The black shadow responded: "It's very simple, just kill two people."
"Are you talking about the siblings?" Yan Hai asked with a slight curl of the corner of his mouth.
"Yes." Black Shadow replied.
The Xuanyuan clan's intelligence system is much more powerful than that of other races, and they have a clearer understanding of the affairs of the Nuwa clan and the Chiyou clan.
What's more, the Nuwa and Chiyou tribes don't hide much about this matter, so it's not difficult to find out.
Yan Hai looked at the dark shadow in front of him with great interest and said: "So you are really scared. In other words, it seems that it is very important to the siblings, so important that you have to take action."
The black shadow was silent for a moment and replied again: "Yes."
The intelligence of these exiles is extraordinary, and they can often see the truth with just a few details. It is too difficult to deceive them.
So the black shadow admitted it directly.
Yan Hai curled his lips, and then said: "This price is probably too high for me. After all, the Nuwa and Chiyou tribes should do their best to protect the siblings. It will be very difficult to eradicate them.
...If I choose to join them, although the Chiyou tribe will not be happy, if I pay a certain price, the problem will not be big."
Yan Hai said while paying attention to the black shadow.
Although Yan Hai couldn't see through Heiying's expression, he could still guess Heiying's thoughts.
"The Xuanyuan clan is indeed qualified to join them, but even if they join them, it is impossible to leave this world," Black Shadow said, "I know you are testing me, but I will tell you directly, even if they pass the pair
The siblings found us and tried to cut off the chain of the curse. We will also liquidate the world. By then, not only them, but you and your Xuanyuan clan will not be able to survive, even if they are hiding in the bone tower."
Hearing this, Yan Hai raised his eyebrows slightly.
He was judging whether the black shadow was telling the truth or lies.
If the Warden clan can really do this, then he will definitely not join the Nuwa clan. He does not want to be buried with those guys.
But if it's a lie...
This is a dilemma.
Having said that, no matter which choice you choose, it is easier than leaving this world.
While Yan Hai was thinking about it, the black shadow continued: "If you agree, our warden clan will also help you behind the scenes. In addition to us, I believe there are many exiles who are also willing to follow you."
The Nuwa clan only invited the top clans.
In addition to those big clans, there are also many small clans at the bottom. Although these small clans are not that strong, they have a lot of exiles, and together they are a considerable force.
What's more, the warden clan will still stand behind them.
Perhaps the Warden clan will not choose to directly participate in the war, but the world is under their control and they will definitely provide great help.
After deliberation for a long time, Yan Hai's eyes flashed with determination, "I agree."
To be fair, Yan Hai might not hesitate if it was just a Chiyou clan, but after adding the Nuwa clan and several other big clans, he was still very hesitant.
But this opportunity is so important that he must seize it.
In other bone towers in this world, or in some hidden places, the warden family is trying to persuade the exiles.
It was a little difficult to persuade the Warden clan at first. After all, who dares to fight against those high-ranking clans?
Therefore, the answers given by those exiles were all ambiguous. Their first choice was to join the Nuwa tribe.
But since the Xuanyuan clan nodded, the slightly weaker exiles reacted quickly. After all, there was a big clan like the Xuanyuan clan in front of them, so they could just follow behind...
Among the Nuwa tribe.
In the center of a huge hexagonal square, light red strips of light formed a complex pattern.
In the center of this pattern, Fuchu hangs upside down in mid-air, eyes closed, motionless.
And above him, there was a huge Wa shadow, holding him in his hands.
Ming Wei and Mr. Jin have already made an agreement.
They set the time for two years later, that is, after the light of judgment arrives.
Before that, Mingwei was responsible for helping Fuchu open up the inner world and making every effort to improve Fuchu's cultivation.
"Buzz buzz..."
As the huge Wa shadow began to shine, a powerful energy gathered towards Fuchu's Dantian.
This energy is too violent. If the fragile Dantian bears the impact of this energy, it may fall apart...
Fuchu, who had his eyes closed and his face full of peace, suddenly opened his eyes. His handsome face was distorted by pain, and his hands were dancing like a drowning person.
Mingwei looked at Fuchu, with a hint of approval on her face. This child's talent was better than she imagined.
"Fuchu..."
Xiaoyun saw her brother looking so uncomfortable, and her plain face was full of worry.
"It's okay. The sect master will take action himself and everything will be fine," a desolate god from the Nuwa tribe comforted him beside him.
"But ordinary cultivation methods are not so painful," Xiaoyun asked with a frown.
The Warden clan also cultivates true gods. Xiaoyun just didn't have the chance at first, but from what she has seen and heard, she also knows that opening up the Divine Sea is not that painful.
"Because there is not enough time," the god of wasteland stared at Fuchu with twinkling eyes, with a look of envy on his face, "The sect master is directly helping Fuchu build the world, so it will naturally be a lot more painful. Even if I am treated like this,
Many of the core disciples of the clan wish for it..."
The desolate gods among the Nuwa tribe rarely receive this kind of treatment. Now many people look at Fuchu with envy.
After saying this, Xiaoyun felt relieved.
The desolate god of the Nuwa tribe said again: "The sect master has given instructions. If you are willing, I can transplant a piece of the Nuwa tribe's bloodline for you, and at the same time, I can provide desolate bones and bloodline desolate bones. You can do it during this period."
Practice well."
"Transplantation of blood..." Xiaoyun was slightly startled.
Xiaoyun, who has lived in the eternal wasteland, naturally knows how precious a bloodline is.
Just one bloodline desolate bone can be exchanged for unimaginable resources. The prerequisite for swallowing these bloodline desolate bones is to possess their bloodline.
Bloodline is naturally rarer than bloodline desolate bones, not to mention that now she can get a copy of the Nuwa clan's bloodline, which is the most powerful bloodline in the world...
After thinking about it, Xiaoyun still refused.
Although she also wants to become stronger, and although her liberal faction has betrayed the Warden clan, she still needs to preserve her bloodline.
But since the Nuwa tribe can provide her with a large amount of desolate bones, she will naturally not refuse.