The four heavenly clans, except for the ancient and Chinese clans among the human races. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There's also a half-demon clan in it... And in the end, it was the most mysterious race left.

One, a race that is rumored by the Three Realms not to belong to this heaven and earth!

No one knew what kind of existence this race really existed, let alone the people of the Three Realms, even the other three races who were also members of the Four Great Heavenly Clans, did not know either.

This family has almost never been born.

Even when the contract was signed, a young man wearing a white mask only appeared once, and after that, there was no news.

In addition, it is indeed low-key, and it does not participate in the messy things of the Three Realms, but no force will deliberately win over or exclud.

Similarly, for the opening of the entrance to Buzhou Mountain, this family... As usual, there is no movement, and the people inside are still the same as usual.

What you have to do is what you do.

The Mystic Clan, a land of continuous cities, or to be precise, a continuous snow city.

This is where the mysterious race is located, a total of thirteen cities, the outermost nine, of which there are three, and the most central place, another one.

However, this piece of heaven is extremely strange, between heaven and earth, there is snow, and it is eternal.

Whether it is a castle, or the creatures or plants in this city, it is covered with a layer of snow.

If a person stands on a high place, he looks at it at a glance, it is quiet and serene, and he only has the meaning of tranquility in his heart.

And the people who live in these thirteen cities are all bustling at this time, bustling and bustling, large and small, with cars and horses, with vendors, rich and poor.

If you just look at it like this, the scene in this city is basically the same as that of the ordinary human race of the Three Realms.

Or rather... It's more like an ordinary person, so ordinary that it's scary.

Usually, but for some reason, there have always been rumors in the outside world that this clan is a guest from outside the world, and no one in this clan has ever come out to avoid the rumors, and they don't care at all.

The center of the thirteen cities, this place, without a doubt, is also the place where the most important people of this clan are located.

Here, there is a spire that towers to the sky, and behind the tower, there is a thick snow cover.

Now... At the top of this spire, there is a young man with white eyebrows and black hair, with knife-like facial features, his face is full of coldness, dressed in blue and black brocade, sitting cross-legged on the top of this tower, the wind and snow, fluttering and sprinkling on his body, falling on the black hair fluttering in the wind.

At this time, this young man, who was originally cross-legged and closed-eyed, slowly opened his eyes...

A pair of narrow single phoenix eyes, which have the meaning of vicissitudes that do not match the seemingly appearance, slowly raised their heads, looking at the sky, the snow, one after another.

"Finally... It's time to get started. ”

In the eyes of this young man, a touch of war spirit began to slowly ignite.

As if this day... He's been waiting for a long, long time!

"This hypocritical heaven is finally... I'm going to be stabbed!"

The young man slowly stood up, and as he stood up, with him as the center, an invisible wave spread away in an instant, and wherever this invisible qi passed... Everything, whether it's houses, or trees, or people walking on both sides of the street.

At this moment, everything was frozen, and even the wind was also still.

Slowly turned into flying ashes, and everything disappeared at this moment.

Everything that exists here... This so-called Thirteen Cities, this so-called mysterious clan, in fact, is just an illusion created by him to confuse the Three Realms!

He is the only one in the so-called clan!

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The mountain is high, 99,990 zhang, the wind is severe, walking alone in this Buzhou Mountain, this mountain, as if there is a natural prohibition place, people who enter, can not control the sky.

The wind is strict, and only by relying on the strength of his feet, he walks up from the bottom of this mountain little by little.

For this, Yan Feng is not in a hurry, since he goes, then he goes...

Looking at these towering trees in his eyes, Yan Feng tried his best to recall some things from these things.

In the half-demon clan before, the words of the spirit and him still echoed clearly in the ears...

In the previous life, I obviously knew something, maybe this, I knew a lot... And these are more about chaos.

This mountain, the path to chaos...

In the previous life, the peak of his golden immortal was invincible in the Three Realms, and if he took another step forward, he could break through the Holy Realm and reach the realm of transcending the power of the Three Realms.

That is... You can step out of the Three Realms and enter Chaos.

Yan Feng vaguely remembers that beyond the North Tianhe Galaxy... There is also the Tianhe who suddenly appeared, a giant with stars in his eyes.

And at this time, the Heavenly Realm Immortals, Buddhas, and Gods did everything they could to join forces to strangle themselves.

In other words, they are afraid that they will break through the Holy Realm... However, in the previous life, he was not a person who killed indiscriminately, and it stands to reason that his cultivation is stronger and more stable for the safety of the Three Realms.

Why did the Heavenly Immortals, Gods and Buddhas make this decision... Or rather, they are just afraid that they will become a holy realm, that they will surpass the power of the Three Realms, that they are afraid of themselves... Get in touch with Chaos!

Afraid of all this...

What the hell is this... Why!

Strangling himself back then, was it the idea of the unification of the immortals, gods and Buddhas in the heavenly realm, or... It's just the meaning of those who are exalted.

And why... These people don't know themselves now, and their memories have been erased by life.

And the man, the man who has been hiding behind himself, these days, it seems to have disappeared without a trace.

One mystery after another, entangled in Yan Feng's heart, he couldn't figure it out, Yan Feng at this time couldn't figure it out at all, and he couldn't figure it all out.

Yan Feng raised his head slightly, Yan Feng looked at the top of the Buzhou Mountain that had not entered the clouds and could not see the end clearly, and there was a determined look in his eyes... At the same time, there is a look of anticipation.

In the dark, fate seemed to guide him, asking him to pull out the sword and find... Be yourself!

About 10,000 feet above, there is no grass or trees anymore, and they are all covered by boundless frost.

Yan Feng's figure, through the mountains and forests, appeared alone in this frosty and snowy mountain, and every step down, there will be footprints on the ground.

And the distance to the top of the mountain, at this moment, is getting closer and closer!

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The ancient clan, in the previous almost destroyed underground palace, is on the first layer at this moment.

Gu Ye, Gu Yan, the two of them stood in front of the hundreds of saints in this deep cave, and there was a fiery meaning in their eyes.

And in the heart of this group of saints, there is a masked man, Puppet.

Above the mask, under the dim light of this dungeon, there was a sense of tranquility.

And behind this ancient industry, there are hundreds of people of the ancient clan in strong clothes... These people are all elite beings in the ancient clan.

Puppet music is to merge their souls into these saints!

(To be continued.) )