Seeing the curious expressions of the four of them, Meng sighed and said, "The Tianjiao War is a grand event in the Great Wilderness, and every hundred years, there will be a Tianjiao War.

Ninety-five years have passed since the last Tianjiao War.

In five years, the battle will start again. ”

His gaze swept over the faces of the four people, and finally fixed on Zishu's face.

He pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know the specifics, I still have to ask Hao Lao to know, after all, he is the one who witnessed the last Tianjiao battle." ”

"Let's go, let's go to Hao Lao's place together. ”

Standing up violently, everyone followed him to the door of the library pavilion.

Hao Lao still sat on the stone chair, closed his eyes and rested.

"Hao Lao!" he shouted respectfully.

Hearing this, Hao Lao slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Meng, and a few people behind him, and said slowly: "It's the patriarch, why do you have time to come here today?"

"That's right, Zishu They went out this time and met people from the Hydra Tribe. One of them would discharge electricity and was killed by Zishu.

I guess that person should be the seed of the Hydra Division, and there are still five years, which is a hundred years of prosperity, and I want to ask about the specific situation of the Tianjiao War. ”

"Discharge?"

"That should be the comprehension of thunder and lightning. How big is that person?" Hao Lao's eyelids, which had been drooping, were propped up.

"I think I'm eighteen or nineteen years old. Yuan Feng replied.

"At the age of eighteen or nineteen, you can comprehend supernatural powers, and it seems that you are undoubtedly a seeded player. ”

After Hao Lao finished speaking, he turned his head, looked at Zishu with sparkling eyes and asked, "You killed that kid who comprehended supernatural powers?"

"Well, well, I thought that my eldest brother was killed by him, and when I was angry, I hit him a little hard, and he was indeed killed by me. ”

Zishu was looked at by Hao Lao's gaze and said a little uncomfortably.

"Well done, what are the Hydra people? They were just a bunch of guys who looked at us. Now they dare to bully us. ”

Hao Lao suddenly slapped his palm on the chair, and with a click, the armrest of the stone chair shattered in the surprised eyes of everyone.......

Hao Lao calmly withdrew his hand, stood up, looked at Meng and asked, "Do you want Zishu to participate in the Tianjiao Battle?"

At this moment, Zishu felt that Hao Lao's momentum was very strong, and his originally slightly hunched back was straightened.

Meng bowed his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, you know the current situation of the tribe.

This time, Zishu killed the seeded players of the Hydra Division, and they will definitely not give up.

The battle of Tianjiao is an opportunity. ”

This is an opportunity for the tribe to get out of the predicament and reach the top.

When Hao Lao heard this, his eyes turned to Zishu, he seemed to be looking at her, and he seemed to be looking at other people through her.

"Tianjiao is the king, and he is the king in blood, and he will not die in a hundred battles, so he is Tianjiao. ”

"Do you know that once you embark on the road of Tianjiao, if you don't become Tianjiao, it means death. ”

"Do you know how many tribes there are in my Tiemu County, and how many people participate in the Tianjiao War each time?"

"Are you really willing to send your daughter to her death?"

Hao Lao said one sentence after another, making Meng hesitate.

He looked at Zishu's gaze and struggled: "This...."

As a father, he was unwilling.

However, as a patriarch, he still wants to fight for the tribe.

Zishu has been listening to it for so long, and it is still a little foggy.

She took a step forward, smiled slightly, and asked, "Grandpa Hao, can you tell me, what is Tianjiao Zhan?"

"The Tianjiao War is a grand event that will be held every hundred years in the Great Wilderness. ”

"All my sons and daughters of the Great Wilderness, as long as they are under the age of twenty-five, can participate. ”

"We have ten prefectures, a hundred counties, and a thousand cities in the Great Wilderness. ”

"These ten prefectures represent the ten high-grade tribes. ”

"Under the ten prefectures, there are a hundred counties. These 100 counties represent a hundred middle-grade tribes. ”

"Under the hundred counties, there are thousands of cities, and these thousand cities are also called Tianjiao City. ”

"The city lord of Tianjiao is changed every hundred years, and whoever obtains the position of Tianjiao can succeed to the position of the city lord. ”

"Do you know what that means?"

"What does that mean?" asked the wolf fangs on the side.

"It means death. ”

"Do you know how many tribes there are in the Great Wilderness, and how many people will go to participate in the Tianjiao War?"

The crowd shook their heads.

"In the last Tianjiao Battle, in our Tiemu County alone, there were more than 10,000 people participating in the Tianjiao Battle, and in the end, less than 100 people survived. ”

When everyone heard this, they all gasped.

Less than a hundred?

"Everyone else is dead?" asked in a somewhat hoarse voice.

When he asked this, his eyes couldn't help but sweep to the white and well-behaved daughter on the side.

"Yes, they're all dead. ”

"Some of them died on the way to the Tianjiao battle, some were killed by fierce beasts, and some were killed by the contestants. ”

"Last time, we Qingyan, did anyone participate?" Zishu asked suddenly.

As soon as Zishu's words fell, Hao Lao's body shook violently, and where he was standing, a strong killing intent suddenly erupted.

With a "bang", the stone chair behind him exploded in an instant and shattered into powder.

Meng Hefeng hurriedly escorted Zishu and the four of them back more than ten meters before stopping.

This will Hao Lao's white hair is windless, his fists are clenched, and his eyes are full of sorrow and anger.

It took a while for his emotions to calm down, and he reverted to the old man who was dying.

Meng Kazufeng was relieved to see him return to normal, and they looked at each other.

After so many years, it was the first time they had seen Hao Lao's gaffe.

If he hadn't broken out today, they wouldn't have known that Hao Lao's cultivation was so high.

With this momentum, how can he be a powerhouse above the transformation realm, right?

It turns out that they Qingyan also have masters.

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Meng saw that Hao Lao had recovered, so he brought everyone over.

"Ahem, cough, cough"

"Hao Lao!"

Hao Lao covered his mouth and coughed for a while, waved his hand, and said, "I'm fine, scared you?"

"Alas, I haven't done it for decades, if it weren't for you mentioning the Tianjiao War today, I might... ”

"The sky is arrogant, and the bloody wind is blowing. ”

"If the tribe can produce a Tianjiao, then the tribe where this Tianjiao is located will also take off together. ”

"And our Qingyan tribe began to fall because of the last Tianjiao battle. ”

"Why? Could it be that my clan's Tianjiao died in battle?" Zishu asked suspiciously.

"No, our Qingyan won. In the last Tianjiao battle, we produced a genius in Qingyan, and his name was Chihuo. ”

"At that time, our Qingyan tribe was not as depressed as it is now, then we had thousands of warriors alone, and our clan not only had several elders who had transformed into the mortal realm, but the patriarch had even reached the realm of the spirit of cultivation. ”

"At that time, in Qingyan, ordinary warriors could cultivate to four or five changes. ”

"Chihuo, he's the best of our generation. ”

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