Wu Ling, a young and beautiful alien woman, not to mention Gu Chen, but Li and sisters Luo were both surprised and looked at the alien woman curiously.

There was a strange mark on her eyebrows, which should be a special mark of their clan.

"Which race are you from the Hundred Races?" Gu Chen couldn't tell what race she was.

She looks similar to the human race, but she is not the human race. Her biggest feature is the mark on the edge of her eyebrows.

"Human Emperor, I come from the Spirit Clan and do not belong to the current hundreds of races." Wu Ling told him his identity.

She comes from the Spiritual Clan and is a member of the Spiritual Clan.

Among the hundreds of clans, there is indeed a spiritual clan. Gu Chen suddenly realized it when he heard it.

However, Gu Chen knew very little about the spiritual race, only knowing that most of the races among the hundreds of races were powerful races.

As the lowest-ranking existence, the human race is not entirely true. There are not only one hundred races, but just a general term for the wilderness races.

To put it bluntly, the hundreds of wilderness races are the most powerful one hundred races at present. In fact, there are many races in the wilderness.

For example, the Spirit Clan is a once-prosperous race, but now it has declined and cannot be among the hundreds of races.

"The Spiritual Clan, a race that has been passed down for a long time, I heard that the Spiritual Clan has been destroyed. Could it be..." Gu Chen looked at the Spiritual Clan woman in front of him.

The face of Wu Ling changed, showing a sad expression.

She said: "My spiritual race was once strong, but in the end it was declining, just like other declining races or perishing races, it was heading for demise."

"Witch Spirit, here I beg the Human Emperor to save our spiritual clan."

As she said that, she knelt directly in front of her and performed a sacred ritual of the Spiritual Clan.

She was praying for Gu Chen, but she actually wanted to ask Gu Chen to save the spiritual clan?

Gu Chen was very surprised. The first time he saw a foreigner begging for help from the human race, he felt a little funny.

"You should be very clear about what the human race is in at the moment, what ability do I have to help you, and why don't you ask other hundreds of races, or even gods, to help?" His tone was a little cold.

Wu Ling said with a sad face: "Our spiritual race was killed by the gods, and has declined to this day, and is now in a crisis of extermination."

"I escaped alone, just for help. I have thought about all races, and other people in the clan have also tried it, but they were all captured by all races and given to the gods."

Speaking of this, Wu Ling looked indignant and said sadly: "My life was saved by the patriarch of the Northern Xinjiang Ziwei Alliance. I have sworn to serve him for the rest of my life."

"This time I came to ask for help not only for the human race alliance in the northern border, but also for my own tribe, I beg the Human Emperor to save our spiritual race."

Wu Ling finished speaking in one breath, allowing Gu Chen to understand her origin and experience.

It turned out that the spiritual race was being killed and strangled by the gods. This ancient race that inherited was being wiped out by the gods.

Now she is in danger and is in the crisis of extermination. She is one of the spiritual races sent to seek help, and perhaps she is the only one left.

Wu Ling was lucky and was rescued by Ziwei, the leader of the Northern Xinjiang Human League, and has been with him since then.

This time, when she came to the Yanhuang clan for help, the originally extinguished thought suddenly ignited hope.

Gu Chen and the strength of the Yanhuang clan gave her a glimmer of hope. Perhaps only this human emperor could save the spiritual clan.

Because he defeated the three major gods, this is the best proof. Therefore, she hopes that Gu Chen can save the spiritual race.

But why do they want to help you?

Gu Chen saw that she did not agree, but said, "Get up, I have no time to take care of your spiritual tribe's affairs for the time being. There are still countless crises within our human tribe, and it is difficult for me to protect myself and I am all small."

This is true. The current situation of the human race is really bad. To put it bluntly, I won the gods, but you have to think that it is only part of the power of the gods.

The true heritage of the gods is extremely terrifying. It is wrong to say that you have defeated the gods because you only won a battle.

Unless you truly capture the lair of the gods or even destroy the foundation of the gods, you can truly defeat the gods.

"Human Emperor, beg you to save my tribe. As long as you save my tribe, I can swear on behalf of the Spiritual Clan that the Spiritual Clan will always be loyal to the Human Emperor."

Wu Ling was anxious. Seeing that Gu Chen had no intention of helping, he kept bowing and praying.

She was really desperate. She had been in the Northern Xinjiang Alliance before, hoping that the Northern Xinjiang Alliance would have the ability to help her.

However, the Ziwei Alliance case has been fighting for years, facing the continuous attacks of four major alien races, and it is difficult for me to protect myself and have no ability to help her.

But now it’s different. Gu Chen emerged from nowhere, and the reputation of the Yanhuang clan spread all over the world, allowing the witch spirit to truly see hope.

The only hope lies in Gu Chen.

