Xiya Federation, capital.
A huge, brightly lit inner council chamber.
An oval-shaped black conference table was placed in the center.
Beside the conference table, there were seven figures sitting around.
"In recent days, according to detection, the concentration of World's Vital Energy has been increasing. The qualifications of the new disciples in each school are much higher than in previous years. Not only that, according to statistics, the bottleneck of Secret Martial Artist seems to have been loosened. In the past few months, the number of people who have broken through to the Martial Dao Practitioner path has reached the total of the previous years combined.
But this is not a good thing for us.
There is only one possibility for this phenomenon to occur, which means that Vital Energy Tide has begun to arrive, and we don't have much time left! "
The person who spoke was a white man standing nearby.
He has a thin face and wears a black mat robe.
Her hair was neatly combed back, with a few strands of silver mixed in the light golden hair.
This person is the speaker of Xiya Federation - Erilosen.
While Erilosen was speaking, he pressed a button in his hand.
The next moment.
A straight crack appeared on the surface of the conference table.
A faint light projected out from it, forming a huge planet that was constantly rotating in mid-air.
It is the whole picture of Planet Earth.
I saw some areas marked with red dots of different sizes.
The areas marked by these light spots include sea surface, continent
Then, it rotates with the projection of the planet. The area of these light spots is expanding and becoming more intense.
At the same time, the voice of Erilosen came.
"The number of World's Vital Energy in these places is constantly increasing. According to experts' comparison of the data of the remains left by Second Civilization.
If this trend continues, we still have about three to five years at most. "
After saying that, he looked at the seven figures sitting at the round table.
Among them, three are women and three are men. As for the last person, his face is blurred and his figure is illusory, like a projection, and his specific gender cannot be clearly seen.
Wearing only a light blue Daoist robe, he sat in the main seat.
These seven people are the ones in charge of the entire Xiya Federation.
It is also Sect Master of the seven major genres.
As for him Erilosen, the apparent speaker of Federation is just because he has certain ability to govern Federation.
In addition, these beings are too lazy to personally manage Federation and distract themselves.
Only then was he supported up by everyone.
Federation Just some small decisions.
Once it comes to important issues.
It must be approved by these people.
Because the one who really controls the lifeline of the entire Xiya Federation is not him, but these seven superior schools.
Erilosen knew this very well, so his attitude was very humble.
Several people were silent, as if they were deep in thought.
"It's so fast! According to previous inferences, shouldn't it be at least a hundred years?"
At this time, a burly man on the far left, more than two meters tall, with muscles all over his body spoke.
He looked very strange, with no hair at all on his body.
When he opened his mouth, his voice was as dull as Hong Zhongdalu.
The cups on the shaking table were shaking.
This is caused by excessive physical strength.
This person is Sect Master of the Thunderclap Sect, Spirit Refining Venerable who broke Heavenly Heart Divine Treasure.
Thunderstorm.
"This is something that cannot be determined. If it is true under normal circumstances, it is obviously due to some special circumstances that something has changed."
Erilosen stretched out his hand to wipe his forehead and explained.
Although he himself is also a Secret Martial Artist.
But his qualifications are limited.
With the accumulation of many resources, it can barely reach the Martial Dao Practitioner level.
Every time he faced these people in front of him, he felt tremendous pressure.
This is a gap in life levels. Even if he restrains himself, he knows his true strength and dare not relax at all.
"How is the development of Interstellar Battleship?"
A pleasant voice sounded.
This is a beautiful woman in blue, about thirty years old.
"Interstellar Battleship has been basically perfected and can carry up to about 100,000 people. However, there are still some unresolved problems in terms of power."
Erilosen said, while speaking.
The projection of the planet in mid-air in front of him flashed and turned into a huge Interstellar Battleship.
"At all costs, we must break through and solve these problems within three years, no, two years. We need to set aside enough time for preparation."
The beautiful woman in blue, that is, Holy Rain Sect Master, Li Xianyu said coldly.
"But you can't just put your eggs in one basket."
Having said this, she looked at the silent figure in blue robe sitting at the front.
"I wonder, Lord Xuan Qing, have you ever found that place Spirit Realm Sea Eye?"
Hear the words.
Everyone present looked at the figure with a vague face and wearing a blue robe.
Waiting for the other party's answer.
Being able to be called an adult by a Spirit Refining Venerable is naturally not a simple person.
Xuan Qing has a mysterious identity and is the strongest among all the refining gods. The reason why those Food Master stayed honestly at Underground World did not come to the surface.
It's because of this person.
In the early years, there was a terrifying record of killing three Food Master.
There are even rumors that Lord Xuan Qing has broken through the refining of gods and touched another mysterious and divine realm.
However, the authenticity of this news is unknown.
But no matter what, Xuan Qing's strength is worthy of being number one.
I saw everyone looking at me.
Xuan Qing shook his head.
His voice was calm.
"I have never found it. According to my guess, the location of Spirit Realm Sea Eye is either in the center of the earth, or it does not exist at all."
After the words fell, everyone could not help but fall into silence.
"Do we have no choice but to escape? Is there really no chance of winning?"
Thunderstorm looks ugly.
"Thunderstorm, Thunderstorm, what else can you have in your head besides muscles? You don't even think about it, if you really have a chance of winning.
None of the previous civilizations were more powerful than ours now.
And why was it destroyed. "
At this time, on the other side, an elegant man in white clothes spoke, with a touch of sarcasm in his tone.
Apparently, he did not have a harmonious relationship with Thunderstorm.
"Fuck! Shi Xiao, you coward, you must have been scared out of your wits by those guys! How long has it been since you took out the sword in your hand? Is it rusty and unusable? If you have the guts, fight me, otherwise don't be weird with me here."
Thunderstorm looked angry and slapped the table.
There was a loud bang.
There were faint circles of white lightning flashing on the body, exuding an aura of violent destruction.
Such explicit insult.
The elegant man, Shi Xiao, the master of the Sword Pavilion, turned pale.
Just when he was about to say something.
The movement paused slightly.
Not only him, but also Holy Rain Sect Master Li Xianyu on the side.
Before the two of them could make any move.
Immediately afterwards, two projection screens popped up and appeared in front of their eyes.
The above information comes from the emergency communications within their respective genres.