Proud Eagle's divine thoughts are different from ordinary people, more than several times stronger than others, but the vast sea of trees is vast, even if he does it with all his might, it is only one of the corners. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the beginning, the place that separated from Mengjian was the west of the imperial city of the Northern Qi Kingdom, which was close to the coast of the North Sea, so the proud eagle had never stepped into the forest, lest he miss something, and took the little rabbit to the west.

It is imperative that he first find the matter of Meng Jian and Jiang Shuiyun's deception, if it weren't for Gao Yi telling him about the land of the ancestors, I am afraid that he would not know how dangerous it is here.

As for the female who has rushed to the Northern Qi Kingdom, Ao Ying didn't dare to face it, so he had to stay away, looking for the three people who were Meng Jian at this moment, each body was superb, and the little rabbit was led by Ao Ying at this time, and he frequently hurried away with escape techniques.

"Found it..."After three days of searching, he finally found the location of Mengjian, and felt the breath of Mengjian, and Aoying's heart finally fell.

Disappeared from the place with the little rabbit, but when it appeared, it was in a place where foreigners lived, and at this moment Mengjian was hanging from a tree, surrounded by people of different shapes, except for some humanoids, and people were fundamentally different from people.

Some have three legs, some have horns on their heads, and some have four hands and two heads, which is really strange to look at, the moment the proud eagle appears, the breath has not yet solidified, and it is perceived by the people around it.

"Let him go!" said Aoying, pointing to Meng Jian, who was already unconscious and in tatters.

"Adassol granules are so-and-so?" the tallest of them all, with a stone stick in his hand, covered with inscriptions in dark red, pointed at the proud eagle and said.

"What did he say?" the little rabbit looked at the eagle in confusion.

"He's asking who we are, speaking the language of the ancient clans," said the packer, who gathered behind him, and then stepped forward, and under the gaze of the crowd, an old man stood there.

According to the story of the pack, when Meng Jian came to the forest, because of the language barrier between each other, and they were both ferocious, they caused trouble at once, and they were captured alive, and after waiting for the auspicious day, they were ready to use it to sacrifice to the gods.

At the request of the Proud Eagle, the pack also told the other party the Proud Eagle's request, but the other party obviously would not be so easy to obey, although the Proud Eagle came here with a lot of means, but for these ancestors, they were the original form of the human race.

Although the eagle talks to him, he learns very quickly, and learns a lot about the beginning of the Terrans...

The human race in ancient times was not what it was at this moment...

Some are as huge as mountains, some are as high as mountains, some are strange in appearance, and some are powerful, they are the original human race, not the human race that dominates the world at this moment.

It's just that the battle between gods and demons in ancient times has led to the fall of too many strong people, and at the same time, the world has been turned upside down, the rivers and seas have been flooded, the heavens and the earth have collapsed, and countless deaths and injuries have been lost, and many races have been extinct, and some of the remaining races are surviving.

The transition from the Three Emperors to the Five Emperors is also the sublimation of the Terran self, and it is also the most important transformation of the Terran race...

The human emperor Fuxi established a common ethics, so that the ancient human race no longer rested on its laurels, so that there were intermarriages between many races, and their offspring were taken from each other's parents.

After thousands of years of continuous evolution, the ancestors in front of them slowly transformed into the human race that dominates the world at this moment, but there are also some human races that still retain their original appearance.

The tide of the Five Emperors era made the human race gradually stable, and the war between gods and demons at that time, the most casualties were none other than the ancient human race left over from the Three Emperors period.

They cultivate to the heavens, but they don't have the slightest appearance of the human race at this moment, they look more like gods and demons at this time, the tall and majestic god body, in the eyes of the world, is a monster that destroys the world and destroys the world, and the strange god body seems to be a wild alien race at this moment.

Gradually... The ancestors of the wild land were forgotten, banished, and driven into this boundless land of ancestors, hidden in the jungle that the world could not see, and lived in isolation.

They are the original appearance of the human race, the past that people want to forget, when the human race is respected today, and the human race dominates the heaven and earth, even the god race and the demon race dare not touch its edge.

However, the human race in the land of the ancestors seems to see their ugly past, and the hair and blood are strange, which is why the ancient emperors will leave their wills one after another, not to invade this vast sea of trees, because they know who lives here.

At this moment, far away in the imperial city of the Northern Qi Kingdom, the female lu appeared directly on the imperial city of the Northern Qi Kingdom without any taboos, looking at the imperial city at her feet, the innate gossip was created by the human emperor Fuxi, and only the emperor would know about it in ancient times.

"What kind of person! dare to spread wild on the imperial city!" The guards who stayed in the imperial city saw the appearance of the female rue and raised their troops to greet them.

But the maiden didn't pay any attention to this, she closed her eyes and felt it, and looked at the palace, where the three breaths made her a little afraid to act rashly.

Emperor Jiang felt that a strong man was coming, but when he saw the female hermit, he had no impression of the female in his memory, but before he could ask, he saw that from the inner court of the palace, Wu Luo actually walked out in person.

Wu Luo lifted his black coat and hat, looked at the female lu standing above the imperial city at the moment, and volleyed up step by step, until he stood opposite the female herm.

"Princess..."Wu Luo bowed slightly with some excitement.

"Are you?" the nu didn't know this person, but she knew that the witch in front of her was a sacrifice, and even in ancient times, he was a strong man who could be a high priest.

"Wu Luo... One of the ancestors of Lingshan, he followed the high priest in ancient times, and once visited the sky together, when the princess was still in the imperial city..."Wu Luo whispered, as if reminiscing about the ancient times.

"Ancestral witch... You people, who united to found the Wu Clan, did not keep the ancient inheritance, but raised your own worth, pretended to be high-minded, and exercised divine power... And the face to tell me about antiquity!" said with some disdain, in the face of one of the ancestral witches, who had cultivated to be the strongest witch, the female lu had not changed in any way.

Even if there are still the three major Saint Realm powerhouses in the Imperial City at this moment, including the Emperor Taishang, Nulu not only has the identity of the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven, but also has the real blood of the Emperor.

Wu Luo heard about the wind thorn of the female lu, and he couldn't hold his face, since the establishment of the Wu clan, it was the period of the Five Emperors, and the high priests of all clans had no choice but to act...

The sacrifices that came with them were supposed to save the dead and help the wounded, but the ancient emperors fell one after another, and the sacrifices were scattered, and they had no self-protection at all, but were killed by other races in the wilderness.

Therefore, there is black witchcraft, many sacrifices are united, it is better to ask for others than to choose to save themselves, the witch clan in the Lingshan is strong, if it is not because of the tragic situation of the ancients, there will be no glory today.

But over time, saving the dead and helping the wounded will inevitably leave connections, in the eyes of others, witchcraft is comparable to the magic of the general mastery of life and death, so it is worshiped as a god by many races, no one dares to compete with the witch race, in the wilderness... To be an enemy of the Wicans is to dance with the Grim Reaper. (To be continued.) )