"Hum!" With a bang, the aura of terror permeated, and the aura that belonged to the peak of Da Luo suppressed the void.

Wang Xiaohu's breath shook all over his body, and the space couldn't withstand the pressure, and suddenly "Click! Click!" Cracks appear.

Seeing that the space is about to shatter,

"That's it!"

Emperor Feiyu snorted softly, then looked at Wang Xiaohu with strange eyes, and muttered to himself:

"Good! What kind of treasure have you eaten, or is the avenue your own father!

It's only been a long time, and you have reached the limit of Da Luo, and one step forward is the existence of the Supreme Dao Ancestor realm! It's incredible!"

Although the Flying Feather Emperor predicted that Wang Xiaohu's cultivation would progress rapidly, it would be a matter of time before he surpassed him.

However, that was countless epochs later, and now that the Cataclysmic War had just begun, the other side had already reached the limit of what humans could reach.

I couldn't help but have a look of envy on my face, and there were all kinds of jealousy and hatred in my heart.

Thinking that he was the Emperor of the Flying Feather, he had been on the battlefield of natural disasters for countless eras, and his soul was almost scattered, and his true spirit was annihilated.

If it weren't for his nimble brain and tightly hugging the thigh of Emperor Yuanchen, he would have died no longer knowing how many times, let alone being resurrected after death.

Although there was a shock in his mind, many thoughts flashed, but after a moment, his face calmed down, and then he asked with a puzzled expression:

"You're at the peak of Daluo, what's the matter with me?"

Hearing this, Wang Xiaohu's face was stunned, and a bad premonition appeared in his mind, and he said secretly:

"What's the matter? Isn't that clear?"

So, after stabilizing his mind, he said with a puzzled face:

"Uncle Feiyu, can't I reach the limit of Da Luo Jin Immortal? I just want to come to your side and ask, how to break through to the realm of Dao Ancestor!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at the Flying Feather Emperor with an expectant expression.

Hearing this, a trace of gloom appeared on the face of the Flying Feather Emperor, and he quietly did not answer.

After a while, he seemed to have organized his language, and said slowly in Wang Xiaohu's eager eyes:

"Xiaohu, I may have disappointed you, I haven't broken through to the method of mixing elements here!

In other words, the entire human race has never broken through to the method of the Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestor!"

After listening to Emperor Feiyu's words, although Wang Xiaohu was a little disappointed, he was not too surprised.

After all, the entire human race did not mix with Yuan Dao Ancestor, and he came this time mainly because Emperor Feiyu and Emperor Yuanchen were more familiar.

And the Yuanchen Emperor is an existence far beyond the Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestor, and there may be a way to be promoted.

However, now that he heard the words of Emperor Feiyu, it was obvious that Emperor Yuanchen did not tell the other party the method of promotion.

So, with a look of disappointment, he smiled and said:

"It's okay! When the war is over, I'll ask the Yuan Daozu of the town to do the same!"

Who knows, the Flying Feather Emperor shook his head, and said in a somewhat heavy tone:

"Xiaohu, even if it is the Zhenyuan Dao Ancestor, he shouldn't know how the human race is promoted to the mixed element."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Wang Xiaohu's face changed slightly at this moment, and his aura around his body was a little unstable, obviously his heart was more agitated.

Moreover, he also understood the words of the Flying Feather Emperor, that is, the human race could not be promoted to the mixed element.

Feeling the waves of coercion around him, the Flying Feather Emperor didn't care, but said something that made Wang Xiaohu extremely frightened:

"The human race is inherently weak, and it can continue to strengthen itself through cultivation, so that it can continue to evolve.

However, no matter how one cultivates, the essence of the human race has not changed.

Therefore, it has led to the limit of the promotion of the human race, that is, the Great Luo Golden Immortal."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Wang Xiaohu's increasingly gloomy face, he continued:

"Originally, the cultivation of the human race was extremely difficult, and only among the hundreds of millions of human races could a true immortal be produced, and the accumulation of countless worlds could achieve an immortal king.

And to be born

Giving birth to a Da Luo Jin Immortal not only requires the accumulation of resources, but also the luck of the race!

Therefore, don't look at the powerful human race above the chaos embankment, and immortal kings can be seen everywhere, even Da Luo Jin Immortal is also a lot!

That's because Emperor Yuanchen directly refined the endless chaos dam into Yuan Li and injected it into the luck of the human race.

Otherwise, you think that those true immortals can break through to the immortal king so easily, this is all the accumulation of the human race bit by bit.

