The Saint Ancestor of the Fishmen looked at the leader of the Tilapia lineage who was kneeling below, and said slowly: "Not only that, but Saint Ancestor Heart-killing also valued him, and as a secret army that only he knew, he was preparing to Launch a surprise attack at a critical moment."
"However, no one expected that Saint Ancestor Yu Min, the Saint Ancestor Zhu Xin who betrayed and backstabbed, would not have time to implement his brilliant plan."
The Fishman Saint Ancestor said regretfully: "Even in today's Heart and Heaven Realm, the Lord's side doesn't know about our existence. Yes, at that time, they destroyed the bloody well, but they didn't know We have quietly restored it to its original state, and even destroyed the perfect environment for us, so that no living thing is willing to come close to it."
Leader Luo Fei nodded, but still gritted his teeth and insisted: "But we have done enough for the Heart-killing Saint Ancestor."
"not enough!"
The fish-man Saint Ancestor shook his head and said: "Saint Ancestor Heart-Zhucking has not truly fallen. He is still alive. I have been to the ruins of the Ancient Saint and met him. Therefore, as long as Saint Ancestor Heart-Zhuli is still there, we will be here. Waiting for his order, even if it is an order, I am willing to rush into the Lord's Tower and die."
"If you can't repay a great kindness, you can repay it with your life."
The Fishman Saint Ancestor said with emotion: "Luo Fei, how come you still haven't seen through this matter now? So what if we go back? The core realm, so many realms, are so big that even one of us can't accommodate us." We are a deformed race that should not exist. All races think that we are a deformed race that should not exist. At least they will be driven away, and at worst, they will be massacred. So what if I am the Saint Ancestor of the Four Rules? Am I still a soft persimmon?"
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Leader Luo Fei was silent.
After taking a few breaths, he asked: "Then, what if one day, the Lord Tower discovers the existence of our big fish tribe?"
The fish-man saint smiled and said, "Maybe, that will be a relief."
Leader Luo Fei finally stepped back with a sad expression.
"Can we talk?"
At this moment, a friendly voice sounded in the chamber of the Murloc Saint Ancestor.
"Oh? Who is it?" The Fishman Saint Ancestor stood up vigilantly. The fish scales on the upper part stood up diagonally, and he had already entered a fighting state.
"Don't get me wrong, I mean no harm."
As Zhao Fan said this, he appeared and stood openly in front of the Fishman Saint Ancestor.
"The peak of the ancestral realm? A creature from the heart and heaven realm?"
The fish-man Saint Ancestor looked at the other party with great interest, "You can sneak in quietly and come to me without being noticed. You should be carrying a cave treasure of the quality of the Saint Ancestor with you, right? Tell me, who is behind you? Lord."
She didn't let her guard down at all just because Zhao Fan was at the pinnacle of the ancestral realm.
The Holy Ancestral Artifact Cave Heaven can carry all the Lords without any pressure.
Maybe, this little guy is just cannon fodder thrown out to test or make him take it lightly. The real threat has not yet appeared.
"None of that matters."
Zhao Fan smiled casually and said: "I heard the conversation you had with that leader Luo Fei just now. And a few days ago, I came out of the ruins of the Ancient Saint. It was the Heart-killing Saint Ancestor who asked me to Came to find you."
Anyway, if nothing else happens, the Heart-killing Saint Ancestor will not be able to come out, and there will be no need for this fish-men group at all.
It's better to pretend to preach the imperial edict to make it easier for yourself.
Otherwise, if the murloc group is exposed one day, it will not end well.
This is also a disguised way of saving the fish-men group.
"Um?"
When the Murloc Saint Ancestor heard about the Ancient Saint Ruins and the Heart-killing Saint Ancestor, he couldn't help but be stunned. Then he looked at Zhao Fan as if he were a fool and said with a smile: "There's nothing wrong with your head, right? You are a creature from the Heart Heaven Realm, even if If you really see him, how can he let you come to our fish-human tribe? What's more, he can't refine the sacred ancestral weapon native to your Heart Heaven Realm."
Zhao Fan spread his hands helplessly, "How can I prove it so that you can believe me?"
The Fishman Saint Ancestor sneered: "Then tell me, what does the Heart-killing Saint Ancestor look like?"
"My body is in tatters, and my life level has fallen to the ancestral realm, but I can survive in the ruins of the ancient saint!"
The fish-man saint ancestor was moved when he heard this, "Have you really seen him?"
"That's right. Don't you think that I only found out about the Heart-killing Saint Ancestor because I overheard your conversation?"
Zhao Fan said dumbfounded: "I forgot to mention that I also came in from outside the Heart Heaven Realm."
"Don't think that I will believe you."
The Fish-Man Saint Ancestor stared at Zhao Fan intently and continued: "After all, it is not impossible that he saw his appearance in the ruins of the Ancient Saint by chance."
Then, she asked thoughtfully: "Can you be more specific, or directly extract the memory image of your meeting with him."
Zhao Fan shook his head and said: "Forget about the memory images. The original owner of my body is the precious grandson of the Lame Lord. If the creatures in the Heart and Heaven Realm extract the memory images, their consciousness will be damaged. In this way, the Lame Lord If you see me again, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hide the fact that I’ve been to your fish-men tribe and that I’ve been to the Ancient Saint Ruins to meet the Heart-killing Saint Ancestor.”
He thought about it for a while and said, "Let's do this. I'll show you something, and you can judge whether there is any remnant of the Heart-killing Saint Ancestor's aura on it."
Zhao Fan took out the small flag with a thought.
This little flag was carried by the Heart-killing Ancestor for endless years.
The aura of the Heart-killing Saint Ancestor has already penetrated into its essence and cannot be erased.
Immediately afterwards.
The fish-man saint fell to the ground in a daze.
The remaining aura above, who else could it be if it wasn't the Heart-killing Saint Ancestor?
Judging from its degree of penetration, it is definitely an extremely long-lasting personal belonging.
Such a thing actually appeared in the opponent's hands.
There are only two possibilities.
One is that Saint Ancestor Zhu Xin gave it to him on his own initiative, and the other is that Saint Ancestor Zhu Xin was looted after his death.
However, the Heart-killing Saint Ancestor was immortal in the ruins of the Ancient Saint, and even the Lord could not do so. However, he had no pressure to deal with the local creatures in the early stages of being infected with the Heart-Slaying.
There is a high probability that this is the first case.
"This is something that the Heart-killing Ancestor asked me to bring to my master, so I won't let you study it for now." Zhao Fan put the little flag away casually.
"Your master?"
The fish-man saint ancestor narrowed his eyes and asked: "Who is your master?"
"Have you ever heard of the Saint Ancestor of Destruction?" Zhao Fan asked word for word.
"I've heard that, well, he has an unusual relationship with the Heart-killing Saint Ancestor, and he is the ceiling of the rules of destruction."
The fish-man Saint Ancestor nodded, feeling that Zhao Fan's credibility had increased by one point, so he continued to ask: "This alone is not enough. After all, the Lord's camp also knows how to destroy the Saint Ancestor."
