Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

"My plan, do you have any objections?"

A quasi-saint looked at the other ten mighty ones.

To be able to discuss with the quasi-saint, the other ten mighty ones are naturally quasi-saint-level strongmen.

But compared to their cultivation, the reason why they can sit here and gather together to discuss is that they all have a tribe or a force behind them.

Therefore, they will gather together to discuss the conquest of the human race.

"Joining forces is naturally not a problem, but the human race occupies most of the prehistoric central continent. Does it really have the luck that is effective for us quasi-saints?"

"I don't know if the human race has the luck of the prehistoric continent to bless their cultivation."

A quasi-saint asked in a deep voice.

"I have never heard of the witch tribe that occupied this prehistoric continent before."

Another quasi-saint also spoke up.

"In this era, the way of heaven is covered in dust, the avenue is in chaos, and the luck is naturally silent, so it is useless."

The quasi-saint who first proposed the alliance and was also the leader of this alliance spoke up.

"As for the witch clan..." The quasi-saint paused before speaking.

"That's because the witch clan's bloodline was passed down from the great god Pangu, and they don't understand the avenue. For the witch clan, practicing is to tap the power of their own bloodline."

As he spoke, the quasi-saint showed a touch of envy on his face.

There is a law in the body by nature, and you just need to use it and tap it, and you can gradually master it, and even...

When the law is applied to perfection, the law in the body will also become the avenue.

When the avenue is applied to perfection, it will go a step further, integrate into the body, and become a quasi-saint.

This flat road that seems like the avenue to heaven, even as a quasi-saint, I can't help but envy it!

"The effect of this luck on the Wu clan is not as obvious as that on normal practitioners, and..."

"The Wu clan was born with great luck, so the effect is even less noticeable."

The quasi-saint who took the lead explained.

"If so, how can we prove that the so-called luck of the Daluo in the central part of the prehistoric world also has a miraculous effect on us."

Another quasi-saint said in a deep voice.

"I know something about this."

An old-looking quasi-saint suddenly spoke up, with a little nostalgia on his face.

"Speaking of the races that occupy the central land of the prehistoric world, in addition to the Wu clan, there is also the Qilin clan from the previous era."

"In the previous era, a good friend of mine, Da Luo, joined the Qilin clan."

"When he invited me, he told me about the changes in his practice after joining the Qilin clan."

"The speed of accumulating mana in practice increased by 50% out of thin air, and the perception of the Great Dao was even clearer, and his practice progressed by leaps and bounds."

"And according to him, the Qilin clan's own Da Luo enjoyed effects that were several times, or even dozens of times better than theirs."

"Really!"

Suddenly, a quasi-saint was shocked, and then asked in surprise.

"Of course I take it seriously." The old quasi-saint nodded: "Back then, I also found several Daluo who joined the Qilin clan to verify it."

"Unfortunately, before I could think it over, the war between the three clans broke out."

"My good friend died in the war between the Qilin clan and the Dragon clan at that time, and I also..."

The old quasi-saint shook his head and didn't say much.

However, although the old quasi-saint said it was a pity, there was no regret on his face, but...

There was a bit of pride.

Proud that he was not involved in the war between the three clans back then.

However, many quasi-saints who were doing it could understand it.

No matter how good the effect of joining the Qilin clan is, it will be useless if you die.

On the contrary, he, who did not have the luck enhancement, survived the chaotic era and this long period.

Now he has achieved the status of a quasi-saint.

However...

The face of the quasi-saint who spoke first and led the alliance this time was not very good.

Looking at the old quasi-saint, he also looked like he was here to make trouble.

I am discussing how to occupy the prehistoric continent and practice luck, and you are here, telling how you have survived endless years.

Telling that being alive is more important than practicing luck-enhancing...

Perhaps he woke up from his memories of the past.

The old quasi-saint also found that his words were inappropriate and quickly changed the subject.

"My friend once said that the Kirin clan's ancestors and several Kirin kings were able to break through to the quasi-saint level, and they were even considered strong among the quasi-saint level."

"It was because of the Kirin clan's strong luck in occupying the prehistoric land."

"And it's not just the Kirin clan, it'sEven the many Quasi-Saints of the Phoenix and Dragon Clans relied on the powerful luck of occupying the four seas and the sky to achieve success. "

"Really?"

A Quasi-Saint who was originally hesitant suddenly had a bright look in his eyes and asked directly at the old Quasi-Saint.

"Really? ”

The old quasi-saint nodded heavily.

What he said was all true, and they were all the secrets of the prehistoric world that he knew, but... whether it was true or not, he could not guarantee it.

Anyway, he thought it was true.

Hearing the words of the old quasi-saint.

Originally, because of his experience of the Gou Dao that he accidentally exposed before, several quasi-saints who had hesitated became excited.

Although the three tribes had fallen, their history had been buried, and even in the long river of time and space, no traces could be found.

But many quasi-saints knew one thing, that is, the Qilin tribe, the Phoenix tribe, and the Dragon tribe were very strong in those days.

The three ancestors of the Kirin, the Phoenix, and the Dragon were extremely powerful among the quasi-saints in those days.

You should know that in the prehistoric world back then, there was no Hongjun Daozu preaching and passing down the Taoist method of beheading the three corpses.

"Rely on luck to become a quasi-saint..."

Suddenly hearing such a secret of the prehistoric world, these quasi-saints were very excited.

In their hearts, they gradually developed a desire for the prehistoric central continent, and a desire for the luck that could help them make rapid progress.

