After hearing this, several people looked at Zhuo Yifan with interest.
Zhuo Yifan's face straightened, and he patted Bashan and Bacheng with a cold snort: "What are you looking at? It's not convenient to share such private things with you men."
Bashan said excitedly: "Brother Yuan, are you talking about the secrets you told me last night?"
Zhuo Yifan smiled and scolded: "You kid, you really can't tell that you are honest on the outside but **** on the inside."
Ba Shan chuckled and said: "Our Ba clan attaches great importance to fertility, can I not care?"
Zhuo Yifan said helplessly: "Okay, when I have a chance, I will help you copy a copy of this memory."
The information collected by Zhuo Yifan is enough for this guy to study for a lifetime.
Bacheng suddenly became anxious: "Master God Envoy, I am loyal to you, you cannot treat me favorably."
"Okay, let's count it on you." Zhuo Yifan really had no choice.
He also didn't know what impact it would have if he passed on the secrets of the island country to the people of the overlord clan.
Three days later.
Bacheng hurried to the outside of the cave and shouted: "Master Divine Envoy, the patriarch, please come over."
Zhuo Yifan lazily sat up from the fur-covered stone bed, revealing his perfect muscles, and said impatiently: "You go first, I'll come back later."
Ba Chengguai smiled and said: "Master Divine Envoy, you often teach us young people to take care of themselves and protect their bodies. You must also set an example yourself. You can easily be misunderstood by others."
"You guys, my body has been blessed by the ancestor gods, can you compare to it?"
He jumped up with some annoyance and kissed Ba Xian gently on the forehead: "Sister Fairy, you continue to rest, I will come back when I go, and then we will continue to study the secrets."
Baxian stuck out his head coquettishly, his face flushed, shy and charming, and his words seemed to be murmuring: "Brother Yuan, you... come back soon, I will wait for you."
What a charming little elf!
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but smile as he thought of the crazy life these days.
That is to say, I couldn't convince anyone else. This is my first time practicing [Secrets of the Island Country], and I can draw inferences from one example.
The two fought for countless rounds, with neither winning nor losing.
Seeing Zhuo Yifan come out sanctimoniously, with a sacred look on his face, Ba Cheng couldn't help but turn his head and snicker.
"Why are you laughing? Don't get me wrong. I've been teaching Fairy Sister secrets these days. It's not as bad as you think."
"Uh... that's right, thank you for your hard work, Lord Divine Envoy." Bacheng suppressed his laughter and said, "It's just that there is something wrong with your soundproofing array. You can hear Xian'er's beautiful singing even three miles away."
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but blush, looked back, and said angrily: "Which bastard is this, secretly cracked my soundproof array? Tell me, was it you?"
Bacheng smiled bitterly and said: "Master Divine Envoy, even if I want to, I don't have the ability!"
Zhuo Yifan thought about it. Although Bacheng was a little smart and had good strength, he didn't know much about the magic circle.
The two of them quickly walked towards the main hall.
"The elders have come out, what's the result?" Zhuo Yifan asked knowingly.
"I don't know, but looking at the expressions of the elders, something seems a little bad." Bacheng said worriedly: "Master Divine Envoy, now that the temple has been destroyed, if we are still unable to enter Qingtian City, it will definitely bring panic to the people.
Cause unrest."
Zhuo Yifan frowned and said, "How many people are there in the Ba clan now?"
"Adults and children combined total about 500,000, and warriors 50,000."
"So many people?" Zhuo Yifan was surprised. A tribe of 500,000 people was indeed not that small in ancient times.
"If we hadn't lost thousands of people every year, we would still have more." Bacheng sighed: "Living here is equivalent to a last-ditch fight with no way out."
Zhuo Yifan was a little puzzled: "With the strength of the clan leader and elders, can't they kill the Light Master Rock Beast?"
"I don't dare, and I can't." Ba Cheng said: "Because on the other side of the wasteland are the extremely terrifying Dark Tribe and Ghost Tribe. Although the Lion Rock Beast is a threat to us, how can it not be a barrier? Once the Lion Rock Beast no longer exists,
We will face two powerful and evil dark races, which will cause even greater harm."
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but frown, feeling shocked in his heart.
He suddenly discovered an embarrassing fact, that is, although he owned the Three Immortal Stars, the [Sealing Heaven Order], the [Netherworld Tower] and other divine objects, he actually didn't understand them at all, and he didn't even know anything about them.
Not very clear.
He didn't know what was outside Qingtian City and beyond the territory of the Lion Rock Beast.
I originally thought that was the limit of the Heaven-Sealing Order, but now it seems that it is not at all.
"The Dark Clan has grown in strength in recent years and is ready to move. If they want to get out of the wasteland, they must eradicate our Overlord Clan." Bacheng said with burning eyes: "How do the people in Samsara Continent know that our Overlord Clan, adhering to the will of the Ancestral God, will stick to it?
In fact, living in a barren land is not because we like this kind of life, but because we are fulfilling our responsibilities."
"The Dark Tribe and the Ghost Tribe represent the power of darkness. They want to occupy this continent all the time. Without our protection, this continent would have been engulfed in war."
…
boom!
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a terrifying wave erupted in the Hegemons' meeting hall. The entire roof seemed to be lifted off.
An angry roar came out: "Despicable human race, if you have the guts to come out and fight."
Bacheng said with a strange expression: "Master Divine Envoy, Xuanyuan Feng seems to have come out. You really have a clever plan. It is indeed three days."
Zhuo Yifan chuckled and said: "It seems that I still underestimated his strength. This guy has a lot of treasures!"
Bacheng said flatteringly: "Facing the Lord God Envoy, no matter how many treasures he has, it will be of no use. After this lesson, he will definitely not dare to compete with you, Lord God Envoy, for the position of team leader in the future."
"Leader?"
"The 300 warriors are composed of six major tribes. The strongest one is the leader."
"You mean, I also want to participate in the final sacrifice?" Zhuo Yifan was a little surprised.
"That is necessary. You are the envoy of God. With your guidance, we will definitely succeed."
Happy to be successful.
Because the divine envoy appears in the Overlord clan, this is a supreme honor and once again confirms the rumor that the Overlord clan is a race of gods.
The two of them entered the main hall in a flash.
In the middle of the hall, a gray-faced man was seen shouting.
His originally noble and gorgeous clothes were now completely shredded into strips of cloth, and he was covered in black, like a migrant worker who had just been rescued from a black coal mine.
Especially the hair, not only is it full of burnt marks, it is also naturally curly and looks even more avant-garde than Brother Sharp.
His teeth are white as snow, but when he opens his mouth, saliva flies everywhere. How can he look like a noble man?
Seeing Zhuo Yifan, the anger in his eyes seemed to be burning. He was holding a spear and was about to step over and assassinate Zhuo Yifan.