Now in front of Han Xiao's eyes is not so much a person, but a humanoid monster, his figure is not tall, it is estimated that he is taller than Ma Liang, he has a big Luo pot, so big that it almost seems to be carrying a turtle shell, one of his arms has obviously been demonized, the whole body is red and it doesn't look like a human arm, as if it is an arm transformed after blood coagulation.

The man's face was hideous, there were at least a dozen scars on his face, and another scar went straight from his forehead to his chin, running through the entire face, and the flesh and blood of the wound had rolled out, showing a dark red, this scar made him look as if he had once made people cut open his head with a knife, and then replanted it again.

Han Xiao had seen a lot of monsters, and he was already used to seeing all kinds of strange-shaped monsters, but this "person" in front of him made Han Xiao feel a little frightened when he saw it. Not only did this Elder Wu look terrifying, but the aura emanating from his whole body also made people feel very uncomfortable.

The breath of blood, his body is the purest breath of blood, and even though he is far away, Han Xiao still seems to have smelled the thick fishy smell on his body. If it weren't for the fact that he had already seen his appearance, it wouldn't be strange to say that he was a puddle of blood now.

But he is a human being after all.

Although the appearance is terrifying, Wu Fuling has an obvious superior temperament, seeing Han Xiao appear, Wu Fuling laughed, it seems that he is trying very hard to make himself smile kindly, but the scar on his face and the gloomy aura on his body still make his smiling face full of weird taste, anyway, when Han Xiao sees his smile now, he always feels a chill behind him.

"Descendants of Tianfu?" Wu Fuling said with a smile.

"Is it the same for seniors?" Han Xiao was not surprised by the other party's answer, and asked rhetorically.

As a result, Wu Fuling shook his head and said, "I'm not a Tianfu bloodline cultivator, I'm just an ordinary monk. ”

This answer surprised Han Xiao, in his opinion, this Wu Fuling should be a sleeper, and it may even be an old monster like Qinghuang who has survived for tens of thousands of years, such an existence should be a Tianfu bloodline cultivator. But now it seems that my prediction was wrong. But this is all a trivial matter, you just need to know that the other party is not a simple character, and now Han Xiao has temporarily put aside the idea of conquering the Tianyuan tribe, in fact, when he originally decided to come here, he didn't want to come here to fight, but just wanted to come and see.

Now that he sees the existence of Wu Fuling again, the idea of fighting is naturally becoming more and more weak. Han Xiao couldn't judge Wu Fuling's cultivation, this was not because Wu Fuling didn't cultivate, but because his cultivation was too high, Han Xiao couldn't find out at all, and this situation also confirmed Wang Erxiao's previous statement, this Elder Wu may really be a Holy Spirit Realm powerhouse.

It's just that why a Holy Spirit Realm powerhouse would fall into such a situation, Han Xiao couldn't figure it out anyway. Wu Fuling seemed to be able to see through Han Xiao's heart, of course, old monsters like them seemed to have such special abilities. Wu Fuling also knew that his smile was very terrifying, and after the initial greetings, he put away his smiling face, which made him look more pleasing to the eye.

"After the battle between gods and demons, I fell into a deep sleep, and when I woke up, I became like this in order to save my life. Now that my cultivation has fallen, I can only survive and breathe, and this is the situation. Wu Fuling said very calmly, and his tone did not fluctuate at all.

Han Xiao was even more surprised, he didn't understand why this old monster would say such a thing when he suddenly saw him, this situation made Han Xiao very nervous, after all, no one would be good to anyone for no reason, and there was no need to show weakness to the other party when they first met. There are only two possibilities for such a situation, one is that he is going to use this method to numb himself and then take the opportunity to kill himself, and the other is that he may have to braid.

The first possibility is not big, anyway, Han Xiao thinks that he is still good to the Tianyuan tribe, although he has the idea of wanting to conquer the Tianyuan tribe, but this is just an idea, no matter how old the other party is, it is impossible to really see through his heart and see the truest thoughts in his heart. As for the second possibility, Han Xiao feels reasonable, but what does this matter have to do with himself.

"You have the breath of the Celestial Race. Wu Fuling suddenly said again.

Han Xiao's eyes were cold, although this was indeed a fact, but Han Xiao was still very vigilant about this kind of thing, he looked at Wu Fuling, and asked, "Didn't the senior say that he was not a Tianfu bloodline cultivator?"

"It's true that I'm not a Tianfu bloodline cultivator, but I didn't say I'm not a Tianfu cultivator. Wu Fuling laughed again, he seemed to be sly laughing, but a terrifying smiling face still couldn't reveal his true emotions.

