"The weakness of the human race has reached a point where it is difficult to recover! Even if one or two geniuses and strong men occasionally appear, it is difficult to conceal the weakness of the human race. What's more important is that this civilizational era is coming to an end.
In this entire civilization era, the human race has been glorious, has declined, and has had its ups and downs, but the strong men of the human race are destined to never come back from their expeditions! While the heritage of all races is recovering, the human race is so isolated and has no chance of being born. The human race was born only in this era.
Experts, but they want to compete with the heritage of the entire civilization of the Ten Thousand Races. I just want to ask one thing, the human race, why?"
Feng Xun's tone became tougher.
Fang Yue lowered his head slightly.
"Weakness is the original sin!"
Fang Yue sighed.
"The human race is not only weak, but also occupies the vast land and rich resources in this underworld. How can all races not be tempted by the crime of harboring a treasure?"
Feng Xun is aggressive.
It’s not the case for the Wind Clan! In the minds of all races, everyone has a similar understanding of the human race! “If nothing else, let’s talk about this Feather City! There are at least dozens of giant mineral veins in Feather City, which are already underground.
You know how many years it has been sleeping! You humans don’t mine it, and you don’t let us other races get involved. This is a huge waste of resources. Don’t you humans know?”
There is no cover in Feng Xun's words.
The human race's vast territory and abundant resources are the reason why this race is rejected by all other races.
Fang Yue was silent again.
"So that's what it is like! Now I understand, I'll give you a choice. Hand over basic resources worth ten pieces of true fairyland level magic weapons, and I'll let you go! The human race has encountered a blockade of basic resources, which has further aggravated the decline of the human race.
!I can’t change anything else, but I can still work harder on these basic resources!”
Fang Yue's voice fell.
Feng Xun was a little stunned.
It's not because the conditions offered by Fang Yue are too high, but because the conditions they offered are too low.
Let them go?
Just ten basic resources of true fairyland level magic weapons! This is not in line with their previous understanding of Fang Yue! "Why don't you want to?"
Fang Yue raised his eyelids.
"I wonder why?"
Feng Xun asked.
"Add two more basic resources of true fairyland level magic weapons, and I'll tell you why!"
Feng Xun took out a storage bag without hesitation.
"Don't be poor with me! I want to know the truth!"
Feng Xun became increasingly anxious.
He suddenly felt that he could not see through the human race in front of him! "Pop!"
Fang Yue snapped his fingers! The luck in the Yuhua City behind him slowly increased! One after another, the human cultivators broke through the barriers and broke through the realm. The magnitude of their breakthroughs may not be large, but they are extremely determined!
The luck of the human race is slowly rising.
Stable and solid! The power of disaster was gradually squeezed out, and under the feedback of luck, more human geniuses were born, forming a virtuous cycle! Feng Xun's divine thoughts covered it.
In fact, there are only a few particularly powerful human beings who have broken through in this Yuhua City.
They are all those who have broken through to the leader level to become saints, the saint level has broken through to great saints, and the great saints have broken through to virtual immortals! There are also people who have taken potions and changed their bloodlines. From an ordinary passerby, they suddenly become one in ten or one in a hundred.
Little genius.
These are all the births of luck. Each one is not strong, but when combined together, it is like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea! "There are many people in the human race! If everyone contributes a little bit of luck, the luck of the entire human race can flourish."
!In this era, luck also represents a kind of power. Where luck is strong, the power of disaster will be relatively thin!"
Fang Yue expressed his logic.
Feng Xun was suddenly stunned.
There is no need for Fang Yue to say the rest.
He has also understood! The total amount of calamity power in the underworld is fixed, and the calamity power dispersed by the human race will fall into other ethnic groups, accelerating the entry of calamity from other ethnic groups into the city.
This is a typical rhythm of death and poverty.
"With these resources, another batch of strong men from our human race will be born! Especially if these resources are placed in Yuhua City, at least more than a thousand strong men at the level of the Great Saint can be born! The power of luck is like
The waves are mighty.
The forces of calamity that have been expelled will naturally fall into the territory of the Wind Clan!"
Fang Yue made no secret of his plans.
Feng Xun had the urge to strangle Fang Yue to death every minute.
Killing with a borrowed knife! Can this Fang Yue really be a human being?
"If there is nothing else, everyone should leave!"
Fang Yue said to everyone in the Wind Clan with a look of disgust.
Feng Xun was speechless, but he didn't know how to deal with Fang Yue.
In the end, he had no choice but to take his troops and leave in anger.
Wait until the people from the Wind Clan leave.
Fang Yue breathed a sigh of relief.
Reality told him not to be too public.
If he hadn't performed so well in the border ruins before, the Wind Clan wouldn't be so desperate to mobilize so many strong men to target him.
It was a fluke that I didn't reveal my true strength and trump card this time.
If the leader of the Wind Clan was not a nervous person like Feng Xun, but a reckless man, I guess his results would have been rewritten again! "The people of the Wind Clan are really arrogant!
"
A faint voice came.
"Hunter Ghost, you are watching the show and you don't know how to help. Do you know how dangerous the situation Fang Yue faced just now is?"
Po Tianhou's voice also appeared subsequently.
In fact, Po Tianhou had already arrived.
It's just that he wanted to take action at the most critical moment. If a fight really broke out, he would at least take away one or two Spirit Immortals from the Wind Clan.
