Chapter 109 Quasi-Saint Alliance! Battle of Luck——

"Do you have any objections to my plan?"

The gaze of a quasi-sage swept over the other ten powerful men.

Being able to discuss side by side with the quasi-sage, the ten great powers outside the order are naturally strong men at the level of quasi-sage.

But compared to their cultivation, the reason why they can sit here and gather together to discuss.

But behind them there is an ethnic group or a force.

That's why they got together to discuss the conquest of the human race.

"Joining forces is not a problem. It's just that the human race occupies most of the ancient central continent. Is there really any luck that has a magical effect on us quasi-sages?"

"I am a human race. What is the blessing of luck in the ancient continent in my practice?"

A quasi-sage asked in a deep voice.

"I have never heard of the Witch Clan that occupied this ancient continent before."

Another quasi-sage also spoke.

"In this era, where the heaven is covered in dust and the avenue is chaotic, the destiny will naturally become silent, so it is naturally useless."

The quasi-sage who first talked about the alliance and the quasi-sage who took the lead in this alliance spoke up.

"As for the witch clan..." the quasi-sage paused before saying.

"That's because the witch clan's bloodline is passed down from the Great God Pangu, and they don't understand the Tao. For the witch clan, cultivation is to tap into the power of their own bloodline."

As he said this, the quasi-sage showed a look of envy on his face.

There is a law in the body when you are born, you just need to use it, dig out it, become capable and gradually master it, and even...

When the application of the law is perfect, the law in the body will also become the great road.

When the application of the Dao is perfect, it will go one step further, integrate into the body, and become a quasi-sage.

Even a quasi-sage can't help but envy this smooth road that is like a road to the sky!

"The effect of this luck on the witch clan is not as obvious as that of normal practitioners, and..."

"The Witch Clan was born with a great fortune. Since then, the effect has become even more invisible."

The leading quasi-sage explained.

"That being the case, how can we prove that the so-called luck of this great central land has a miraculous effect on us?"

On the side, another quasi-sage said in a deep voice.

"I know a little bit about this."

On the side, an old-looking quasi-sage suddenly spoke, with a look of nostalgia on his face as he continued.

"When it comes to the races that occupy the central land of the ancient wilderness, in addition to the Wu Clan, there is also the Kirin Clan from the previous era."

"In the last era, a large number of my friends joined the Qilin clan."

"He once told me when he invited me today about the changes in his practice after joining the Qilin clan."

"Just the speed of mana cultivation has increased by 50% out of thin air, and the induction of the avenue has become extremely clear, and the practice is thousands of miles away."

"And according to what he said, Da Luo, the Qilin clan's own clan, enjoys effects several times, even dozens of times better than them."

"really!"

Immediately, the quasi-sage couldn't help but be shocked, and then asked in surprise.

"Of course I take it seriously." The old quasi-sage nodded: "Back then, I also found many Daluo who joined the Qilin clan to verify it."

"It's a pity that before I could think about it, a war broke out between the three tribes."

"Lao Chan's friend died in the war between the Qilin clan and the Dragon clan, and Lao Chan also..."

The old quasi-sage shook his head and said nothing more.

However, when the old quasi-sage said it was a pity, there was no trace of pity on his face. Instead, he looked...

There is a bit of pride.

I am proud that I was not involved in the war between the three clans back then.

But many quasi-sages who are doing it can also understand.

No matter how good the effect of joining the Qilin clan is, if you die, it will not be good.

On the contrary, he did not have any increase in luck, but he survived that chaotic era and survived this long period.

Now he is a quasi-sage.

only...

The face of the quasi-sage who was the first to speak before and who was also the leader of this alliance did not look very good.

The look in the eyes of this old quasi-sage also indicated that he was here to cause trouble.

I am here discussing how to move from occupying the ancient continent to occupying the destiny of cultivation. You are here, telling how you survive endless years.

Telling that living is more important than practicing luck-enhancing practices...

Perhaps he has woken up from his own memories of the turbulent past.

