Chapter Seventy-Three: The Ancient Eight Clans.

"Little friends, please drink tea"

The absurdity knew that the old man in front of him was extremely terrifying, and if he shot at himself, it would be as simple as pinching an ant to death. This is the strongest martial artist that the desolate supreme has encountered so far, not in terms of spiritual power, but because he feels that the old man has a trace of connection with this piece of heaven.

"Good tea!"

After drinking it all, I felt that my consciousness was clearer. However, there is no change in spiritual power. This is also normal, after all, the desolate supreme can now cross the two realms, and the combat power is unparalleled in the flesh!

Xing Tian looked at the young man in front of him and was a little surprised, his divine sense could not fully sense the other party's body. There is always an invisible barrier to protect the soul of the young man, but Xingtian was overjoyed when he saw the Yuan Shen in the Desolate Supreme Yuan Mansion!

"Sure enough, it's an extraordinary person!"

Ordinary martial artists cannot be molded into the primordial god without entering the immortals, but the junior level of the martial god of the desolate is a primordial god with a solid one, and Xingtian feels a breath that he has never seen before.

"Are you curious about me?"

Xing Tian took the tattered palm leaf fan on the side and slowly incited.

Without waiting for the desolation to return, Xingtian continued to speak, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

"Did you know that the Hidden Dragon Continent was once called the Demigod Realm. ”

This sentence shocked the desolate supreme a lot, and now in this era when it is difficult to be immortal, he actually heard such a powerful legend, but it is not like a joke for the desolate to look at the punishment sky.

"The eight major clans of the ancient human race: the Zhao family, the Buddhism family, the Yin and Yang sect, the Confucian family, the Xiao family, the Shantai family, the Du family, and the Dugu family. At that time, the immortal world had to keep its own and pay tribute and pilgrimage, which can be described as a prosperous era! This does not include the Warcraft clan!"

Huang Wusupreme didn't speak, took out a jar of elf wine, and poured a bowl for Xingtian.

"Hehe, I haven't drunk the elf wine for a while. ”

Xingtian held the wine bowl and fell into memory.

In ancient times, the sages were in charge of the Hidden Dragon Star, commanding all the heavens and all the worlds except the divine realm. It's a pity that a change struck and the Hidden Dragon Star was shattered, and the current Hidden Dragon Continent was only less than one ten-thousandth of the original, and the rest turned into ashes.

"The Demon Race is the enemy of all races! The sages of the Eight Clans joined forces to set up a great array to deceive the heavens, leaving behind the inheritance to face the Nine Emperors of the Demon Race! That station directly penetrated the Nine Heavens, and sank hundreds of millions of Styx. Now the heroic soul of the ancestors is still suppressing the Demon Emperor! Unfortunately, the Demon Race is really too strong, and the soul of the Demon Emperor will not be extinguished for hundreds of millions of years. ”

"Oh, where are the Demon Emperors?"

Abaya asked.

"Hundreds of millions of starry sky Hongmeng, but the most terrifying thing now is the demon lord of one of the Nine Emperors. At the beginning, the Eight Sages fought against the Nine Emperors, and the Demon Lord quietly escaped to the last fragment of the Hidden Dragon Star. Fortunately, the Kun Emperor of the Eight Demon Beast clan broke through, and finally burned the soul fire to suppress it. ”

"So it's him?"

Desolate thought of the Demon Lord in the secret land of the Endless Sea!

"What? Do you know at this point?"

Xingtian is a little surprised, these are ancient secrets!

The absurdity is truthful, after all, the demon lord is the enemy of the human race.

"There is such a thing!"

The punishment was shocked.

"Three years? Do you know what I'm calling these little ones for?"

"Something to do with the Eight Clans?"

Aragator guessed some.

