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"At that time, there was a catastrophe that swept through more than half of the known Dao sources."

"The source of turmoil swept across the country, and many worlds were directly destroyed."

"It was also after that time that the Unlimited Boundary of Sands came into existence."

"That's why that catastrophe is also called the similar calamity in the sand."

The three women looked at Fioran.

"It's just that I didn't expect that the Golden King would actually get involved."

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Fioran nodded.

"The cataclysm of Gensha has dealt a heavy blow to the Golden Sacred King."

"He used to have a similar personality to the Lord of the Holy Tower, but since then, he has begun to act arbitrarily."

"Afterwards, he has already appeared in front of the tribe."

"Among the six lords at that time, only the old man survived, but he was seriously injured, and his realm fell to the Hunyuan realm."

"Originally, the old man is like this, and it is impossible to recover."

"It was the Holy King of Gold who paid a great price to let the old man recover."

"However, in this process, the character of the Golden Holy King has also been changing."

"It ended up being what it is now."

"And when the old man recovers from all his injuries, he will be just a glorious Duke."

Wu Shen spread his hands.

"Well, it turns out that the strongest golden saint king sometimes has a big change in temperament when he is hit by reality."

When encountering a disaster, his temperament changes drastically.

This is normal among mortals.

But it is extremely rare to put it on a monk.

Because a cultivator with a big change in temperament often means a change in Taoism.

Let's be more intuitive.

A monk with a big change in temperament.

It is often the process of experiencing the collapse of the Dao heart to the reconstruction of the Dao heart.

And this process, the higher the realm, the more difficult it is.

Because cultivating the Dao is the heart of the Dao.

The higher the realm, the higher the fusion with the Dao Heart.

For a person with the highest source of Dao, Dao Heart is everything.

It is already remarkable that the supreme being whose Dao heart has collapsed can die without backlash.

Then rebuild the Dao Heart, and go all the way to the Dao Source Realm.

It is known that there is only one golden king in the source.

Wu Shen looked at Fioran.

"So, what does this have to do with our deal?"

Fioran chuckled lightly.

"Master of the Holy Tower, why do you think this old man doesn't show respect to the current Mewa people at all?"

"Or the old man can change the question. How can an old man like this old man who is incompatible with the entire race still be alive?"

Wu Shen was thoughtful.

"Because of the Golden King?"

Fioran nodded, with a heavy expression on his face.

"The last time this old man saw the Holy King of Gold."

"He wants the old man to promise him that if one day he does something terrible, he must be stopped."

Both Wu Shen and the three daughters opened their eyes wide.

The amount of information in this short sentence is too great.

Fioran smiled wryly and shook his head.

"The old man has received the decree of the Holy King of Gold."

"But there is really not much I can do."

"It is the Holy King of Gold who wants the old man to resist."

"It was the Holy King of Gold who took away all the resources that this old man had."

"The decree forbids any Mewa people to harm the old man, and it must be the Holy King of Gold."

"On the contrary, the only thing this old man can do is to wait, to wait for an opportunity."

Wu Shen's expression changed.

"I see."

"Hanzhu can be caught by me, in fact, it is the old prince of Fioran, you can do it right?"

"But how did you know I was coming?"

Fioran smiled at him.

"Master of the holy tower, why do you think Han Zhu stopped?"

Wu Shen immediately understood.

"It's the Golden King's order again. It seems that when the Spirit Monster Clan was dispatched, he already saw that my target was the Thousand Machine Clan."

Fioran smiled noncommittally, and said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescing.

Wu Shen quickly sorted out all the current information in his mind.

laughed.

"It seems that the old man is willing to cooperate with me?"

Fioran looked into Wu Shen's eyes, and said word by word.

"Under the premise of preserving our clan, this old man will cooperate with you."

Wu Shen rolled his eyes.

"Old man, your conditions are very cunning, what do you mean by preserving the Mewa tribe?"

Fioran smiled.

"It's very simple, our clan will not be destroyed, and all those who are in chaos will die."

"What are you going to do to the Thousand Machines? And what are you going to do to the Northmen?"

Wu Shen couldn't help being a little surprised now.

"Old Grand Duke, are you sure? In this case, many people of the Mewa tribe will die."

Fioran gave a peaceful smile.

"My king wants the old man to swear that he will stop him from doing terrible things at all costs."

"The old man has left a condition, which is already a violation of his decree."

Wu Shen looked at Fioran.

How long has this Mewa, who is least like a Mewa, been carrying such a heavy mission?

Under that seemingly open-minded appearance.

How much pain is hidden?

What was the Mewa like in the past?

What was the former Golden King like?

Foreigners don't even remember.

But Fioran remembered them all.

Watching the king he admired and his mother clan gradually change into something he didn't know.

How painful will this be?

Been patiently waiting for everything to return to normal.

How much courage is needed.

The three daughters of Pertina are in awe of the old Grand Duke Fioran.

The three women all paid a lot to protect what they wanted to protect.

It was also to protect what he wanted to protect, and finally gathered by Wu Shen's side.

At this time, I looked at this old man who insisted on the orphan for an unknown number of billions of yuanhui in order to protect him.

All three daughters paid the grand duke the highest courtesy that a supreme being could bestow.

Wu Shen took a deep breath.

Reach out.

"benefit."

This sentence made the three women's emotions incoherent.

Grani looked at Wu Shen.

"Stingy man, what are you talking about?"

Wu Shen replied confidently.

"benefit."

"Otherwise, why should I bother for the Mewa clan?"

"Have you forgotten how the ancient barbarians were in civil strife?"

"You don't know how Petina was imprisoned in the Deep Sea Hundreds of Millions?"

"How did the Shengyue Clan exterminate the clan?"

"How are the Thousand Machines and Northumen tribes on the brink of extermination?"

"Why should I worry about this for an enemy, a public enemy who knows all good and lawful races?"

"If it's not good, why should I help the Mewa tribe save their seeds?"

Grani blinked.

"Stingy man, I think what you said makes sense."

"But can you not spoil the atmosphere like this next time?"

Wu Shen grinned.

"Don't be ridiculous, Grand Duke Fioran just stood in the field of a Mewa and used some tricks."

"As the master of the holy tower, I am just going to use some means."

"Where is the atmosphere coming from?"

"You silly girl just watch from the sidelines."

Grani immediately became angry and rushed forward to bite Wu Shen.

Once again, he was suppressed by Wu Shen with a headshot.

Fiorlan laughed.