After saying these words, the old man stood still, his thin body sat on the bluestone of the waves lapping, and a little sea water splashed on his face, bringing a clear breath.

Zhao Qing didn't open his mouth to break the tranquility, he stood beside the old man, carefully staring at the fishing line that couldn't stop swaying with the sea breeze.

In fact, his heart is far from being as calm as it seems, but it is turbulent, and he can't really calm down for a long time.

Not only for the so-called opportunity to give him what the old man said, but also because he was shocked by the picture described by the old man just now.

Since Jiao Hell is an area formed after Jiao Ancestor sits, then this chaotic space is a habitat built by one hundred and eight Heavenly Demons.

If you deduce according to this, then the other places where the heavenly demons sit must also be in this heaven and earth, and they feel hot and dry when they think about it, this is the only place left by the real innate demon gods, and what in the world can compare to the essence they leave behind to be more precious and cherished.

It can be said that even being able to meet each other is a great blessing, not to mention the opportunity to accept their inheritance.

If a person has the inheritance of these one hundred and eight heavenly demons, it is estimated that he can create an anomaly in the past and present, and he will definitely achieve his supreme greatness.

However, Zhao Qing himself also knew that this was impossible to happen, no one had the strength to accept their inheritance, and he himself was put into Jiaojiao by mistake, and he didn't know what kind of shit luck he had taken, so that he could get the opportunity to inherit the essence of Jiaozu.

But that's still an unknown, and whether it succeeds or not depends on the will of God.

"Don't think about it so much, today's heaven and earth are no longer the ancient years of the past, the glory of the demon clan has come to an end, and almost half of the bloodline left by the one hundred and eight heavenly demons has declined by now. Those demon clans have lost their qualifications for inheritance, and the gate of their ancestral land has been closed!"

Although the old man closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to guess what Zhao Qing was thinking at the moment, and he said indifferently.

"So how many inheritances are still unbroken?" Zhao Qing asked curiously, he was very interested in this kind of question.

"Counting the dragon clan, there are still thirty-six lineages that can open the ancestral land!" The old man couldn't help but sigh and sigh, and seemed to be recalling the glorious years of the entire demon clan.

It was in ancient times, the power of the human race was still weak, and the entire Flood Continent was dominated by peerless giant demons, they roared and shuttled between the sun and the moon, obeying the way of heaven, and had unparalleled combat power.

The One Hundred and Eight Veins Demon Clan was the real master of the flood at that time, but the years have changed, and time has passed. Once just a human race that was reduced to blood food in the mouth of the demon clan, it has relied on the continuous efforts and wisdom accumulation of generations of sages, step by step from weak to strong today.

The human race, the demon race finally broke out in the ancient period, it is said that it was a long dark time, countless big demons and human masters shed blood, the entire desolate continent was filled with tragic blood clouds, and there were too many dead creatures.

On the bloody land, you can see the unyielding yin spirit roaring all day long. There are human races and demon races.

This is a battle for the fortune of heaven and earth, once the dispute opens. There will be no day when one party will stop making peace unless one party chooses to give up and back down.

The powerful demon clan did not expect that the weak human race, which had once relied on their protection, had grown under their noses to the point where it was enough to shake their rule.

The demon race is even more frightened by the wisdom of the human race and its terrifying ability to reproduce, at first the human race was weak and helpless, and could only survive by relying on the protection of the demon race.

It is recorded in ancient books. At that time, the barbarian ancient people, with the powerful demon clan as the totem of the tribe, must pious sacrifices and prayers every morning and dusk, in order to seek the power given by the totem to strengthen the entire tribe.

At that time, the strength of a tribe often had a lot to do with the totems it worshipped. Life and death are in the hands of these totemic spirits.

But the human race did not meet this kind of life under the fence, the ancient ancestors had a unique wisdom, they learned the rough cultivation method from the hands of the powerful demon spirit totem, at first to exercise their physical strength, and finally gradually created a path of cultivation belonging to the human race.