But Gu Chen shook his head: "Not to mention whether you can represent the entire spiritual race, just say that now, I know nothing about your spiritual race and the gods who strangled you."

"I..." Wu Ling hesitated for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Human Emperor, I am the third descendant of the spiritual leader. My mother is the emperor of this generation of spiritual race. I can represent the entire spiritual race. If I don't believe it, I can make a spiritual vow."

"Sound of the soul?" Gu Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

The spiritual race has its own unique ability, which is the power of the mind.

That's right, this clan is very unique. He is born with spiritual power. Gu Chen has noticed this, after all, he has encountered spiritual power.

At the beginning, I was killed once, which almost caused me to fall into the Tao.

He knows nothing about the power of the mind. Now he sees the Spirit Clan, a race that is born with the power of the mind.

Gu Chen said it was false to be uncurious, and he hoped that he could gain the mystery of mastering the power of the mind from it.

There is no need to worry about the power, this is Gu Chen’s idea.

Moreover, he has his own plans, and any race oppressed by the gods and all races may become an ally.

The Spirit Clan is a potential ally. If it is really rescued, it may add an external power to the human race.

However, Gu Chen has his own expertise. Save, it is OK, but how to save him, and whether he has the ability to save this race that is about to be exterminated.

"Your spiritual race was hunted by that god race?" Gu Chen asked calmly.

After hearing this, Wu Ling was shocked and hurriedly said, "It is the Star God Clan and the Shura Clan. These two major gods have been chasing our Spirit Clan from the very beginning and have never given up."

"Star God Clan, Shura Clan?"

Gu Chen frowned. He had never encountered these two gods before, and had never seen them before, but the Shura tribe had some impressions.

Is it even similar to the Shura in my previous myths and legends?

"How many tribes are there in your spiritual race now? Where are you?"

He asked directly about the most important information, where is the Spirit Clan?

A trace of struggle flashed across Wu Ling's face, but finally gritted her teeth and said: "My spiritual race has been hiding in the spiritual ancestral land. It was originally very secret. I don't know why the Star Gods found our hidden place and are currently surrounded by two major gods."

"Spiritual Realm?" Gu Chen nodded slightly, thought for a while and said, "You get up first, solve the problem of the human race in the northern border first, and then talk about this."

"Wu Ling, thank the Emperor!"

Wu Ling thanked him with excitement on his face, and bowed again and again, which was so excited.

Finally someone is willing to help them with the Spiritual race, which is a race, human race that I had never thought of before.

Gu Chen naturally had the idea of ​​helping the Spirit Clan. After all, if one more race and one more power, the human race always needs friends and allies.

It is really unrealistic that the human race cannot fight against the wilderness and even the gods alone. He naturally understands the truth that it is hard to support it alone.

Whether it is a country or a tribe, there will be friends, enemies, allies, etc.

"You go down, I will consider your issue." Gu Chen waved his hand and asked Wu Ling to go down.

Wu Ling saluted respectfully: "Human Emperor, Wu Ling bowed."

She turned around and left, put on a black robe, and once again hid her true appearance and identity, which made Gu Chen suddenly feel many feelings in his heart.

The Spiritual Clan was once a prosperous race, but now that it has reached this point, it is even worse than the human race.

At least, the human race has survived and reproduced tenaciously, and generations of ancestors have constantly sacrificed their lives and shed their blood, and are constantly striving for the human race's strength.

No matter how many generations of human sages do anything for the holy war, no matter how many ancestors of human sage contribute to their own tribes and tribes.

It is the reason why the human race survived tenaciously today, and was not completely destroyed by all races, and even accumulated strength to resist again and again.

This is the human race, indomitable and never surrender.

"Human race, you can't lose, and you can't afford to lose."

Gu Chen murmured to himself as he looked at the void, with a firm look in his eyes, as if he had seen the magnificent and cruel human years on the void battlefield.

This holy war, the human race cannot lose, nor can it afford to lose.

Once you lose, it will be more difficult. Once in a thousand years, how many times have the human race lost?

How many thousand years have there been, and how many ancestors of human race have died there just for a glimmer of invisible hope.

The human race needs a glimmer of dawn, and the victory of a holy war is the dawn of the human race.

"Wait for me, the holy war, the human race will win!"

Gu Chen thought silently in his heart, and a powerful belief surged from his body, which was the belief that kept pushing him forward and never gave up.

Because the human race cannot afford to lose, if it fails again, it may be the end of the destruction of the clan. The human race will be completely erased by the gods of the hundreds of clans and even the gods, and erasing the traces of the human race's existence from the heaven and earth.

From then on, there was no human race in this world.

"Transfer, go forward at full speed!"

Gu Chen shouted loudly and conveyed the order.

boom!

The next moment, the entire fleet accelerated rumblingly, breaking through the clouds and moving forward at full speed in the direction of northern Xinjiang.
Chapter completed!