Zhang Fan was originally unable to absorb the energy in the black ball in the consciousness space, but then Chi Fa swallowed a large amount of the essence blood of the sturdy puppet. Since the sturdy puppet was much stronger than the previous complete body, this black energy in the essence blood was naturally much more.

Through these bloods, Zhang Fan finally knew how these energies could be absorbed, and they had to be fused into his own blood, but he was worried that there would be unknowable consequences after fusion. When they were hesitating, Ming Cry and Zique finally used all their strength to fight, turning the outside upside down, everyone was busy dodging, and the red hair returned to the consciousness space.

After discovering Zhang Fan's concerns, he said, "You don't have to worry about this, anyway, you have to help me shape my body, so I can do all this." I don't care what it will become, as long as it's strong enough."

Zhang Fan thought about it, and after saying that it had been so long, he was relieved enough to be red hair, so he withdrew from the consciousness space and left red hair to tinker with his body by himself. At this time, the Black Emperor sat on the ground resting, using a small amount of energy, wanting to recover from his injuries as soon as possible, just in case of emergency.

At this time, Paul came to him and asked, "Head, what is a cultivator, tell us about it, it's all at this time, don't hide it from us anymore" The Black Emperor looked at Paul, whose face was scorched at the moment, half of his hair was gone, and his body was even more black and red, and he suddenly realized that his Ninth Legion was finished.

At present, only the elites of these regiments are left, and now even he is seriously injured, and his combat morale has fallen to the lowest. If there were no Zique and three people to help in this mission, their Ninth Legion would probably have been wiped out.

The Black Emperor saw that everyone was reconsidering Paul's question, and some people even said that even if he died in the end, he would be a fool. Although it was not auspicious, everyone did not refute it.

The Black Emperor sighed and said, "For cultivators, this little brother should know better than me," After speaking, he looked at the ring plate, and everyone also moved their eyes to the ring plate.

The ring pan pondered for a moment and said, "Big Sister Zi is indeed one of the cultivators, but you should also know that the strength of the cultivation line is strong and self-contained, and the seven forces can't command them at all, so it's even more impossible for me to know the purpose of Big Sister Zi's visit this time."

After hearing this, the Black Emperor nodded and said, "Yes, probably only they can go to the inner earth."

After speaking, he looked at the Dao people of the Ninth Legion, and Zhang Fan, who was also confused, said, "Today's human world, on the surface, is the autonomy of various human gatherings, but in fact, it is still controlled by various major countries, because they have gathered the highest level of evolutionaries in their countries, and with the top technology of the last days, it can be said that they are the real masters of this planet."

In fact, the Seven Potentials are only a few more top-level evolutionaries, but they can't catch up with the energy of the state apparatus in terms of material and financial resources.

Before the end of the world, the two sides were dependent on each other, and after the end of the world, a large number of important facilities were destroyed and mutant beasts were rampant, and the influence of the seven forces under the double blow had been minimized. In addition, the alien forces are attacking on a large scale at this time, which makes the already crumbling Seven Powers even worse. Although each state apparatus has its own powerful military technology, it is also their last hole card, plus they still have hundreds of millions of ordinary humans to manage, and they can't draw their strength at all.

So the moon base has basically fallen, at the last moment, a group of forces suddenly appeared, showing a powerful force, stabilized the situation in one fell swoop, they called themselves cultivators, they do not belong to any force, and they are not subject to any force, but their appearance is effectively resisting the invasion of alien forces. This is what I know of a cultivator."

Everyone was even more confused when they listened, not only did the previous doubts not be answered, but also added many questions. Sure enough, at this time, Paul first asked, "This is illogical, according to what the head of the regiment said before, the cultivators are obviously not one or two, how could they suddenly appear?" Why weren't they known to the Seven Powers before? The Seven Potentials have existed for much longer than any country, so how can there be no news at all? ”

Paul's question is actually everyone's question, but unfortunately neither the Black Emperor nor the Ring Plate can give an answer at this moment. Zhang Fan was even more emotional when he listened to it, the seven potentials were already strong enough in his eyes, who knew that there was an even more powerful Xiuzhen Group on top of this, Zhang Fan knew his insignificance.

