the first emperor

Chapter 1083 Arriving at the City of God
The city of elves, the largest city in Muzhen Lingtu, is the highest capital of the elves.

Although the Nether tribe is also very strong, even stronger than the Elven tribe, the Nether tribe lurks in the extreme northern sea of ​​darkness all year round, almost isolated from the outside world, so the Elven God City has always been the political and cultural center of the entire world.

In the evening, Xi Qianye and the others appeared on the outskirts of the Elven God City, looking up, they could see the prosperity everywhere.

"What a beautiful city."

He Baizhu looked at the elven god city in the distance, and felt refreshed for a while. Although she came from the Mu Cang Continent, which was higher in level than the Nanban Continent, she had never seen such a magnificent and beautiful city.

The Elven God City is not so much a city, but a miniature kingdom.Because there is no city or city wall in the Elven God City, at a glance, there are dense forests, suspended islands, and blue and beautiful oceans. All the buildings are combined with nature and integrated with everything in the world.

In comparison, the cities of the human kingdom are too monotonous and rigid, far inferior to the cities of the elves in terms of aesthetics.

The city of elves is extremely lively, the sky and the ground are full of people shuttling, densely packed at a glance, and there is an endless stream.

Most of the people came from all over the world, in different shapes and races.

If you observe carefully, you can tell that more than [-]% of the creatures who come to the city of elves are not elves.

"Hundreds of tribes gather, and the flowers are full of flowers. The appeal of the elves is really terrifying."

Guardian Caesar said with emotion in his eyes, before he joined the Temple of Thousand Nights, he was a creature of a small race.His race is not worth mentioning in front of the elves, even inferior to the human race.

"Are a few of you also here to participate in the Holy Market Ceremony of the Elven Clan?"

A mass of streamer flashed across the sky, escaping extremely fast, a few flashes appeared in front of them, and for some reason stopped in front of Xi Qianye and the others.

The person who came was an old man dressed in purple and gold, full of nobility. He stood on the back of a huge flying desolate beast, faintly exuding an astonishing power of supremacy.

Guardian Caesar shrank his pupils when he saw this, and subconsciously took a step back.

Supreme King!
Only the Supreme King can exude the Supreme Power.

"Who are you, why are you blocking our way?" He Baizhu said with a cold expression on his face.

She is not the guardian of Caesar, and an ordinary supreme king is not in her eyes at all.

It is quite disrespectful to come uninvited, appear in front of them abruptly, and deliberately release the supreme power to show one's own power.

The purple-robed old man was not alone. Dozens of people stood scattered on top of the huge blue-black bat desolate beast.

Each of those people has a high level of cultivation, all of them are in the realm of heavenly kings, and there are even seven or eight holy heavenly kings.

That blue-black bat was not an ordinary desolate beast, but a peak-level holy heavenly king desolate beast.

The group of people in front of them obviously had extraordinary backgrounds. With their strength alone, they could easily wipe out some small races.

"Hmph! Our master is King Youtu, the contemporary head of the Yuntu clan..."

The purple-robed old man hadn't said a word yet, one of the young people behind him said in a cold voice with a rather ugly complexion, his eyes were full of arrogance, and he didn't look straight at others.

His master is the supreme king, the most noble person in the world, that woman dared to talk to her master in such an attitude, she simply didn't know how to live or die.

"Yun'er mustn't be rude."

The purple-robed old man interrupted the young man with a wave of his hand, smiled and cupped his hands and said: "My disciple is young and ignorant of etiquette, friends, don't blame me."

"I'm not interested in being as knowledgeable as a junior. If you have anything to say, just say it, and leave quickly if you have nothing to do." He Baizhu said lightly.

The purple-robed old man's face was slightly stiff. He saw that these people were quite extraordinary, and he wanted to strike up a conversation, but he didn't expect the other party to speak so aggressively, and his expression turned ugly for a while.As a supreme king, he will be regarded as a distinguished guest among the elves, and he has never received such a cold reception.

"Yuntu clan? Could it be the Yuntu clan, one of the twelve subordinate slave clans of the elves."

Guardian Caesar said coldly.Regarding the Yuntu clan, he naturally knew that the twelve subordinate races of the Elf clan were said to be subordinate, but they were actually no different from the slave race.

Back then, the Yuntu clan suffered a catastrophe, and they were willing to serve as slaves to the elves to survive the disaster.

Speaking of it, although the human race is weak, they are quite strong. There have been several genocide crises in history, but they have never been slaves.

Caesar's words immediately made the faces of the Yuntu tribe extremely ugly.

How can anyone speak like this in front of others? Although the Yuntu tribe is completely loyal to the elves and is no different from the slave tribe; but on the surface, they don't say it so badly, and most of them call them subordinate races.

Speaking face to face as a slave is simply slapping the face and exposing the scars.

"you wanna die!"

The disciples and grandchildren of the purple-robed old man were all erupting. They were used to being arrogant and domineering. How could they bear such irony? Immediately, one of them erupted and punched Caesar's guardian fiercely.

This person has the level of cultivation of the Holy Heavenly King. With one blow, the space with a radius of one kilometer is instantly frozen, and the highly concentrated power seems to explode the entire world.

King You Tu Zun had a cold face, and did not try to stop it.

Originally, he had seen Hua Guang's introverted and extraordinary temperament, and he wanted to go up to make friends and prepare for the upcoming holy market ceremony.

As the supreme king, whenever he took the initiative to make friends with others, it was already the greatest sincerity for him to come to make friends with others in person.As a result, not only did those few people not seize the opportunity, but they ignored him at all. How could he, King You Tu Zun, bear it?
"Quack, a servant dares to be so arrogant, so I will educate you for your master today."

The Holy Heavenly King of the Yuntu Clan smiled coldly, his eyes full of cruelty.

Judging from the clothes, it is easy to see that Caesar's guardian is a slave.

If it were the young man in white or the beautiful woman, he might not dare to make a move.

After all, how can it be easy for someone who can make other teachers respect him and take the initiative to talk to him?
But a servant, he can take care of it with a flip of his hands.

"Educate me? I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications."

Guardian Caesar sneered and stepped on the ground.The next moment, an invisible wave spread to the surroundings.

puff!

The attacking power of the Yuntu Clan Saint Heavenly King was completely disintegrated in an instant, leaving nothing behind, as if a gust of wind had blown by and completely disappeared.

"how is this possible!"

The eyes of the Yuntu Clan Saint Heavenly King were full of disbelief, how could his power be disintegrated so easily, how could a servant be so capable.

He hadn't figured out what was going on, but in the next moment, an astonishing force burst out from Caesar's body, like a stormy sea, much stronger than the Yuntu Clan's Saint Heavenly King.

"Be careful."

The purple-robed old man who was watching the show with cold eyes immediately changed his expression.

(End of this chapter)