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'Jialan?'s name, it's really weird... It's not like a general surname in the Divine Domain. Could it be that this is a name unique to mutants?'

Huang Xiaolong secretly speculated.

"Jialan, you've been living here for a long time?" Huang Xiaolong's heart moved, and he asked.

"I was born here and grew up here. Jia Lan smiled gently, but in the end, she satisfied Huang Xiaolong's curiosity. "But... I'm not a mutant. The father is not a mutant either. ”

"Huh, you're not a mutant, are you?"

But it soon calmed down... It's not a mutant, it's a Terran.

"Huang Xiaolong, there are many things that I can't answer for you, after you meet your father, he will tell you. Jialan took Huang Xiaolong and came to the city, in front of an ancient palace.

The palace is almost the tallest building in the city.

The whole body is made of granite masonry, and the style is simple.

There were no other buildings around this building, and in Huang Xiaolong's opinion, this palace building exuded an aura of mystery, an aura that people couldn't help but worship.

Suddenly, I saw the king of the wilderness, all kneeling on the ground, facing the palace, showing an extremely pious look, and there were words in his mouth.

This surprised Huang Xiaolong!

Nima, the King of the Wasteland, is the leader of the mutants! Why, kneel down against a building!

In this building, is there an existence that is more respected than the king of the wilderness?

In the live broadcast room, book friends also made remarks one after another-

"Looks like there's a super boss in the palace!"

"It's more powerful than the King of the Wilderness, I really don't know what kind of monster it is. ”

"Although I was just watching the live broadcast, this palace building really gave me a very shocking feeling, as if I was on a pilgrimage. ”

"Ugly brother, be careful. ”

......

"Huang Xiaolong, my father is inside, and he has a lot to tell you. Jialan made a gesture of please.

"Eh~~ Your father?" Huang Xiaolong choked for a moment, there were really too many secrets hidden in this mutant city, which made Huang Xiaolong's curiosity reach an extreme, he couldn't help but move his footsteps and walked towards the palace, "Desolate King, Jialan, don't you go in together?"

"Waiting for you... The teacher only... Just let you in alone. The Wild King grinned.

"Teacher?" Huang Xiaolong was even more confused...

Jialan's father is also the teacher of the Wild King?

It's too complicated too!

What and what!

"My father taught him some things, such as learning to speak the language of the Terrans. And some simple ways of thinking. Jialan explained.

"Oh~~ No wonder, most mutants don't speak the language of the human race, and the Desolate King speaks it well..."Huang Xiaolong realized this, and immediately strode into the palace.

In the palace, it was pitch black!

However, Huang Xiaolong felt that in the main hall, there seemed to be a mysterious and powerful power lurking. This kind of power is hidden but not revealed. But even so, it still made Huang Xiaolong feel a sense of horror. It seems that as long as this force erupts, it will inevitably be destroyed.

'This kind of power is more powerful than Teacher Kunpeng and King of the Wilderness, I don't know how many times. Huang Xiaolong secretly assessed.

"Hello, boy. In the darkness, a kind and kind, sounding like the voice of an old man, sounded softly.

This voice makes people feel so good that they can't help but want to get close to the person who made the sound.

"Hello. Huang Xiaolong couldn't help but use honorifics.

It is very strange that in such an environment, in the live broadcast room, more than 100 million book friends have remained quiet, and there is not even a single barrage message.

"Young man, please don't mind if we talk in this environment. The old man laughed. The prophecy was correct, and one day, a young man from the Terran race would come here across thousands of mountains and rivers. And this Terran boy can inherit the mantle of the wilderness... Hey~~ It finally happened. You're finally here. ”

"This... Prophecy, what prophecy?" Huang Xiaolong was dumbfounded.

"You have the right to know all this. Still, let's take it slowly. The old man said slowly.

"The younger generation listened. Huang Xiaolong's attitude was humble.

"Let's start with mutants, let's start with the wilderness. The old man opened the conversation. "Mutants are abandoned by the gods, and they are also a race that is discriminated against and even hostile to the Terrans - in the Divine Continent, the vast majority of mutants are thoughtless, irrational, and only know how to kill, they are at war with the Terran army all year round, and are surrounded and suppressed by the Terran sects. However, in the barren territory, all mutants, no matter what form, have a certain amount of intelligence, and they will not actively attack the Terrans unless they have to. The intelligence of the wilderness is even closer to the human race. ”

Huang Xiaolong nodded as he listened.

"A few years ago, the Divine Domain Continent was very prosperous. It wasn't until the catastrophe came that everything was destroyed. There was also some sadness in the old man's voice. "Before the Heavenly Tribulation came, the martial arts of the Divine Domain Continent were also extremely powerful. We can call it the 'era of prehistoric civilization' - in the era of prehistoric civilization, there were warriors in the Divine Continent, and their strength was not weaker than that of the gods. ”

"Huh?!" Huang Xiaolong exclaimed.

