This line of people.

There are men and women.

All of them are physical, they look like they are in their twenties, without exception, except for the cultivation of the Nine Realms of the Reverse Path, even the cultivation points are the same, and all of them have opened two thousand nine hundred.

And they are not young-looking, old-fashioned old-fashioned people.

Indeed, like the well-cultivated descendants of the ten major races, they belong to the younger generation of the world.

Even the young man with gray temples is the same, the reason why his gray hair appears is because of the clan behind him, the bloodline.

This group.

Clearly not from any of the top ten races.

But whether it is cultivation.

Or talent.

All are higher than any other.

There is hope that they can open all the cultivation points before reaching the gods.

If it is for the people of the ten races to see.

You have to break out in a cold sweat.

But among the eight.

The strongest person is only the woman in the black dress in front.

It's hard to imagine.

The cultivation of a descendant of the current generation can't even see through the ordinary gods.

The woman who was called Xianya by everyone.

Step by step, walking in the front, the cold face, there was no trace of difficulty, compared to the few people below who were already tired and panting, there was not a drop of sweat, and there was no flow.

10,000 stairs.

It's a full 5,000.

Footsteps.

It finally slowed down a bit.

"Sister Xianya, it's so strong......"

Whether it was the young man with white temples or all the rest of the people, looking at the woman in the black dress in front of them, they all sat there for a while, stunned, and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"It's too strong, Sister Xianya, it is worthy of being the strongest person in the clan who has devoted all his efforts and cultivated in this life, it seems that no matter what freak geniuses come out of the ten major races, they can't compare to Sister Xianya. ”

This gang of people.

Cultivation, extremely talented, silent for thousands of years, has been deeply hidden by powerful races, has not been born, this time they are holding their breath, to let the people carefully cultivated by the ten major races see, what is the real Tianjiao.

Even the gods are proud of the sky.

They were born this time, and they didn't pay attention to it.

Except for the woman in the black dress in front of her, her temperament is like a rose bathed in darkness, elegant and noble, even if it is them, they can't imagine that there is any other man in this world who can match such a peerless queen.

"It is said that this Heavenly Clan step, when the god reaches eight thousand, he will be embarrassed, and he will be a little unbearable, but I didn't expect Sister Xianya to come to an end, and there is still a drop of sweat, and there is no flow. ”

Between words.

The young man, with his temples white, stood up again and continued to walk upward.

The rest.

I also rested enough, and followed one by one.

This time, they came to the Heavenly Clan, all with the instructions of the ancient ancestors of the clan, to get back the things left in the Heavenly Clan, and the descendants of the past few generations have not succeeded.

This time they were born.

The young generation of the Celestial Clan, there should be no one who can stop them.

"Let's go, don't keep it, maybe the ancient ancestor of the Heavenly Clan is secretly watching us at this moment, don't let him look down on us!"

The young man with white temples.

Just finished saying this.

His face changed suddenly, and the momentum on his body actually increased again, not only him, but the rest of the people also doubled.

This group of young people of unknown origin.

All of them still have hidden strength before.

In a flash.

I've already gone up the 5,000 steps.

But.

Compared with the woman in the black dress in front of her, it is still much worse, because the woman in the black dress has not used a trace of mana in her body from beginning to end.

But the next moment.

"Brother Demon Martyrdom, the one of the Heavenly Clan, has he really defeated all of our Ancient Ancestors by himself?"

A cold word.

But it suddenly made the footsteps of several people stop for a moment.

The one who speaks.

Among these people, the youngest boy is wearing a blue robe, but he has already slightly revealed a trace of contemporary arrogance.

None of them answered.

Silently, he continued to walk upward.

It seems to have stabbed the pain.

The blue-robed boy was also interested in no longer asking, but because of the boy's words, the faces of several people sank slightly, feeling both angry and a little helpless.

It seems that the words of a boy.

It's true.

The eight ancient ancestors, all of whom have the ability to turn the forbidden land of the Ten Thousand Realms upside down, but with the strength of eight people, they are not the opponent of the Heavenly Clan.

They were a group of eight people.

It seems to be from the same family.

In fact, it is the Eight Tribes.

It's just that these eight tribes are very close to each other, and they can trace back to their origins, and they used to be one tribe, so they don't distinguish each other at all.

But it has always been.

There is an unspeakable shame.

The Ancient Ancestor of the Eight Clans is not the opponent of the Heavenly Clan alone.

That war.

No one knows.

I only know that the ancient ancestors of their eight clans, whenever someone asks about this matter, they don't talk about it, and over time, their eight clansmen all acquiesce to the fact that the ancient ancestor was defeated by one person.

That's when it happened.

Yoyo between.

At the top of the 10,000-story stairs, an incomparably cold voice suddenly came, like the wind, floating in the ears of several people.

"But in this life, we, the Eight Clans, not only have to take back what was left in the Heavenly Clan, but also return all the shame and the original number, this is not only the expectation of the ancient ancestors, you should also be aware. ”

Flat voice.

I can't hear any emotion.

Several people looked up.

At the end of the 10,000 steps, there was already a woman in a black dress, with her hands behind her back and looking at them coldly.

And behind the woman in the black dress.

In front of the towering stone statue, at this moment, there is also a white robe, carrying his hands behind his back.

The two faced each other.

The woman in the black dress had already noticed it.

It's just that because the clothes worn by the Celestial Clan are also wearing such ancient clothes, they only regard the white clothes as a certain member of the Celestial Clan.

"Let's hurry up, don't let Sister Xianya, go alone first. ”

Several people quickened their pace again.

But it was only after half a burnt incense that it finally came to an end.

Suddenly.

Several people also noticed Chu Lingxiao standing in front of him, the young man with white temples and a demon tribulation, panting, pointed with his finger and said:

"Look...... It seems that the Celestial Clan, knowing that we are coming today, have already sent people to wait for us here. ”

And at the same time.

The largest hanging island in the middle.

A middle-aged man from the Celestial Clan, but at this moment, he received a report from the clansman in front of him, and he hurriedly ran over.

"Oh no, no, something big has happened, I have to hurry up and ask the King of Heaven to come back and preside over the overall situation!"

The next moment.

I saw this middle-aged man who was still flat and drinking tea just now.

Suddenly, there was a smack.

It was like a fire burning his ass, and he stood up.

Even any of the ten major races did not look so nervous like at this moment, and between the slight tremors in his eyes, he said in a deep voice:

"What you said is true? The Eight Immortal Ancient Clan, the people sent by this life, have already arrived?"