Even Lei Xiaoxiao himself thinks so, in the entire Five Thunder Sect, he has the highest talent and the highest status, if he can't become the sect master of the Five Thunder Sect in the future, it will be intolerable.

The current situation made Lei Xiaoxiao regret knowing Xiaoyao Changsheng a little, and gave him a sense of guilt for luring the wolf into the house, this kind of guilt was not brought to others, but to himself.

Duan Shuiliu took over and said, "If this is really the case, this young master, I'm afraid it's really over." ”

"Xiaoyaolang, I want to see if what you say is true or false. ”

Lei Xiaoxiao's finger swept around his waist, and a ghostly light flashed out.

In the next moment, in Lei Xiaoxiao's hand, a long sword blooming with colorful streamers had already appeared.

Lei Xiaoxiao laughed loudly, his arm shook, and above the long sword, five kinds of flames converged in a mysterious way, forming a five-colored river in front of him.

"A thought gives birth to thunder, and thunder moves as you like!"

The mind of the free immortal suddenly changed, and the thunder and lightning were dragged towards the five-colored sea of fire that had not yet taken shape in the thunderous sky.

Phew!

The ubiquitous thunder and lightning caused the five-colored river to surge suddenly, and the five-colored flames suddenly reversed, instantly submerging the figure of Lei Xiaoxiao.

Sneer......

Circles of flame barriers, like papier-mâché lanterns, were penetrated by the smart thunder and lightning factors, and thunder Xiaoxiao's robe suddenly burst into flames, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into ashes, revealing his smooth body.

"Xiaoyaolang, you bastard......"

Lei Xiaoxiao scolded loudly, and hurriedly sacrificed an energy light curtain, enveloping his body.

"Young Master, have you woken up?"

After punishing Lei Xiaoxiao a little, Xiaoyao Changsheng did not make any further moves, but took a slight step in the air, looking at Lei Xiaoxiao with a smile.

"Bastard thing, what kind of drunkenness, don't go back and raise the corpse. The voice of the old monster of Lei Ling sounded in Lei Xiaoxiao's ears like a thunderbolt.

Lei Xiaoxiao was stunned suddenly, as if he had been hit with a stick, and was suddenly woken up, turned his head, looked at the space where only an afterimage was left, and fell to the ground with a pop, and fell asleep.

Lei Xiaoxiao, who was desperate, at the last moment, could only put away his poor self-esteem and pretend to be a dead dog.

"Shameful things, you can't drink and pour so much horse urine, go back and think about it for me!"

Elder Tai scolded as he walked over and carried Lei Xiaoxiao's body into the mushroom wooden house.

One by one, the cultivators slowly dispersed with palpitations, although it was a farce, but it almost caused them to suffer from the pond fish.

A Lonely Place.

Lightless seas.

There is a place where a lifeless island is suspended, and on the entire island, there is not a single grass growing, and there is not a single breath of life in sight.

The unique geographical environment makes it impossible for the sun's rays to shine in, only dark air currents, distorted and distorted over the entire island.

Sou!

A gray streamer streaked across the void and landed on the island, transforming into the figure of a scrawny old man.

He is none other than the Void Fan Supreme of the Chiyou Clan.

After falling to the ground, the pupils of the Void Fan Supreme looked around vigilantly, then smiled, began to hold the sky with both hands, and let out a chant-like chant.

Wisps of strange sound waves spread out like ripples, and above the void, fine spatial gaps burst out.

Hula!

That space suddenly became as smooth and bright as a mirror, and began to radiate dark lights.

Click!

A burst of sound like glass breaking came out from the mirror, and dense cracks slowly appeared in the surrounding space.

The sky groaned heavily, as if overwhelmed, and in the depths of the mirror, there seemed to be a deep and long passage, which was being opened up by a force.

I don't know how long it took, but as the spatial crack expanded bigger and bigger, a deep and dark corridor finally extended out in the middle of the mirror.

From the corridor, an ancient, mysterious, and decaying strange aura permeated, and then a light appeared, a dark red light.

Seeing the light that appeared, the eyes of the Void Fan Supreme lit up, and he stared at the red light surging with anticipation.

Call!

From the corridor, a strange and huge head stretched out, and then his body, a figure of 100 meters long, pressed the entire corridor to a sizzling sound, and slowly emerged from the dark exit of the corridor.

Immediately after, behemoth-like creatures emerged from the spatial corridor.

"Mr. Abto, I have finally come to look forward to you. ”

After seeing the giant figure turn into a human form, the Void Fan Supreme hurriedly stepped forward and made a respectful salute to Bruson.

The old man who transformed into a human form, with a green face and fangs, in the pupils of his eyes, was bubbling with the blue light of the forest, shooting towards the Void Fan Supreme like a knife.

