The Saint of Fishman looked at the leader of the tilapia lineage kneeling below and said slowly: "Not only that, he was also valued by the Saint of Heart-Slaying. As a secret surprise soldier only he knew, he was ready to launch a surprise attack at a critical moment."

"But no one expected that the Saint Ancestor of Fish Side, the Saint Ancestor of Heart-killing who betrayed and back-stolen, would not have time to implement his wonderful plan."

The Fishman Saint Ancestor said regretfully: "Even if we reach the present realm of the Heart Heaven, the Lord will not know about our existence. That's right, at that time, they destroyed the bloody well, but they didn't know that we had quietly recovered as before, and even destroyed the perfect environment suitable for us, so that no creature here would be willing to get close."

Leader Luo Fei nodded, but still gritted his teeth and insisted: "But we have done enough for the Holy Ancestor to Kill the Heart."

“It’s not enough!”

The Saint Ancestor of Fishman shook his head and said, "The Saint Ancestor Zhuxin has not really fallen. He is still alive. I have been to the ruins of the ancient sage and have seen him. Therefore, as long as the Saint Ancestor Zhuxin is still here, we will be here and wait for his order. Even with a command, I am willing to rush into the Lord's Tower to die."

"Great kindness cannot be repaid, so you will repay your life."

The Saint of Fishman said with emotion: "Luo Fei, why have you seen through the matter now? So what if we go back? The core domain realm, many domain realm, are so big, and there is not even a place where we live. All the races think we are a deformed race that should not exist. At the least, they can drive it away, and at the worst, they can slaughter it. So what if I am the Saint of Four Rules? Isn't it still a soft persimmon?"

Leader Rofi was silent.

After several breaths, he asked, "What if one day, the Lord Tower discovers the existence of our Big Fish Humans?"

The Fishman Saint Ancestor smiled and said, "Maybe, then you'll be free."

Leader Luo Fei finally retreated with a sad expression.

"Can you talk?"

At this moment, a friendly voice rang out in the bedroom of the Fishman Saint Ancestor.

"Oh? Who is it?" The Saint of Fishman stood up vigilantly, and the fish scales in the upper half stood up slanted, and they had already entered a state of fighting.

"Don't get me wrong, I have no malice."

While Zhao Fan was talking, he appeared and stood openly in front of the Fishman Saint.

"The peak of the Ancestral Realm? The creatures in the Heart Heaven Realm?"

The Saint Ancestor of the Fishman looked at the other party with interest, "I can sneak in quietly and come to me without even being noticed. I should have carried a cave treasure of the quality of the Saint Ancestor, right? Tell me, which Lord is behind you."

She didn't relax her vigilance at all because Zhao Fan was at the peak of the ancestral realm.

The Holy Ancestor's weapon cave heaven is not under pressure.

Maybe this little guy is just cannon fodder that has thrown out to test or take himself care of, and the real threat has not yet appeared.

“Nothing matters.”

Zhao Fan smiled casually and said, "Just now, I heard all the conversation between you and that leader Luo Fei. And a few days ago, I came out of the ruins of the ancient sage. It was the Saint Ancestor Zhuxin, who asked me to come to find you."

Anyway, if nothing unexpected happens, the Holy Ancestor Zhuxin can't come out and will not be able to use this fish-human group at all.

It’s better to just pass the imperial edict to make it easier for yourself.

Otherwise, if the fish-human group is exposed one day, there will be no good ending.

This is also a disguised rescue of the fish human group.

"Um?"

When the Fishman Saint Ancestor heard the ruins of the ancient saint and the heart-killing Saint Ancestor, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhao Fan like a fool, and smiled and said, "There will be no problem with your head, right? You are a creature in the Heart Heaven Realm. Even if you really see him, how could he let you come to my Fishman? What's more, he can't refine the holy ancestor weapon in your Heart Heaven Realm."

Zhao Fan had no choice but to spread his hands, "How should I prove that you can trust me?"

The Fishman Saint Ancestor sneered: "Then tell me, what does the Saint Ancestor Zhuxin look like?"

"The body is broken and the level of life has fallen to the ancestral realm, but it can be immortal in the ruins of the ancient sage!"

The Fishman Saint Ancestor was moved when he heard this, "You have really seen him?"

"Yes, you shouldn't think I learned about the Holy Ancestor of Heart-killing after eavesdropping on your conversation?"

Zhao Fan said laughing and cryingly: "I forgot to say that I also came in from outside the Heart Heaven."

"Don't think I'll trust you like this."

The Fishman Saint Ancestor stared at Zhao Fan intently and continued, "After all, it is not impossible for him to see his appearance by coincidence in the ruins of the ancient saint."

Then, she asked thoughtfully: "You are more specific, or just extract the memory images of your meeting with him."

Zhao Fan shook his head and said, "Forget the memory image. The original owner of my body is the treasure grandson of the Lame Lord. If the creatures in the Heart Heaven extract memory image, it will damage their consciousness. In this way, the Lame Lord will see me again. I have been to your fishman land and have been to the ruins of the ancient sage to see the Heart-killing Holy Ancestor. I am afraid I can't hide it."

He thought about it and said, "Let me do this, I'll show you something, and you can judge whether there is a residual breath of the Holy Ancestor from above."

Zhao Fan took out the small flag with a thought.

This little flag was carried by the Holy Ancestor of Heart-killing for endless years.

The aura of the Holy Ancestor Zhuxin has already penetrated into its essence and cannot be erased.

Immediately afterwards.

The Fishman Saint Ancestor was stunned on the ground.

Who else could there be if the remaining aura on it was not the Holy Ancestor Zhuxin?

Judging from its penetration level, it is definitely an intimate object.

Such something actually appeared in the other party's hands.

There are only two possibilities.

One is that the Saint Ancestor Zhuxin took the initiative to give it to him, and the other is that the Saint Ancestor Zhuxin was plundered after his death.

The Saint Ancestor Zhuxin was in the ruins of the ancient sage, and even the Lord could not do it. He was infectious of the local creatures in the early stage of the Heart Evil. He was stressed out when he was infected with the local creatures in the early stage of the Heart Evil.

It is most likely that the first case.

"This is something that the Holy Ancestor Zhuxin asked me to bring to my master, so I won't study it for you now." Zhao Fan casually put away the small flag.

"Your Master?"

The Fishman Saint Ancestor narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who is your master?"

"Have you ever heard of the Holy Ancestor Destruction?" Zhao Fan asked word by word.

"I have heard that, well, the relationship with the Holy Ancestor Zhuxin is not ordinary, and it is the ceiling of the rules of destruction."
Chapter completed!