As for killing the Daluo Jinxian of the Wind Clan, Po Tianhou doesn't have the ability to do so.
The reason why Fang Yue was able to kill Feng Yan was because he practiced the Five Elements of Heaven, and the power of the rules was ten times that of the Avenue of Wind controlled by Feng Yan.
But Po Tianhou did not have such ability.
What he understood was that the Daluo Golden Immortal of the Wind Clan could fight to a draw at most.
"Didn't you take action too?"
The ghost Hou hidden in the shadows said quietly.
Ghost Marquis is also a long-famous Daluo Golden Immortal in Tianhuang Kingdom.
He had previously planned to make a sneak attack, so he lay dormant nearby.
Fang Yue was a little helpless, because he suddenly realized that the human race was full of such old yinbi. No wonder the human race had a bad reputation among all races.
"Thank you so much, Lady Yuki, for allowing Lady Snow to travel all the way this time!"
Fang Yue vaguely told Wu Siyu before that some time ago, Fang Yue and Wu Siyu separated, and Wu Siyu was brought into a force called Tianshen Mountain.
After returning, Wu Siyu's strength improved by leaps and bounds, and her bloodline was awakened, her talent was transcendent, and now she has become a third-class child of luck.
This snow girl is a messenger from Tianshen Mountain.
I once gave Wu Siyu guidance on Tianshen Mountain.
"You're welcome! Since it's the goddess's request, I naturally don't dare to refuse!"
Snow Girl's face was expressionless, and she seemed to be very indifferent to Fang Yue.
"goddess?
What goddess?
Could it be that you are saying that this Wu Siyu is a goddess from your Tianshen Mountain?"
Only then did Fang Yue react.
"Hmm! Could it be possible? Don't you know?
Wu Siyu is one of the eighteen goddesses on the Tianshan Mountain, and she is the heir to the Tianshen Mountain!"
The snow girl said indifferently.
She had a feeling of disdain for Fang Yue.
"Actually, your status is not worthy of being with Goddess Wu Siyu. It's because Goddess Wu Siyu has withstood all kinds of pressure that she doesn't let people from Tianshen Mountain cause trouble for you!"
The snow girl's voice fell.
Fang Yue's heart suddenly shrank.
He looked at Wu Siyu and wanted to ask for proof.
"Wu Siyu, is it really what this snow girl said?"
Wu Siyu's little face showed a panic expression.
"Fang Yue, don't think too much!"
Fang Yue took a deep breath.
"Okay, I get it! I won't ask any more questions, and I won't embarrass you! You are here to help me this time. I don't like that I owe others, and I don't like that Wu Siyu owes others! Here is a copy
The will of the Tao without a master can be regarded as the reward for your action this time!"
Fang Yue flicked his finger.
A crystal ball appeared in front of the snow girl.
There was finally a ripple in the snow girl's eyes.
The will of the Tao without a master is extremely rare even on the Tianshen Mountain! This thing is hard to come by! The Snow Girl's attitude towards Fang Yue also changed slightly.
"For the sake of your generosity, I will remind you again that if you are really good to Wu Siyu, let her grow up as soon as possible. In the future, the competition among the goddesses in this world will be extremely fierce! Divine Master
She is about to die, and if she wants to inherit the position of the God Lord, she will not only have to face the challenges of the goddesses of the past, but also have to fight with some elders who cannot come out of seclusion! Only after she was promoted to Daluo Jinxian can she barely have her own right to speak on the Tianshen Mountain!
Only in the Immortal Lord Realm can you be qualified to compete for the position of Divine Lord!"
The snow girl's voice fell.
Then, she turned into pieces of snowflakes and scattered.
Fang Yue watched Xue Nu leave.
I sighed slightly in my heart.
If it were in other eras, the combat power that reached the Da Luo Jin Fairyland level could be said to be a giant-level existence in the underworld.
But he was born in this era, and Daluo Jinxian was just the beginning! Those cow ghosts and snake gods dormant in the dark appeared one after another.
Judging from Feng Xun’s expression just now, I’m afraid he, a veteran Da Luo Jin Fairyland existence, may not necessarily know the existence of Tianshen Mountain! “If my guess is correct, this Feng Clan should be able to recuperate in a short time.
I will attack the human race again!"
Po Tianhou showed a rare smile.
When Fang Yue was under siege.
He had secretly notified his army, and while the masters of the Wind Clan were vacant and there was no one inside to guard them, they marched straight in and attacked Huanglong.
Yongfeng Town also cooperated and specially attacked some dangerous places.
The Wind Clan was bloodbathed for eight hundred miles, with countless casualties.
Nowadays, the Wind Clan has suffered heavy casualties and needs a lot of time to regroup.
"This is a rare victory. The basic resources harvested can almost maintain the normal operation of Yuhua City for thirty days!"
Po Tianhou was not prepared to take away the results of this victory, but wanted to keep them all in Yuhua City.
Po Tianhou understood in his heart that the reason why they were able to achieve a great victory this time was mainly because Fang Yue had restrained the people of the Wind Clan. If it weren't for Fang Yue, they would not have had such a good opportunity for a sneak attack.
It's not worth creating a rift with Fang Yue just for a few resources.
Leaving resources in Yuhua City is equivalent to giving resources to Fang Yue.
"Thank you Po Tianhou!"
Fang Yue cupped his fists and thanked him.
Although this Yuhua City is powerful, it has a large population and countless practitioners. The resources required to maintain daily operations are astronomical.