At this time, the old quasi-saint felt that the eyes of the leading quasi-saint had calmed down a little, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, it was rounded off.

If this alliance was accidentally disrupted by him, one of the secret initiators, it would be a joke.

At this time.

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

"Although the luck of this prehistoric central land is strong, we certainly cannot plunder too much territory from the human race."

"Can this occupied luck really have such a magical effect? "

As soon as these words came out.

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

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

As quasi-saints, no one is really stupid.

The old quasi-saint said this, obviously, like the leading quasi-saint, he was one of the initiators of this alliance.

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

The leading quasi-saint said with a smile.

"The road of luck is mysterious. Although the occupied territory has a certain influence, it is never all."

"Strength...power..."

"This is the key to occupying luck."

"With our combined strength, even if we only occupy a small area in the Central Continent of the Great Desolation."

"But with the eleven quasi-saints and our tribes working together, it is not a problem to occupy half of the luck of the Central Continent of the Great Desolation."

"Only half? "One quasi-saint frowned and said dissatisfiedly.

"Half is already a lot." The leading quasi-saint shook his head slightly and said: "The reason why I only invited everyone present."

"Even if we calculate this half luck, although it can't make us like the Qilin tribe in the past, it is enough for our eleven parties to practice, and..."

The leading quasi-saint paused before continuing.

"This half should be the maximum that the human race's Saint Emperor Fuxi can tolerate. "

Hearing this, the many quasi-saints who were also somewhat dissatisfied with the half-finished luck came to their senses.

The dissatisfaction in their hearts disappeared immediately.

Dissatisfied?

What dissatisfaction?

How could they be dissatisfied?

Even though they were all quasi-saints, they were already very satisfied to enjoy the blessing of half-finished luck.

The central land of the prehistoric world, this area with the richest resources and the strongest luck.

Whether in the last era or this era, it has always been the forbidden delicacy of the overlord-level forces.

Which one of the Qilin clan and the witch clan is not extremely domineering?

Even if it is not the true foundation of the other party, Saint Emperor Fuxi has never taken action.

Occupy the entire central continent of the prehistoric world.

Otherwise. No matter how jealous they are, no one will dare to take action and plan to calculate the territory of the human race.

"I have no objection."

"That's very good."

"Good. "

The many powerful people present looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Seeing everyone nodding in agreement, the quasi-saint who took the lead also showed a hint of joy on his face, and then said.

"In this case, let's form an alliance, and when the time comes, we will occupy the next area in this central continent of the prehistoric world."

Hearing this quasi-saint sayAfter hearing these words, the ten quasi-saints smiled at the same time.

The eleven quasi-saints and the forces behind them united, not to mention the trust between them.

The sheer size of their forces almost made them a small demon race.

If they were not afraid of the existence of the Holy Emperor Fuxi and the Holy Mother Nuwa behind the human race.

If they joined forces, they could easily slaughter the current human race.

However, there is no if in the prehistoric world.

Although they envied the vast and fertile territory of the human race, they did not dare to rush into the human race and seize the territory.

Even if Fuxi had not retired after becoming a saint.

They just blocked obstacles above the quasi-saint for the human race, and all the obstacles below them were ignored.

They did not even dare to gather here to discuss such things.

Even so, they did not say that they were ready to seize the territory of the human race when they gathered together.

Instead, they were ready to seize the territory of the central continent of the prehistoric world, except for the territory of the human race.

As for the territory of the human race.

If there are those blind races in the prehistoric world who really dare to occupy the territory of the human race.

Then they will not hesitate to take action and seize the territories of the human race from those races.

As long as they do not attack the human race by force and seize the occupied territories from the human race.

Can the human race still ask the Holy Emperor Fuxi and the saints to deal with them?

How is it possible.

How could the saints be so cheap as to take action against them just because of this little territory.

If the Holy Emperor Fuxi of the human race really wanted the human race to occupy the prehistoric world, he could have taken action long ago.

Even with the strength and status of the saints, there is no need to take action at all, just to speak out, without other saints to stop.

Even if the human race completely occupies the central Daluo of the prehistoric world, the races living here at this time will probably have to move away obediently.

And since Fuxi has no intention of speaking.

Naturally, let the human race fight for themselves.

It is precisely because of this understanding that these quasi-saints dare to be so bold and make such a plan.

The thought of occupying a place in this area with the most abundant luck in the prehistoric world and enjoying the rapid progress under the blessing of luck.

The smiles on the faces of these eleven quasi-saints could not be stopped.

"Everyone..."

When a quasi-saint was about to speak.

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

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

Stagnated for a moment.

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

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

Mana stagnation.

Although it was only a short moment.

But that short moment of mana stagnation, if it was not an accident, it would not have affected everyone present.

But it was a means used by someone with malicious intentions, not to mention all of them.

But at that moment, at least three quasi-saints fell on the spot.

"That breath is..."

"Human!"

Although the speed of the oppressive breath just now was very fast.

But all the people present were quasi-saints, and the direction of the breath was still captured by them the moment it passed.

Moreover, the human breath without any cover-up made them know the source of the method.

"What did this human race do?"

"This method, damn..."

The faces of many quasi-saints were extremely ugly.

Although the breath just now had an extremely oppressive breath, there was no mana of cultivators and the breath of the Great Dao in it.

Obviously.

This was not a move by a powerful cultivator, but a method used by the human race.

This method can be used once, and maybe it can be used a second or third time.

The faces of the quasi-saints were extremely ugly, and they all soared into the sky and flew towards the direction of the breath.