Land of nothingness.

Ye Fan looked at the avatar in front of him with satisfaction, this was an external avatar that he had spent ten thousand years using the Chaos Bead to create for himself.

According to the task process of the system, further steps, he can reach a critical point, so as to get the opportunity to go out separately.

At present, the flood and famine seem calm, but in fact, contradictions have accumulated to the peak, and the difference is only the fuse of the outbreak.

Over the years, in order to compete for the territory of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, the Lich Clan has fought countless battles openly and secretly.

On the contrary, the Terrans have expanded wildly, and now there are tens of billions, spread throughout the surrounding area of Buzhou Mountain, and there is even a trend of continued expansion.

According to the general trend of the flood and desolation, the Lich clan is about to end, the Terran race is prosperous, but he needs to reverse the end of the Lich Tribulation.

In this regard, Ye Fan had already planned it, but the difference was just an opportunity.

Everything is under his control.

Even, he had the leisure to refine an external incarnation for himself, in order to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

The external incarnation refined with the Chaos Bead started from the realm of a saint, and followed the path of cultivating the inner world.

In the future, when the inner world cultivation is successful, Ye Fan can also fuse the external incarnation and inherit the results of the doppelganger cultivation, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

With the help of the system, seeing the recent situation in the outside world, two guys are sneaking into the sun star.

The corners of Ye Fan’s mouth curled up slightly, and he muttered:

“Huh, finally can’t help it?”

…..

Wu Clan Ancestral Land, Gourd World.

The twelve ancestors had palpitations, but fortunately they stopped in time, which did not cause a greater disaster.

Looking at the gourd world full of messes, Di Jiang said distressedly:

“It’s okay, it will take thousands of years to restore my precious gourd.”

Hearing this, Houtu and the others looked at each other and smiled, and Gonggong grinned even more:

“Anyway, big brother, you have nothing to do, just in retreat, I can also find an opportunity to go out and slaughter a few demon kings to solve the hunger.”

When the words fell, feeling the gazes of everyone, Gonggong suddenly found himself speechless, and he accidentally said the words in his heart.

The two Lich clans are on the surface safe and sound, what if they let the communists mess around and trigger a second Lich War?

Today is not the same as in the past, now is the age of saints, the relationship between different forces is complicated, and the witch race cannot be the target of all.

“Together!”

Di Jiang looked at Gonggong with a calm face, and was about to preach, and Gonggong quickly begged for mercy:

“I’m wrong, I’m wrong, big brother, just spare me, aren’t you going to repair the gourd, the task of collecting materials is wrapped up in me.”

Seeing this, everyone was suddenly speechless, and Di Jiang sighed helplessly:

“You guy, it seems that it is wise to let Hou Yi take your place.”

“Hahaha!”

Hearing this, Houtu and the others couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

The nature of the co-workers is good, but it is too impulsive, and the clansmen who are taught are all a group of reckless men, and this situation did not improve until Houyi took over the position of leader.

“……”

Gonggong expressed grievances, but I will not say it.

After an episode, the twelve ancestors were smiling, not lively, and the topic was talking about the mysterious voice.

Facing everyone’s gaze, Houtu said helplessly:

“Although my predecessors pointed me out, somehow, maybe I was too ordinary and never received the teachings of my seniors again.”

Hearing this, Di Jiang and the others sighed.

But at this moment, a mysterious voice suddenly sounded.

[Hehe, the Houtu girl can really laugh, aren’t you Versailles? ] 】

[One of the twelve ancestral witches, heroic and sassy, Hui Qianlanxin, if you are an ordinary woman, how can you let the other Flood Wilderness women deal with themselves? ] 】

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked, followed by a thick ecstasy.

A red glow flew on Houtu’s face, and he bowed and bowed

“Houtu meet the senior!”

“What the seniors said is that my little sister’s shadow is frosty, gray and lazy…”

Gonggong felt honored and asked

“Since the seniors like Houtu, it’s better to marry my little sister, we can also kiss and kiss.”

Hearing this, Houtu only felt that his face was feverish, and said angrily:

“Together!”

Gonggong looked at Houtu blindedly, not understanding why the other party suddenly became angry.

It is normal for the Celestial Race to marry in the Terran Race, and even the Wu Race has learned it, and he is obviously thinking about the lifelong events of the Houtu Land.

Glancing at Houtu resentfully, Gonggong

muttered:

“Really, obviously when you talk about seniors, you just look adoring, aren’t all the men and women of the Terran race like this?”

Di Jiang and others: “…”

Houtu: “…”

After some interlude, let’s get back to business.

More than a hundred thousand years have passed, but it can be regarded as a response, Di Jiang and others have thanked each other, and their words are full of reverence.

But the mysterious voice changed his tone and said:

[I watched the sky last night, the Wu tribe is afraid of a bloody disaster recently, and the source of the disaster comes from Houyi of the Gonggong tribe. 】

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and the faces of Di Jiang and the others changed greatly when they boarded.

…….


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