With the help of this weak budding force, after countless years of accumulation and growth, the human race finally stood at the peak of the entire Flood Desolation Continent.

In the ancient battle, the demon clan was defeated, and a large part of the inheritance bloodline of the one hundred and eight heavenly demons was cut off at that time, and some of the rest slowly dissipated in the long river of history.

By now, there are only thirty-six Heavenly Demon bloodlines left, and if you think about it carefully, you can't help but feel a little emotional.

Heaven is endless, everything has a process of prosperity and decay, the sun rises and the moon sets, spring and winter hide, this is a kind of embodiment of the rules, maybe the former demon clan is too powerful, after reaching the peak, you can only walk towards decay step by step.

Feeling the breath of the demon clan in this world is an indescribable feeling, as if you clearly feel that it is right in front of you, but you can't see it, you can't touch it.

Zhao Qing sighed deeply, he also seemed to be infected by this breath, and his eyes became a little deep.

"Boy, don't blindly think about pushing off the position of this Jiaohuang, you must know that if you want to climb to its heights, you must go far, if you don't have the idea of paying for the Jiao clan in your heart, I can tell you clearly, this creation will be difficult for you to get!"

The old man Zhengse said frankly that he also knew that Zhao Qing did not have much interest in the position of this Jiaohuang in his heart, and he was completely running for the inheritance of Jiao Ancestor.

But people are also the ancestors of the entire Jiao clan, if you don't have the heart to pay for the Jiao clan wholeheartedly, the inheritance of Jiaozu will be in vain.

If you think about this reason, you can understand that under the rule of the Jiaohuang of the past dynasties, the Jiao clan has only stood on the Honghuang Continent for endless years, and a very important part of the reason is that most of the Jiaohuang of the past dynasties are dedicated to the safety and inheritance of the Jiao clan, they have no selfishness, and they are completely dedicated to the development of the entire Jiao clan.

At the same time, it can also further explain why after the disappearance of this generation of Jiaohuang for no reason, the Jiao clan showed signs of fragmentation, because no one in all the branches had such responsibility and selflessness.

The old man's gaze looked at Zhao Qing. There was a wise light flickering, and he pointed out the key point of this, which made Zhao Qing instantly moved.

Zhao Qing fell into silence, he was speechless for a long time, and even asked himself whether he chose to be this Jiaohuang in order to get the inheritance of Jiaozu or really from his own point of view. Because in a sense, he himself is a member of the Jiao clan.

However, no matter what, Zhao Qing still couldn't pass this level in his heart, and the old man's words made him realize that the temptation of the previous Jiao Ancestor inheritance was too great, so that he almost lost his mind, but fortunately, the old man woke himself up.

If you think about it, if you are fighting for this so-called opportunity for your own interests. If you succeed and just let it go, maybe others can do it, but Zhao Qing really can't make up this decision.

For cultivators, no chance should be let go, especially this rare and peerless opportunity, which is something that too many people dream of.

But Zhao Qing is different, even if he has the power of the Seven-Star Tiger Striped Jiao, he still has more towards the aspect of the human race in his heart. After all, he has lived in the human race since he was a child, and he does not have such a deep sense of belonging to the Jiao tribe.

Tangled for a moment. Zhao Qing finally raised his head and smiled, he smiled very easily and brightly, as if the depression in his heart had opened, and there was a transparent spiritual translucent inside and out.

Seeing this, the old man also smiled slightly: "What." Thinking about taking on this responsibility?"

To his surprise, Zhao Qing shook his head and said with some self-deprecation: "I really want to get the inheritance of Jiao Ancestor, but your words made me understand that this is not just a continuation of the inheritance. Next, it will be responsible for the entire Jiao clan!"

The old man nodded with satisfaction, thinking that Zhao Qing had finally opened his mind, but his smile then stiffened on his face.

