The halberd anxiously led the way in front, and behind him Song Ce and Lu Fang followed him quietly, as time went by, the way became more and more remote, and finally after a day and night journey, they reached a big mountain.

"Why did it stop all of a sudden? Is it there? ”

Song Ce asked suspiciously.

He didn't sense anything nearby, so he asked.

Lu Fang, who was at the end, raised his eyebrows slightly, he didn't perceive anything just now, but when the halberd stopped to look around, he closed his eyes and sensed it with his heart, and at the foot of this mountain, there seemed to be a faint energy fluctuation.

It's so slight that if you don't perceive it carefully, you won't be able to detect it at all.

Could it be that the king of the Misty Tribes is there?

I don't know what secret method was used to hide the figure, so that normal monks couldn't find it, even if Lu Fang had extrasensory power, wouldn't he almost ignore it?

The halberd frowned, his expression was a little confused, he clearly sensed that the king was here, but why was there no king here.

It stands to reason that after the king has called, he will stay there for a while.

When the halberd was puzzled, a black spot escaped from a distance, and when he got closer, he found that it was a black mist, and after the fog dissipated, a sturdy middle-aged man appeared.

Same as the halberd, the middle-aged man has a mist-like mark on his forehead, which is a unique sign of the Mist Clan, and once the cultivation origin is used, the mark will appear to shine.

The most important thing is that even if the mark is hidden, it will not be able to cover the unique aura of the Misty Race emanating from the mark.

"Halberd, how did you bring two humans here, could it be that you have already rebelled?" The stout middle-aged man stared at the halberd and asked.

The halberd snorted coldly, and said a little impatiently: "Filth, don't talk about it here, if I really rebelled, how could I only bring two such weak human beings, one of them is also an ancient alien." ”

"I brought them here, of course, for my reasons."

"In terms of identity and status, you are not qualified to point fingers at me, and I will naturally explain the reason when I see the king."

The sturdy middle-aged man who was called filthy glanced at Song Ce and Lu Fang, and did not say anything more, after all, he was a third-grade second-order, and a halberd was a third-grade first-order Here, two low-grade human monks really couldn't be their opponents.

"How did you recover to the third rank and first order? I was injured a little before, and I also recovered to the third rank and second order. ”

Filthy asked out loud.

The halberd cursed and said angrily: "We have been restricted by the Heavenly Dao of this side, resulting in an extremely slow recovery of strength, I was also injured before, and I almost didn't die in the Little Upper Realm." ”

He pointed to Song Ce, who was not far away beside him, and continued, "It was this guy who claimed to be also an ancient alien who saved my life, which is why I was so slow to recover my strength. ”

Song Ce glanced at the halberd thoughtfully, it seemed that his previous statement of establishing an ancient alien race-based force was accepted by this one, so he said that he had saved his life, but in fact, he didn't do anything.

Even if he wasn't there at the time, the halberd would still survive.

Yan nodded slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction: "I have been asleep for so long, but I didn't expect to wake up, the Heavenly Dao of this side actually restricts us so much, you must know that in the ancient period, we were the darlings of heaven and earth." ”

Hearing this, the halberd showed a look of remembrance, and muttered, "You should have come here only after hearing the king's call, and I don't know if the four protectors of our Misty Clan have managed to come out of the sealed place alive." ”

"I don't know, but it's not optimistic." Yan frowned and said, "Many of the elites of our Misty Clan have died in the sealing land, if the four great protectors are still alive, they should be here before us." ”

The halberd nodded in agreement, and the room fell silent.

Song Ce looked around and said in a deep voice, "Could it be that we are waiting here?" Could it be that the king of your people is not here at all? ”

As soon as the words fell.

At the foot of the mountain, a large area of black mist suddenly poured out, and gradually formed a tunnel composed of black mist, which was bottomless from a distance.

"The king is really here, we can't see it, it's just that the king is hiding his location, I should have thought of it." The halberd looked excited and walked towards the black mist tunnel.

At this moment, a long-haired Mist Tribesman suddenly jumped out of the black fog tunnel, he didn't look very old, his body was exceptionally slender, and he had a pair of black wings behind his back.

The ancient alien race of the super nine grades!

Lu Fang's eyelids fluttered violently when he sensed the strength of the young man of the Fog Tribe, he didn't expect that in such a short period of time, there would be a person from the Fog Tribe, and his strength would recover to the Super Nine Rank.

That's the existence of Confucianism.

Not to mention that the ancient alien race had more powerful power, and there were few opponents in the same realm.

Is this the king of the Misty Tribe?

What the Misty Mist Clan said just now was indeed right, this race was favored by heaven and earth before, a king of a foreign race, so young but with such strong strength.

"It turns out that you are also here, and I waited until I heard the king's call, so I came here to do my part."

The halberd saluted respectfully.

Yan also bowed extremely respectfully: "Phantom Protector." ”

Lu Fang's eyes widened, and the young man of the Super Nine Rank Mist Clan in front of him, such a strong existence, was not even a king, but just a protector.

So what is the strength of the king now?

Semi-Holy Realm?

Or is it the realm of saints?

At this moment, Lu Fang suddenly regretted it, he shouldn't have come here, he originally thought that the king of the ancient alien Fog Clan would not recover much strength in a short time, but now it seems that it was his wishful thinking.

He had already thought of this Mist Clan as strong as possible, but he still underestimated them.

But now it's too late to leave.

Faced with a super ninth-grade Misty Clan Protector, he didn't have the slightest confidence that he could escape alive.

Song Ce's face was also a little pale, obviously he didn't expect that not long after the Fog Clan came out of the sealing place, someone would have their strength recover to the super ninth grade.

After seeing the red pupils of the Phantom Protector, Song Ce squeezed out a smile and said, "Phantom Protector, don't get me wrong, I am also an ancient alien race, and I have come to seek refuge with the king, I ......"

The Phantom Protector looked at Song Ce expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Give me a reason not to kill you!" ”

Song Ce's whole body trembled like a sifting chaff, the gap between the realms of the two sides was too big, and the phantom coercion was so oppressive that he almost couldn't stand, but fortunately, unlike ordinary people, he didn't lie on the ground with the support of divine power.

He opened his mouth with great difficulty, "I am also an ancient alien, but I escaped from the sealed land earlier than you, so I know the world very well now......

Speaking of this, Song Ce couldn't make a sound anymore, his face was sweating profusely, and his legs trembled, as if he would fall down in the next second.