Chapter 1774 Master is here

Every man has a share of responsibility for the fate of the human race!

These eight words, like a thunderbolt, exploded in everyone's mind.

In an instant, whether it was the headmasters, or the independent cultivators and children of the noble families who had not left, their blood surged, their faces flushed, and their eyes were burning with blazing fire.

"It turned out to be Brother Pao!" Zhang Wudi looked at Pao Zhen and said with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for more than ten years!"

"Are we familiar with each other?" Pao Zhen said coldly.

Hearing this, Zhang Wudi was not angry, but just shook his head with a smile, and then looked at the demon kings on the side: "Everyone, since the Heaven-Swallowing Array has been formed, let's take action!"

"Haha!" Zichuanhe, the demon king of the Zichuan clan, sneered: "Is the contemporary Heavenly Master going to hide in the Haoran Palace all the time?"

After hearing his words, Elder Lieyang of Longhu Mountain immediately cursed: "Bullshit, if you have the guts, go to the Haoran Palace to find the old Heavenly Master!"

"The images of the Three Pure Ones and the Dragon and Tiger ancestors are enshrined in the Haoran Palace. We can't enter, at least, we can't enter now." Hua Chunyu, the demon king of the Flower God clan, shook his head, then smiled and looked at the Haoran Palace, bowed slightly: "So, we have to trouble the old Heavenly Master to walk out of the Haoran Palace himself!"

"Oh my god, do you think we are stupid? We walked out of the Haoran Palace by ourselves, and then we were besieged by you?" Hu Zi pulled out his butcher knife, pointed at the demon king of the Flower God clan and cursed.

"No need to say more, the evildoers are here!" The gentle voice of the old Taoist priest came from the Haoran Palace, and after hearing this, the faces of the elders of Longhu Mountain and the head masters all changed. "

Old Taoist priest, you can't do that!" Someone stopped him: "Old Taoist priest, you are the strongest of our human race, and the demon clan has sent so many strong men to target you. If you have any...anything wrong, then how should our human race...be dealt with in the future?" "

Since the guests have arrived, as the host, there is no reason for me not to go out to welcome them!" The old Taoist priest smiled faintly, and then he was seen pushing the wheelchair slowly out of the Haoran Palace.

"That's right, the guests have arrived, we should welcome them!"

A powerful voice suddenly sounded, and when I heard this voice, I immediately shuddered, turned my head with wide eyes, and looked in the direction of the voice.

"Master!" I couldn't help but shout.

Not only me, but Zhang Wudi and a group of demon kings also turned their heads, but in the direction where the voice came from, there was only a thick air of death and ghosts, but no one came out.

At this time, I noticed that Master Jiemie was also staring at the ghost air. Compared with her previous dead body, I felt that there seemed to be more emotion and expectation in her eyes at this moment.

"This woman... should be the one my master has been guarding for his whole life!" I nodded secretly, and became more and more certain of this guess.

A long time ago, I knew one thing, that is, my master and Zhang Wudi have a disagreement, and the reason for this is because of a woman.

Now it seems that this woman should be Master Jiemie!

"This Master Jiemie, it seems... that my master is still in her heart?" I couldn't help but smile in my heart.

"Zhang Du'e?" Zhang Wudi narrowed his eyes and said in a cold tone: "You still like to play tricks so much. Since you are here, why don't you show up?"

"Hehe, you collude with foreign races, eat inside and outside, and you are qualified to talk to me?"

As the voice fell, there was a "whoosh", and a tall Dharma image suddenly appeared from the thick ghost energy.

The image was extremely tall, several dozen feet tall. He sat on a throne made of countless skulls, with blood-red flames burning in his eyes. He held a scroll in one hand, staring at Zhang Wudi and the demon kings.

"This is... the Judge's image!"

Someone recognized the image and exclaimed.

"It's Zhang Du'e!"

"Zhang Du'e is coming!"

"Is it Zhang General's master? My God, so handsome!"

The independent cultivators and the children of the aristocratic families who had not left were all shocked by the tall image, and all of them had shocked expressions on their faces.

"Master... so strong!" As a living ghost who condensed the Judge's Dharma Image, I was very familiar with the aura emitted by the Judge's Dharma Image. At this moment, I almost instantly sensed that the Dharma Image condensed by Master was much stronger than mine.

"I just don't know if Master can directly sentence Zhang Wubi and the demon kings to death?"

I suddenly thought so, but shook my head the next second.

The Judge's Dharma Image can indeed decide life and death with a single word, but Zhang Wubi's realm is too high, and is at the same level as my master. If my master forcibly decides his life and death, then my master will inevitably suffer a huge backlash. At the least, he will lose his combat power and need a very long time to recover. In serious cases, he may perish together with Zhang Wubi.

"The living ghost messenger of the human race?" A demon king spoke up and said in a cold voice: "The power of death has actually fallen into the hands of the human race. Ha, even if you don't come, we will also find you. This power should have been in the hands of my demon race!"

"Really? If you have the ability, then come and get it yourself!" As the voice fell, a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe and

a beard on his chin stepped out of the rolling ghost energy. His eyes were like the sea, and the aura he exuded was like a long spear, standing upright.

And on his body, there was still a thick death aura lingering. Just standing there, people had an impulse to... want to surrender to him.

"Master!" I opened my mouth and couldn't help but call him.

I had always fantasized in my heart that if I met my master again, I would definitely tell him everything I had experienced in the past year.

However, when we really met, my eyes turned red and I couldn't say anything.

"Alas!" A sigh echoed in my mind: "Master is old too!"

This was the voice of my senior sister, and her voice was also full of loneliness. Obviously, she missed this master who had raised us before he was born.

"Qian Yu." Master turned his head and looked at me, and a smile appeared on his originally cold face.

"I'm sorry for making you suffer during this period!"

I shook my head desperately, but I couldn't say a word.

In this year, I have brushed shoulders with death countless times, and escaped from death countless times, and no matter what I encountered, I had to face it myself.

How much I miss the carefree days when I was with Master!

But I know that people always have to grow up, and some days are gone forever!