And this is also the truth why Emperor Yuanchen has been asking the Terrans to constantly send the Terrans to the Chaos Dike!"

Obviously, Wang Xiaohu has come to the limit of human beings: the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and the Flying Feather Emperor feels that there is something to tell him.

"Whew!" Wang Xiaohu exhaled lightly, it was really a bit too much information to receive today.

Then he said in a deep voice:

"Flying Feather Emperor, then what you mean is that the human race can only stop at the limit of the Great Luo Golden Immortal!"

"Not bad!"

Emperor Feiyu nodded heavily, affirming Wang Xiaohu's words.

However, Wang Xiaohu was unwilling, with the help of the system, he had already reached the limit of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and he was about to break through to the realm of the Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestor.

I thought it was cause and effect, or that there was no way to break through, after all, he had observed Zhen Yuanzi's breakthrough process.

The other party's breakthrough process, in his eyes, was to easily use outsiders to eliminate the power of natural disasters in his body, and by the way, he survived the Mixed Yuan Thunder Tribulation.

At this moment, hearing the words of the Flying Feather Emperor, he understood that the Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestor was not as simple as he thought.

But he still asked:

"Uncle Feiyu, what's the matter with the Yuanchen Emperor?"

Hearing Wang Xiaohu mention Emperor Yuanchen, a trace of admiration flashed in Emperor Feiyu's eyes, and then he said with some excitement on his face:

"Brother Yuanchen is the same as us, and he is also a Great Luo Jin Immortal above the cultivation level,

However, he found another way to bring his combat power to the level of a Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestor."

Hearing this, Wang Xiaohu had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and then said happily:

"Since the human race can't break through to the realm of mixed elements, but change to some innate races,

Or the existence of the Chaos God and Demon level, then it will be much easier to break through!"

Hearing Wang Xiaohu's speculation, Emperor Feiyu glanced at him with relief, then shook his head and said:

"Yes, but it's a pity that this method is too difficult, no less than breaking through the limits of the human race!"

Hearing this, Wang Xiaohu was stunned in his heart, and somewhat understood what the other party meant, if the Mixed Yuan Realm was so easy to break through, the other races would not have only one Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestor.

Emperor Feiyu glanced at Wang Xiaohu and saw that the other party had guessed what he meant, so he groaned and said:

"The luck of each race is certain, and even if there is a change, it won't change much! And there's an upper limit.

Therefore, although the upper limit of the demon race and the demon race is very high, there is the realm of Dao Ancestor.

However, both the Demon Race and the Demon Clan only have one Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestor, and this is because they don't have enough luck to support it, so there is no way to give birth to a second Dao Ancestor!"

Speaking of this, Emperor Feiyu suddenly changed his words, and when he talked about the Cataclysmic Realm Sea, he asked with a smile:

"Hehe, Xiaohu, you don't have your own thoughts about the Cataclysmic Realm Sea?"

"Oh! The Scourge Sea?"

At this moment, hearing Emperor Feiyu's inquiry, Wang Xiaohu came back to his senses, although there was something strange in his heart.

But I still thought about it and said:

"The Scourge Realm Sea is powerful! I don't know how many of the Heavenly Calamity Masters of the Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestor Realm exist, but it must be a double-digit existence.

Moreover, above the Lord of Natural Disasters, there is an even more terrifying existence!

Therefore, our boundary sea has always been on the side of passive defense!"

Hearing Wang Xiaohu's views on the Cataclysmic Realm Sea, a trace of worry appeared on Emperor Feiyu's face, and he suddenly sighed and said:

"Yes! The Cataclysm Realm Sea is incomparably powerful, single

In terms of area alone, I don't know how many times the size of our boundary sea, let alone those natural calamities.

Moreover, the Cataclysmic Sea is extremely strange, and the number of armies is huge, and the types are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges.

In the boundary sea where we are located, just to resist the regular invasion of the other side, we need to mobilize all our forces.

Moreover, I heard Brother Yuanchen say that this is only one side of the force of the Cataclysmic Realm Sea.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaohu's heart became much heavier, it was really terrifying that the sea of the natural disaster realm was too terrifying.

Then, in his mind, he couldn't help but think of the calamity snake he had seen in the Land of Returning Ruins, an existence of the same level as the Yuanchen Emperor.

"And such an existence, I don't know how many exist in the Cataclysmic Realm Sea.

In other words, is there a more terrifying existence in the Cataclysmic Realm Sea than the Calamity Serpent!"

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaohu's heart was heavy, and he even had little hope for the promotion of the Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestor.

Not to mention the half-step Wuji in the back, and the higher realm?