Chapter 935: Look

Pretty strong: "???"
Qiu Li: "???"
Mather: "???"
After hearing the words of Father Nangong, the room suddenly became silent and quite strong. Mather and Qiu Li looked at the father Nangong four aggressively.
After the atmosphere was silent, his mouth twitched and said, "Nangong, what do you say?"
Mather and Qiu Li also stared blankly at the father of Nangong.
They didn't seem to hear it before.
Killed all the galaxy-level powers of the Sharpblade Devil?
how can that be? !!
Seeing the three men's aggressive faces, the four fathers of Nangong were beautiful.
Let you underestimate our people, and you think we can't even deal with the insect tide.
We have already dealt with two of the Zerg Lairs, okay?
Really when we are joking?
Mr. Nangong said with a smile: "You three old guys have lost their minds? I said that we have killed all the galaxy-level strong men of the sharp-blade demons. Now that the defense of the sharp-blade demons is empty, we can collect the sharp-blade demons. Clan resources. "
Pretty big three: "..."
After hearing the retelling of the father Nangong again, the three opened their eyes wide and looked at the father Nangong unbelievably.
They felt a bit scalp at the moment, and their heartbeat was a little violent.
After all, it is an alliance of humankind, and the barbarians, wingmen, and regiments have naturally dealt with the sharp-blade demons, and we also know that the strength of the sharp-blade demons is stronger than the human races.
Now, the galaxy-level powerhouses of the Sharpblade Devil have been beheaded.
It's almost like dreaming!
Now, the resources of the entire galaxy-level civilization of the Sharpblade Demon Clan are placed there, and there is no one to guard it, it is a delicious cake, and it is now exuding a wonderful and seductive aroma!
The atmosphere was silent again, and Mather's elegant breath ceased to exist again. His original Qingyue voice was a little trembling, and he said, "Brother Nangong, are you serious? No kidding?"
Nang Dazhuang and Qiu Li also stared at the father of Nangong. They were afraid they were joking.
Father Nangong saw the three people's expectation, and his face suddenly became serious: "Naturally, you are serious. You also know how many eyes are staring at the resources in this race after the top power of a race is completely destroyed. Our clan is now close, and the news has not yet spread. It has an advantage, but if we are only one race, we have some weak strength. Since it is good, it is naturally given to the alliance. "
As he said, he smiled: "How? Come?"
After hearing the words of Father Nangong, the three eyes flickered brightly: "Come!"
The three answered without hesitation.
Just kidding, how can such a good thing not come?
After hearing the answers from the three, Father Nangong said with a smile: "Since so, let's talk about the division."
After hearing the words of Father Nangong, the three looked at each other, and then grinned and said, "This time things are a bit big. I have to report to the patriarch."
Mather returned to grace again, and he smiled and said, "I'm going to inform our king."
Qiu Li also smiled: "I'm going to inform our elders too."
Father Nangong has no accident, just nodded with a smile: "Okay."
This kind of cooperation has been carried out many times by the four clan alliances, just like the ruins of the last clan clan.
It is precisely because of the good division rules when cooperating that the four-ethnic alliance has been very good until now. After all, each race is for the better development of its own race, and it should be allocated.
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Barbaric ancestor, barbaric star.
In a room in the Temple of the Savage that was the same as the base of the Martial Star, quite large and strong left the silver platform.
He took a deep breath, rubbed his flushed face with excitement, and grinned: "Look, the Terran is really making big hair this time!"
Then, his body disappeared and he rushed out of the room.
In the main hall of the Barbara Temple, the door of the main hall is tens of meters high. In the main hall, there are five barbara statues wearing roaring armor and screaming with their heads raised. Although these statues are still and do not look like living things, they are faint Out of terror.
Before the statue, a huge figure sat cross-legged and was practicing with closed eyes.
At the door of the main hall, a very strong body emerged, his face became devout, and he slowly walked in.
Looking at the huge figure sitting cross-legged, he bowed with respect and salute, his original grinning voice became soft, and it seemed that he didn't want to disturb the quiet environment here.
"Patriarch, I have something urgent to report."
The barbarian patriarch slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be stars flowing in the teal eyes.
His resolute face had been wrinkled with lithography from time to time, but his breath was peaceful and thick.
He spoke slowly, his voice mild: "Big, strong, what's the rush?"
He was grinning, and his voice was still a little excited: "The human race has killed all the galaxies of the sharp blade demons ..."
"what?!"
Before the big and strong words were finished, the barbarian patriarch called out directly.
He jumped up from the futon, turned his head, opened his eyes, and looked unbelievably strong.
The atmosphere of vicissitudes of peace was long gone, and the barbarian patriarch seemed to be an irritable old man at this moment.
Looking at the fierce barbarian patriarch, he could not help but twitch his lips.
As for the patriarchs, they naturally knew very well.
Because each term of the patriarch is part-time high priest, responsible for the sacrificial work of the ancestors of the barbaric gods, so the atmosphere is generally quite peaceful.
But every time something big happens, the old man is more irritable than anyone.
Although the barbarians are relatively reckless and relatively rigid, there are not many as violent as him.
