Chapter: 6889
in three directions.
Among them, the demon race is the most, there are about 100,000, the human race has 40,000 to 50,000, and the demon temple has 60,000 to 70,000.
It was densely packed, as if they were about to fight here.
It can be seen that almost all those who come to the Devil's Nest can stand on the stage in the Seven Desolation Territory, but they are not that powerful.
Zhang Han and the others have heard of many famous people, such as Lord Qin, Prince Feng, etc.
They are all one of the coquettish figures of the younger generation of the human race.
The demons are still dominated by deep sea beasts.
There are only 100,000 people here, and it is also because of the restriction that the human race and the demon temple will not allow the demons to enter the inland on a large scale.
As for the demon temple, like the first ape and the second king of the white dog, they are both one of the top alien beasts there.
Zhang Han and his party stood in the crowd.
Huanfu and others who led the way gathered with the large army.
In the human race team, there are the three major armies of Wanshan Palace, Wu Shengyuan and Huanfu, and the rest are all idle forces, gathered together to keep warm.
Everyone in Zhang Han is in the idle power, and they are not eye-catching, like Zi Yan and Mengmeng, all wearing peaked caps, the brim of the hat is lowered, covering part of the peerless face.
"Which faction are you from?"
After arriving in the team, the old man who brought his grandson to meet the world asked this question.
"Small sect, it's not worth mentioning." Zhang Mu shook his head and said.
"Grandpa, small sects also have names." The fat boy said.
The old man glared at him again: "If you talk too much, I will send you back."
As a result, the fat boy withered again.
If one party is not willing to talk, don't ask more.
The old man smiled: "It's his first time going out."
"It's nothing, Tong Yan Wuji." Zhang Mu waved his hand.
At this moment.
A young man flew quickly from the side.
"Second uncle."
He was wearing Wu Shengyuan's battle uniform, his skin was a bit dark, and his appearance was plain. He cupped his hands at the old man and said with a smile, "Aman, why are you here?"
"Grandpa brought me to see the world." The fat boy was naughty. He ran to the man, looked at the uniform and touched it, looking very yearning.
"Let's watch the fun outside." The man glanced around, hesitated for two seconds, and said, "The situation here is not too optimistic. You should observe the situation more and pay attention to safety."
"What's the matter?" The old man was stunned.
"There are heavy treasures in the devil's lair. A vision appeared five hours ago." The man lowered his voice: "Three huge figures of black phoenixes appeared for 30 seconds with overwhelming momentum. There may be treasures inside that attract the demon temple. When it comes to fighting, the Demon Race and the Demon Temple must fight together first, of course this is the most ideal situation."