Honghuang: I, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, will never leave seclusion!

"What are your objections to my plan?"

The gaze of a quasi-saint swept over the other ten powers.

Being able to discuss side by side with the quasi-saint, the other ten great powers are naturally all quasi-saint-level powerhouses.

But compared to Xiu Wei, the reason why they can sit here and gather together to discuss.

But behind them there is a race, or the existence of a force.

That's why they got together to discuss the matter of conscripting the Terrans.

"Joining forces is naturally not a problem, but this Terran race, which occupies most of the Flood Barren Central Continent, really has the luck that has a divine effect on our quasi-saints?"

"I'm a Terran, and my practice has something to bless with the luck of the Flood Barren Continent."

A quasi-saint asked in a deep voice.

"I haven't heard of the Wu Clan that occupied this Flood Barren Continent before."

Another quasi-saint also spoke.

"In this era, the day is dusty, the road is chaotic, and luck is naturally silent together, which is naturally useless."

The quasi-saint who said the joint at the beginning, and the quasi-saint who led the joint this time, spoke.

"As for the Wu Clan..." the quasi-saint paused before saying.

"That's because the bloodline of the Wu clan is transmitted from the Pangu Great God, and the Dao of Unenlightenment, for the Wu clan, cultivation is the power to tap its own bloodline."

Saying that, this quasi-saint's face showed a look of envy.

There is a law in the innate body, you only need to use it if you don't listen, dig it, gradually master it, and even....

When the law is fully applied, the law in the body will become a great road.

When the application of the Dao is complete, it will also go further, integrate into the body, and achieve quasi-sainthood.

This is a flat road like a heavenly avenue, even as a quasi-saint, I can't help but envy it!

"This qi luck, the effect on the Wu clan is not as obvious as that of normal cultivators, and..."

"The Wu clan was born with atmospheric luck to descend, so the effect is even more invisible."

The leading quasi-saint explained.

"Even so, how can we prove that the so-called luck of this Flood Desolation Central Daluo also has a miraculous effect on us."

On the side, another quasi-saint said in a deep voice.

"Old Immortal knows a little about this."

On the side, an old-looking quasi-saint suddenly spoke, and his face showed a little nostalgia and continued.

"When it comes to this race that occupies the central land of the Flood Barrens, in addition to the Wu Clan, there is also the Qilin Clan from the previous era that is even older."

"In the last era, I had a large number of friends who joined the Kirin clan."

"He once told me when he invited me about the changes in his practice after joining the Qilin clan."

"Just the speed of mana cultivation accumulation has increased by as much as fifty percent out of thin air, and the induction of the avenue is extremely clear, and the cultivation is thousands of miles a day."

"And according to what he said, the Qilin clan's native Da Luo enjoys several times better, or even dozens of times, than theirs."

"Seriously!"

Suddenly, the quasi-saint couldn't help but be surprised, and then asked in surprise.

"Naturally." That old man nodded: "Back then, Old Immortal also found a number of Da Luo who joined the Qilin clan to verify.

"Unfortunately, before the old man could think about it, a war broke out between the three races."

"Old Immortal's friend died in the war between the Qilin Clan and the Dragon Clan at that time, and Old Immortal also..." The

old Quasi-Saint shook his head and didn't say anything more.

It's just that this old quasi-saint said that it was a pity, and there was a half-pity look on his face, but it was...

It's a bit proud.

I was proud that I was not involved in the war of the three tribes.

However, many quasi-saints who are doing it can also be understood.

The effect of joining the unicorn family is good, but if it dies, it is useless even if it is good.

On the contrary, he did not have that increase in luck, he lived through that chaotic era and lived through this long period.

Now the sermon is quasi-holy.

Just....

The face of the quasi-saint who spoke at the beginning and was also the leader of this alliance was not very good-looking.

Looking at the gaze of this old quasi-saint, it is also a look of whether you are here to make trouble.

My side is discussing how to go from occupying the Flood Barren Continent to occupying the Qi Luck Cultivation, and here you are, telling how you survived the endless years.

Talking about living is more important than that qi luck increase practice....

Perhaps I woke up from my memories of the past glory years.

