The Void Spirit Tribe is actually quite strong.

All races attacked the Void Spirit Tribe and suffered great losses, which was one of the reasons why the Emperor was able to unify all races later."

"Is the Void Spirit Clan so strong?" Zhang Fan was also speechless.

Wan Clan went to fight against the Void Spirit Clan and still suffered heavy losses?

"If the Void Spirit Clan formed an alliance with the Emperor at that time, all races would definitely be unable to escape," Zhang Fan said.

Ruan Yunxiao shook his head: "What's the point of forming an alliance with others to defeat all races?"

!!!

At this moment, Zhang Fan was completely convinced.

Awesome!

This emperor is also a madman.

"However, time is running out now. Since you have obtained the only inheritance of Tianji, other branches of Tianji will gradually come here.

In this way, people of all races will surely know that the secret of heaven is about to be revealed.

Therefore, the final decisive battle is coming soon." Ruan Yunxiao said.

"Ah? So fast? Can't you control the secret? Isn't this causing trouble?" At this moment, Zhang Fan's scalp went numb.

He has just now entered the extreme realm of life and death.

What can this strength do?

Are you not qualified to be cannon fodder?

I've just been qualified to inherit, and now I'm facing a decisive battle?

Don’t you think you are dogs?

I suspect you just want to kill me.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Once someone is qualified to inherit, Tianji will be reorganized. You said you're fine, why do you have to go to the Immortal City?" Ruan Yunxiao looked at Zhang Fan and lost his temper.

Otherwise, Jie Yuan will have no problem persisting for tens of thousands of years.

It's better now.

If all the tribes know that Tianji has been inherited, they will definitely attack by force.

The current human race is too weak.

"Is it my fault? You didn't know whether you were alive or dead, so I went to find you. Is it my fault?" Zhang Fan's face turned dark.

Can you blame me for this?

Is it because I have too much talent? I am the only one qualified to inherit?

Can I control whether my talents are good or bad?

"But you don't have to worry, there should be still a little time. People in the eight divisions of heaven will wake up one after another.

Those who were not seriously injured back then were probably already in action.

Moreover, that mentally retarded person also has something. It should be enough for you to inherit everything." Ruan Yunxiao said.

"Haha! I don't believe it!" Zhang Fan sneered.

If the Eight Tribes of Heaven can do it, the human race will not be forced to this point!

You guys, how are you? Don’t you have some ideas in mind?

"What do you need from me?" Zhang Fan said.

Now that everything is like this, what else can you do besides accept it?

"Your cultivation techniques are not perfect enough. The Emperor's cultivation techniques are at the Saint level. Since you have obtained the only qualification to inherit, you will definitely be able to obtain the Emperor's techniques.

I'll get you some magic elixir to replenish your health," Ruan Yunxiao said.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan's heart was filled with shock.

???

Saint level cultivation technique?

Wucao, are you kidding me?

Swallowing Heaven Jue is so awesome.

At this moment, Ruan Yunxiao suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhang Fan's shoulder, and threw it hard.

The next moment, Zhang Fan felt like he was flying.

At the same time, a portal appeared in the sky, swallowing Zhang Fan directly.

At the same time, several figures walked through the sky above Jie Yuan.

"Who!"

On top of the city wall, the watchmen stepped into the air.

"So weak. Is this the only strength of the human race?" A young man with a pair of eyes showing endless vicissitudes of life.

The next moment, he took one step forward, crossed the city wall directly, and arrived at the palace above the outer city.

"Who!"

Di Xin's group of people, who were discussing how to go on an expedition, were suddenly filled with aura.

Like facing a formidable enemy!

However, at this moment, an incredible voice suddenly sounded.

"Uncle!" Fu Ling looked at the young man, his face full of surprise.

The next moment, Fu Ling was ecstatic.

At this time, Jiya and the others also had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Fu Ling's uncle?

Fuxi?

Fuxi, one of the Eight Tribes of Heaven?

"Your strength has not changed much in a million years." The young man looked at Fu Ling and shook his head.

Weak, very weak!

There are only five that are somewhat capable.

Is the combat power of the entire human race so low?

"Fuxi, this is going to be difficult." A middle-aged man slowly appeared next to Fuxi.

"Ji Xuanyuan, what do you think?" Fuxi turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man holding a long sword and asked.

"I don't think so. If you need to be beaten, just beat him. If you can't beat him, just keep lying down. I don't know what the heir is like. If he is a loser, there is no need to beat him." Ji Xuanyuan rolled his eyes, then stepped onto the throne and held his arms in his arms.

Sword, lay down.

"Are there just five of us this time? Are there two more?" Fuxi frowned.

"I can already smell the scent of Shennong." A middle-aged man carrying an ax stared at Di Xin.

"Huh? Indeed!" Another burly man nodded.

"In this case, the female Xi family will be sent." Fuxi sighed.

"I also asked about Suiren's aura." The man carrying the ax had a gloomy expression.

Hearing this, Fuxi and others looked shocked!

"Suiren clan? Has anyone inherited his Heavenly Fire?"

???

Bai Qi, Wang Jian and the others looked at Fuxi and the others, their expressions changing.

Damn it! Is the big boss in ancient mythology alive?

Damn it! Do you want to go up and get an autograph? I’m waiting online. Urgent!

"Okay, the five of you will stay and the rest will disperse." Fuxi looked at Jiya and the others and said in a low voice.

Soon, there were only ten people left in the room.

"Uncle, why did you show up so late? It's been more than a million years." Fu Ling was the first to speak.

The rest of the people were not familiar with Fuxi and the others.

Although Ji Ya has always been the one to make the final decision on many things, except for Di Xin, the only people who can sit on the marshal throne are very smart.

Only if he asked, then the atmosphere would not be so awkward.

Besides, it’s reasonable to ask anything!

"We were seriously injured and have been recuperating in silence," Fuxi said.

"Now, do we have hope?" Fu Ling asked.

Fuxi shook his head and sighed: "There is hope, but it's not great.

Anyway, the decisive battle is coming, you all, be prepared."

After saying that, Fuxi looked at Jiya and the others: "Come with me. See if you can make a breakthrough. This strength is really not good."

"Breakthrough?" Jiya and others also looked shocked.

At this level, can they still break through?
To be continued...