Chapter 2955

"For the survival of the race, people can always do some crazy things." The Elder of the Spirit Race laughed ferociously.

Zhang Lie suddenly noticed that Zhou Hui beside him was very calm, as if he had guessed it long ago.

"We guessed that your resurrection, Zuxian, could not be just for the hatred of the fairy clan back then. There must be a greater grand wish. The only thing that Zuxian can revive to deal with is the reincarnation war."

Sure enough, there is only a thin line between a madman and a genius.

The appearance of Zhou Hui undoubtedly drove the Spirit Race to a desperate situation. Under such circumstances, the Spirit Race who fell into madness unexpectedly figured out Zhou Hui's intention to recover.

"More people are needed to fight against the reincarnation war. If there are countless deaths and injuries in the starry sky at this time, the reason is your ancestors. Are they willing to follow the ancestors to the battlefield?" The eyes of the elder of the Lingzu were bloodshot, like a A head-and-tail lunatic.

"That's your spirit clan launching a terrorist attack, what does it have to do with Xiaohui?" Zhang Lie snorted coldly.

"But there are always people who think this way, especially the dead family members. If the ancestors hadn't pushed the Spirit Race to a desperate situation, the tragedy would not have happened. In addition, the Spirit Race was helping the flames in the dark, what would the result be?" Ling The patriarch elder asked.

As a result, Zhou Hui would lose some of her popularity.

"To be honest, as an individual, I admire Zuxian very much. The two eras are the front line against the desperate reincarnation, but our spirit clan only wants to survive." The elder of the spirit clan said.

Zhang Lie gritted his teeth.

Obviously, both of them have the power to destroy the spirit clan, but facing the spirit clan's forced kidnapping of countless creatures in the starry sky, there is no way at all for a while.

"Let's choose, whether to repay the hatred of the immortal clan that has turned into loess, or the trillions of creatures in the starry sky, and the hope of fighting against reincarnation?" The elder of the Lingzu spread his hands and threw this tram problem to Zhou Hui.

In fact, sensible people know that one is the blood debt of countless years in the past, even if it is recovered, the dead will not be resurrected, and the other is the trillions of living beings.

But people are never rational creatures. In the eyes of angry people, one side is a genocide murderer, and the other side is just an irrelevant person. If you die, you will die.

Now the Eldar are betting!

Whether the reputation of the ancestors is true or false.

Will Zhou Hui deal with this matter with the thinking of the ancestors, or do it as a fairy.

Zhou Hui put her hands behind her back, remained silent, and quietly looked at the elder of the Lingzu, the atmosphere became extremely oppressive.

The master of the star field on the side of the spirit clan couldn't help but say: "It is true that we were wrong about the matter of the spirit clan back then. Even if it is 99% wrong, is there nothing wrong with your fairy clan?"

"It's been so many years, now it's no longer the era of Xiancang, Zu Xian, you have to learn to let go."

"Hate will only breed more hatred. You have to learn to be magnanimous and choose to forgive us."

"Darkness is approaching, and the most important thing at the moment is to work together to tide over the difficulties. Can't we put personal grievances aside?"

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Zhou Hui asked with a cold smile, "Have you finished?"

Several star field masters of the Spirit Race consciously kept their mouths shut.

Zhou Hui asked, "If I don't kill you, what would I give in exchange?"

The Great Elder of the Spirit Clan laughed heartily and said: "That's easy to say, as long as the ancestors are willing to let us go, we are willing to give back what we took away from the fairy clan back then."

"not enough!"

"As long as you want to take it, even if there is no one in the Spirit Clan, the Spirit Clan will do everything possible to bring it to the ancestors!" The Elder of the Spirit Clan said quickly.

"Actually, I never thought of slaughtering the spirit race at first." Zhou Hui said suddenly.

"Hahaha, Zu Xian is worthy of being Zu Xian, the artistic conception is really too high." The Elder of the Spirit Race said with a thumbs up.

"I said it's true. I never wanted to pay in blood." Zhou Hui said.

