For a long time, Tang Ming thought that the rise of the human race needed to rely on the ancestors to go out step by step.

Until now, Tang Ming thought so, but the root cause of this bane was inevitably linked to cause and effect with several of them.

If it was really because of their appearance that the Demon King had used bloody methods against Xue Yuan, then at this moment they had no way to stay out of it.

The Divine Phoenix in his hand burst violently, and in the terrifying look of the sheep demon, the flames of the Divine Phoenix completely turned him into ashes.

"Huh, what is this?"

Just as Tang Ming was about to turn around and leave, he saw a glimmer of light in the puddle of ashes that the sheep demon had turned into.

With a wave of his left hand, the ashes disappeared into the cave in an instant, and where the sheep demon disappeared, a bead emitting a faint glow appeared in Tang Ming's eyes.

With a single move, he took the thumb-sized bead into his hand, and the bead was cold to the hand, with an energy fluctuation different from the aura.

Tang Ming looked at it several times, but he didn't recognize what this thing was.

This thing is very similar to the demon clan's Inner Dan, but the energy contained in it is very different from the Inner Dan, in addition to a trace of aura, there is also a kind of energy that Tang Ming feels slightly familiar with entrenched in it.

A flame burst out of Tang Ming's hand, turning the body of the rat demon into ashes, and among the ashes of the rat demon, Tang Ming also found an identical bead.

Tang Ming collected the two beads, then walked to a wall, looked at the crooked patterns on it, and remembered these slightly awkward patterns in his mind with a solemn expression.

The ancestors in the snowfield would record some things about the tribe on the walls of the cave where they lived, although most of these patterns were trivial matters of alternating hunting and power, but in Tang Ming's eyes, they were extremely heavy.

Tang Ming, who walked out of the cave, felt a little Ling Ran in his heart, and those children with painful faces appeared in his mind from time to time.

The croaking of a life, the alternation of the prosperity of an ethnic group, and the tumultuous silence of a history all begin in those seemingly comical murals.

The Divine Phoenix Spear in his hand burst out without warning, piercing the sky, and the flames mixed with the rolling thunder carried a sad aura, instantly leveling the cave in front of him.

Tang Ming turned around with his gun in his hand, and his expression was resolute towards the streamers that kept flashing in the distance.

In the snowy field, only the demon clan and those sect disciples can move with weapons, and it is impossible for the sect disciples to appear in this kind of place, so those streamers must be demon clans.

Tang Ming's figure exploded in the snowfield like thunder on dry land, and the demon clans who were originally flying in the sky all paused one after another, looking at the thunder that rose into the sky with some astonishment.

A moment later, the heavy snow in the snow field arrived as scheduled, but the difference was that with the snowflakes, there was also a blood mist that had been filled with the torn bodies of countless demon clans.

"There are countless demon clans under the Quartet Demon King, and it is difficult for me to stop this killing with my strength alone, but this is better, I want to see if Hua Xu, who has the human emperor race, can really lead the human race out of this ice and snow!"

Tang Ming's figure hung alone in the air, and as far as the eye could see, those demon clans in this sky had all fallen under Tang Ming's bland spear in the blink of an eye.

After having a plan in his heart, Tang Ming turned around and returned unhurriedly towards the gathering place of the Xu tribe.

At this moment, he was extremely sure in his heart that the demon race was undoubtedly the opportunity for the rise of the human race this time.

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Xu tribe, in a cave.

Hua Xu woke up shortly after Tang Ming left, and the ability to recover from this guy who had almost no cultivation on his body made the well-informed Tianzong grin a little.

It is inconceivable that a guy who has no cultivation at all, after being so seriously injured, can wake up in such a short time.

Moreover, the attacks of the cultivators are accompanied by aura, and the wounds are not easy to heal, even if the Heavenly Sect has the elixir of the Medicine King Valley, it is theoretically impossible for Hua Xu to wake up so quickly.

"Are you sure that the man with the long sword you met is named Yuan Zimo?"

Lu Junfeng looked at Hua Xu who was already in good spirits with some incredulity.

What they didn't expect was that the person Hua Xu and they met on this expedition was really Yuan Zimo of Tianxuanzong.

However, a few people were puzzled that even if Yuan Zimo's cultivation was not fully recovered, it would probably not be very difficult to leave a few ancestors.

"Yes, that's what I heard the rugged man with the long soldier call him!"

Hua Xu carefully recalled the scene at that time, to be honest, the sharp sword aura at the beginning was still vivid.

"Yuan Zimo of Tianxuan Sect should be the person with the highest cultivation among several people in the sect, can call Yuan Zimo's name so bluntly, what is the origin of the person holding the long soldier?"

Han Daxiong also frowned slightly, Yuan Zimo's skills have been taught by them in the Huangsha World, not to mention the disciples of those sects, even if they are not playing with their lives, they are not the enemies of that guy at all.

Among them, the people who can directly crush Yuan Zimo, except for Tang Ming, are Lu Junfeng, who opened the sword box, and Feng Yubei, who drank blood and drew his sword.

"Draw the man's weapon. ”

Feng Haobei was silent for a while, and then handed a burnt black wooden stick to Hua Xu in front of him.

