"Well, people are almost here, let's go down the city wall and find a place to have a meeting! Also, Fang Yue, you have exchanged the token of the Celestial Race in your hand for me!"

Rufeng was very serious and serious at the beginning, but he felt a pain in the last sentence!

The survivability of those eighteen white tigers is quite strong, and Fang Yue's merits are still rising suddenly.

In this wave, the Celestial Race has suffered a great loss!

"The people of the human race are here! From now on, it will belong to the human race camp and there will be no interest relationship between my gods! You have to return the middle-grade immortal stone I prepaid you before! Otherwise, my gods will chase after Kill you to death!"

The Human Race also sent people, and Fang Yue didn't have to pay the Celestial Race to pay for his labor!

The middle-grade fairy stone is an extremely precious strategic resource. If it can be saved, it is better to use it!

"Well, all right!"

Fang Yue hadn't planned to greedy these middle-grade immortal stones.

Because the middle-grade immortal stone Su Ri is precious, but he is still very far away from the real fairyland level, and he doesn't need immortal stone to cast an immortal body at all! Another reason is that the immortal stone that the **** race is going back to this day will be vomited out to him sooner or later, but next time Rufeng will give it more willingly with his hands!

The group came to a tea house in the outermost city of the city of a thousand towers, opened a private room, arranged the enchantment and started a meeting.

This meeting was presided over by Rufeng. After all, in the city of a thousand towers, the Celestial Clan is the strongest ethnic group.

This time, if the city of a thousand towers can be preserved, the gods will benefit the most. Of course, correspondingly, they will have to pay the most resources.

"This is our first gathering. As the half host of this city of a thousand towers, I like the wind to welcome everyone on behalf of the Celestial Clan!"

Rufeng's opening remarks are not simple.

Especially the meaning contained in this half of the host is not simple.

What is half a host?

That is to say, if this void creature is really repelled, the city of a thousand towers may be brought under the command of the Celestial Race.

Even if this is the case, other ethnic groups will not be convinced.

Especially, in this city of thousand towers, in addition to the Celestial God tribe, the Celestial Demon tribe, the Human tribe, and the Celestial Demon tribe are also traditional strong tribes. This time, there are strong people from these tribes. Hired by the clan, the Black Demon Race is a vassal of the Celestial Demon Race. When necessary, the Black Demon Race needs to contribute the geniuses of its own tribe to help the Celestial Race fight.

Fang Yue narrowed his eyes and stopped moving.

This meeting has little to do with him.

He does not belong to any party. Although he is a human race, the Human League did not send him a corresponding task.

Other Tianjiao performed differently, and the Moyue Brothers obviously frowned.

They and the Celestial Clan are old enemies, and when the Celestial Clan says this, they just don't like to listen.

But as for the final ownership of the city of a thousand towers, the gods of the day said it didn't count, and in the end it was up to those old and undead guys to decide its ownership.

Therefore, in the end, everyone did not speak and continued to let Rufeng perform.

Rufeng saw the performance of the people, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This situation was very good, and it was in line with his expectations.

"This war will involve changes in the overall situation of the underworld! If the Void tribe breaks through the city of a thousand towers, then the underworld will be exposed to the Void tribe's vision by then! I don't think everyone wants to see this situation. Arrived! So, this war is not only for the origin of the universe, but also for the underworld, and for the race behind you!"

The wind's voice becomes exuberant, high, and full of rendering.

However, all the people here are old foxes, and no one will be moved by the flick of the Celestial Clan.

"Rufeng, don't talk about that useless! The future of the underworld cannot be determined by our little shrimps! Geniuses return to geniuses, but they will still be little shrimps until they are fully grown. I'm right! So, What I care about is not the overall situation of the underworld, but the distribution of the results of this battle and the question of who will pay for the war resources!"

Hei Bufan interrupted Rufeng's words without giving face.

Hei Bufan at this moment represents the demon clan.

The Moyue brothers of the Tianmo clan are people with identities and backgrounds, and they can't open their mouths to distribute benefits.

But Hei Bufan, as the lackey of the Heavenly Demon Race, is most appropriate to say such words at this moment.

"I'm here this time to try the token too! I think it shouldn't be a problem to exchange for a trial token with my merits in killing the void creatures of the true fairyland level! If the next killing of the enemy is not good for me, I Just leave the city of a thousand towers and return to the underworld! My family still has a town called Yongfeng that needs me to take care of it! I don't know how Yongfeng town is now while I'm away from home!"

Fang Yue looked nostalgic.

Now he is truly carefree!

Although his merit token was swallowed by Fang Yi, his outstanding performance in this war was seen by the big figures in the city of a thousand towers. At this time, Fang Yue's military merit award was greeted by the ink. Obviously the most unwise choice to lower one's morale.

The windy smile froze.

This meeting was not as smooth as he had imagined.

Fang Yue directly proposed not to do it, this is to some extent, to a certain extent, has him in the army.

As for the question of being uncommon, it is also very acute.

The distribution of spoils after the victory of the war directly involves the interests of all races.

Especially the origin of the universe, it is impossible to be monopolized by the Celestial family, otherwise, this short-lived interest group formed because of interests will immediately disband.