"You have the breath of the Celestials on you. Wu Fuling repeated again, and then immediately said: "You still have the breath of the ancestor on your body." ”

"Old Ancestor?" This time Han Xiao was even more puzzled, he was now feeling more and more gloomy about this terrifying old monster, even if Han Xiao encountered Qinghuang, Ma Liang and their super powerhouses have never had such a feeling, this feeling made Han Xiao suddenly think of the sleeper blood demon old monster he had killed, in fact, think about it carefully, the more they were not the top powerhouses back then, the more evil they will reveal after they wake up, on the contrary, those top super powerhouses have a bit of righteousness on their bodies after waking up, and Han Xiao doesn't know why this difference appears, but he still distinguishes it.

The Wu Fuling in front of him gave Han Xiao this feeling, his whole body was full of evil, not only his appearance, but the breath of the whole person was transmitting this feeling, and the most important thing was that the strange feeling of the other party made Han Xiao already aware of the dangerous aura.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just suddenly a little emotional. Wu Fuling smiled again: "Can you tell me about the matter between you and the ancestor?"

"Who is the ancestor you are talking about?" Han Xiao said with some anger, he already hated the way the other party spoke like a dumb riddle.

"Oh, yes, I haven't made it clear yet. Wu Fuling apologized a little and said, "It's Qin Zhan Ancestor, the leader of the bloody army." ”

"Qin Zhan?Bloody Killing Army?" Hearing these two titles, a group of monks riding flying beasts and holding spears immediately flashed in Han Xiao's mind, as well as the old man Qin Zhan, who always liked to carry his hands behind his back and looked leisurely.

"Senior Qin Zhan is your ancestor?" asked Han Xiao with some surprise.

Wu Fuling nodded: "I was born in the Blood River Realm, and I followed my ancestor to take refuge under the command of the God King, maybe it was really my luck that I got the guidance of the God King several times, and finally cultivated a good cultivation." ”

"If you can cultivate to the rank of the strong, how can you be unlucky. Han Xiao said with emotion, then thought about it, organized the language and said everything he had experienced on the West Coast.

In fact, the first battle on the West Coast of that year was an indelible wound in Han Xiao's heart until now, in that battle, Brahma finally died, and Li Mu also went to extinction, and the Qin War and the Blood Killing Army before them actually exhausted all their strength and completely annihilated between heaven and earth, and in the end, Pang Ying also chose to die with the Void Beast, there were too many people who died in that battle, and there were too many people who died who had something to do with Han Xiao, and every time I thought of that battle, Han Xiao couldn't help but feel a little in a trance.

Pang Ying is the second time to listen to Han Xiao talk about the battle of the year, and Pang Ying himself sometimes wonders why he can't help but be enthusiastic when he listens to the process of this battle, which is completely a state of excitement, which makes Pang Ying always fall into a state of doubt.

Of course, this is also Han Xiao's deliberate, although he tried his best to prevent Pang Ying from finally becoming the kind of person in the past, but on the other hand, Han Xiao still wanted Pang Ying to know what kind of person he used to be, although Zheng He said more than once that Pang Ying could no longer remember anything in the past, but Han Xiao still chose to tell it in this way very contradictory.

Wu Fuling listened to Han Xiao's story very calmly, when he learned that all the Blood Killing Army and Qin Zhan Ancestor were wiped out in the battle with the Beast God, his originally gloomy eyes now became even more godless, and after a long time, Wu Fuling sighed and said, "It's a pity that the Ancestor is strong in battle. ”

After speaking, Wu Fuling suddenly stood up, when he stood up and sat down, there was actually not much difference between him and sitting down, the huge Luo pot on his back made him unable to straighten his waist at all, and when he stood up, even the whole person was in a state of bending over, and he still needed to look up hard to look directly at Han Xiao, and in this way, it was as if he was groveling and talking to Han Xiao, which looked completely inconsistent with his strong temperament.

Han Xiao subconsciously stepped back, perhaps out of respect for the strong, he didn't want to see Wu Fuling show such an embarrassed side.

"Senior, what are you going to do?" asked Han Xiao after stepping back.

"What do you want to do when you come to the Tianyuan Tribe?" Wu Fuling suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Han Xiao was stunned for a while, and didn't know how to answer for a while, Pang Ying changed color slightly beside Han Xiao, of course he knew what they came for, of course, it was to conquer the Tianyuan tribe, and then continue to fight, only in this way can he recruit enough monks to pull the boat for Zheng He, but at this time, if this purpose is really said, God knows what this old monster will do, anyway, in Pang Ying's opinion, there must be a lot of trouble.

While Han Xiao was still hesitating, Wu Fuling suddenly said, "Are you interested in helping me a little favor?"