Zhang Lie and the Great Elder of the Lingzu looked at her very unexpectedly, Zhou Hui didn't need to tell lies at this time.

Zhou Hui didn't tell a lie, the deaths of Lingjin and Linggu were all done by them.

It was also Zhou Hui who looked murderous at the time, as if he wanted to raise the entire spirit clan and frightened Linggu.

The spirit clan thought that Zhou Hui wanted to taste blood, but Zhou Hui had no such plan.

"Just now you said that as long as the Spirit Race has it, I can take it, right?" Zhou Hui asked again.

"As long as you are willing to let the Spirit Clan go, you can take whatever you want." The Great Elder of the Spirit Clan said seriously.

Whether it is true or not, as long as there is a glimmer of hope to save the Spirit Race, the First Elder will not let it go.

"I want all of you Spirit Clan to join the battle!" Zhou Hui raised his hand, and the familiar golden decree came out again.

The golden decree glowed with light, and then was ignited!

boom!

The stars shake, the starry sky trembles.

The golden decree burned, and ancient characters appeared one after another. The long golden decree surrounded the star field, densely packed with words, and the golden light filled the clan land of the spirit clan. The terrifying coercion descended. Everyone in the spirit clan felt that it came from the blood. The fear brought about caused them to tremble, and they knelt down on the ground one after another, their proud heads pressed against the sand on the ground, like slaves kneeling down to their masters.

One golden symbol after another appeared, imprinted on the world, and made a grand sound, like ten immortal emperors declaring the law, and like thousands of gods shouting, it was too shocking.

That golden decree was exactly the decree left by the Immortal Emperor back then.

The aura that belongs exclusively to the Immortal Emperor made all the spirit races feel awe, and this kind of respect and fear were deeply imprinted in the blood, even after three thousand eras and countless generations, they couldn't get rid of it.

"Men, women and children of the spirit clan, sign the decree, and the blood debt of the fairy clan will not be pursued for the time being!" Zhou Hui's voice shook the sky, echoing in the star field for a long time, shaking the soul, and all the spirit clan heard it.

The Great Elder of the Spirit Race looked extremely ugly, Zhou Hui was not kidnapped by the Spirit Race at all, but kidnapped the Spirit Race instead.

Now the Great Elder is shouting in his heart: the meat ticket kidnaps the kidnapper!

As soon as this decree came out, from the original ancestors who pushed the spirit clan to a desperate situation, they could only play self-detonation, but now the ancestors wanted the spirit clan to go to the battlefield, and the spirit clan could not play self-destruction.

From being forced to become helpless, the Eldar are just a group of lunatics.

The Lord of the Starfield of the Spirit Race who was kneeling on the ground next to him had an equally ugly expression, and said, "You can't do it, the Great Elder. I heard that the battlefield of reincarnation is terrible, and a meat grinder is not enough to describe it. The Lord of the Starfield would also be close to death on the battlefield."

Another star field master of the Spirit Race said: "Nian Xiancang era, no fairy king can come back alive."

"At least there is a chance to live, isn't it?" Zhou Hui said.

The Elder of the Spiritual Clan's complexion kept changing, and he announced loudly: "The elders and young members of the clan sign the decree, and let the ancestors brand their names."

They have no choice.

Facing the decree of the Immortal Emperor back then, all the Spirit Race, regardless of men, women, young or old, strong or weak, could only kneel on the ground, like fish on a chopping board.

Even if Zhou Hui slaughtered all the spirit clans, the Great Elder felt that he would not be able to resist, let alone choose.

The reverence for the Immortal Emperor is engraved in the blood. At this time, the Spirit Clan came to their senses. Even if they betrayed their master, they were still the slaves of the Immortal Clan. They had never been truly free.

Soon under the instructions of the Great Elder of the Spirit Race, the Spirit Race signed the decree one after another, and Zhou Hui branded everyone.

After finishing the matter, they took away the treasure house of the Spirit Race, and the two left the clan land of the Spirit Race.