Chapter 208: Ancient Remnants
When Yang Xian set foot on the land again, he was already in the mountains north of the Divine Capital.
Yang Xian's face was as usual, but the old man of the Protoss named Aya was pale, his muscles were exposed, and his entire pupils were about to fall out.
He knelt on the ground, curled up, and supported himself on the ground with one hand, barely supporting him from falling, but his mouth was spitting out a large mouthful of white gas.
"Unlike the Zhou people, the Protoss was born with seven senses. In other words, the Protoss is inherently stronger than the Zhou people. If you are successful in cultivation, you can open the eighth consciousness. This eighth consciousness contains the ability that you can use now, spatial displacement. ”
Yang Xian looked at the old man Aya who had fallen down from the protoss with great interest, and sat on a big stone as if admiring a work of art, observing it carefully.
"It just looks like you're not relaxed, huh?"
The old man in front of him was not only not easy, he simply lost half his life. Aya looked up, and there was no expression on her face, which had been wrinkled by the overuse of the Lingqi.
"Mortals are turbid, and it is naturally not easy to bring them."
Aya tried to stand up, but her legs slipped and she fell to the ground. By the time he finally got up, Yang Xian was already far away.
"Where are you going?"
"This place is too close to the Shendu, Huan Wu's people will find it soon, so let's go a little farther!"
Aya followed Yang Xian and walked with him for a long time. It wasn't until the moon rose in mid-sky that he stopped.
Aya had regained her spirit, and her entire body did not feel the same decline as it had been hours ago.
The flames arose, separated between Yang Xian and Aya. Looking at the young man's usual expression, even Aya didn't feel a trace of admiration in his heart.
"You are the most sober hostage I have ever seen. It's just that I understand, why don't you run away when I'm at my weakest? ”
Yang Xian immediately sat down, stretched out his hands, felt the temperature of the flames, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.
"Hostages? Do you think so? ”
The young man in front of him has a very low cultivation, but what's the deal with that sense of oppression? Aya suppressed this sense of absurdity in her heart and asked, "Little Brother Wang Ren, I don't want to embarrass you. What our clan wants to know is, is the Xuanzhu in Huanwu's hands? ”
"If you ask me this question, it means that you know you can get an answer from me. You've been reminded. Who is it? Su Ying? ”
Aya was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting such a reaction from the young man in front of him, and immediately nodded.
"That's right! I made a deal with the Nine-Tailed Fox. She told me she could get answers from you. ”
"This fox!"
Su Ying's move is tantamount to making trouble for Yang Xian, she has a good grasp of the scale, which can not only express the resentment in her heart, but also not cause too much chaos.
"The one in Huan Wu's hand is a fake, and the Xuanqi bead has also returned to Shu. Presumably, the ninth great array has been completely arranged now. ”
There has always been this kind of speculation within the Protoss, but because Yang Chun was going to enter Beijing, their vision was disturbed. But the Protoss are not fools after all, they are confused for a while, but they will not be fooled for a lifetime.
Even so, when Aya heard the news from Yang Xian's mouth, he couldn't help but look horrified. But even if he calmed down, he leaned over slightly.
"We Protoss don't have much ambition, this world is big enough, not just Da Zhou. If we can, our clan is willing to make friends with Shu. I am willing to go to Yizhou in person to meet the prime minister of your country to show my friendship. Even, you can help your country share the pressure from the Great Liang, and even reach an offensive and defensive alliance. ”
"You seem to be using these words to persuade the Demon Emperor, right?"
Yang Xian's laughter was still in his ears, but Aya had a serious face.
"In this battle between heaven and man, our clan is not without the strength to fight........"
"It's just that unlike our Zhou people, the number of your clansmen is too scarce to withstand consumption."
Ayeben is Gu Bo was not shocked, and his face showed great depression. The situation of the Protoss, even the Demon Clan, is not clear, why it was broken by this young man.
"At the beginning, the Jedi Tiantong was divided into two parts. The Protoss forcibly drew the astral boundary and broke through the sky. However, after 10,000 years of consumption, today's Star Boundary has long been scarce in resources and the land is barren. You have a lot of alchemy that we don't have, but you don't have the resources to match it. So, you want to come back to the world in order to wait for the right time, right? ”
Fine sweat flowed from the back of Aya's neck, and looking at the young man in front of him, there was an irrepressible killing intent in his calm eyes.
"The Protoss has cultivated to the eighth consciousness, and it can already rival the great grandmaster. And in the ninth consciousness that only the God Emperor can master, there is a memory of all the gods from ancient times to the present, which is also called the ultimate wisdom by you. This consciousness has tremendous power, and it is so powerful that it is coveted. ”
"You.. You..."
Yang Xian smiled and picked up the branches in the fire, making the fire burn a little stronger.
"It's just, do you think that if I can know, the heads of the eight top sects don't know? If you have the ability, you will have ambition. And you are obviously not qualified. You want to hide your weakness, but you don't know that you are just the object of mermaid's flesh, you know? ”
As soon as Yang Xian's words fell, a huge cyan translucent warrior figure appeared behind him. The fist swung over, and Aya raised her hand to resist, and her body was knocked back more than a dozen paces, and it was imprinted on the trunk of the tree before stopping.
"It's the taste of green ghosts. You've turned his demon soul into a wrestler! ”
The wrestlers behind Yang Xian were majestic, dressed in armor, and he couldn't see the shadow of the green ghost and demon at all. But Aya is a god, and he has smelled the smell of green ghosts and demons. Although it is already very faint, it is almost gone. But he was sure that this was the demon spirit of the green ghost.
Yang Xian sat in place, motionless, looking at Aya who was nailed to the trunk of the tree.
"It seems that the refining is not yet at home! You've peeped through your feet. ”
This green ghost has already reached the realm of Jumang, but now after refining, the strength on his body is actually several times stronger.
"Is this the power of creation?" Aya looked at the wrestler, and then at the young man behind the fire, "It turns out that the refiner of Shu Kingdom with the power of creation is you, but who are you?" ”
"Yang Xian!"
When these two words blurted out, Aya's entire body trembled. His body was glowing with blue light, and his facial features were filled with this light, which looked very weird.
"Prime Minister!"
I don't know how long it took for Aya to speak again.
But this voice clearly spit out from Aya's mouth, but it was extremely vicissitudes, as if it had traveled from ancient time and space.
"The God Emperor?"
Yang Xian stood up, a smile on the corner of his mouth.