The young and new undead are thriving.

In the gap between hell and earth, this ancient race is thriving, and now it is sitting on the main city of immortality, including the three major guard regiments, under the jurisdiction of nine satellite cities, and the hot scene of more than 100,000 clansmen.

Before today, whenever Changfeng Fuyi thought of this, there was often a sense of pride in his chest.

As the patriarch, he has paid all his efforts for this undead race living on the earth, which is his achievement, and he is convinced that the future of this undead race is bright, and it can gain a firm foothold on the earth step by step, and it is unique.

But now, at this moment, looking at the thin and thin old man on the sofa opposite, Changfeng Fuyi couldn't help frowning, and an indescribable chill appeared in his heart.

120,000 years ago......

At that time, the earth should still be in the era of famine, but who would have thought that this bad old man in front of him was already sunbathing......

It's incredible to think about.

Changfeng Fuyi's eyes flickered, he had the heart to doubt the truth of the old man's words, but reason was telling him that what the old man said was the absolute secret of the undead - the three big explosions were extremely crucial in the rise of the undead.

In the information collected by the Immortal City, the Holy Land of Pingjiang Lane has always been known for its small number of people and strong individual strength, which is also the reason why Changfeng Fuyi himself is so respectful to the old man.

But the strength is strong, and it can't be strong enough to live for at least 120,000 years, right?

Is the old man a Xuanwu?

In Changfeng Fuyi's cognition, not to mention human beings, even hellish creatures do not live so long, the undead are called immortal, in fact, the average lifespan is only about three thousand years.

The old man didn't seem to care about Changfeng's thoughts, and said: "What is the earth? In Lao Tzu's long cold eyes, the earth is a universal magnet in the vast universe, and anything can be adsorbed over, so let's talk about your immortal family." ”

The old man cocked Erlang's legs, "Activated the genes 120,000 years ago, evolved slowly, awakened the bloodline 9,700 years ago, and finally collected the sacred relics of the immortal city one hundred and 10 years ago, so that we truly mastered the mysteries of the undead, and the three big explosions gave birth to a new species......"

The old man's tone was quite mocking, and he slowly drank the tea and said, "Tsk, but, you undead have an egg relationship with the earth?"

Changfeng Fuyi took a deep breath and said, "What do you say about the old master?"

"How?" the old man asked rhetorically, "Didn't you come here to ask why our Qi boy was mad? Then I can tell you right now that this is the beginning of a great purge." ”

Changfeng Fuyi slowly clenched the fists on his knees, his eyes became cold, "The big purge, who cleans, who cleans?"

The old man's inexplicable words made Changfeng Fuyi's attitude cold, but just when the atmosphere was a little tense, the old man laughed again, waved his hand and said, "Don't be nervous, boy, everything will be done little by little, it's not your turn yet." ”

"Then I can also make a statement to the old master first, the undead love peace, but they will never accept anyone's threats, no matter who this person is or how powerful he is. Changfeng Fuyi's tone was indifferent.

The old man didn't speak, but lay back on the sofa, a pair of cloudy old eyes staring at the luxurious ceiling, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a hint of mockery.

Changfeng Fuyi continued, "As for the free country in the Immortal Bazaar...... It should be regarded as selling the old master's face in the immortal city, and it will be disposed of with the Pingjiang Lane, but this kind of thing is only once, and in the future, it is absolutely not allowed to fight in the immortal city, and I hope the old master understands this. ”

Changfeng Fu Yi said, stood up directly and strode away.

The Free Nation is a very top-notch organization, belonging to the first echelon under the Holy Land, but Changfeng Fuyi sold this collaborator after a little consideration, and the fundamental reason is that Pingjiang Lane is really a bit unfathomable.

But compromise is not fearful, but not worth it.

Changfeng Fuyi, who strode away, firmly believed that after his words, the old man would restrain Qi Xuance's behavior after destroying the Free Realm, because no one could ignore the backlash of the undead, even if it was one of the sacred places for humans.

Changfeng helped his wings and left, probably still with anger and dissatisfaction.

The old man was half lying on the sofa, the tea was already cold, the stretched tea leaves were lying at the bottom of the cup, and the half cup of tea was as calm as the lake, like the old man's wrinkled old face.

Long.

The curvature of the old man's mouth gradually expanded, and finally converged into a whisper, "This earth...... It's so polluted......"

......

The Immortal Bazaar, the Rose Auction House.

The Gothic-style auction hall was already tense at this time, but at the entrance of the tall hall, it was crowded with black onlookers.

Yelong looked at the little mouse who was showing off his might in mid-air with a wary face, and with a flip of his hands, a golden nine-section long whip suddenly appeared, and the long whip tail dragged on the ground, and it was still shaking spiritually.

"Mr. Qi, once you start to do it, things can't-" Yelong was looking at him angrily, but his voice stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, however, a look of confusion suddenly flashed on the pretty face of the leader of the Thorn Flower Guard.

Everyone didn't know what it meant, and looked at each other, but saw Yelong shaking his wrist violently, and the golden long whip whip tail pulled out a sharp whip flower, shattering a void.

"Thorn Flower Guard, let's go!"

After Ye Long hated to say an answer that made everyone at the door fall through their glasses, he just turned around, while more than fifty black-robed people followed behind him without saying a word, and in the blink of an eye, the people of the immortal city walked cleanly.

"This ......"

The witchers at the gate abruptly moved out of the way, they didn't understand what was happening, how could the undead city, which had always stood firm, let it go?

But soon, there were people who understood and came back to their senses.

Yelong's departure can only show one problem, that is, in the confrontation behind the scenes, the Immortal City made a compromise.

And once this idea is guessed, many demon hunters can't help but feel a little dark in their hearts.

The immortal city has always been bullish, but in front of our human holy land, don't you still have to honestly bow your head, your free country has been screaming, okay, now that the backer is gone, Lao Tzu will quietly watch you unlucky!

In this way, the demon hunters who were waiting to see the excitement were even more excited, and in stark contrast, the members of the Free Realm wearing rose masks on the auction table, their bodies were still strong, but at this time, it seemed that there was inevitably a sense of loneliness and desolation.

Ye Long's departure, Qi Xuance did not have any surprises, because he was communicating with his old man.

In fact, it is not called communication, because after the old man learned that the people of the immortal city had retreated, he only gave a shallow order.

"Bring the old boy in the golden robe, and kill the rest......"