"I'm not ready for this, and I shouldn't make a decision about the future of the entire Jiao clan, since I can't bear this weight, I still think it's better for me to give up, at least my heart is still passable!"

Zhao Qing replied word by word with extremely clear answers, this is the most sincere feeling in his heart now, although there are small regrets, but more relief and relaxation.

"You" The old man seemed to be angry, and for a while he couldn't even finish his words.

"You little rabbit cub, I don't want you to say it earlier, until now you told my old man this, that's still a fart!"

The old man was suddenly very angry, his eyes flashed, and he pointed at Zhao Qing's face door with his finger, looking at his breathless appearance, it seemed that one finger could poke Zhao Qing to death.

Regarding this situation, Zhao Qing was immediately puzzled, why did he give up by himself, is it wrong.

"Old man, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Qing asked cautiously, thinking that he had just said something wrong, which made the old man angry.

The old man's emotions at the moment were very excited, which was completely different from the previous indifferent stability, he jumped up like burning eyebrows, and said angrily: "It's too late to say anything now, your kid is not shallow, if you don't want to, it will be too peaceful, you have to wait until the fish is hooked to say no, you see!"

After that, he motioned Zhao Qing to look at the fishing rod in his hand.

Zhao Qing's face was dazed, he couldn't figure out what was happening at this moment, he scratched his head, only to find that at some point, the fishing rod in the old man's hand had been bent, and the fishing line that was fluttering and swaying with the sea breeze seemed to be hanging on something and became straight.

"Your old man, can you catch fish like this?" Zhao Qing grew his mouth in surprise, because he knew that the bait had never been put down on this fishing line, and he hadn't even hung up the hook, and he could catch fish with just one line, which was a strange story.

The old man was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and he said angrily: "While staying, you think I really came to fish, I found that your little guy is simply a rare wonder for thousands of years, the first generation of Jiaohuang obtained this qualification with his transcendent talent, and you are extremely strange to chase and kill the golden-winged Dapeng and get this qualification." ”

Zhao Qing smiled a little embarrassedly, he also knew that the matter of the Golden Winged Dapeng was somewhat childish, after all, he did not rely on how superb his fighting skills were to defeat the Golden Winged Dapeng, but chose to fuse the Peng clan's combat skills by himself, which was the only person in Jiao's prison throughout the ages.

It's simple to say, in fact, this also includes Zhao Qing's understanding and perseverance that are different from ordinary people, both of which are indispensable, otherwise the golden-winged Dapeng who cannot be chased by the treasure art he created has no way to enter the sky and no door to the earth. In any case, at least Zhao Qing's move was the first person, so he obtained this additional qualification.

When the old man saw Zhao Qing's innocent face, he knew that he hadn't understood what was going on, so he had to sigh and wave his hand, pointing to the increasingly curved fishing rod and said solemnly: "Now." There is no way to stop anything I have fished, and if you forcibly open the door to inherit the inheritance of Jiao Ancestor, you will have to take care of all the consequences!"

No one thought that Zhao Qing would refuse to accept the inheritance at the last moment, and when he said he was unwilling, the old man knew that it was too late, the door belonging to the Jiao Ancestor inheritance had been opened for Zhao Qing, and this process could not be terminated, in other words, it seemed that it was now under the premise of success. This position of Jiaohuang, no matter whether Zhao Qing wants to be it or not, he can only be it.

This process is very dangerous, the first generation of Jiaohuang was also successful after nine deaths, the old man's previous words were not to make Zhao Qing give up, but to arouse the responsibility and responsibility in his heart, who knew that the consequences would become like this. But now, it can't be stopped.

Zhao Qing was also completely dumbfounded. My mind went blank, and my thoughts went completely up and down with the straight rod.

"How can there be a reason to forcibly open it, this is simply unreasonable!" Zhao Qing was also depressed in his heart and wanted to vomit blood, as if he had a bad premonition about to happen, and his whole body was cold.

