Fuxi looked at him like a fool, and this guy wanted to make a fortune.

The envoy understood what Fuxi was thinking, and he quickly explained, "Marrior Fulong, don't get me wrong. Marshal Fulong wants anything, I will definitely satisfy you. But I must offer this array flag."

"As the saying goes, someone can do something."

"After all, I have been following Emperor Ziwei for a long time. Although I am not strong enough, I have a deep friendship!"

"And you must know something. I can promise you that I don't want to pay any money for what Ziwei Emperor rewarded. I only value Ziwei Emperor, do you understand?"

Fuxi looked at him deeply. This guy is really a good man who manipulates politics.

He was determined to climb upwards at all costs. If he was in the dynasty, this guy would definitely be an extremely capable person.

Unfortunately, he is in the Heavenly Court, and the Heavenly Court is not a place to like these.

The Heavenly Court has the rules of the Heavenly Court. His strength is not enough, and no matter how he pursues the battle, it will not work.

But Fuxi looked at his talent and shook his head helplessly.

This guy has an average talent and has reached the limit of being able to climb to the Daluo Golden Immortal. If he wants to climb up, he will probably have to take some wrong paths.

In Fuxi's view.

Although it is useful to curry favor with Ziwei Emperor, it is probably extremely limited.

The strength of this Ziwei Emperor is only the peak of the quasi-saint.

I'm afraid this is his limit.

Want to become a saint further.

With his talent, it is impossible.

You must know that even Fuxi is not sure to become a saint.

In fact, if he wanted to open up humanity, he also had the idea of ​​using humanity to become a saint.

But this road seems too difficult, and it may take a long time.

Why did Ziwei Emperor choose to become the Sifang Emperor?

Actually, I also had an idea.

Want to rely on the establishment of the Heavenly Court.

Become a saint in the prehistoric world.

But he imagined the Heavenly Court so well.

Heaven is not that important.

Even if all the merits established by the Heavenly Court were given to Haotian, it would not be enough to support him to become a saint.

Because the saints in the world have their own fixed numbers, it is extremely difficult to become saints with merits.

There is one way to break through the saint now, that is, to prove the truth with strength and forcibly break through the saint.

This method is also extremely difficult.

Now only Dao Chen is successful.

As for the Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun.

The two of them are saints who have achieved their success because of their precious elixir, and their situation is completely different.

Isn’t it just for the breakthrough of such a quasi-saint peak in the prehistoric world?

Fuxi looked at the messenger in front of him, "I can agree to your request, but there is something you must help me."

The messenger breathed a sigh of relief, and he patted his chest and said, "If you have anything, just say it. As long as I can do it, I will definitely help you."

Fuxi nodded, "Actually it's not a big deal. You know that I was named Marshal of the Demon Subduing, but my name is not true. First of all, I don't have ten thousand soldiers at all."

"If the messenger has a way, can he replenish this force for me?"

The messenger's face was not very good after hearing his words.

This guy takes him too seriously.

Where did he move anything about military power?

But what happened to him suddenly? Then he pulled Fuxi aside, looking mysterious.

"Hehe, you've really encountered a good thing."

"There was a marshal of a team that died before, and that team was already in chaos. You can find a way to take them over."

"But these guys are a bit difficult to deal with, because they are strong men on the Ten Islands of Jiuzhou. Those guys don't deal with God Haotian. They usually cause trouble and are a group of marginalized ones."

Suddenly he looked at Fuxi and he suddenly laughed.

"Talk about the 1,000 people under your command, you are also powerful people on the Ten Islands of Kyushu!"

"So, you still have a certain advantage. As long as you accompany them to persuade them, you will likely succeed."

"Of course you don't worry, I will naturally talk about it in it."

"Otherwise, those guys would never have the chance to go to the battlefield without the command of the Demon Marshal. Then they would be slaves for the rest of their lives."

The strong men on the Ten Islands of Kyushu have long become their topics of conversation after dinner and have long stopped taking them seriously.

Fuxi frowned.

"This is not very good. These guys are very difficult to deal with. I finally subdued these thousand people, and another ten thousand people came. I want to kill me!"

The messenger spread his hands helplessly, "This is your only chance. If you don't seize this opportunity, you will not have the opportunity to regain your troops in the future."

Fuxi pretended to think for a while.

Nodded helplessly and agreed.

The two discussed the details again.

Then Fuxi decided to hand over the formation flag to the envoy.

"You have to offer it to the general, don't embezzle it, otherwise, if something goes wrong then, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Fuxi's words made him look terrified, and the envoy quickly said flatteringly, "Master Fulong, don't worry, no one can take this formation except the emperor's hands."

Fuxi waved his hand, "Then it will be a messenger."

Fuxi solemnly took out the formation flag and handed it to his hands.

The messenger's eyes turned red at first, and then he almost jumped up.

He was so excited.

So much so that I can't control myself.

He could not wait to go back.

At this time, Fuxi spoke, "I will talk about it after the war."

"The envoy can go back first and offer the formation to the emperor."

Sure enough, the envoy showed a grateful smile, "Thank you for your trust in Marshal Fulong. Don't worry, leave it to me for the replenishment of the personnel, and I will help you quickly."

Soon the messenger brought the formation flag and returned to the emperor.

He said little by little what he had experienced, and dared not hide anything.

Moreover, he explained his experience on the battlefield in detail.

And how he felt in the formation.

Emperor Ziwei was very strict with everything. Even if the messenger didn't say it, he would investigate it clearly.

As his confidant, he naturally dared not hide it.

Emperor Ziwei frowned slightly, "That's what I said, maybe I really misunderstood him."

"After all, he is just a Daluo Golden Immortal, unlike the quasi-saint, so now, this formation should be fine."

After he took over the formation flag, he hesitated whether to use it.

After all, I have already used one broken set, and if there is another problem with this set, it will be a little bad.

At this time, the messenger spoke, "Marson Fulong said that the damage to the previous set of fighter jets is probably due to the material, and this set can be used with confidence."

The messenger has used it secretly, absolutely no problem.

If it is worse, it is probably because of the Emperor.

Perhaps the power of the quasi-saint powerful man is too strong and this formation flag cannot bear it.
Chapter completed!