In desperation, I could only take out the dry food I brought in my backpack to eat to vent the depression in my heart. But this action did make everyone next to him speechless for a while, and even Paul, who has always been a living treasure, gave him a thumbs up. Because the "dry food" that Zhang Fan took out was a fat pork leg, holding the pork leg in his right hand, carrying the flame in his left hand, eating it while roasting, and then looking at the battle outside, it looked like he was coming for an outing.

"Wow, you're really here for an outing, and there's such a big guy stuffed in your backpack," Paul said in surprise. Zhang Fan said while eating, "When you are full, do you have the strength to fight monsters, by the way, do you want to take a bite" said and stretched out the pork leg full of saliva that he had gnawed in front of Paul.

Paul had a chill and resolutely refused, "Don't, I said you're embarrassed, you people from the Soul Dragon Hall are fighting bloody outside, but you are hiding inside to eat barbecue, do you think it's appropriate?"

Zhang Fan stopped thinking about it, and then continued to gnaw on his pork legs.

The Black Emperor and the others all laughed, and the tense atmosphere was diluted a lot, in fact, Zhang Fan was so anxious to eat because the red hair was basically able to reshape his body, and he needed a lot of energy, and now he had no gram absorption target, so he could only absorb energy by eating.

At this time, in the consciousness space, there was a huge humanoid creature more than 2 meters tall, its whole body was red, and its long black hair fluttered in the wind behind it, like black flames boiling and tumbling behind it.

"That's the image you've created? How do you get a red one" Zhang Fan came to the consciousness space with a wisp of consciousness at this time.

"What do you know, my body is made according to the strongest human red race, and it is the strongest combat race, so call me Akabane in the future. Well, it's a good name, I took it myself," said the giant red human.

Zhang Fan glanced at him and asked, "What is the Red Clan?" ”

"Alas, you humans don't even know your own history, forget it, I'll popularize it with you. In the ancient flood era, although you humans were not a dominant race, they were also extremely powerful, and various races emerged one after another. The most representative of them are the red, blue and giant races, unlike today, only the yellow, white, and black tribes are left in the weakened human race."

Hearing this, Zhang Fan was shocked, why didn't he know anything about this? There is no such thing in the world at all, could it be that what Akabane said just now is the historical fault that Sister Zi has been looking for? How did Akabane know so many things, and if what he said was true, wouldn't he be able to unravel the mystery of history?

Zhang Fan voiced his doubts. Akabane shook his head and said, "I know this, because the memories of the host have been accumulated from generation to generation, and I only know some fragments of the ancient flood era. I remember fusing with a golden-winged roc and falling in battle with a dragon. And every time I fall, I lose some of my memories, so I really don't know what happened at that time."

Zhang Fan sighed, how could the truth of history be so easy for him to know you, but he still asked, "What did you say before, what is it?" ”

Akabane replied, "That is the classification of the Flood Desolation Race, which is divided into five levels: Earth Spirit Level, Flood Calamity Level, Overlord Level, Domination Level, and Tianyu Level, and you humans are a race of the Overlord level."

"Huh? It's only the overlord level, the third gear," Zhang Fan said.

Chi Yu glanced at Zhang Fan and said, "Be content, you can have a place among the top ten overlords, yes, you will have the opportunity to go to the inner earth in the future."

"What, does the Flood Desolation still exist?"

"Of course, on the desolate continent in the inner earth, I just don't know what method you humans used to run from there to the outside, and also closed the exit, otherwise do you think you humans can develop peacefully for hundreds of thousands of years on the outer earth?"

Zhang Fan sighed and thought that he had wanted to solve the puzzle, but who had thought that the more he asked, the more confused he became, and now he was deeply involved and lost in the mystery. Forget it, I don't have an answer if I want to, so just let it go, the truth of the matter doesn't have much to do with me.

Looking at the huge Akabane in front of him, he said, "When will you be able to finish it?" ”

"It's up to you, try to replenish your energy, if you don't have something to absorb, just eat, whatever energy you eat, preferably the blood or core of a powerful creature or something"

Zhang Fan agreed, and Chi Yu came out of the consciousness space, and at this moment, his pig leg had been gnawed to the bone, and the battle outside was still ping-pong endlessly.