Chapter 467

Just out of the abyss, Zimo couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "brother Tiange, how many people are there in your Protoss?"

Tiange frowned slightly and said seriously: "you Zilin people are the vassal of our Protoss... You should call me... Tiange!"

Purple Mo listen to this burst of speechless.

It's not easy to say anything, but it's still Tiange.

However, this man's cultivation is not low, which is equal to his.

"It was my carelessness, Lord Tiange."

Zimo changed her name.

Tiange then said, "there are still 100 Protoss."

"A hundred people..."

The purple Mo heart clapped a sound.

What can a hundred people do?

If you can't count on tiancang, maybe Zilin will be forced to attack Zhanshen city.

"How many real kings are there?"

"Ten real kings, there are more than 50 incarnations!"

Tiange made no secret and said what he knew.

"Ten real kings..."

Zimo expression some tangled.

This figure is very subtle. If these ten real kings are stronger, they can try to find out the details of Ares city.

But if the strength is weak, the city of Ares may not need to use any big killers.

Thinking of this, he took out a message token and told the patriarch that there were only 100 people left in the tiancang clan.

……

On the other hand, after the king of Zilin got the news, he immediately sent it to several other clan leaders.

"A hundred people..."

Red blood city, red yuan heard this data, face some not very good-looking.

Although he thought that the tiancang people probably didn't grow up, after all, they didn't have the Holy tree, and they didn't bring much resources at the beginning, so they really multiplied. Without resources, their strength was limited.

But I didn't expect that there were only 100 people left.

How to attack ares city?

Not even if there are ten real kings.

There are too few people, and the aura is too weak.

After thinking for a moment, he contacted several vassal races to go to the meteorite abyss.

These vassal races were originally under the command of the Jinyang people, but later they all took refuge in the red blood people.

Now it's time to make the most of it.

Together with these vassal races, tiancang tribe has more than ten real kings. On the whole, should it be able to compete with human beings on earth?

The two sides are evenly matched. Ares city will definitely use that weapon, otherwise it will cause heavy casualties.

Of course, the premise is that ares still has the big killer.

……

After everything is arranged here, Zimo begins to take Tiange to observe the "situation" on the moon.

First, they went to the battlefield where the red blood and green eyes were fighting, and then they went to the ruins of the main city of Jia.

After that, I went to the vicinity of Ares city and saw all kinds of technological products of Ares city from a distance.

Finally, I returned to the territory of Zilin and met with the senior officials of Zilin.

And from the beginning to the end, Tian Ge was a dull expression, which made the king of purple forest helpless.

But fortunately, after reading all this, the day Ge letter purple Mo previous words.

Purple Mo dare not neglect, and quickly took him to the meteorite abyss.

……

This time, Tiange went down alone. About five minutes later, there was some movement in the abyss.

Then nearly a hundred tiancang people flew out together.

These 100 tiancang people are ragged and pale. What's more terrible is that many of them are physically disabled.

Especially the old man, who was the leader, had all his limbs cut off, leaving only his upper body floating quietly in the air. It looked really human.

Purple Mo light vomited a breath, at the same time subconsciously backed back a few steps.

What kind of protoss is this? The ghosts who come out of hell are not so shabby.

However, apart from those old tiancang people, others are quite healthy.

But most of them were as dull as that day, as if they had no feelings.

How effective these people can be remains to be discussed."If the so-called Protoss is not born again, it may be extinct without any sound."

The secret way in purple Mo's heart.

……

"I haven't been out for 90 years... Hoo, the air outside is still so fresh."

Only the upper body of the old man looked up at the blue sky, eyes flashing tears.

Several other elders also raised their heads, greedily breathing the surrounding air.

As for those dull young tiancang people, they kept looking around, with a rare look of curiosity in their eyes.

Purple Mo dare not disturb, low head in one side silently waiting.

……

"Is king Zilin afraid to come to see me?"

A moment later, the old man who had only the upper body looked over, and his tone was a little joking.

Zimo knew that he was the master of the old voice in the abyss.

According to the information provided by the patriarch, this existence is likely to be the second strongest of the tiancang people.

Although his limbs were exhausted, he was a powerful six step real king at the beginning. The heads of several major clans had to be respectful when they saw him.

Now, although it has been like this, and has been trapped in the abyss for nearly a hundred years, the strength of wubuzhenwang should still exist.

In the face of such existence, Zimo didn't dare to neglect and bowed to respectfully say: "Lord Tianlun is joking, but there are many people of red blood and green eye people staring at every move of our Zilin people.

So we don't dare to send out a large team at will.

If not, the patriarch will surely bring the whole clan to this meteoric abyss to welcome the birth of the protoss elders! "

"Oh? Do you mean to attack human beings on earth, and the Zilin will not participate in it? "

The king asked with a smile.

Zimo waved her hand again and again.

"It's not like that. The patriarch left some backhand outside a long time ago.

It won't be long before they get here.

They will be at the disposal of the protoss adults. "

"How many people, what strength?"

Asked one of the elderly men with broken arms in the crowd.

"Among the tens of thousands of people, there are four real kings and nearly 100 incarnations!"

The purple Mo one face answers a way solemnly.

The old man's face softened when he heard the words.

Since the Zilin people have come out with so much strength to go with them, it should not pit them.

Zimo seemed to be afraid that the Cang people would not believe it these days. He added: "don't worry, you Protoss elders! What I said before is true!

It's true that human beings on earth have mastered two holy trees. Their strength is so weak that they don't even have a five step real king. It's true!

If they had not been so weak that they could be destroyed at any time, the red blood people and the blue eye people would not have been fighting there slowly, and we would not have such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! "

King Tianlun nodded slightly.

Zimo was not enough, and swore in the name of his ancestors that what he had just said was true.

In fact, what he said is true, so there is no psychological burden to swear.

It's just that he didn't mention that humans might have "big killers.".

"Well, boy, we believe you."

Tianlunwang said faintly, then turned his head and looked into the distance.

The old man with broken arms also looked to the horizon, and his expression became very excited.

"Boy, the people you are talking about are coming!"