Therefore, the word "trap" immediately came to his mind.
A pleasant fragrance permeates the air... What kind of trap could this be?
Eunuch Zheng was somewhat puzzled, his eyes fixed intently on the third dimension that was about to open.
"Strictly prohibit anyone from going up!"
"Especially those at the semi-saint level!"
"Eunuch Zheng said in a deep voice."
He knew that this third dimension was probably not simple!
What if a half-saint level expert disobeys orders and rushes out?
This is a tremendous loss for the human race.
And that guy... he'll probably be angry!
Therefore, Eunuch Zheng ordered that the semi-saint level experts supervise and urge each other on.
Going there is strictly prohibited!
Otherwise, if the King of Hell gets angry, these people will be in trouble!
Eunuch Zheng had been taught a lesson, and as long as the orders weren't too outrageous, he basically obeyed the Emperor's orders.
Therefore, as soon as the fragrance began to fill the air today, Eunuch Zheng immediately ordered everyone to prepare.
Going alone is strictly prohibited!
at the same time.
The myriad races hidden in the void slowly emerged.
He glanced at the humans who dared not appear in the distance and shook his head.
"Humans are becoming more and more cowardly."
"In the past, no matter what, they still dared to enter the third dimension to compete with us for an opportunity!"
"Now that you're standing so far away, it seems you really don't want to enter the third dimension?"
A powerful figure from all races stood with his hands behind his back, his confident demeanor exactly the same as that of the Eastern Heretic King who possessed a physical body.
He was also a semi-saint, and he also looked down on the human race.
"That's hard to say. In the past, although the human race was stationed closer, they still didn't enter the battlefield of the heavens until several days later!"
"At that time, they will seize some rare and precious materials from us that they cannot digest in the short term, and their gains will be considerable!"
Another half-saint from all races spoke up with slight disapproval.
Humans have always been cunning; whether they won't come or not remains to be seen!
It's really too early to talk about this now!
Who knows, this might be one of the Thirty-Six Stratagems of the Human Race!
The myriad races have suffered many losses due to these so-called Thirty-Six Stratagems!
Therefore, cautious and powerful individuals from all races generally do not easily trust humans.
Powerful beings from all races flocked to the third plane.
Anyone who has participated in the Battle of the Heavens can immediately see the anomaly of this third plane.
Two hours at most.
This third plane can accommodate powerhouses at the demigod level.
In fact, many clans have already sent their mid- to low-level experts there!
At this time, the plane is unstable, and even mid- to low-level powerhouses are at risk.
However, in their eyes, such powerful individuals are no different from consumables.
Let it be consumed.
Even if we don't bring back any intelligence, it's fine!
These are all irrelevant matters!
However, if they could glean even a little intelligence, it would be a sure win for all races!
After all, knowing in advance is a sure-fire way to make money for all races.
"Let's hope it's a big success!"
"It wasn't for nothing that we waited so long!" The powerful demon gazed at the third plane.
This time, the demon race was very well prepared.
Although there weren't as many powerful demons as the demon race, there was one who was about to enter the Saint realm.
Therefore, the demon race also wants to make a great gain this time!
After all, someone has already demonstrated the power of the Saint Realm!
suddenly.
From that third dimension, whose appearance was indistinct, a figure emerged.
The figure looked radiant and glowing.
He was chewing something, and his spiritual energy was gushing out like an inexhaustible spring.
One after another, they sprout up.
Upon seeing this, the powerful figures from all races immediately knew that this guy had likely obtained a remarkable opportunity as soon as he entered!
But.
This opportunity is too easy!
This guy only went in for ten minutes, and he couldn't wait to run out?
What exactly happened that made him so anxious?
As everyone wondered, a powerful figure immediately spoke up, "Which race are you from?"
"What did you see?!"
The one who spoke was a powerful member of the demon race. The demon race is a major race, even though they had slightly lost face this time.
But that doesn't change their arrogant and domineering attitude.
He then addressed the powerful figure.
The powerful man held up a half-eaten peach, excitedly proclaiming, "Peach!"
"There are peaches!"
"There are countless peaches throughout the entire secret realm! There are nearly a thousand acres of peach trees of all sizes!"
The demon's eyes narrowed, or rather, all the semi-saints of the myriad races were stunned.
It's here!
It really happened!
The legendary secret paradise of the Peach Garden!
Thousands of acres of peach orchards, tens of thousands of flat peaches, each with different health benefits!
However, such secret realms usually only appear in legends, and the last time one appeared was tens of thousands of years ago!
Now, this secret paradise of peaches has reappeared!
"Bring me the peaches!"
The demon expert reached out and pulled the other expert towards him.
This powerful figure is probably not from any major clan.
Otherwise, they would have been ostracized by the demons long ago!
It is clearly a small tribe.
He knew that his clan wouldn't stand up for him, and it was even possible that they were afraid of retaliation from the demons.
That's why I haven't spoken up yet.
The powerful demon took the peach in his hand, sniffed it gently, and tore off a small piece of flesh.
Put it directly into your mouth and start tasting it.
After a long pause, he slowly spoke and gave his conclusion.
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