Watching Mo Lianxue leave,
The master of the small tower seemed a little angry.
He vented all his anger on the many powerful gods present...
“Boom!”
A huge hand covering the sky passed through the air.
All the powerful gods who were still alive at the scene were reduced to ashes, without even a scream.
I never thought that at this moment,
"Swish~"
A ray of fire suddenly flew out from the sea of blood and corpses, enveloping Huo Miaomiao's plump body, and quickly fled towards the ancestral land...
"Fairy Fire! Could it be the descendant of that guy?"
The master of the small tower frowned in thought.
He did not stop Huo Miaomiao from escaping, but just watched quietly, wondering what he was thinking.
The field suddenly became quiet.
“Huff…”
The north wind blows,
Bringing a strong smell of blood.
In a short time.
The numerous armies of the gods that came to fight were completely destroyed, with only Moli and Huo Miaomiao escaping...
Many human cultivators present were both excited and terrified...
So excited that they won!
What frightened me was that the Lord of the Small Tower was too strong and too cruel.
Even though the Protoss army was completely wiped out, they dared not make a move...
In the end, it was Zhao Chenyang, a powerful warrior from the fourth category, who stepped forward and said hello with a smile:
"Junior Zhao Chenyang, I pay my respects to Senior Ye Xuan..."
Seeing this scene,
The pressure on Master Lingyun, Saint Master Yaoguang, Situ Kun, Jin Yuan and the others suddenly eased, and they all stepped forward impatiently, greeting respectfully:
"Greetings, Senior Ye!"
"Greetings, Senior Ye!"
"Greetings, Senior Ye!"
"Um!"
The master of the small tower nodded as a response to everyone.
Seeing this, everyone did not dare to express the slightest dissatisfaction, but instead felt a little secretly happy.
No matter what,
At least this senior is from their human race and has no hostility towards them. This is simply a blessing for the human race...
"Greetings, Senior Ye!"
At this time, Lin Feng also spoke.
The master of the small tower also intended to respond with a "yes".
Because in his eyes, the human race at the scene was not very good. In the future catastrophe, they were destined to be cannon fodder and there was no need to get involved in too much cause and effect.
But at this moment, Xiaota leaped up and said coquettishly:
"Master, his name is Lin Feng. He is the only one who has passed the seventh level of the Demon Tower and is also my best friend now..."
"Yeah?"
The master of the small tower shifted his gaze to examine Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's body suddenly tensed up.
He only felt that he was locked by a terrifying divine thought, and everything in his body, including the colorful little man deep in his sea of consciousness, was seen through by the other party!
Although he knew that the other party would not do anything to him, Lin Feng's scalp still felt numb.
powerful!
It’s really powerful!
He really had reason to suspect that the previous owner of the small tower had become an immortal, incredibly powerful...
"good!"
The Lord of the Small Tower nodded and continued:
"You are different from these cannon fodders. As long as you continue to work hard, you can be considered a player in the future catastrophe! You can compete for the opportunity to become an immortal..."
"Only I am eternal!"
Lin Feng looked determined.
"Cannon fodder? We are cannon fodder?"
However, Master Lingyun, Situ Kun, Saint Lord Yaoguang and others were no longer calm.
Afterwards, several people turned their gazes to Zhao Chenyang at the same time. The "them" that Senior Ye mentioned just now obviously included Zhao Chenyang...
What will happen in the future?
Even Zhao Chenyang can only be cannon fodder?
"Senior Ye, am I also cannon fodder?"
Zhao Chenyang asked.
"That's right... When the immortal path opens in the future, you will indeed be cannon fodder, the kind that will die tragically in unknown ways..."
The Lord of the Small Tower paused and continued:
"Of course, nothing in this world is absolute. If you want to change your destiny, you must learn to judge the situation. If you are lucky enough to follow a destined person, there may be a glimmer of hope for becoming an immortal."
"The man of destiny?"
"Every thousand years, the great fortune of heaven and earth gathers, and a person of destiny is born. This person of destiny is born in response to the immortal calamity and is blessed by heaven... If you can find this person of destiny, you can use their field to change your own destiny!"
The master of the small tower said quickly.
"Swish~"
Zhao Chenyang's eyes sparkled.
This news is so important to him!
Then,
He shifted his gaze towards Lin Feng, wondering if Lin Feng was the so-called man of destiny.
The Lord of the Small Tower seemed to see through his thoughts and chuckled:
"This kid is not!"
"Generally speaking, people with destiny are only born into large clans. They are the treasures of those clans. Before they have reached the great perfection of each realm, they will not be easily born!"
"Even someone as powerful as Little Friend Lin can't be considered a man of destiny?"
Master Lingyun couldn't help but speak out.
“Not really!”
The master of the small tower responded.
As soon as these words came out,
There was silence at the scene!
They had never heard of such a thing before, but when they suddenly heard it, their hearts were suddenly filled with anxiety.
"Okay! My time is limited... I have some things to do, so I won't say any more to you!"
The master of the small tower stretched out his right hand, directly tore the space in front of him, and stepped in with the Demon Tower.
"Senior, where are you going?"
Saint Yaoguang asked hurriedly.
"Go and visit the major God Clan. Otherwise, the deaths of these God Clan creatures today will be blamed on you. You can't bear this karma now!"
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