Chapter 2110

In the Deathly tower door, a foot stepped out.

Soon, a middle-aged man in a Chinese robe appeared in front of the crowd.

The middle-aged man has long hair and shawl. His facial features are exquisite. There is a small black spot between his eyebrows. The black spot always rotates like a whirlpool. From the appearance, the middle-aged man is not particularly outstanding.

The middle-aged man's eyes were slightly closed and he said nothing.

The middle-aged man in front of him is a small building adult of the undead clan. Among the undead, the status is only second to that of the undead!

And in front of it, those undead strong still kneel on one knee, head slightly low.

After a long time, the middle-aged man opened his eyes.

His eyes, one black and one green, are different from other undead people. The other undead people have two black pupils, but he has one eye pupil which is blue.

At this time, the man in the small building whispered, "get up!"

Hearing this, those undead people in front of him stood up one after another. These people looked very respectful. This respect was from the bottom of my heart, without any fraud.

"What happened to the universe?" Xiaolou suddenly asked.

The master immediately clasped his fist at the small building, and then said: "the universe of the universe, only the Protoss and the land of virtual spirit are the remaining evils of the hundred tribes of the universe. As for the protoss, their subordinates made a deal with the patriarch. The other side helped us to deal with the Yang Ye of the Xuling land. After all, they only have about 100000 people, which is of little use to the undead clan! "

The building shook his head slightly, "you are wrong!"

Smell speech, the source teacher's face changed, quickly knelt down on one knee, and at this time, the small building right hand waved, a force to hold up the source teacher to kneel down.

The small building looked at all the people in the field, and then said, "there is no need to kneel down and kneel in the future. It is not necessary to see the clan leader. In my undead people, although there is a sense of superiority and inferiority, there is no need to kneel down to reflect the dignity and inferiority, which is meaningless. "

The crowd hesitated for a moment, and then said in unison, "order!"

At this time, the small building walked slowly towards the distance, "I said you were wrong, not that you let go of the protoss that hundred thousand people were wrong. What's wrong is your idea. If I want to destroy the Yangye of Xuling land, why should I use the power of outsiders? Whenever I am a undead, I must understand that we can only rely on ourselves. "

"I understand!" That's the source.

Xiaolou said: "the strong never place any hope on others. You need this kind of mood."

Speaking of this, he stopped, and then said: "when the universe collapsed, my undead can come out of it alive, relying on the sacrifice of our ancestors, we can only rely on ourselves."

"I'll remember that!"

In the field, the crowd said respectfully.

The building nodded slightly, and then said, "the Yang Ye of the Xuling land is actually a genius, but unfortunately, it is not my people."

The source teacher said in a deep voice, "now, do you want to fight against the land of Xuling?"

"No hurry!"

"Take me to see the youth training camp."

"Come with me

At this time, a middle-aged man stood up, this middle-aged man, is the immortal one of the three sages. It is also the first of the three virtuous teachers.

Under the guidance of the Heavenly Master, the man of the small building came to the outside of the city. In a deep mountain outside the city, a series of roars came from the mountain.

In the deep mountains, there is a plain. The plain is not very big. It is only tens of thousands of feet round. It is surrounded by mountains.

There are nearly ten thousand people on this plain.

Most of these people are children. They are 15 or 16 years old, and some are in their teens.

Very young.

Although young, but these young faces, is full of perseverance and cold. They look alert, two people in a team, back to back, constantly scanning around.

On the top of the mountain, the building and the Heavenly Master beside him looked down quietly.

At this time, the Heavenly Master's right hand was up.

"Roar!"

A roar of anger suddenly resounded from the plain. In a flash, dark shadows suddenly crossed the sky and rushed into the crowd.

Ferocious!

These black shadows are the monsters of the undead.

These ferocious directly toward the children below, and in the face of these ferocity, those young children have no fear in their eyes. These children, in groups of two, fought back to back against those ferocious, and those ferocious did not show any mercy. However, if you look closely, you will find that these ferocious will take priority over those who have obvious fear in their eyes.

Soon, over the plains, people were dead. However, they are all in the minority.

On the top of the mountain, the man in the small building suddenly said, "how long have they trained?"

The teacher said, "when they are six years old, they will be brought here. The most, seven years, the least, about a year.""What about the mortality rate?" Xiaolou asked again.