"Didn't the Human League give you any tasks?"

Rufeng still doesn't give up, is this alliance of brains disabled?

Both Yin Gu Dao and Luo Daoyi were sent, and this Fang Yue was still a free man!

Don't the League of People know that of these three, Fang Yue is the most difficult to deal with?

He may not be the strongest in combat and the best talent, but he is the most insidious and the most effective in war!

"I'm just a small guardian. People are humble and light, and it's normal to not be taken seriously in the League!"

Fang Yue said lightly.

Fang Yue's words were a little sour, but what he told was the truth.

As a guardian, his position in the League of People is simply humble into the dust!

Fang Yue's rank in the League of People is constantly improving, but this real power position of the League has always refused to give Fang Yue.

Rufeng even had an impulse, if possible, he hoped to draw Fang Yue into the camp of the Celestial God Race.

A genius like Fang Yue, whose combat power far exceeds the realm, can play an unimaginable role in many places in the underworld.

Of course, this thought of Rufeng just passed by.

Most of the talents of the human race are lunatics. They have their own pride and will not compromise until they are in desperation, let alone betray their own race.

"Fang Yue's value, I think everyone knows! If he is there, the difficulty of completing our follow-up tasks should be much lower, but I don't want our Celestial family to bear the cost of this employment! But we can pay. Part of the cost! This is a new merit badge! After hunting the void creatures, you can get 50% of the merits of the ordinary Celestial Clan!"

Rufeng threw a new badge of merit.

This Fang Yue is too capable of killing!

Killed to the point where the Celestial God Clan was afraid to hire Fang Yue in full!

"The medal of the Celestial Demon Race, the Three Success Awards!"

The elder brother of the Shadowmoon Brothers said that this is not only to share the cost of the war, but also to make friends with a human being.

"Sky Demon Medal, two success awards!"

The big brother Yaoxin of the Sky Demon Race also threw a medal. The value of this medal is not low.

The treasures of the Sky Demon Clan are often unexpected. There are many types of this clan, and the ways to obtain resources are also different.

Their treasure trove is often a grocery store, often filled with things that ordinary people cannot understand.

"Renmeng Medal Three Success Award! This is an opinion reached after I discussed with the Renmeng!"

Yin Gudao sighed.

Because of Fang Yue's path of cultivating all methods, the League of People never waited much to see Fang Yue.

In Chen Pingping's words, this Fang Yue is destined to only have a glorious moment, he will be as brilliant as a meteor, but in the end all the glory will be engulfed by endless darkness!

"Thirteen percent of feats! A deal!"

Fang Yue showed a bright smile.

At the same time, he accepted the employment of the Celestial God Race, the Celestial Demon Race, the Celestial Demon Race, and the Human Race, and the benefits of killing the void creatures would be beyond imagination!

Especially the treasure house of foreign races, the treasures in it have been coveted by Fang Yue for a long time.

"Fang Yue's problem has come to an end! The rest is the issue of the allocation of resources between us! The gods' opinion is that the gods will bear 60% of the consumption of war resources. The distribution of the spoils of the gods is only four levels, but the war is over. , If the city of a thousand towers can be preserved intact, my gods will have a thousand-year dominance!"

As the wind speaks, solemnly, all the hiring of Fang Yue is small money.

The distribution of real war resources and spoils is the bulk!

"No! This city of thousand towers should be governed by all races, and it is impossible for all the origins of the universe to fall into the pockets of your gods!"

The demon heart's face was cold, and he retorted.

At this time, Fang Yue pushed the door out and temporarily withdrew from the meeting.

Anyway, no matter who the city of a thousand towers falls into in the future, he has nothing to do with him.

Even in the hands of the Human Race, it is impossible for the Human Race to share the origin of the universe produced in it.

Fang Yue returned to his residence, cultivated and recharged, waiting for the coming storm.

At this time, Fang Yi walked to Fang Yue's room, with five crystal **** in his hand, and each crystal ball had a faint golden breath.

"This is the breath of the origin of the universe, you are the result of this killing!"

Fang Yue sent the five strands of the origin of the universe to Fang Yue's hands, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of Fang Yue's mouth.

"The amount of the universe origin in this void creature is scarce. After killing so many today, can you extract such a breath of the universe origin?!"

Fang Yi smiled and said: "The aura of the origin of the universe is extremely precious, and you can take out a wisp of it for a sky-high price! Last time, the city of a thousand towers, after more than three thousand years of battle, condensed 12 origins of the universe. Crystal! And the breath of the origin of the universe is worth one thousandth of the origin of the universe! This time, the city of a thousand towers and the void creatures have fought more and more frequently, and the three thousand years of scenes have only condensed ten. Eight crystals of the origin of the universe and 321 wisps of the origin of the universe.

Last time you helped maintain the order of the Void Tower, you also gave you ten rays of the origin of the universe! And you helped me condense my physical body, and when I was reborn, I gave you three more cosmic origin crystals! Now, there are only fifteen pieces of the breath of the origin of the universe in the tower of the void, plus three hundred strands of the breath of the origin of the universe, they will fight to death, and the final tribe may not have as much harvest as you! "

Fang Yue was slightly taken aback.