After Hua Xu took the wooden stick, he carefully recalled the original scene in his mind, and then a halberd with three points of charm appeared in front of everyone.

"Thunder Breaks the Sky?!"

The moment they saw the halberd, everyone was stunned.

Although Lei Pokong is also a personal disciple of a first-class sect, there is still a big gap compared to Yuan Zimolai.

It seems that among the disciples of the sect, something unpredictable has also happened, which made the arrogant Yuan Zimo succumb to the thunder breaking the sky.

"No...... Oh no, there's someone coming in from outside!"

Just when a few people were puzzled, an ancestor outside the door ran in in a panic, and when he saw Hua Xu, he suddenly knelt down and shouted.

"What's wrong?"

Although Hua Xu's injuries were already healed, he was still a little weak, but at this time, he also stood up and came to the person who reported the news, and asked in an indifferent tone.

In the past two months, Hua Xu's biggest change is that he often exudes a trace of vague aura on his body, and the intensity of this breath has become more and more intense with the increase of the Xu clan.

Feng Haobei can keenly feel that even he is not, and he will have an urge to bow to Hua Xu and worship.

And the source of all this, even Feng Haobei himself can't say clearly, that trace of throbbing in the face of Hua Xu seems to come from the soul.

"My king, the people of the Li clan with eight masters who are about the same as immortal masters are coming towards the gathering place of our clan, and the warriors of the clan can't resist it, and they are suffering heavy casualties!"

The arms of the messenger trembled a little, and the boundless power exuded by those immortal masters made the ancestors feel desperate.

"Li?"

Hua Xu frowned suddenly, this Li clan is not an ordinary ancestor, in this snowy field, the status of the Li clan is like a first-class sect in the world, and the Xu clan is not an opponent at all.

It stands to reason that even if the Xu people have developed well in the past two months, it is far from reaching the point where the Li people are afraid of it.

"The leader is Chi Jiuli?!"

Hua Xu pondered for a moment, then frowned and looked at the clansmen on the ground and asked.

When Hua Xu said the name Chi Jiuli, Feng Haobei and the others obviously felt the change in his mood.

"No, the leader is a strong man with a long soldier!"

The messenger immediately shook his head and said, as he spoke, his eyes swept over Feng Haobei and the others at the same time.

Their tribe has no ability to stop those foreign terrans with sharp means, and the only thing that the Xu clan can compete with those guys is these few people in front of them.

However, there are eight Alien Terrans who follow the Li clan outside, and each of them is not a simple role, but with the three people in front of them, it seems that they are a little out of reach.

"Oh, someone will send a pillow when I'm really sleepy!"

Han Daxiong flipped the heavy sword in his hand, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The relationship between them and the disciples of the sect has reached the point of endless death, if it weren't for Tang Ming's admonition, Han Daxiong would not have been able to endure until now.

Han Daxiong took the lead, picked up the heavy sword and swept towards the outside of the cave, followed by Feng Haobei, and even Tianzong and Tianxing followed.

A majestic purple mang instantly tore apart the simple barrier set up on the periphery of the Xu tribe, and several clansmen were caught off guard by this purple mang.

"Haha, let your patriarch get out of here, otherwise Hugh blames Grandpa for being ruthless under the halberd!"

Dressed in beast robes, Lei Pokong stood in the middle of countless Xu warriors with a halberd in his hand, ignoring the wooden spears erected around him.

The number of young and strong people of the Xu clan is very impressive, but it is absolutely impossible to withstand the wanton killing of these eight sect disciples.

None of the surrounding Xu warriors holding wooden spears took a step back, but in the same way, when facing these foreign powerhouses, no one dared to step forward easily.

"Hey, you want to be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

Lei Pokong sneered, and then his body swept forward violently, and the halberd struck towards the cave not far away with an unrivaled momentum like a dragon out of a cave.

They had conquered many tribes, and of course they knew that for their ancestors in the snowfield, a place to shelter from the wind and snow was their true foundation.

Zimang turned into a giant python, and the bare fangs exuded a chill under the reflection of the snow light, and seeing that the giant python was about to crash into the cave, the hearts of all the Xu tribe were suddenly raised.

Without a shelter, the ancestors are equivalent to wandering ghosts who have lost their home, and the status of this humble cave in the hearts of the ancestors is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Thundered!!

A loud noise came from the mouth of the cave, and the hearts of all the ancestors of the Xu tribe were torn apart at this moment.

A hint of doubt appeared on Lei Pokong's rough cheeks, and he could clearly perceive that his blow did not seem to have any effect on the prosaic cave.

And Yuan Zimo, who was standing behind Lei Pokong, narrowed his eyes slightly, but he took a small step back without missing a trace.

On this snowfield, the people who can resist the thunder breaking the air and the blow with their hands know that it is Tang Ming and a few people with their butts.

Now that he has recovered a lot, although his cultivation has recovered a lot, after all, Tang Ming's performance in the Psychic Valley is too frightened, and in his state of mind, he has unconsciously left a gap.

The golden light burst out, and the fierce purple light finally dissipated into nothing under the flickering of the golden light.