Could it be that the few human races who passed by here just now are disguised as aliens, Long Xiaohan's heart trembled slightly, among the alien races, there are many people who are good at disguising themselves as human races, such as the ghost cave clan who has a high status among the alien races, which is mysterious and unpredictable.

However, with the status of the Ghost Cave Clan, he should go to the battlefields of the Heavens, and he will not appear at the junction of the two Heavens.

Long Xiaohan took a step forward, came to the two elders, and said, "Two elders, there seems to be something wrong around!"

Elder Xi and Elder Yin glanced at each other, and the disciples of Shuiyun Sect were also nervous, and the two elders released their spiritual power to probe around, and they didn't find a trace of abnormality, and they couldn't help frowning slightly.

Elder Xi looked at Long Xiaohan and said, "We didn't detect any anomalies, did you find anything?"

Elder Yin also set his eyes on Long Xiaohan, and all the disciples of the Shuiyun Sect also looked at Long Xiaohan, and even the two elders didn't find anything, could it be that he discovered something in a spiritual saint fifth-order casual cultivator?

Long Xiaohan was reminded by the co-worker, urging the dragon shadow in his eyes, and indeed felt that there were many more spatial fluctuations around him, could it be that he couldn't feel it with the cultivation of the two elders?

Gonggong smiled: "Fuxi boy, those alien races are hidden in the space, this time there are three alien races who are not inferior to the two elders of Shuiyunmen, they are proficient in spatial ability, and if they want to hide without moving, these two little girls will not be able to detect it." ”

Gonggong called the two elders a little girl, Long Xiaohan couldn't help but be a little speechless, but Gonggong is an ancient person, so it is also appropriate.

Long Xiaohan said softly: "I am a spiritual cultivator, and my feelings around me fluctuate even more strongly. ”

"It turned out to be a feeling ......"

Everyone smiled helplessly, and Elder Xi smiled: "Don't worry, this place has not even reached the junction of Yuxiao and Yuxiao, and it still belongs to Yuxiao's sphere of influence, and the alien race does not have the courage to come here." ”

Elder Silver nodded and said, "Even if there is an ambush of the alien race, it is also in the junction area of the two places, and they dare not come here. ”

Long Xiaohan still wanted to speak, but the two elders gave the order to set off, so they had to be more careful and vigilant around.

Han Ling came to Long Xiaohan's side and said with a smile: "I am also a spiritual cultivator, I am a big realm higher than your cultivation and turned a corner, I didn't feel anything, don't worry." ”

Long Xiaohan didn't answer, he was still vigilant around, no, no, there was indeed a different race, Long Xiaohan urged the two dragon shadows in his eyes to the extreme, and he could clearly see that the space was wrinkled.

One-fifth of the Candle Dragon's Eye is also known as the Eye Realm, which has far more vision than ordinary people, but it can't see through the void, it only expands the vision of normal people, so Long Xiaohan only saw a trace of the folds of space, but couldn't see the inside of the space.

Han Ling saw that Long Xiaohan didn't pay attention to herself, so she pursed her lips, she also opened her spiritual sense to scan, and she didn't find a trace of strangeness at all, so she didn't care about it anymore.

The more the group went forward, the more intense the fluctuations Long Xiaohan felt, and there were many alien races around looking at them, Long Xiaohan stubbornly walked over from the gaze of these alien races.

He used the eye of the candle dragon, and he was reminded by the co-workers, and he couldn't explain it to the two elders of Shuiyunmen at all, so he had to hope that the alien race would not come too much this time.

Gonggong said that the alien race hidden in the space has three existences that can rival the two elders, which makes Long Xiaohan can't help but feel numb, and the alien race he encountered this time is obviously not the half-blood alien race that survived the sword rain storm between the two skies.

There is a big mountain in front of him, blocking everyone's way, called Guleng Mountain, Long Xiaohan saw this big mountain, he couldn't help but be silent, looking at the 10,000-meter-high mountain standing in front, everyone was silent, and bowed lightly to Guleng Mountain.