This old quasi-saint also discovered the inappropriateness of his words, and quickly changed the topic.

"My friend once said that the ancestor of the Qilin clan and several Qilin Kings were able to break through the quasi-saint, and they were even considered strong in the quasi-saint level."

"It is relying on the powerful luck of the Qilin clan to occupy the flood barren land."

"And not only the Qilin clan, but even the many quasi-saints of the Phoenix clan and the dragon clan can only achieve something by relying on the powerful luck of occupying the four seas and occupying the sky."

"Seriously?"

There was a quasi-saint who was originally hesitant, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked directly at the old quasi-saint and asked.

"Seriously!"

The old quasi-saint directly focused his head.

Everything he said was the truth, all the secrets of the flood desolation he knew, but... Whether it is true or not, then he cannot guarantee.

Anyway, he thought it was true.

Hear the words of this old quasi-saint.

Originally, because of the experience of Gou Dao that he had inadvertently exposed before, several quasi-saints who hesitated were all excited.

Although the former three races have fallen, history has been buried, and there is no trace of it even in the long river of time and space.

But many quasi-saints know one thing, that is, the Qilin clan, the phoenix clan, and the dragon clan, the three clans were very strong back then.

The three of Lin Zu, Feng Zu and Long Zu were extremely strong among the quasi-saints.

You must know that in the flood and famine of that year, there was not a Hongjun Dao ancestor who preached and passed down the method of beheading three corpses.

"Relying on luck to achieve quasi-saints..." Suddenly

hearing such a secret news made these quasi-saints excited one by one.

In his heart, he also gradually gave birth to a desire for the Flood Barren Central Continent, a desire for luck that could help them make rapid progress.

At this time, feeling that the gaze from the leading quasi-saint this time calmed down a little, the old quasi-saint was slightly relieved.

It's finally over.

If this union, by him this trust... If one of the hidden promoters accidentally messes up, that's a joke.

And at this time.

Another quasi-saint suddenly spoke, his eyes calmly looking at the old quasi-saint who spoke, and the leading quasi-saint asked in a deep voice.

"Although the luck of this flood desolation central land is strong, it is certainly impossible for us to plunder too much territory from the hands of the Terrans."

"Can this occupied qi luck really have such a divine effect?"

This statement came out.

Many quasi-saints who originally had fiery eyes also reacted, and the fiery heat in their hearts was suddenly extinguished.

They all calmed down and also looked at the two quasi-saints.

The same quasi-saint, no one is really stupid.

That old quasi-saint spoke like this, obviously, he was also like the leading quasi-saint, and he was one of the initiators of this alliance.

"You don't have to worry about that."

The leading quasi-saint said with a smile.

"Qi luck is mysterious, although the territory occupied has a certain impact, it is never all."

"Strength... "

This is the key to occupying luck."

"With our combined strength, even if it is only a small area in the Flood Barren Central Continent."

"But our eleven quasi-saints, plus our ethnic group joining forces, don't say much... Occupying half of the Flood Barren Central Continent is not a problem.

"Only half-finished?" A quasi-saint frowned and said dissatisfied.

"Half a percent is already a lot." The leading quasi-saint shook his head slightly, "The reason why I only invited everyone here. "

Even after calculating this half-formed luck, although it can't make us like the Qilin clan back then, it is enough for our eleventh party cultivation needs, and..." The

leading quasi-saint paused before continuing.

"This half-cheng should be the maximum that the Holy Emperor Fuxi of the Terran Race can endure."

Hearing this, many quasi-saints who were also a little dissatisfied because of their half-formed qi luck came to their senses.

The dissatisfaction in my heart suddenly dissipated.

Dissatisfied?

What dissatisfaction?

How could they be dissatisfied.

Even though they were all quasi-saints, they were already very satisfied with the blessing of half-completed qi luck.

The central land of the flood barrens, this area with the richest resources and the strongest luck.

Whether it was in the previous era or this era, it has always been forbidden by hegemonic forces.

The Qilin Clan, the Wu Clan, which one is not extremely domineering

, even if it is the Terran they are currently discussing, if it is not for the other party's true heritage, Saint Emperor Fuxi has never made a move.

Occupy the entire Flood Barren Central Continent.

