"We need the power of the new generation, we need the power of our companions, we need support, we need supplements..."

Fang Ping's voice showed fatigue for the first time.

"The more our seniors fight, the less they fight. I don't hope that one day...these seniors who have silently protected the human race for countless years will only appear in the history books. I think some of them can survive!"

"But now...there are fewer and fewer!"

"The top leaders of the Six Holy Lands are about to die..."

"We can still fight... But we don't know how long we can fight... My compatriots, rise up, we are waiting for you in the days to come! Waiting for you to fight together and protect together..."

…

On this day, Fang Ping didn't talk too much about his enemy kills and gains.

On this day, the human king showed signs of fatigue.

You can continue to fight until the end of your life.

But those seniors are becoming fewer and fewer, and some of them are about to wither in this world.

A new generation of strong men is needed to emerge, and their strength is needed to continue fighting and pass on the legacy of mankind.

…

On May 11, everyone in Fang Ping returned.

Brought good news, brought bad news.

Humanity shares the same sorrow.

…

Magic City.

Fang Ping said something in Kyoto, and without further delay, returned to the magic city and home. The other powerful men also returned to their families or holy places.

Everyone needs a few days of rest, a good sleep, and a good meal.

For hundreds of years, they barely slept a day or had a good meal.

The sun is shining brightly.

Fang Ping slept all day, and no one disturbed him or came to him.

I fell asleep like this until noon on the 12th.

…

Fang Ping hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time, and this time he slept particularly soundly.

The human world is a paradise.

Walking to the window, feeling the warmth of the sun and enjoying the breeze, Fang Ping closed his eyes and enjoyed this rare time.

At this moment, all human kings and heavenly kings were forgotten.

If that cat hadn't brushed his nose with its tail so annoyingly, Fang Ping felt that such a life would be very happy.

Open your eyes.

In front of me, the blue cat had its paws on the edge of the balcony, its big tail sweeping back and forth, staring at Fang Ping, with a look of grievance on its face.

Fang Ping was helpless and patted its big head, "What happened? Chu Wu was repelled. You are not in any danger now. If you don't go to sleep, why are you harassing me here?"

Cang Mao said aggrievedly: "Meow... Liars, they bullied me! The fake human emperor took my cat's cat nest and refused to give it back to me! That old girl Zi'er took my cat's cat palace and refused to give it back.

This cat!

This cat has a cat palace and a cat nest, but now he has to sleep on the grass, how pitiful!"

Fang Ping said seductively: "Cats are raised by nature. The earth is the bed and the sky is the quilt. This is the life a cat should have. It is abnormal for a cat to live in a cat palace. You are an old cat and you should know that cats

How to spend your life, big cat, don’t worry about your cat palace and cat nest anymore.”

Zi'er now needs artifacts to increase his combat power, and Lao Zhang needs cat nests. He plans to dismantle the cat fruits to create some magical weapons, as well as provide some natural materials and earthly treasures to the powerful human race.

Putting your cat to sleep is the biggest waste.

Especially the Beast King Skin. King Zhentian said that he was going to find the Forging God Envoy to build a set of battle armor. The top-level battle armor might be able to create a semi-artifact or even a divine weapon armor. How could Cang Mao continue to be his palace?

Although this originally belonged to Cang Mao, Fang Ping felt that it should not be wasted on Big Cat.

The blue cat rests its paws on the balcony, its head raised, full of sadness, is that so?

Will this cat sleep on the grass in the future?

Are the cat palace and cat nest gone?

Fang Ping said with a smile: "Don't be sad, it's gone once it's gone. In a few years, no one will need it anymore, so it will be returned to you naturally."

"All right!"

Cang Mao muttered, "Forget it, no need. Sleeping on the grass is actually quite good."

Fang Ping stopped continuing the topic, stretched his waist, and asked: "Has anyone been looking for me since yesterday?"

Cangmao is here. Fang Ping really didn't pay attention to anything yesterday. He just slept soundly and didn't really care about that.

But asking Cang Mao is obviously in vain.

The only thing this cat has done since yesterday is to ask for a cat palace and a cat nest, but they were all rejected. Fang Ping came to complain as soon as he woke up.

Fortunately, someone sensed the resurgence of Fang Ping's energy.

Soon, someone heard a message from a distance.

"Fang Ping, come to Tiandao for a meeting!"

The person who conveyed the message was Zhang Tao. Fang Ping slept soundly. He really didn't sleep or rest.

He hasn't been back for a few months. From yesterday to now, he has been dealing with some major and minor matters of the human race. In the past few months when Fang Ping was in charge of the human race, he really didn't care much about these. Fang Ping only focused on the battle and ignored other matters.

"Disturbing people's leisure!"

Fang Ping curled his lips. It was a rare day for him to rest. This guy was looking for him as soon as he woke up. Fang Ping seriously suspected that this guy had been monitoring him.

Without saying anything else, Fang Ping flew out of the window, and the big cat's tail behind him curled around his thigh, and it floated forward with it.

Fang Ping looked back, and Cangmao muttered: "I'll go and listen too. The fake human emperor said that he saw the Spirit Emperor, but he refused to tell me, and had to wait until you woke up before he told me, really angry cat

!”

"He is no longer a fake human emperor."

Fang Ping smiled and said: "My Human Emperor collapsed and I gave it to him. He should be regarded as the Real Emperor now."

"No!"

Cangmao retorted: "The real emperor is definitely not... He is just the human emperor of the new warriors, not the human emperor of the entire human race, unless he unifies the three realms..."

Immortals and gods are all human beings.

Fang Ping moved slightly. Is the real Human Emperor... the co-lord of the three realms?

He really didn't care too much about this. According to Cang Mao, even if Lao Zhang is the emperor of the human race, he is not actually the real human emperor?

Fang Ping didn't say much, dragging the lazy cat and flying towards the Sky Island.

This cat is so lazy that it is too lazy to fly. It hangs on Fang Ping's thigh, which means that Fang Ping is very powerful now, otherwise it may not be able to drag it around.

Cangmao seemed to be a little more attached to himself.

Fang Ping probably knew why.

This time during the battle with Chu Wu, the human race did not give up on Cang Mao.

Cang Mao has lived for so many years, no matter how stupid he is, he still understands in his heart.

In the past, this cat had almost no contact with other people except Fang Ping.

But now, taking the initiative to go to Lao Zhang to ask for a cat nest is actually a sign of intimacy.

Because the strong men of the human race started a war with Chuwu because of it.

…

On the island.

At this moment, the strong ones are like clouds.

Lao Zhang, Long Bian, and Zi'er from the Heavenly King Realm.

Tianmu in the realm of saints, Gongjuanzi.

Li Changsheng, Li Zhen, Zhan Wang, Shen Haotian, Ming Ting, who are considered emperors, and the sika deer in human form.

As well as Wu Kuishan and other extreme powerhouses, some have returned, while others have to stay behind, including Jiang Hao, who has not spoken much, and is also among the crowd.

In the hall, the seats were arranged in a messy manner, and everyone was sitting lazily, with no rules.

The War King glanced at Jiang Hao several times and wanted to speak several times, but remained silent several times. This state had been maintained for some time.

Zhang Tao glanced at the two of them, smiled, and said: "Looking back a few years ago, in the human race, except for the King of Zhentian, there was not even an emperor. Now in just a few years, there are so many powerful people in the human race, and I feel the same in my heart.
To be continued...