A hundred years ago, Yuxiao was in danger of being destroyed, and the Holy Lotus Sect sent 5,000 elite disciples to set out from Yunxiao, and it was here that Yuxiao Portal fought with 60,000 alien troops, and fought with their lives to behead 50,000 troops here.

Five thousand Holy Lotus soldiers died here, the corpses piled up into a mountain, after a hundred years, it became a big mountain, the undead are not dead, the bones are not cold, the heart and blood are not cold, named the bone cold mountain, the bones are not cold, the blood is not cold!

Including the two elders, all the disciples of the Shuiyun Sect bowed to Guleng Mountain, but Long Xiaohan did not salute.

Sixth Senior Sister Ziyu saw that Long Xiaohan did not salute, and said in a low voice: "Mo Xiao Han, this is the mountain where the corpses of the five thousand elite warriors of the Holy Lotus Sect have been transformed. ”

Long Xiaohan didn't move when he heard this, Ziyu raised her eyebrows, didn't she say it clearly, he wouldn't know about the Holy Lotus Sect, right?

Everyone looked at Long Xiaohan suspiciously, and there were many disciples with a trace of anger in their eyes, they could not respect the heavens and the earth, but they could not disrespect the cold mountain, and the entire Jiuxiao knew it.

Not only because of the spirit of the five thousand warriors of the Holy Lotus Sect, but also because they were the gods of war of the Holy Lotus Sect, and they did everything they could to make the fifty thousand alien army far outnumbered by them hate.

In the five-hundred-year war between the human race and the alien race, no sect was able to achieve such a feat, and in the end, Yuxiao was saved from overturning and the alien race was beaten out of the rain, but the five thousand Holy Lotus Lang'er stayed in Yuxiao forever, and in the end, he did not return to Yunxiao and was not buried in his homeland.

Bone Cold Mountain, the sky above the head, the foot on the earth, you can not respect the blue sky, do not respect the soil, do not respect the bone cold mountain!

The bones are not cold, the blood is not cold!

The bones and blood are not cold, the souls of the dead are not lost, the disciples of the Holy Lotus, how can they salute!

As long as it is a disciple of the Holy Lotus, no one is allowed to salute!

Five thousand senior brothers and sisters, they looked at the nine skies, looked up and could see the blue sky and the moon, leaning over to carry the fluorescent lanterns.

Gonggong didn't know when it appeared in Long Xiaohan's mind, he looked at the bone cold mountain in front of him, and couldn't help but say in surprise: "Its blood is yellow, the tail hugs the sun and the moon, the dragon is too empty, the snake scales are clear, the blood is vigorous, and the heart trembles like thunder, there are so many Lei Ze bloodlines here!"

The tone of the co-worker was full of surprise, obviously very incredible.

Long Xiaohan felt a slight sadness in his heart, and when he heard what the co-workers said, he couldn't help asking, "Lei Ze's Clan?"

Gonggong scratched his head again and muttered: "No, no, it's not the Lei Ze clan, this blood breath is not the Lei Ze ......"

Gonggong even went crazy in the end, his mood was extremely unstable, Long Xiaohan hurriedly said: "Gonggong, what's going on?"

The momentum of the co-workers was released in the sea of Longxiao Han's knowledge, stirring and churning the sea of Longxiaohan's knowledge, and finally, the co-workers gradually quieted down, sighed lightly, and said: "Here, it is the bloodline of the Xuanyuan clan!"

"Xuanyuan Clan!" Long Xiaohan understood that this must be another ancient god clan.

Gonggong seemed to see Long Xiaohan's thoughts, and said: "The Xuanyuan clan is not an ancient god race, and it is only a thousand years away from now, Cangyuan Continent, it was Emperor Xuanyuan who led the human race to pacify the war of the demon race and kill the demon god Chiyou, and at that time even the alien race was not born. ”

Long Xiaohan's heart trembled slightly, the demon race, he had never heard of this race, and it was extinct in Cangyuan before the alien race appeared.

