Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

"That guy is really invincible!"

Li Ziting cursed angrily, while covering the shocking hole in his chest with his hands.

This was the painful scar left after his fierce battle with the six-eyed god.

"By the way, have the strong men from the Three Thousand Small Worlds made their choice?"

Li Ziting suddenly remembered his previous contact with the three thousand small worlds. They had tried to gain the support of these small worlds, but the response from there did not seem to be enthusiastic.

In fact, no matter how the prehistoric world will eventually merge, or who will be the winner of this battle, it will not have much impact on the three thousand small worlds.

After all, it's just a change of management.

Moreover, these alien races probably wouldn't care too much about the situation in the three thousand small worlds.

After all, the resources of these small worlds are quite limited, and the number of strong people that can be cultivated is naturally very limited.

More importantly, the way the three thousand small worlds are nurtured is to extract spiritual power from the primitive world and rely on the spiritual power feedback from the primitive world to achieve promotion.

This approach determines that their development is restricted by the primitive world.

This is not an attractive condition for those aliens.

Kong Xuan said distressedly: "They are not resisting strongly, we may not be able to win their support."

Li Ziting covered his head and said, "Our current strength... is not as good as the opponent's high-end combat power, but now we are not even strong enough for the middle level."

Tongtian said: "The foreign races are not united either, and many of them resist the invasion."

"But now that the two worlds are forcibly merged, they have no choice." Li Ziting sighed, "Those guys will eventually make a decision, and the merged worlds will have a winner..."

As the saying goes, those who are not of my race must have different minds.

Even those who do not advocate aggression as peacemakers will eventually have to make a choice after their living environments are forcibly integrated.

"Although we did not receive support from the Three Thousand Worlds, we did receive support from the Dragon Clan."

Master Tongtian brought some good news.

"After Zulong revived, he personally organized the dragon clan. Now the dragon clan also has considerable combat power."

Ants can always kill elephants.

Not to mention that this ant is a dragon.

"It's not just the dragon clan." Kong Xuan said, "The ancestor of the Qilin clan, Qilin, also revived. After the collapse of the Great Heavenly Dao, many restrictions were lifted."

Li Ziting smiled: "In other words, now we have the support of the three ancient tribes?"

Kong Xuan nodded: "That's right."

Master Tongtian said: "Now that Zulong and Shiqilin have both revived, their bodies may not be complete yet, but as long as we help them complete their physical shaping, they will be able to become top-level combat forces."

Li Ziting said: "Then what are you waiting for?"

The hole in the chest slowly shrank back to its original size with a flash of lightning.

But the wound on his chest still couldn't heal.

It's like there are some special rules getting in the way.

"Alas..., if we could have a powerful person at the Dao level..." Kong Xuan suddenly sighed.

Tongtian's eyes sparkled: "Great God Pangu... maybe those guys from the Wu Clan have a solution!"

Nuwa Temple.

Li Chunyang was sitting in the ancient stone pavilion under the tree in front of the Nuwa Temple, with a girl in golden and red feathered clothes sitting next to him.

Li Chunyang picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for the other party: "You should know that if you appear here at this time, you will be in danger of being killed. Why are you so bold, Senior Sister Liyi..."

After a pause, Li Chunyang said: "Or should I call you..., Your Highness Longji..."