The old man is getting more and more irritable.
The Barbarian patriarch said a little impatiently: "What the is going on ?? Tell me in detail!"
Looking at the fierce barbarian patriarch, he narrowed his neck and glanced at the statue of the ancestor behind him.
When the barbarian patriarch heard the words, he suddenly stared: "Fart! I didn't say anything to a high priest. How come you have so much nonsense? Our ancestors were generous and open-minded, how could we blame the offspring for this little thing? Without scratching you, your skin is itchy again? "
Hearing the words of his family head, he felt quite tight when he was quite strong.
Not to mention that the patriarch's cultivation is still at the peak of the galaxy level, but after tens of thousands of years of accumulation, the combat power has barely reached the level of the nebula level, which he can't beat at all.
Even if I can fight, I dare not fight back.
In order not to be stunned, he quickly said: "That's the case. Today, the four people in Nangong urgently contacted our three clan, saying that they had killed the galaxy-level strong of the bladed demons. How attractive is the civilization of the strong, so the Terrans want us to collect resources together. At that time, the division of our barbarians requires you to decide. "
Hearing the words of the big and strong, the barbarian crow raised her eyebrows slightly, and groaned, and said, "How many little guys in Nangong? At that time, the weak human race has reached this point?"
His gaze looked at the void, with a bit of recollection in his eyes, and it seemed to be remembering the years when the four young lads came to Savage Star and wanted to ally with the Savages.
He looked at the barbarian patriarch with some sighs, and then grinned, "We didn't understand why you wanted to ally with the weaker people. Now it seems that your choice is always right."
How rich a galaxy-level race is, it's hard to get a human mind to calmly think of the alliance after slaying the galaxy-level strong of the sharp-blade demons.
In this wave, their barbarians actually had such a big gain without paying much, and it was definitely made in blood.
Thinking of this, quite big Zhuang smiled and said, "Yes, Patriarch, why did you think of alliance with the Terran?"
Seriously, the strength of the human race is not really strong.
Barbarians have been in the nebula class before, even if they are now a galaxy class, they are considered a strong family among galaxy-level civilizations.
The gap between the two races is not generally large.
The barbarian patriarch heard the words and remembered the appearance of the four people in his memory, grinning: "Eye."
"Look?"
Quite big and a little aggressive.
The barbarian patriarch took a big look, smiled, and did not explain.
He still remembers to this day, but the four seem to be struggling in a difficult situation, seeking a new life, and wanting to take the strong eyes of the human race.
He smiled and said, "Did those boys say those galaxy-level strong ones?"
Quite big, shook his head: "We were so shocked that we didn't ask."
The barbarian patriarch smiled slightly: "Let's go, let's discuss the problem."
Ordinary things may not require him to be a patriarch, but now it is related to the resource allocation of a galaxy-level civilization. As a patriarch, he naturally needs to be taken seriously.
At the same time that the barbarians had notified the barbarians, in the distant sky, the wings and the clans also contacted the leaders of the race.
Like the barbarians, the leaders of the wings and the clans are also shocked by the galaxy-level powers that can cut and kill the sharp-blade demons.
At the same time, they also thought about going to the communication room, planning to discuss the issue of allocation.
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Shen Wuxing, cultivation building.
In the gathering room, Lu Ze slowly opened his eyes, and a red streamer flashed in his eyes.
Because now his magical powers and magical skills have been promoted to a satisfactory level. For the time being, he does not need to feel the magical powers and magical powers. Naturally, he fully promotes cultivation.
After having breakfast, he practiced with a drop of red spiritual fluid, and has not absorbed it until now.
He looked at the time and found that it was evening.
Lu Ze stood up and stretched himself.
Go for dinner ~
Just then, Lu Ze's body froze and thought of something.
Did he miss lunch? !!
Lu Ze suddenly showed a look of remorse.
Ah, this cultivation!
I did n’t eat a meal!
No, wait until you eat more and make up for it.
Lu Ze thought of this, and suddenly showed a smile again and again and walked out of the room.
In the lounge, Nangong Jing and Qiuyue and Sha are sitting next to the bed. They were not used up before taking out. Now the effect is not too good. Hey stuff.
After seeing Lu Ze come in, the two looked over and smiled at Landing Ze.
Lu Ze smiled and squeezed between the two, feeding with the two.
When Nangong Jing and Qiuyue and Sha saw Lu Ze's cheeky look, he rolled his eyes and then leaned into his arms ~ EbookFREE.me ~ A moment later, Alice, Lu Li and Lin Ling were all three Come in with the food.
"Let's eat!"
The three of Lu Ze's eyes suddenly lighted up and came to the table to help set the tableware.
Because he did not eat at noon, Lu Ze ate more.
When they had dinner, everyone was leaning on the sofa, and they were satisfied.
After taking a break, Lu Ze said with a smile: "Okay, we have enough to eat and drink, we should go to the jungle! Otherwise, our training resources are not enough, let alone feed me."
When they heard Lu Ze's words, everyone was stiff, and they remembered the pain of being eaten yesterday, and they all responded with an inexorable expression: "Yes ~~"
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