"The Eight Clans have left the last place of hope, and these people are the people of the bloodline. However, it is a pity that the Mu family was wiped out, and only one person remained. ”

The Mu family was wiped out by a force twenty years ago, and Mu Lianying, who was in the imperial city at the time, was also an old woman on the edge of the purple clothes of Shantai. At that time, it caused a sensation in the cultivation world, and the Mu family's upper-class strength was not much worse than that of the royal family. And in the next five years, the Dugu family Dugu defeated Tiantian and died in Sendai, some people think that this is also the shot of that mysterious force, after all, Dugu Defeat's talent is unlikely to fail.

All of this is like an invisible hand attacking the Eight Clans, and as expected, it has something to do with the Demon Clan!

"And how do you open the Land of Hope?"

Since the Mu family can't participate, this last hope is shattered.

"No, no, no"

Xing Tian smiled:

"You are a variable! Outside the bloodline of the Eight Clans, as long as there is a person with a strong enough bloodline to participate, you can replace the Mu family. ”

Xingtian could see at a glance that the desolate supreme body was extraordinary, and it was the bloodline of the divine dragon! All this was arranged as if it were a coincidence, which made Xingtian unable to see through.

Huang Wusupreme nodded, his own divine dragon bloodline and the god emperor primordial god are not strong enough talents, even if everyone in the world is mediocre.

"Then senior, you are also a member of the Eight Clans?"

Huang Wushang is more curious about Xingtian's identity, this person is really too strong. Desolate Wu supreme guessed that Long Zhan would have to be a younger brother when he came over, and the barbarian immortals were afraid that they would not be able to.

"Hehe, I'm not from the Eight Clans. My name is Xingtian!"

After speaking, an indescribable momentum on Xingtian's body rose to the sky. The absurdity felt that he was not facing one person, but hundreds of millions of troops!

Xingtian is an ancient god of war, who leads the eight clans, but by chance, he fused a trace of star core field to control the hidden dragon star. However, when the demons invaded, the planet was penetrated. The star core was damaged, and his own cultivation was destroyed when he touched it. The only ability is the power of the Heavenly Dao that controls this continent, but the Eight Clans' Heavenly Deception Great Array at that time also restrained his Heavenly Dao power, making it imperfect.

Open the "Land of Hope", this world will change greatly, and immortals can become gods. However, the Hidden Dragon Continent will also be exposed to the starry sky, and everything depends on the will of heaven. ”

After Xingtian finished speaking, he closed his eyes and recuperated, and bowed and retired.

"It's a big head!"

Desolate Wusupreme feels that even if the strength of the God Emperor recovers and can fight the heyday of the Demon Lord, there are still eight of the same bulls outside Hongmeng, and it is said that there may not be the existence of the heavens!

The Demon Emperor and the God Emperor are at the same level, and the same is true for the Sages, and the Heavens should be one level beyond the God Emperor!

When I returned to the restaurant, I saw a slender back in a long purple dress sitting in the room. Shuang'er obediently beat her legs, a pair of long legs and mutton fat-like white and smooth skin is really a masterpiece of heaven. Isn't this person his cheap sister?

"The stinky boy hasn't seen him for a few days and accepted the little brother and maid, but it's a good life. ”

Huang Wushang didn't have any hatred in the face of purple clothes, after all, the dominant person back then was Yutai Feilong and a few others.

"Sister Ziyi, don't be kidding, I'm just handy haha... ”

"Are you going into that place?"

Huang Wusupreme knows that the talent of the purple clothes of the Lantai is good, and this trip should be the representative of the Shantai clan.

"You know?"

Yutai Ziyi was a little surprised, he only told him about the Eight Clans before the ancestor left.

"Hey, hey, guess!"

Arakuto has the heart to tease this cheap sister.

"Look for a fight, stinky boy!"

The purple clothes of the Tai Dynasty then surged with spiritual power, it was actually the early stage of the Martial God! Huang Wusupreme remembered that this girl was not as good as the Battle of the Tai Dynasty, and it seemed that the Eight Clans had made enough preparations.

"I can't fight, I can't fight, I dodge, I dodge, I block!"

Although the desolate supreme is now also in the realm of the early stage of the martial gods, the immortals have killed two...