Level five imperial luck!

Hearing this, Qin Qian was delighted and immediately chose to draw the lottery.

hum!
When this thought is conveyed.

Qin Qian felt dizzy, and when he recovered, he had arrived at the summoning space, which was still boundless and vast, with no end in sight.

Dozens of stars are suspended around him, shining with brilliant starlight.

Make the universe beautiful.

Qin Qian raised his head and looked at the starry sky ahead, his heart full of anticipation. He wondered what he could summon this time.

inherited?

Or a Chinese hero?

The latter is best. It’s not that the inheritance is bad, but the decisive battle between the Great Qin Dynasty and the Alliance of All Races is imminent. If there are more top powerhouses, the hope of winning will be greater.

Inheritance can also help Chinese people become stronger, but it takes a certain amount of time, doesn’t it?
Thinking like this.

The system prompt sounded again in Qin Qian's mind.

[Ding, congratulations to the host, you have obtained the Chinese hero Bai Qi, do you want to summon him? ]

The God of Killing Bai Qi!
Hearing this name, Qin Qian was stunned.

He never expected that this time he would not only summon a great Chinese man, but also the god of death Bai Qi.

There are many victorious generals in Chinese history, but only Bai Qi was dubbed the God of Death and became famous throughout the world.

"call!"

Without any hesitation, Qin Qian immediately gave the order.

boom!
The words fell.

An immense murderous aura rose into the sky.

In an instant, the summoning space was dyed bloody.

It was like a piece of black paper falling into a pool of blood.

"kill!"

In the darkness, there was a loud sound of killing, which came from an unknown time and space and fell into the ears of all living beings.

Qin Qian looked up and saw an ancient battlefield in the void in front of him. A general wearing blood-red armor, holding a blood-red sword, was leading an iron-blooded army and charging back and forth on the battlefield.

Wherever he passed, he saw crowds of people.

death!

Kill!
Life seems particularly insignificant at this moment!

The army was unstoppable and won the final victory. Countless enemy troops were terrified and prostrated themselves on the ground to surrender, praying to survive.

"Kill! Leave no one behind!"

When the Blood-Armored General saw this scene, his expression was cold and emotionless, and he gave the order in a cold voice.

boom!
As soon as these words were spoken, the murderous aura in the starry sky surged several times, reaching its peak intensity.

Human heads broke through the air.

A burst of blood rushed into the sky.

Others were pushed into deep pits and buried on the spot.

The entire world turned into a mass grave, with deathly energy boiling, resentment swirling, and cold winds howling, making people feel creepy.

The blood-armored general ignored the massacre and took a step forward, as if he had crossed thousands of dimensions and arrived in front of Qin Qian. The strong murderous aura and evil spirit on his body also disappeared at this moment.

There is no way to tell that this is a peerless god of death who controls death.

"General Bai Qi pays respect to His Majesty!"

Bai Qi bowed. His voice was not loud, but every word was sonorous and powerful, hiding endless murderous intent.

Once it breaks out, it will be earth-shattering.

"Please get up!"

Qin Qian raised his hands, releasing a soft force to support Bai Qi.

[Name: Bai Qi!]

Cultivation: Eighth level of Divine Prayer!
Kung Fu: "The Art of Killing God"!
Talent: God-level talent!
Introduction: A famous general in the Warring States Period, an outstanding military strategist, and a representative figure of military strategists. He served as the chief general of Qin for more than 30 years, conquered more than 70 cities, and frightened Zhao and Chu, who dared not attack Qin, and made Qin the emperor! 】

Pray to God Yajō!

When Qin Qian saw this, his mood, which had just calmed down, began to boil again.

This level of cultivation is extremely strong!
To know.
There are only two warriors of the eighth level of seeking the gods in the whole universe. One is the gravekeeper, the other is the Saint Seeker of Knowledge, and then there is the newly born Bai Qi.

Moreover, Qin Qian has reason to believe that Bai Qi's strength must be stronger than the other two.

"Stable!"

Qin Qian couldn't help but secretly said. The gap between the Great Qin Dynasty and the Alliance of All Heavens is that there is a slight lack of top-level powerhouses. Now with Bai Qi, there will be no more worries in this regard.

Not only that, the Qin Dynasty actually has an advantage in terms of top-level strongmen.

Hall of All Races.

One after another, human figures fell.

Yan, Taiyin Supreme, Dragon Ancestor, Phoenix Ancestor, Demon Ancestor, Light Ancestor and other powerful people arrived one after another. They sat on the chairs with solemn expressions.

They found that many people who were supposed to show up had not yet arrived.

Among all the strong ones, Yan is the strongest.

Automatically become the leader of the alliance.

Long Zu recommended him to be the leader, but Yan refused without even a second thought.

joke!

Can anyone be the leader of the Alliance of All Races?
Didn’t you see that none of the previous three leaders had a good ending?

The only one still alive is the Immortal Emperor, but he was forced to leave the Alliance of All Races, give up his original intention, and establish his own Immortal Kingdom.

Yan sat in the chair, waiting quietly.

time flies.

Soon it was the last moment of the appointment.

Yan slowly opened his eyes, looked around, and said in a deep voice: "Who else hasn't come yet?"

“Mantu, Tiger Ancestor, and Evil Ancestor are not here yet!”

Zhu Qiang was silent.

Don't think about it.

I also know that these three tribes will not have a good ending and most of them have been wiped out.

The strength of the Alliance of All Races is getting weaker and weaker.

"Then let's discuss the matter!"

Yan was silent for a while, then said, "Everyone, we have no way out!"

Powerful figures like Dragon Ancestor and Phoenix Ancestor changed color.

Taiyin Shangzun said in a low voice: "What should we do? We can't surrender, right?"

"Of course not!"

Yan glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Among us, there are ten warriors above the sixth level, and three warriors of the seventh level who are capable of fighting."

At this point, Yan paused and continued, "Everyone, tell us about your family background! I'll go first. The ancient Golden Crow clan still has four people who seek invincibility!"

Four!

Everyone was shocked.

They looked at Yan and secretly clicked their tongues. The Jinwu clan, as a force that has been passed down from ancient times to the present day, has a profound foundation and has seven invincible gods.

One of them died in the previous battle, so there are still six left.

But now, there are only four invincible gods, what about the remaining two invincible gods?
Probably swallowed by the flame!

This kind of behavior is extremely insane.

But no one there looked down on him, they all did the same thing, just not as cruelly as Yan.

There is no point in laughing at someone who is only fifty steps ahead.

Phoenix Ancestor said in a deep voice: "The Phoenix Clan still has three more invincible gods!"

Dragon Ancestor said: "The Dragon Clan also has three."

People from all ethnic groups spoke up.

There are at least two statues of the invincible god.

Among all the tribes, the one with the largest number of invincible God-seeking people is not the Jinwu tribe, but the Taikoo Yin-Yang tribe, which has six invincible God-seeking people.

This strength shocked all the powerful people.

And some joy.

The situation is different now. They all hope that the Alliance of All Races will have as many Invincible God-Seekers as possible.

Finally, after statistics, the Alliance of All Races can still produce fifty-three statues of the invincible gods.

Among them are ten top-level powerful men.

There are sixty-three statues in total.

Yan looked at the final conclusion, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said with a boiling desire: "This battle can still be fought, prepare to fight." (End of this chapter)