The old quasi-sage also realized that his words were inappropriate and quickly changed the subject.

"My good friend once said that the Lin Ancestor and several Qilin Kings of the Qilin Clan were able to break through the Quasi-Sage, and were even considered strong among the Quasi-Saint level."

"It relies on the strong luck of the Qilin clan to occupy the ancient land."

"And not only the Qilin clan, but also the many quasi-sages of the Phoenix and Dragon clans can achieve great things by relying on the powerful luck that occupies the four seas and the sky."

"really?"

There was a quasi-sage who was hesitant, but his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he looked directly at the old quasi-sage and asked.

"really!"

The old quasi-sage nodded heavily.

Everything he said was true, and they were all ancient secrets that he knew, but... he couldn't guarantee whether they were true or not.

He thought it was true anyway.

Hearing the words of this old quasi-sage.

Originally, the few quasi-sages who had hesitated because of his previous unintentional exposure to Taoism became excited.

Although the three tribes have fallen and their history has been buried, and even in the long river of time and space, no traces can be found.

But many quasi-saints know one thing, that is, the Qilin tribe, the Phoenix tribe and the Dragon tribe were very strong in the past.

The three ancestors of Qilin, Phoenix and Dragon were extremely powerful among the quasi-saints in the past.

You should know that in the prehistoric times, there was no Hongjun Daozu preaching and passing down the Taoist method of beheading the three corpses.

"Relying on luck to achieve quasi-saints..."

Suddenly hearing such a secret of the prehistoric times made these quasi-saints excited.

In their hearts, they gradually developed a desire for the central continent of the prehistoric times, and a desire for the luck that could help them make rapid progress.

At this time, feeling that the eyes of the leading quasi-saint this time were a little calmer, the old quasi-saint was slightly relieved.

Finally, it was rounded off.

If this alliance was accidentally disrupted by him, one of the secret initiators, it would be a joke.

At this time,

Another quasi-saint suddenly spoke up, looking calmly at the old quasi-saint who spoke and the leading quasi-saint and asked in a deep voice.

"Although the luck of this central land of the prehistoric world is strong, we certainly cannot plunder too much territory from the human race."

"Can this occupied luck really have such a magical effect?"

As soon as these words came out.

The many quasi-saints who had originally had fiery eyes also reacted, and the heat in their hearts was immediately extinguished.

They all calmed down and looked at the two quasi-saints.

As quasi-saints, no one is really stupid.

The old quasi-saint said this, obviously, like the leading quasi-saint, he was one of the initiators of this alliance.

"You don't have to worry about this."

The leading quasi-saint said with a smile.

"The path of luck is very mysterious. Although the occupied territory has a certain influence, it is never all."

"Strength...power..."

"This is the key to occupying luck."

"With our combined strength, even if we only occupy a small area in the Central Continent of the Great Desolation."

"But with the eleven quasi-saints and our tribes working together, it is not a problem to occupy half of the luck of the Central Continent of the Great Desolation."

"Only half?" A quasi-saint frowned and said dissatisfiedly.

"Half is already a lot." The leading quasi-saint shook his head slightly and said: "The reason why I only invited everyone present."

"Even if we have calculated this half of luck, although it can't make us like the Qilin tribe back then, it is enough for our eleven parties to practice, and..."

The leading quasi-saint paused before continuing.

"This half should be the maximum that the Saint Emperor Fuxi of the human race can tolerate."

Hearing this, the many quasi-saints who were also somewhat dissatisfied with the half of luck woke up.

The dissatisfaction in their hearts suddenly disappeared.

Dissatisfied?

What dissatisfaction?

How could they be dissatisfied?

Even though they were all quasi-saints, they were already very satisfied to enjoy the blessing of half-finished luck.

The central land of the prehistoric world, this area with the richest resources and the strongest luck.

Whether in the last era or this era, it has always been the forbidden delicacy of the overlord-level forces.