Around his neck, there was a collar made of energy element cores, and on his arms, he carried a bracelet made of spars, and in his hand he held was the main bone of an unknown spirit beast, which looked chilling.

"Erhan, you're not dead yet, are you?"

When Abuto saw the Void Fan Supreme, he couldn't help but let out a screaming sound.

It turned out that the name of the Void Van Supreme was called Chierhan.

"Hey, hey......" The Void Fan Supreme squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, "Didn't you old guy die too, how could I die in front of you?"

Abuto looked around, let out a long breath and said, "Unexpectedly, it was your Chiyou clan who took the lead in opening the spatial passage to the mortal realm, and finally let our Kunpeng clan in the Cangyan realm also set foot in the spiritual realm of the mortal realm. ”

In the water is Kun, and the sky is Peng, it turns out that they are from a Kunpeng clan called Cangyan Realm in the auxiliary world.

The Void Fan Supreme shook his head and said, "Let me tell you the truth, the person who really opened the spatial passage is not our Chiyou clan, nor is it the twelve ancient clans, but just a kid from the mortal realm. ”

"Mortal boy, what's your name?"

Abutto laughed.

"His name is Xiaoyaolang, but he is a guy who lives longer than a cat and is more cunning than a fox, and neither I nor the Void Spirit Emperor have taken advantage of him. ”

Speaking of Xiaoyaolang's name, the eyes of the Xufan Supreme Sect actually flashed with horror, after all, the hardships that Nuwa Lingshi had endured left a lingering shadow on him.

"Xiaoyaolang, interesting, this kid, I really want to meet him. After tens of thousands of years, we finally saw the scene of the mortal world again. ”

Abuto's aggressive pupils released a breathtaking light.

Back then, their ancestors had followed the Chiyou clan to dominate the mortal realm, and there was still a place for them in the central world of the Shenzhou Continent.

"Although the era of the Twelve Ancient Clans is over, a new era for our Chiyou Clan is coming, so we can still fulfill the contract between the ancestors of the past and share the fruits of victory in the mortal realm. ”

Speaking of the glory of the ancestors back then, the face of the Supreme Void Fan showed a high-spirited light.

Abuto's eyes rolled a few times, and he said, "Tens of thousands of years have passed, is it possible that the mortal realm is still ruled in the hands of the human race?"

The Void Fan Supreme nodded and said, "Yes, the seemingly weak human race actually has such a strong vitality, squeezing other races into low-level lifeforms. ”

Abuto snorted coldly and said, "The humble and hateful human race is just relying on the strength of the people, if it weren't for the twelve primeval clans consuming each other's strength, where would it be their turn to become the masters of the mortal realm." ”

The Xufan Supreme sighed with emotion: "Back then, the human race was famous for thousands of races, but now, they have reached the scale of ten thousand races, and the number of ants and locusts feels numb when you think about it. ”

Abuto waved his hand disdainfully, and above his fingers, a sharp cold light flashed, and said: "Tens of thousands of years ago, they were our food, and tens of thousands of years later, they are still our food." ”

In the Kunpeng clan, Abuto is also a figure with a head and a face, and he was directly sent to assist the Chiyou tribe, which shows how much attention the Kunpeng clan attaches to the conquest of the mortal world.

The vigorous war in ancient times caused many Heaven and Earth Supremes to fall in the long river of history, and became the eternal shame and mark of the twelve ancient clans.

It can be said that the 12 Taigu tribes hate the human race the most, and in the heyday of the 12 Taigu clans, the human race is just their slaves, they choose to endure, obey, and compromise, and live a life like cattle and horses under the rule of the 12 Taigu clans.

The twelve primeval clans, led by the descendants of the three ancestors, launched a competition for the energy resources of the territory where the descendants of the four emperors and the five emperors were located, wanting to become the three-legged overlord of the mortal realm.

The descendants of the four emperors and five emperors, who are also ancient tribes, can not accept the rule of the descendants of the three ancestors, and the endless war for many years has begun.

Tens of thousands of cultivators, thousands of strong people, and hundreds of powerful people all fell in one war after another, and the strength of the twelve primeval clans was not as weak as it was year by year.

The descendants of the three ancestors paid the price for their conquest, and the descendants of the four emperors and five emperors paid the price for their rebellion, and by the time they saw the form clearly, the power of the twelve ancient clans had become the sunset of the West Mountain.

In the long-term conquest and fighting, the Terrans have always been silent, submissive, living an inhuman life, doing inhuman work, but they have rarely persevered, and gradually grew stronger in secret.

At this time, no one could have imagined that it was the timid human race that rose up, and their strong men sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and launched a tragic extermination battle against the twelve primeval clans.