The Heavenly Master said in a deep voice, "high. At the beginning, there were about 30000 people here. Now, there are only less than 10000 left. When they are fully grown up, I think it will be less than 5000. "

Speaking of this, he hesitated, and then said, "Lord Xiaolou, do you need to reduce the mortality rate?"

Xiaolou shook his head. "It's better to die in one's own hands than in others' hands."

Speaking of this, he looked down, "at the moment, their fate is in their own hands. In the future, their fate is likely to be controlled by others. Just like the thousands of cosmic creatures, they did not work hard, so that now life and death are controlled by the undead. Do you want the life and death of our next generation of undead to be controlled by others? "

The master bowed his head slightly, "I understand!"

At this time, the bottom suddenly calm down, those ferocious have all left.

On the plain, those young girls were exhausted one by one, but no one sat down. In their eyes, they were still full of vigilance.

Because here, you have no idea when those ferocity will appear!

Be on guard!

They need to be on guard!

At this time, the small building appeared below. At this moment, all people's eyes fell on the small building.

I don't know!

When the teacher fell by the side of the building that day, the young girls all knelt down in a moment, but in a flash, they were dragged up by a force.

The eyes of these young girls were full of confusion.

At this time, the small building took a step forward, "you remember, you don't need to kneel down to anyone, let alone to the patriarch. The people of my undead clan can't have the slightest servility. You can respect the strong, but you can't fear the strong. The strong are not to be afraid, but to defeat. "

In front of the small building, the young girls looked at each other, and then they looked at the Heavenly Master on one side, who said in a deep voice, "this is the master of the small building!"

Little building lord!

Hearing the teacher's words, the crowd in the field was instantly boiling. All the young girls' eyes looked at the small building. In their eyes, they were fanatical and excited!

In the undead, Xiaolou is a legend.

He and the leader of the undead are the pillars of the undead. They have made great contributions to the development of the undead. Of course, that's not the main reason. The real reason is that the story of the old man in the small building.

Like all the undead, this man in the small building entered the Shura hell at the age of six, and he left the hell at the age of seven, because at that time, he defeated all the ferocity at the age of seven, and none of the ferocity there dared to attack him. When he was ten years old, he defeated the three sages of the undead on his own. Three years later, at the age of 13, he defeated the two elders of the undead clan at that time.

After that, among the undead, the only one who could defeat it was the old patriarch of the undead and another.

At 17, he became the youngest elder of the undead.

At that time, he was also the most likely person to become the leader of the undead, and the youngest patriarch in the history of the undead. However, for some reason, he gave up the position of the head of the undead and was willing to become the second leader of the undead.

Legend!

It can be said that this small building is a legend in the undead clan. For countless years, the young generation of the undead have regarded it as an object of worship.

At this time, the small building said: "you are the hope of my undead people in the future. The hardships you have suffered today will become the hope for the future of the undead people and the hope for the inheritance of the undead."

Speaking of this, he looked up at the gray sky and said, "I know that many of you must have resentment in your heart when you watch one person fall next to you. Don't complain or hate. The world is cruel. Today, we are not cruel to you. In the future, you will face more cruel things. I would rather kill you with my own hands than die in the hands of others

"I'd rather die than die!"

In the field, nearly ten thousand young girls roared in unison, the sound was like thunder, shaking the world.

Xiaolou nodded slightly, with a touch of comfort in his eyes. He slightly turned his head, "although they need to be tempered, these seedlings also need our care."

On that day, the teacher said in a deep voice: "I understand that all the martial arts classics of my undead clan, including the martial arts skills obtained from other clans, can be practiced. The three of us dare not be slack in their teaching."

"Good!"

Xiaolou nodded and was about to speak. At this moment, he suddenly turned his head. Not far from the sky, a middle-aged man in a cloud white robe stepped slowly into the air.

In the middle-aged man's waist, holding a long sword.

Seeing this man, the small building eyes suddenly slightly narrowed up.

And around the undead strong look dignified, the other side can quietly come here, this has been enough to prove everything.By the side of the building, the master's right hand was slowly clenched. However, the building shook his head, "you are not his opponent!"

The voice falls, he is already in the air that middle-aged man hundred Zhang place position.

Two people are far away from each other!

The small building looked at the sword on the waist of the middle-aged man, and then said, "what do you call it?"

The middle-aged man's right hand gently touched the sword handle on his waist, "sword clan, xiaoyaozi."

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