The Qilin clan and the Wu clan, which one is not extremely domineering

Even if it is the human race they are currently discussing, if it is not for the other party’s true foundation, the Saint Emperor Fuxi has never made a move.

Occupy the entire central continent of the prehistoric world.

Otherwise. No matter how jealous they are, no one dares to make a move and plan to calculate the territory of the human race.

"I have no objection."

"That's very good."

"Good."

The many great powers who were present looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Seeing that everyone nodded in agreement, the quasi-saint who took the lead also showed a touch of joy on his face and continued to say

"In that case, let's form an alliance and wait for the right time to occupy the next area in this central continent of the prehistoric world."

Hearing the words of the quasi-saint, the ten quasi-saints present all smiled at the same time.

The eleven quasi-saints and the forces behind them united, not to mention the trust between each other.

The sheer size of their forces is almost a small demon tribe.

If they were not afraid of the existence of the Holy Emperor Fuxi and the Holy Mother Nuwa behind the human race.

They joined forces and could even easily slaughter the current human race.

However, there is no if in the prehistoric world.

Although they envied the vast and fertile territory of the human race, they dared not really rush into the human race and seize the territory.

If Fuxi had not retired after becoming a saint.

It seemed that they only blocked obstacles above the quasi-saint for the human race, and all the obstacles below were ignored.

They did not even dare to gather here to discuss such things.

Even so, they did not say that they were ready to seize the territory of the human race when they gathered together.

Instead, they are planning to seize the territory of the Central Continent of the Great Desolation, except for the territory of the human race.

As for the territory of the human race.

If there are those blind races in the Great Desolation who really dare to occupy the territory of the human race.

Then they will not hesitate to take action and seize the human territory occupied by those races.

As long as they do not forcefully attack the human race and seize the occupied territory from the human race.

Can the human race still ask the Holy Emperor Fuxi and the saints to deal with them?

How is it possible.

How could the saints be so cheap as to attack them just for this little piece of land.

If the human race's Saint Emperor Fuxi really wanted the human race to occupy the prehistoric world, he could have done it long ago.

Even with the strength and status of the saints, he didn't need to do anything at all, he just needed to speak out, without other saints to stop him.

Even if the human race completely occupied the central Daluo of the prehistoric world, the races living here would probably have to move away obediently.

And since Fuxi didn't mean to speak out.

Naturally, let the human race fight for themselves.

It was because they understood this that these quasi-saints dared to be so bold and make such a plan.

When they thought about occupying a place in this prehistoric world with the most abundant luck and enjoying the rapid progress under the blessing of luck.

The smiles on the faces of these eleven quasi-saints could not be stopped.

"Everyone..."

When a quasi-saint was about to speak.

Between heaven and earth, an extremely oppressive aura suddenly swept over the quasi-saints present.

At the moment when this breath swept through, even the infinite mana in the bodies of many quasi-saints paused slightly.

It stagnated for a moment.

This feeling made the faces of all the quasi-saints change greatly.

Each of them looked at the direction where the breath was used with a change of face.

Mana stagnation.

Although it was only a short moment.

But that short moment of mana stagnation, if it was not an accident, it would not have affected everyone present.

It was a method used by someone with malicious intentions, not to mention all of them.

But at that moment, at least three quasi-saints fell on the spot.

"That breath is..."

"Human race!"

Although the speed of the oppressive breath just now was very fast.

But all the people present were quasi-saints, and the direction in which the breath appeared was still captured by them the moment it passed.

Moreover, the human race breath that was not concealed at all made them understand the source of the method.

"What did this human race do?"

"This method, damn..."

Many quasi-saints looked extremely ugly.

Although the breath just now had an extremely oppressive aura, it did not contain any cultivator's mana or the aura of the Great Dao.

Obviously.

This was not a move by a powerful cultivator, but a certain method used by the human race.

This method, if it can be used once, may be used a second or third time.

The faces of the quasi-saints were extremely ugly, and they all soared into the sky and flew towards the direction of the aura.