The era of prehistoric civilizations?

Some natives of the Divine Domain Continent have the strength not to lose to the gods!

Maybe it was because after crossing over, he substituted himself into the native of the Divine Domain Continent, so after hearing such a thing, Huang Xiaolong still couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"Then, after the Heavenly Tribulation came, almost all the indigenous powerhouses in the Divine Domain Continent died. The heavy damage that this calamity brought to the Divine Domain Continent is difficult to describe. The sadness in the old man's tone was even stronger. "The ancestor of the desolate was once one of the most powerful natives in the prehistoric civilization era of the Divine Continent. He has the power to fight the gods. ”

"Forehead~~~~~" Huang Xiaolong was stunned.

It was also emotional. Unexpectedly, the descendants of the most powerful natives in the Divine Domain Continent turned out to be mutants.

It's a very unpredictable way to go.

"Back then, the ancestor of the desolate refused to enter the divine domain for refuge, he led the clansmen to fight against the heavenly tribulation, after the heavenly tribulation, the entire divine continent was no longer suitable for the survival of the human race, and the ancestors of the desolate land, as well as the surviving clansmen, survived very tenaciously. However, they were infected by poison gas, and their body genes began to mutate and become mutants. The ancestor of the wilderness became the leader of the mutants. Later, he fell, but his legacy continued. ”

"Countless years have passed, the ancestor of the wilderness, the vast majority of his martial arts inheritance, has been lost, and only one inheritance remains, which has been passed down to this day, and the wilderness has also inherited this inheritance. The old man suddenly emphasized. "Remember, this inheritance is not the inheritance of mutants, but the martial arts inheritance left by the most powerful martial artists in the prehistoric civilization era of the Divine Domain Continent! ”

Huang Xiaolong's mind flashed with inspiration. "Is this inheritance - immortality? Every time you die, you can instantly resurrect in situ? and, after resurrection, you become stronger each time?"

"This is a terrible inheritance..."The old man's voice trembled a little..."Back then, the ancestor of the wilderness once fought with the gods... Every time he was shattered by divine power, he could be resurrected quickly, and the more he died, the stronger he became, slaughtering more than a dozen extremely high-level gods, and finally passing away. This is also a great shame for the gods~~~~~ of course, it has been passed down from generation to generation, even if it is wild, it has not been able to inherit a complete inheritance. Perhaps, Araku has only inherited a few tenths of the inheritance, but he can still defeat Kunpeng, who is known as the strongest martial saint outside the God Domain. ”

As soon as these words came out, Huang Xiaolong was extremely frightened!

Nima, the ancestor of the wilderness, singled out a dozen high-level gods and slaughtered them cleanly!

It's horrible!

"Mutants don't live long. The old man sighed. "There are still ten years to live. And he gave birth to a total of five offspring, but none of them can inherit this inheritance. You... Young man, you also have the gift of resurrection from the dead... I once asked the wilderness to look for someone in the Divine Domain Continent who could inherit this lineage, and I knew that such a person would emerge - this was part of the prophecy. ”

"I... I'm going to carry on that legacy...... Prophecy?Excuse me, what is the prophecy?" Huang Xiaolong's mind was full of questions.

The old man was silent.

Huang Xiaolong didn't speak again.

After hundreds of breaths, the old man sighed. "The prophecy is that one day, there will be a young human race who will come to the territory of the wilderness, inherit the most powerful martial arts inheritance in the prehistoric civilization of the Divine Domain Continent, and then lead the mutants and the human race to attack the Divine Domain and drive away the gods. ”

"What ?!!!!"

This prophecy made Huang Xiaolong stunned!

Attacking God's Domain?

Cast out the gods?

It's a bombshell!

"The gods... What do you mean... I... I... I'm going to attack the Divine Domain... And then... This... This is incredible..."Huang Xiaolong said incoherently.

"Young man, you are indeed a human race with bad luck, and on you, an inscription of divine power has appeared... Your luck shocked even me. Also, you've found the ruins of a god... It's no coincidence, it's your luck. The old man laughed.

Huang Xiaolong said secretly in his heart. "This Nima... The relics of the gods, I didn't find them!Besides, the divine power inscription was made by my live broadcast system~~~"

"The first half of the prophecy is right, and I believe that the second half will not be wrong. The old man laughed. "Young man, take responsibility. ”

"But~~ Why do you want to drive away the gods?Although, the gods are above everything, but, at the beginning, if it wasn't for the gods coming, the Divine Domain Continent would have been destroyed by the Heavenly Tribulation......" Huang Xiaolong was puzzled.

"Hahahahaha~~~~~~~" the old man laughed, laughing a little crazy. "It's all just a conspiracy... A despicable conspiracy ~~~~~"

.............................. (To be continued.) )