Through Long Xiaohan's eyes and perception, Gonggong felt the breath of the blood of Gu Leng Mountain, and thus recognized the blood of Xuanyuan.

Long Xiao Han said, "You mean, the five thousand Holy Lotus warriors here are all Xuanyuan bloodline?"

Gonggong nodded and said: "Actually, the Xuanyuan clan is a descendant of Fuxi, I said earlier, the Fuxi clan is the ancestor of humanity, and the Nuwa clan created the most magnificent Shenzhou civilization, and the descendants of the Hou clan are basically descendants of Fuxi. ”

The disciples of Shuiyunmen frowned slightly when they saw Long Xiaohan saluting to the Bone Leng Mountain, and Elder Xi and Elder Yin also looked displeased, it was the heroes of the human race who were sleeping here!

Seeing this, Mo Li coughed lightly again, and said, "Mo Xiao Han, Holy Lotus disciple is here again, shouldn't you salute?"

Han Ling also looked at Long Xiaohan in puzzlement.

Long Xiaohan shook his head slightly, indicating his attitude, the disciples of the Holy Lotus Sect would not salute, because, in the Holy Lotus Sect, these five thousand seniors did not die.

A cold wind blew from the Bone Cold Mountain, and a wail came out, as if angry, something angered the heroic spirits here.

Lan Yanyu, the eighth senior sister who had never spoken, sneered: "Some people disrespect the heroic spirit, people and gods are angry, and the heroes who are sleeping here are angry. ”

Long Xiaohan frowned slightly, of course he knew why Gu Leng Mountain was like this, there were so many foreign races around, how not to be angry when the disciples of the Holy Lotus Sect saw it, Gu Leng Mountain, it was the foreign races who were angry, not the disciples of the Holy Lotus Sect!

The faces of the two elders Xi and Yin also changed, but the bones of the cold mountain were angry, and the eyes of the two elders looking at Long Xiaohan were also slightly cold.

Han Ling and Ziyu glanced at each other, not knowing what to say, Mo Li said to Long Xiaohan: "Master Mo, you should bow down to Guleng Mountain, after all, we still have to pass through Guleng Mountain." ”

Lan Yanyu snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "As a human race, you can't even salute the heroes of the Holy Lotus Sect, what qualifications do you have to be a human race, you will be scolded by the Nine Heavens Human Race." ”

The other disciples of Shuiyunmen also looked at Long Xiaohan with gloomy faces, Long Xiaohan did not salute, which did make their opinion of Long Xiaohan change.

Long Xiaohan looked at Lan Yanyu, I don't know why she was so excited, even if she didn't salute Gu Leng Mountain, she didn't need to be so extreme.

At this moment, Long Xiaohan's pupils contracted suddenly, and the two dragon shadows in his eyes were urged by Long Xiaohan to the extreme, behind the purple rain, the space fluctuated violently, but it did not touch the current space, but two layers of space!

If the real space is touched, with the strength of the two elders, it will definitely be able to detect it, but the alien race used the spatial overlapping method to hide the two elders.

"Be careful!"

Before Long Xiaohan could shout, a thunderbolt in his hand hit Ziyu with an unstoppable momentum.

Everyone looked at this scene in horror, even Ziyu herself was stunned, and everyone didn't understand why Mo Xiaohan suddenly wanted to make a move on Senior Sister Ziyu.

The thunder hit Ziyu at great speed, Ziyu was stunned for a moment, the thunder had already arrived in front of him, and it was too late for the two elders to make a move.

Ziyu's beautiful eyes slowly closed, she didn't expect that she would die at the hands of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, if she was not cultivating the Dao, but cultivating the spirit, she could block this thunder with a single thought......