607: C607 He Was the New Lord of the Spiritual Race

C607 He Was the New Lord of the Spiritual Race

"Who are you?"

Faang Fann narrowed his eyes. It seemed like the newcomer wasn't here to cause trouble...

"I am Ling Shang, and she is Ling Xue. We are both from the Spirit Clan. We are here today to find the master of the Human Clan, and we are here to seek allies!"

The young man in the lead had a look of longing in his eyes. He only wanted to ask for help, and he looked at Faang Fann with a burning gaze.

"Looking for allies?"

"Hehe... You might not understand the situation of our Human Clan yet, but we can't even protect ourselves. The reason why you came to us to form an alliance is to strengthen your own strength, but looking for our Human Clan will only make you sink into the mud."

Faang Fann shrugged his shoulders. There was no need for him to lie about this matter.

He was well aware of what the Human Clan was like.

Now that he had said it, everything would be fine. If he didn't say it, if they really formed an alliance, there wouldn't be much profit.

Faang Fann also didn't need an ally who schemed against each other.

"We know the current situation of Human Clan!"

"The reason why our Spirit Clan found you is because we hope that you can join us in killing the Winged Human Clan!"

"Moreover, I don't think the Human Clan is as weak as the rumors say. Otherwise, it would be impossible for them to destroy the Beastman Plane!"

Ling Xue of the Spirit Clan blinked and said.

"Join forces to kill the Winged Human Clan? I don't really understand. The Winged Human Clan is indeed attacking our Realm of Human Clan, but this doesn't seem to have much to do with your Spirit Clan, right?"

Faang Fann shrugged his shoulders. He didn't really understand what was going on in his head.

"The Winged Human Clan is very powerful. Not only did they invade your Realm of Human Clan! They invaded the Spirit Clan!"

"Chief of Winged Human Clan and Yi Lingtian are too powerful! The old patriarch of our Spirit Clan was killed by him!"

"Speaking of which, your Human Clan has attracted the attention of those Winged Human Clan, and only then can we, the Spirit Clan, survive with our last breath..."

"But if we wait until those Winged Human Clan turn around and continue to attack our Spirit Clan... The Spirit Clan will surely die!"

"Therefore, I hope to join forces with you and kill the Winged Human Clan in total!"

The young man from the Spirit Clan, Ling Shang, furrowed his brows, and his eyes shone with a bright light...

The hatred of a single person... couldn't be concealed.

Faang Fann narrowed his eyes. From the eyes of these two men from the Spirit Clan, he could see the light of hatred.

"So, your identities in the Spirit Clan are?"

Faang Fann muttered in a low voice, silently calculating in his heart.

"I am the new master of the Spirit Clan!"

"Xue'er is my younger sister..."

The two of them looked at each other helplessly.

"Master, one of them is a Six Star King Stage, and the other is a Five Star King Stage..."

"Also, out of the ten Spirit Clan they brought, one is a Six Star King Stage, and the rest are all Four-Star and Five Star King Stage!"2

Garen said to Faang Fann.

Faang Fann narrowed his eyes. It was obvious that even the Spirit Clan, which was on the verge of being wiped out by the Winged Human Clan, was actually very powerful!

At least, they could easily bring out a few Five Star Six Star King Stage...

According to what Garen said, out of the twelve Spirit Clan, two of them were Six Star Kings, while the remaining ten were all Fifth Star Four-Star Kings.

This was a very powerful line-up.

If what they said was true, it would certainly give Faang Fann some help.

After all, he was about to go to the M Realm to fight the Winged Human Clan.

It was naturally a good thing to have another batch of reinforcements at this time.

What Faang Fann was considering now was the authenticity of the Spirit Clan's words.

Someone sent a pillow when he was dozing off?

Sometimes, danger was hidden by coincidence!

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