The old man sighed deeply, and he didn't know what to say at this moment. As the bending of the fishing rod in his hand became more and more exaggerated, he also began to concentrate on it, waved his hand behind him, and said solemnly: "Stand back, hurry back!"

In the calm ocean that had experienced the white wind of the sea. I don't know why there are terrifying waves again, obviously there is no strong wind in the surrounding world at this moment, this is really the feeling of three feet of waves without wind.

And this time the huge wave is very strange, it does not show the color of the original sea, but is very deep, with a hint of inky black, like the real sea bottom silt rolling and rolling.

The fishing rod is rattling, this seemingly ordinary fishing rod is not simple, the more difficult the situation, the more dazzling the light that erupts throughout its body, and in the end, it is like a round of sun in the hand, the light pierces the heaven and earth, and the mountains and rivers are transparent.

Zhao Qing began to retreat continuously, but it was useless, even if he closed his eyes, the light of the fishing rod pierced into the depths of his heart, making the flesh and blood all over his body seem to be burning like a sharp pain, unconsciously, his eyes began to flow tears continuously, because his eyes could not bear it, and the hot feeling was extremely uncomfortable.

And at this time, the old man's breath has also changed, although it is a thin back, but it seems to have become the only one between heaven and earth, as if an ancient god Yue landed in the world, and his body rose to tens of thousands of feet, becoming a giant who stood up to the sky and the earth.

This aura was unimaginably terrifying, the endless chaotic void shattered under the pressure of the old man, and the surrounding sky was completely destroyed, as if returning to the time when the universe was opened.

The old man stepped on the Xuanhuang Qi, and the star field above his head was ten thousand miles, and the faint old eyes were already different at this time, and the light shot from the depths of his eyes did not know how much space it penetrated, and layers of chaotic fog were deriving and shattering.

The scene was so terrifying that even Zhao Qing, who was under his protection, felt that he was on the verge of fainting, the mountain-like oppressive force invaded, beyond the range he could bear, his flesh and bones were screaming and exploding, and even his soul was unstable, and it could be shattered anytime and anywhere.

The Sun True Fire and Xuanhuang Mother Qi were also useless, they were shocked by this vast and terrifying aura, and instead of supporting Zhao Qing involuntarily, they shrank into the size of a bean in the depths of their souls, and only a faint trace of divine power was still slowly swimming in Zhao Qing's qi and blood.

The old man who was as strong as this time also had a drastic change in his face, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Damn, why is it so laborious this time, could it be that something went wrong?"

He was also puzzled, because the huge force coming from the fishing rod was too vast, as if it was being pulled by a chaotic starry sky, even he felt a little overwhelmed, and this power was still increasing.

The law that is tens of thousands of zhang high is equivalent to his true body, and with his terrifying cultivation, even dozens of sacred mountains can afford to lift it, but this time when he saw the ghost, he actually felt a feeling of weakness in his heart.

It was not the first time that the old man had done this, because the first generation of Jiaohuang had also been instructed by him, and the things he caught at that time were very heavy, but it was by no means as powerful as it is now.

"Boom" Void There are countless huge thunderbolts falling, which seem to be colorful and dazzling, but no one dares to touch this kind of thunder, and the fierce breath is not a problem to kill the real gods.

It was a pure seven-colored chaos divine thunder, only the uncivilized chaos land could have it, and it would be difficult to see this kind of thunder again after the universe was reopened.

However, the old man was not afraid of thunder, he took a deep breath, not only did the thunder of the ten directions turn into seven-colored light and pour into his mouth, but also drained all the spiritual energy in this heaven and earth at once, and the power in exchange was extremely terrifying, turning into a rushing river flowing in his meridians.

The old man exhaled and spoke, and finally held the fishing rod with both hands, and the whole space began to shake violently, countless huge cracks appeared on the surface, and the vast ocean almost surged into the sky.

"What the hell attracted this kid?" (To be continued......)