Chapter 4546: Home hatred and hatred, which one is more serious

"The Celestial Race is very strong?"
Xiao Fan pondered for a while, still somewhat unacceptable.
A Demon Race is enough for the Human Race and the Demon Race, now there is another Celestial Race?
In Xiao Fan's eyes, the Celestial Race was the most dangerous.
The alliance of the human race and the demon race has been fighting with the demons for endless years, and both sides have suffered heavy losses.
Only the Celestial Race has always retained strength, and God knows how terrifying their overall strength has reached.
"Very strong!" Long Wujia nodded solemnly, "As far as I know, their leader-level figures used to be the immortal saint ancestor cultivation base, but for some reason, the leader suddenly became a peerless saint ancestor.
Moreover, there are many immortal ancestors under his men, and the Heavenly Venerable Realm is even more numerous. "
"Can it be compared with eternal time and space?" Jian Wusheng secretly transmitted the sound, he was too strange to the Celestial Race.
When the Celestial Race was hidden, he hadn't been born yet, and he didn't know the background of the Celestial Race.
"It can only be stronger." Xiao Fan said without hesitation, "The Celestial Race was born, and we must unify the eternal time and space as soon as possible. This is the only capital that can compete with the Celestial Race."
It is impossible to beat the Celestial Race by the Human Race and the Monster Race alone.
Even the Demon Race, it may not be strong over the Celestial Race.
Xiao Fan was very sure about this.
However, he couldn't understand a little bit, why could the Celestial Race that once alliance with the Human Race and the Demon Race not destroy the Demon Race?
"Boss, what are we going to do now?" Killing God showed worry.
The Celestial Clan was born so powerfully, obviously wanting to unify the Primordial God Realm.
Although the Endless Divine Mansion blocked the first wave of attacks, it may not be able to block the second wave. After all, the leader of the Celestial Race is a peerless Saint Ancestral Realm.
Xiao Fan pondered for a moment, and said, "Go to the White Bone Yin Mountain."
"Bone Yin Mountain?" God Killing was surprised, shouldn't he return to the endless palace?
Xiao Fan saw the idea of ​​killing the gods and shook his head: "If the White Bone Yin Mountain is destroyed, my endless divine palace is really dangerous."
Xiao Fan couldn't be more clear about the truth of lips and teeth.
"Brother Long, you should recover your injury first, then turn around and tell me what happened to the wolf killing the sky and the others?" Xiao Fan said, taking out a pill and handing it to Long Wujia.
"Brother Xiao, let's not go to Baiguyin Mountain yet." Long Wujia did not refuse, swallowing the pill in one mouthful, and sat in place to adjust his breath.
After a pause, he said: "I know that there are some small conflicts between you, Wolf Killing and Holy Spirit, but I still hope you can save them first."
"Why?" Killing God was extremely unhappy, especially Shengtianling, this guy wanted to kill his boss last time.
"Their identities are very special. As long as they are alive, the Deity Killing God and the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Valley will not perish. The Celestial Race wants to use them to blackmail the two forces.
Once they leave, people from these two forces will find ways to take refuge in them. "Long Wujia explained.
Xiao Fan pondered for a few breaths and nodded: "Okay."
"Boss." God Killing still didn't want to rescue the two, "Even if they were saved, the God Killing God Que and Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Valley have fallen into the hands of the Celestial Race, so do we still need it?"
"Of course it is necessary." Xiao Fan smiled, "The orthodoxy of the Primordial God Realm is the Human Race and the Demon Race. This is something that is rooted in the soul of every monk.
Why did the Celestial Race want to capture them alive? Isn't it because too many people are loyal to them and want to use them to rule the Primordial God Realm? "
"Actually, the Celestial Race has the biggest disadvantage."
"What?" Killing God puzzled.
"They regard themselves as lofty and above all beings, hiding like a mouse for several ages, but forgot one thing, the master of the Primordial God Realm is no longer them." Xiao Fan squinted his eyes.
"Brother Xiao is right. The Celestial Race wants to be a fisherman. They themselves don't know that they have long been forgotten by the world." Long Wujia nodded, "Moreover, they have another disadvantage."
"They have too few people, otherwise, they can completely rule the world in an instant, so why use our identity?"
Jian Wusheng and Killing God listened quietly, as if they understood a little bit, but they felt even more at a loss.
"Mouse, it will never be the master of this era." Xiao Fan's eyes were cold.
He doesn't know what the final catastrophe will change, but the Celestial Race will never become the master of this era.
Before that, he still couldn't understand why the combination of the Celestial Race, the Human Race, and the Demon Race could not destroy the Demon Race.
Hearing Long Wujia's words, he finally understood that the number of Celestial Races was too small.
Even if their methods are weird and their individual strength is strong, so what?
Compared with the hundreds of millions of monks in the human race and the monster race, the strength of individuals can sometimes be ignored.
A few days later, the four finally descended on the God of Killing.
Xiao Fan drew a gourd like this and rescued Wolf Killing Heaven.
The look of Wolf Killing Sky was complicated. He never dreamed that it was Xiao Fan who saved himself.
"Wolf Killing Heaven, are you surprised?" God Killing stared at Wolf Killing Sky indifferently. This fellow, but even the ruthless man who dug his own ancestral grave, was not pleasing to his eyes.
The wolf was silent for a long time, and finally suffocated two words from his mouth: "Thank you."
"Okay, the next two soldiers will be divided into two groups, killing the gods, killing the sword, killing the sky, you rush to Baiguyin Mountain first, and I will go to save the holy spirit with Brother Long." Xiao Fan waved his hand.
After that, Xiao Fan turned around and was about to leave, but he seemed to think of something, and looked at the wolf to kill the sky and said: "Yes, I finally saved you, you better don't die."
The corner of Wolf Killing Tian's mouth twitched, and he naturally knew why Xiao Fan wanted to save him.
After all, it was all for the Primordial God Realm.
This common goal allowed Xiao Fan to put aside his personal grievances.
However, if it was him, he really might not be able to do it like Xiao Fan.
Thinking of this, in the depths of Wolf Killing Tiantian, he respected Xiao Fan a little more.
He wanted to say something, but he found that Xiao Fan and Long Wujia had disappeared without a trace.
"Wolf kills the sky, I heard that you have the blood of the wolf ancestor, how come you were rebelled?" The killing of the gods was quite gloating.
The wolf killed the sky for a while and was silent.
"Forget it, I won't hit you anymore, but why would that Huo Lin'er take refuge in the Celestial Race?" The killing expression was solemn.
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On the other side, Xiao Fan and Long Wujia rushed to the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Valley with all their strength, and the time left for them was running out.
After freeing the Holy Spirit, they have to go to Baiguyin Mountain.
"Brother Xiao, please be worshipped by Long." Long Wujia suddenly bent down deeply.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Fan quickly helped Long Wujia up, "I don't want you to be."
"Brother Xiao can let go of grievances, for the sake of the ancient holy world, it is worth my respect." Long Wujia said with a solemn expression.
Xiao Fan sighed helplessly: "To be honest, I want to kill the Holy Spirit, but then again, what I am facing now is the hatred of the country.
With the Holy Sky Spirit, at most it is just a family feud, but with the Celestial Race, it is the hatred of the country, which is lighter and heavier, Xiao Mou has a steelyard in his heart. "