Seeing that there was no one left alive except for the people of the Shenyin tribe, Yi Fan floated, planning to leave and go overseas alone to kill all the remaining gods.
But not long after he took off, two voices suddenly stopped him.
"Your Excellency, please wait!"
"Wait a moment!"
One was Fuxi, but the other came from a remote corner.
Ignoring Fuxi, Yifan squinted his eyes and searched, finally settling on a piece of gravel.
This is a man from the underworld with big braids, his face is wrapped in a black cloth, and his figure looks a little thin, but his head held high and a long knife hanging on his waist make him look handsome.
An aura of calmness in times of crisis.
"Go against the will of heaven! The Grand Marshal of the Underworld."
Fuxi also set his sights on it. After thousands of years, his knowledge reserve was extremely rich.
He also knew something about the people of the Nether Clan, but as far as he knew, the people of the Nether Clan were cruel and bloodthirsty. They lived in the wilderness all year round and were crushed by the gods like a group of rats. They did not dare to step into the Middle-earth continent.
Half step.
However, Fuxi still had a good impression of the Grand Marshal of the Underworld Tribe.
Because of his existence, the people of the Underworld have been unified, and there will no longer be a situation of disputes.
Moreover, under his leadership, the ten tribal leaders were willing to submit to their subordinates and lead their men to practice every day, hoping that one day, going against the will of heaven, he could lead them out of that desolate purgatory.
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Yi Fan still didn't speak, but kept staring at Ni Tianxing with a pair of oppressive eyes.
"Interesting, I agreed, after all, this world does not belong to me."
After a while, Yi Fan nodded, and his gaze, which was like scratching his bones, allowed him to see through his thoughts of going against the will of heaven at a glance.
Although the two of them didn't have much contact, Ni Tian Xing and Yi Fan had the same thoughts.
Overthrow the divine authority and destroy the gods.
In Yi Fan's eyes, this is just a small trouble, not even a trouble, but it is a lifelong pursuit that goes against heaven.
Since the purpose is the same and they have to go there anyway, Yi Fan doesn't mind having multiple people leading the way.
At least this journey won't be too boring, and besides, he was also very curious about the souls cultivated by the Nether Tribe.
It would be a good thing to take this opportunity to learn more about it.
"Thank you, Your Excellency. My name is Ni Tianxing, the Grand Marshal of the Underworld."
Before the question was even uttered, I got Yi Fan's answer. Going against the grain, I wasn't too surprised, but rather enlightened.
After all, the purpose of the Nether Clan has always been clear.
"Your Excellency, please come with me. If you want to overthrow the divine authority with me, you might as well come together."
The first half of the sentence is addressed to Yi Fan, while the second half is addressed to the people of the Shenyin tribe.
"Haha! It seems that even with my old bones, I can see the day when the divine power declines, and I can die without any regrets."
Fuxi laughed and went against the grain. What he wanted to say was also the reason why he stopped Yi Fan just now.
It's just that Yi Fan agreed so happily, which surprised him. He even thought that he would need to spend some time, but he didn't expect that the matter would be solved so easily.
"If you don't mind, you might as well add me." Suddenly another voice came.
Following Wu Geng's exclamation, a man with white hair appeared in front of everyone.
"Uncle Ziyu!"
"As long as human Qi practitioners have a common goal, they will be friends of the Underworld from all over the world!"
Against the will of heaven, he covered his face, but you could still hear the joy in his voice.
He had already seen Yi Fan's strength just now, and although the human Qi practitioner in front of him had never fought against him before, the sharpness revealed from him from time to time was enough to show that he was also a good player.
And judging from the level of sharpness, it definitely belongs to a swordsman.
"Then everyone, please come with me."
Walking against the sky, I turned around, and the wind behind me made a rustling noise.
In two flashes of light that were different from divine power, a man and a woman stood behind him respectively.
Yi Fan flew directly over and looked at them curiously.
Unlike humans, the people of the Hades have grayish skin and pointy ears, like the night elves in their previous lives.
Especially women, all of them are as beautiful as flowers, no less beautiful than female angels.
"Hey brother, thank you for saving me just now." Suddenly, a child jumped out next to Yi Fan, with a lively voice, which made Yi Fan stunned.
"Kid, aren't you afraid that I'll eat you? Didn't you see that I just killed people like crazy?"
No matter what, a child without any scheming can always make people happy.
"Big brother kills all the bad guys!" The child smiled shyly, not afraid at all.
"By the way, big brother, my name is Xiaoyu, what's your name? I have a very beautiful sister, and I want to introduce her to you. Sister Alan knows everything, including washing and cooking, and she will make sure to satisfy big brother."
It was only then that I discovered that this child was actually carrying a salted fish that was bigger than the others. Through the memory of his previous life, Yi Fan remembered that there seemed to be two children.
Of course, I didn’t remember the child’s name, but I had a profound memory of the salted fish behind the child.
"Little brat, people don't care much. But my name is Yi Fan. I can still be considered an angel now, but I'm thousands of years old. I'm old enough to be your grandfather."
After giving him a gentle pat on the head, Yi Fan said with a smile, it had been a long time since he had chatted in a pleasant mood.
The child named Xiaoyu in front of him gave him a rare experience.
"Ah? How many years old?"
The conversation between the two made everyone prick up their ears.
Due to the cruel means just now, many people stayed away from him. Even Fuxi couldn't find a way to talk to him for a while.
"Xiaoyu, don't talk nonsense!" At this time, one hand directly covered Xiaoyu's mouth, and then I saw Alan saying sorry to Yifan with embarrassment.
"It's okay, let him continue. I like this kid more."
Yi Fan shook his head, his attitude a little more distant than when talking to Xiaoyu.
After all, he has been wandering alone for thousands of years, and his character is a bit withdrawn, which makes people feel a strong sense of distance.
"It's better, big brother. Sister A-Lan, please let me go." Xiaoyu, whose mouth was covered by A-Lan, immediately struggled.
Then he ran up to Yi Fan and asked with a smile.
"Brother, you just said that you are an angel. What is an angel? Why haven't I heard of it? Are you one of the hundreds of tribes?"
For a moment, Xiaoyu's words affected everyone's thoughts.
They were much more curious about Yi Fan than Xiaoyu, so they all pricked up their ears, no one spoke, and even Ni Tianxing, who was leading the way, slowed down.