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Chapter 1606: Altar of the Saint

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    "The Road to the Holy King will be closed for 10 years. During these 10 years, you will have the opportunity to use it once a month. How much you can grasp depends on yourself."

    Chu Feng promised Ziyun Sage King, "However, you should understand the importance of concealment. Before the next war starts, you must accumulate strength as much as possible. You are one of my trump cards."

    "War? Who is the next war against? Enemies from Outland?"

    King Ziyun was startled, can the war not stop?

    However, the enemies outside the territory are indeed powerful.

    "It's not an enemy of Outland, but you don't need to know too much, you just need to know when to appear at the right time."

    Chu Feng shook his head, not intending to explain too much to her.

    "Master, this subordinate has a request."

    Sage King Ziyun suddenly knelt down.

    "Is it about Zixue?"

    Chu Feng sighed softly, he also understood the mood of the Ziyun Sage King, the Ziwen Demon Clan was very united, and also had a lot of sentimentality.

    Lost all her relatives, only one daughter survived, for her, Zixue was everything to her.

    "Yes, I hope the master can always take her away, even if she is a concubine, it doesn't matter."

    Sage King Ziyun begged.

    She knew that no matter how dangerous Chu Feng's situation was, his side was the safest place.

    If even Chu Feng had an accident, then, in her opinion, the hope of the human race is not very great.

    What's more, she doesn't trust the human race either.

    Whether it is a human race or a god race, greed is their nature.

    If it wasn't for Chu Feng's pressure, I don't know how many people would attack the Purple Pattern Demon Clan and want to devour their vitality.

    Swallow even the lowest purple-striped demons, and there will be no resistance before the holy land.

    Even in the realm of the Holy Emperor, it is not useless.

    Only Chu Feng could endure this temptation.

    "Even without your conditions, I would still bring her by my side." Chu Feng said.

    Zixue has been with him for a long time.

    Although her heart and appearance have not changed, to Chu Feng, he is like raising a little sister.

    Even if it is a piece of clothing, there will be feelings after wearing it for a long time.

    Not to mention a life.

    He taught Zixue to fight not to make her his right-hand man, but just to let her protect herself.

    "Thank you, master."

    King Ziyun said gratefully.

    According to her understanding of Chu Feng, she knew that Chu Feng was also a person who attached great importance to emotions. As long as he did not risk his life, he would not easily abandon anyone around him.

    He said so, which means that he really has feelings for Zixue.

    Whether it can be transformed into a relationship between a man and a woman is unknown, but the relationship between Chu Feng and Zixue is already very close.

    For Ziyun Sage King, this is the greatest guarantee.

    The purple-patterned demons are not loyal to the human race, but only to Chu Feng.

    "Okay, the way of the holy king will be handed over to you to guard."

    Chu Feng repeated the order, then walked out of the Holy King's Road, and came to a magnificent altar.

    This altar is guarded by more than 200 holy ranks, of which the human race accounts for half of the number.

    The remaining half was also handed over to the race closest to the human race.

    In particular, the seven clans of hell are the main ones.

    And the number of legions guarding here also exceeds 500,000, all of whom are powerhouses of level 8 or above.

    In the deepest part of the altar, Cerberus can be teleported here at any time, and it is the biggest guarantee here.

    Because this is the place of sanctification.

    Arriving at the altar, Hua Tiandu and some military saints glanced at him vigilantly, and when they found that it was Chu Feng, they returned to normal.

    "Your Excellency, Sword Master."

    Hua Tian gave a military salute.

    "You should still call me Chu Feng!"

    Chu Feng smiled bitterly, "There are not many people who can talk to me. If you are like this, there will be even fewer people who can talk to me."

    Hua Tian smiled and said, "It must be another occasion."

    Now it is a public place, so the requirements are of course different.

    Chu Feng didn't get too entangled in this topic.

    "Is the altar I requested built so quickly? ?As expected of Huaxia, even on an alien planet, the efficiency is so high.  "

    An altar with a diameter of more than 10,000 kilometers may only take a moment to destroy, but it is not so easy to build it.

    "After all, it is Huaxia speed."

    Hua Tian said, with an eager look in his eyes, "When will this altar be put into use? Can you really make this altar play the same role as you? Will it be easily destroyed?"

    According to Chu Feng, even if he is gone, students can use this altar to experience the power of the holy rank.

    That's what Chu Feng did at the opening ceremony.

    He didn't doubt whether Chu Feng could do it, but this matter was so unbelievable that he wanted to confirm it further.

    "There is no doubt about this, and there is no need to worry too much about the safety here. The Altar of the Saints is the hope for the rise of many weak races, and it is also the hope for those powerful races to surpass us. They will desperately maintain it."

    Chu Feng said absently, "If the altar is destroyed, the human race will still have me to help experience the holy realm, but they will have no other way to do the same thing, unless the Seven Great Temples can surpass me."

    Hua Tian smiled wryly and said, "I was too worried."

    After being reminded by Chu Feng, he realized that it is not the human race that needs this altar the most, but those vassal races!

    The human race has Chu Feng, but there is no altar that can be rebuilt.

    Even if the altar is no longer made, it is not difficult to urgently cultivate a batch of holy ranks with the means shown by Chu Feng.

    What about those alien races?

    Once the altar was gone, as long as Chu Feng said no more, they would have nothing to do, because there was no replacement plan.

    "The altar is built by the human race. It is our responsibility as the suzerain group, but it is better for everyone to share the power of protection. Remove half of those holy ranks! There are too many people, and they are not at ease."

    Chu Feng glanced at those holy existences.

    "Okay, let's do it right away."

    Hua Tian agreed without hesitation.

    "By the way, how are you going to distribute the altar and quota control?" Chu Feng asked.

    This is the point of his coming here.

    He didn't intend to intervene in the distribution of the altar. After all, the military is better at dividing benefits.

    However, the situation has changed, and there is no room for him not to intervene.

    "We plan to use the credit system. After completing three years of credit at Wanzu College, you can get a chance. You can also get a chance if you make credit. However, priority is given to those with more credit. The college will give every student a fair chance to get credit.  .¡±

    Hua Tiandu simply explained, "If you need it, I will send someone to send you a copy of the specific rules and regulations."

    "No need." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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