster Race made a big mistake, but all this is the order of the damn Flood Dragon spirit, Master, you don’t kill Monster Race to the last one."

Yang Xuan laughed blankly: "Who said I would kill Monster Race to the last one?"

Xiong Wuji scratched his head again and asked Said: "Then Master, who are you?"

"Set it forever." Yang Xuan indifferently said: "Although I can prevent Monster Race from fighting humans this time, what will happen after I leave? It's a long time. , The battle will break out sooner or later. It is inevitable. In that case, it is better to find another home for Monster Race."

"Another home?" Xiong Wuji's head was full of question marks.

"You just watch it." Yang Xuan didn't explain, and stopped above Myriad Demons City.

Today, Myriad Demons City is no longer what it used to be. As the center of Monster Race, it occupies a very large area, and you can hardly see the end when you look at it.

In Myriad Demons City, chaos has become a mess at this time, and the right blank left after the death of Flood Dragon makes some powerful Monster Race extremely jealous.

Xiong Wuji saw that the Myriad Demons City that he had devoted himself to was in chaos, he couldn't help being furious, and rushed down without saying a word, knocking over several powerful Monster Race with three punches and two kicks.

Yang Xuan sighed.

In this regard, humans are actually not better than Monster Race.

The so-called 50 steps, a hundred steps, the history of mankind is a history of war, and no one is better than anyone.

A faint breath radiated from Yang Xuan, very light and light, but extremely clear.

The in an instant where this ethereal aura appeared, centered on Yang Xuan, began to diffuse out to all around at a very fast speed, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xiong Wuji suddenly hit a shivered, he felt that something in his body suddenly awakened.

As this feeling deepens, there seems to be a voice that seems to be hidden in the deepest part of the blood to summon him.

That is...

The power of blood.

Xiong Wuji suddenly knew what his Master was going to do.

He wants to use the power of blood to gather all Monster Races in the world here.

Monster Race comes from Yang Xuan. When Yang Xuan enchanted the first batch of Monster Races, he left a deep blood in their bodies, and this kind of power would make them Cultivation continues from generation to generation through blood.

In other words, Yang Xuan is all Monster Race True King.

He is the real Ancestor of Demons.

The chaotic Myriad Demons City gradually became quiet. The Monster Race, which had been divided into many forces, stopped fighting, and then followed the call from the deepest part of his bloodline, and knelt down towards Yang Xuan in the sky.

Ten thousand demons bow down!

Yang Xuan at this moment is the god of Monster Race.

And this is just the beginning.

In the mountains and forests thousands of miles away from Myriad Demons City, several humans are being besieged by their own Monster Race several times, in a precarious form.

But when they were in despair, the Monster Race that was besieging them stopped all together, and then turned around and left. On the contrary, several dying humans were stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do .

The same situation is happening all over the world at the same time.

For a time, all Monster Races, no matter where they are, no matter what they are doing, stopped their actions and ran directly in the direction of Myriad Demons City.

In the Great Shen Empire, it took a long time for the news to come back to his senses, and then he bowed respectfully in the direction of Myriad Demons City.

When Zhu Xinghe got the news immediately, he made the same move as the ups and downs.

They are mentally clear that all this must be done by their Master.

Yang Xuan has been standing in the sky in Myriad Demons City for seven days and seven nights, and in this short period of time, the entire Myriad Demons City, including a huge area outside Myriad Demons City, is full of all kinds of Monster Race.

There was no sound and no commotion.

All Monster Race knelt on the ground quietly, with their foreheads touching the ground, kneeling towards the Monster Ancestor and towards the god of Monster Race-Yang Xuan.

This is neither respect nor fear.

This is printed on all Monster Race in the bones, obedience in blood.

Absolute obedience!

At this moment, even if Yang Xuan asks all Monster Races to commit suicide, they will do without the slightest hesitation.

This is Yang Xuan from the very beginning, which is deeply rooted in the obedience of all Monster Race bloodlines.

Just like a written program, an established program that can only be opened by Yang Xuan himself.

Monster Race is still continuously coming from everywhere, and this process will continue.

Finally, the Monster Races with more than 100 million are all concentrated in a huge area centered on Myriad Demons City. At this time, nearly a month has passed.

"It's time!" Yang Xuan finally spoke, and then waved gently.

In an instant, the sky was bright.

The entire world has become a vast expanse of whiteness.

All Monster Race felt like their eyes lit up. After the rays of light dispersed, they came to an empty plain.

This is the most expansive plain in Forgotten Land, enough to hold hundreds of millions of Monster Race.

At this time, Myriad Demons City has become an empty city.

Holding hundreds of millions of Monster Races into the space of Forgotten Land at one time, even with Yang Xuan's cultivation base, I feel a little bit tired.

However, he cannot rest, because next, he has more important things to do.

Ripples underfoot, Yang Xuan stepped in, and when he reappeared, he had reached the Boundless Starry Sky outside of Martial God.

After taking out the star map, he determined the coordinates again.

That was a planet that he found when he came to Martial God star very similar to Martial God star.

On this planet, the composition of the atmosphere is the same as that of Martial God, like the twin brother.

There are also a huge number of animals and plants, rich in resources, but no intelligent creatures have been born.

He just wants to relocate Monster Race to this new planet once and for all.

After determining the coordinates, Yang Xuan took a deep breath, and there was a trace of lightning behind him, and his whole person was so strangely caught in the lightning.