Otherwise. No matter how hot their eyes were, absolutely no one dared to make a move and plan to calculate the territory of the Terrans.

"I have no objection."

"It's so good."

"Good."

The many great powers who were doing it looked at each other, and they all nodded in agreement.

Seeing that they all nodded in agreement, the leading quasi-saint's face also showed a smile, and then said.

"Even so, then we will form an alliance, and when the time comes, we will occupy the next area in this Flood Barren Central Continent."

Hearing this quasi-saint's words, the faces of the ten quasi-saints who were doing all showed a smile in unison.

The eleven quasi-saintly powers, and the forces behind them, joined forces to raise the issue of trust between them.

The huge power alone can almost be called a small demon clan.

If it weren't for the fear of the Holy Emperor Fuxi behind the Terrans, and the existence of the Virgin Nuwa.

Joining forces, they could even easily slaughter the current Terrans.

However, there are no ifs in the flood world.

Although they were hungry for the vast and fertile territory of the Terrans today, they did not dare to really rush into the Terrans and seize the territory.

Even if it weren't for Fuxi's seclusion after sanctification.

One is just to block the obstacles above the quasi-saint for the Terrans, and all the things below it are all ignored.

They didn't even dare to gather here to discuss such a thing.

Even so, when they got together, they did not say that they were ready to seize the territory of the Terrans.

Instead, he was preparing to seize the Central Continent of the Flood Barrens, except for the territory of the Terrans.

As for the territory of the Terrans.

If it is said that in the flood and desolation, there are those races that do not have long eyes, and they really dare to occupy the territory of the Terrans.

Then they did not hesitate to take away those races and seize those Terran territories from the other side.

As long as they did not storm the Terrans and seize the occupied territory from the Terrans.

Could it be that the adult race could still ask the Holy Emperor Fuxi and ask the saint to deal with them?

How can it be.

How could the saints be so cheap that they would attack them because of this territory?

If the Holy Emperor Fuxi of the Terran Race really wanted to let the Terrans occupy the Flood Wilderness, then he could have made a move long ago.

Even with the position of strength of the saint, there is no need to make a move at all, it is only necessary to say it out, without the other saints stopping it.

Even if the current Terrans completely occupy the Central Daluo of the Flood Wilderness, those races living here at this time will probably have to move away obediently.

And since Fuxi didn't mean to speak.

Naturally, let the races fight for themselves.

It was precisely by understanding this that these would-be saints dared to be so bold and make such plans.

Thinking that he was about to be able to occupy a side in this area with the strongest qi luck, he could enjoy the rapid progress under the blessing of qi luck.

The smiles on the faces of these eleven quasi-saint powers couldn't stop it.

"Gentlemen..."

was as a quasi-saint prepared to speak.

Between heaven and earth, an incomparably oppressive aura suddenly swept over the quasi-saints present.

At the moment when this breath swept over, even many quasi-saints, the immeasurable mana in their bodies was slightly stunned.

Paused for a moment.

This feeling made the faces of all the quasi-saints change greatly.

One by one, their faces changed drastically and they looked in the direction where the breath was coming from.

Mana stagnation.

Although only for a short moment.

But it was that brief moment of mana stagnation, if it wasn't an accident, it didn't bring everyone present together.

It is a means performed by someone with evil intentions, not all of them.

But at that moment, at least three quasi-saints had to fall to the ruins on the spot.

"That breath is..." "

Terrans!"

Although the speed of the wisp of oppressive aura just now passed by rapidly.

But all those present were quasi-saints, and the moment that wisp of breath passed, the direction of its appearance was still captured by them.

Moreover, the Terran aura that was not concealed in the slightest thing made them clear about the source of that means.

"What the hell did this Terran do?"

"This method, damn it..." Many

quasi-saints had extremely ugly faces.

Although the wisp of breath just now had an extremely depressed aura, there was not the slightest trace of a cultivator's mana and avenue breath.

Apparently.

This was not a move by some powerful cultivator, but a means used by the Terrans.

This method can be used once, maybe it can be used for the second or third time.

All the quasi-saints had extremely ugly faces, and they all agreed in unison, directly rising into the sky and flying towards the direction of that breath.