From A Stronghold NPC To The Final BOSS

Chapter 808 The Second Human Race?

Inner world.

Since the establishment of the Immortals and the official establishment of the Spirit Race, thousands of races have been born one after another, and the number of creatures has gradually increased.

There are many creatures.

Fighting and killing is also inevitable.

For these things.

The wind ignored it.

After he saw the establishment of the Spirit Race, he seemed to have fallen into a demon, and he only wanted to strengthen the Human Race.

For this matter.

Feng didn't even care too much about his own cultivation.

It's just that as the first human race born in the world, his talent is already powerful and terrifying.

Even if you are not obsessed with cultivation.

His own strength is also improving at a not slow speed.

In a few years, he has been promoted to the tenth level of heaven and man, almost reaching the limit of heaven and man.

The improvement of the realm.

The wind was not happy at all.

Because he found that it was not so difficult for him to create a human race.

"The birth of the spirit race is due to the existence of flowers and trees in the world, but the birth of the human race is based on what should be done."

The wind walked aimlessly on the ground.

In a few years, although he didn't finish the inner world, he still walked more than half of it.

Encountered other creatures on the way.

Either conflicts and fights occurred, or a little friendship was left behind.

But even so.

Feng Zai still has no clue about the matter of the human race.

The birth of the Spirit Race can be said to have the greatest advantage, because there are flowers, plants and trees in the world, and as long as a spiritual wisdom is born, they can belong to the Spirit Race.

It just so happens that Jianmu is also the birth of plants and trees, so this race was born in this way.

However.

For such a long time, Feng has not found anyone who is similar to himself.

"The heaven and the earth pay attention to the harmony of yin and yang. I am the only human race, and there is no way to create more human races by virtue of the principle of yin and yang harmony."

"Hey, how can we create more human races!"

Wind sighed.

After a few years, there was no result at all, and he wanted to give up.

but.

Time has already been spent, if he just gave up like this, Feng would not be reconciled.

Another half year passed.

The wind is walking on the vast land, and there is still no clue about the affairs of the human race.

Suddenly.

A voice reached his ears.

"Since your Excellency is here, why don't you come and sit with me!"

"Huh?" Feng's expression froze for a moment, and then his expression became serious.

Long before the sound came, he didn't notice anything.

Wait until the sound comes.

Feng immediately diffused his divine sense, but he didn't notice any clues.

Sudden.

He looked up to the front and froze in place.

I saw that the mountains in front of us were no longer ordinary, but at some point there was a huge tree that pierced the sky and the ground, its branches and leaves spread out like a huge canopy, covering the sky and the sun.

"Spirit Emperor!"

Feng's face changed again, there is only one tree in the world that can penetrate the sky and the earth, and that is the emperor of the spirit race.

But the problem is.

As early as before, he hadn't noticed the existence of Jian Mu at all.

It wasn't until now that I really saw the moon behind the clouds.

Feng didn't need to think about it to understand, it must be some kind of cover-up method used by the other party.

With its true immortal strength.

It is simply a breeze to deceive the monks of heaven and man.

Now Jianmu has spoken.

Even if Feng was apprehensive, he had no reason to refuse.

I saw him take a step forward, and all the distances were reduced to square inches.

In the next moment.

Feng has already stood in front of Jianmu.

"Feng, I have met the Linghuang!" Looking at Jian Mu in front of him, Feng bowed his hands politely.

Circumstances are stronger than people.

Jian Mu's strength is far above him, so he has to be polite enough.

Otherwise, the other party will be angered.

The wind is not sure, it can retreat completely.

The words fell.

On the thick trunk, a human face appeared.

When he saw that face, Feng's face was slightly startled, as if he saw something familiar, but felt very strange.

Jian Mu said: "Your Excellency, you are being polite. The emperor saw that you are close to my spirit clan territory, so I invited you here on purpose. There is no malice, and you don't have to be too jealous."

"The Emperor Ling was joking."

Feng's vigilance did not relax, but there was a faint smile on his face.

Although there is pressure in the face of real immortals, but he said so again, he is also the first batch of creatures born in the world.

Talk about strength.

Although not as good as Jianmu, it is also among the top.

Now it's time to talk face to face, and Feng doesn't show his timidity easily.

"I have met two people like your Excellency. Speaking of which, you are the second person I have seen after a few years." Jian Mu's voice was calm, not in a hurry.

When he spoke, there seemed to be a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

Feng frowned: "The Emperor Ling has seen the second human race?"

For some reason, the first thing he thought of was the Qin Shujian he met when he was conceived and born.

Jianmu said: "I don't know whether he belongs to the human race, because he is the master who opened up this world. Your Excellency can be just like your lord, and your future will be limitless."

really!

Feng was startled, and then relieved.

What Jianmu said made him sure that what the other party said was the one he knew.

"It turns out that the Emperor Ling has also met His Majesty." Feng smiled slightly.

"So, you have also met His Majesty?"

Jianmu's complexion changed, and the canopy-like branches and leaves trembled slightly as if there was a breeze.

Waiting for the wind to answer.

He asked again: "Where did you meet Your Majesty, is there any news about His Majesty's whereabouts?"

"No." Feng shook his head: "I only saw Your Majesty once when I was incarnated, but since then, I have never seen Your Majesty's real body again."

"Pity."

Jian Mu's eyes dimmed a little, and he thought he would have a chance to meet Qin Shujian, but there was no news at all.

After breaking through the real fairy.

He also had many doubts.

These doubts, Jianmu has no way to understand many of them in a short period of time.

He was also a little annoyed by this.

So Jianmu desperately wanted to find someone who could solve his doubts.

Between heaven and earth right now.

The only one who can solve his doubts is the one who created himself.

so.

Jianmu hoped to see Qin Shujian again, so he only showed his excitement after hearing Feng's words.

But Feng's answer was to extinguish his hope.

quite a while.

Only then did Jianmu erase the loss in his heart, and his expression regained his calm.

"This emperor lost his composure a bit. Your Majesty's whereabouts are erratic, and it is not easy to find it."

"Your Majesty's whereabouts are elusive."

The wind also shook his head.

He also wanted to meet Qin Shujian and ask him for advice to see if he could solve his doubts.

Think here.

Feng suddenly fixed his gaze on Jianmu, and gradually focused on it.

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