Xiuzhen Blood Shadow Chapter 804 Immortal Xuan Clan
I saw a large crowd of people flying out of the many buildings in the distance, some of them men and women, dressed plainly, but when they flew in, they did not dare to get too close, but looked at them from a distance.
In the buildings below, there were some children in it with wide eyes and looking at where Wang Lin was.
Wang Lin was stunned for a moment when he saw these people, it was obvious that the people living here were an entire clan of the Immortal Relic Clan, and these people had existed here for I don't know how many years, and they had survived to this day.
Those who flew out of the sky kept retreating as Wang Lin approached, as if they didn't dare to approach, and many of them had fear in their eyes.
The old man who led the way in front of Wang Lin immediately turned gloomy at this moment, and said a few words in a strange language to the clansmen who flew out in front of him.
The people who flew out were silent one by one and dispersed from each other, and the old man hurriedly turned to look at Wang Lin and said respectfully: "Immortal, please, this is where my clan lives." ”
As he spoke, the old man descended, stopped in one of the tallest buildings in the place, and stood bent aside.
Wang Lin's body fell to the ground, his eyes flashed, his divine sense spread out, and although he was sure that it was okay, he didn't enter, but said slowly: "It's okay here, you don't need to go in." ”
The old man was stunned for a moment, then his face showed bitterness, and he did not continue to invite, but nodded.
In the sky, the people of the Immortal Relic Clan immediately condensed and gathered around, all of them looking nervous and staring at each other. "Shangxian ......" Before the old man Pi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Lin, Wang Lin looked calm at the moment, looked at the old man, and said dryly: "People here, why do you have that kind of terrifying sunlight after seeing me?"
The bitterness on the old man's face was even thicker, and after a moment of silence, he sighed and said: "The people of the fairy world, I haven't been here for a long time, and the fairy king seems to have abandoned us. If it weren't for the fact that there is a record in the classics of my Immortal Xuan clan, I am afraid that the people will not recognize the identity of the immortals, let alone other clansmen. ”
Wang Lin didn't speak, just looked at the other party calmly.
The old man hesitated for a moment, and said, "Our clan has been ordered by the Immortal King to guard the Xuanyin Ding for generations, but since 30,000 years ago, the Xuanyin Ding has been opened once every hundred years, and every time it is opened, a large black mist will be sprayed from within it, and those black mist will turn into demon beasts, and there are even extremely powerful ones among them, who can turn into human form.
In the past 30,000 years, our people have died in the form of mist beasts, and countless people have died in human form, so since then, almost all strangers who have appeared here have been transformed by mist. As for the people of my clan because of the rune branding, those fog beasts are not transfigured.
It's just that in this way, the appearance of the upper immortals, except for the lower people, who can see that they are immortals, the rest of the clansmen have no distinction, and even for the words of the lower people, they are a little disbelieving, and they are still not sure whether the upper immortals are transformed by fog beasts......"
The old man sighed and explained the reason.
Wang Lin nodded slightly, although this old man has a certain degree of credibility, combined with the things before and after and the expressions and eyes of the people around him, it is a bit like what the old man said.
"Xuanyin Ding, where is it?" Wang Lin said calmly after a short silence.
The old man said respectfully: "In the forbidden land of my clan, the immortals are going now?"
Wang Lin pondered for a while and nodded, he wanted to take a look, what is this Xuanyin Ding The old man was about to speak, but at this moment, suddenly a loud shout suddenly came from the crowd in the four reckless skies.
"Ancestors can't take this person to Xuanyin Ding!" The sound was like thunder, echoing with a rumbling, and at the same time, the crowd in the sky dispersed a passage, only to see a big man about one foot tall, with his upper body, stepping into the void step by step.
The upper body of this person was filled with black rune marks, and almost all over his body was densely packed, and even his neck and face were covered by this text.
In the center of the big man's eyebrows, a thirteen-leaf plant squirmed strangely, making his whole person look full of a sense of strangeness.
"Thirteen leaves!" Wang Lin's eyes froze, and in his impression, the immortal relics of the Vermilion Bird Star, Qin Duo, was the first ancestor of the eleventh leaves.
"Equivalent to Yang Shi Monk......" Wang Lin's expression was as usual, and he looked at the big man coldly.
After a few steps, this big man stepped directly, and his appearance immediately caused bursts of cheers from the surrounding immortal relics clansmen, and their expressions were even more reverent.
"Tashan, don't be disrespectful to the immortals!" The old man beside Wang Lin suddenly shouted.
The big man showed a cold glint in his eyes, stared at the old man, and sneered: "Ancestor, you are old, you can't think of the madness of immortals, in this world, I am afraid that there are no immortals at all, and the classics of the ancestors are all made up." Otherwise, for the sake of these countless thousands of years, my clan has never seen a single immortal come here!"
"Shut up, my Immortal Xuan Clan has been the messenger of the immortals in the world since ancient times, if there are no immortals, how can our clan survive! Besides, the immortal king's immortal oracle was thrown here, do you dare to believe it?" The old man's face was gloomy and he shouted.
"Believe? The so-called Immortal King is just the remnant of a powerful person's divine consciousness, how can I believe it? To believe in a divine consciousness left countless thousands of years ago, I believe in my own power even more!" The big man shook his right hand, and his eyes showed strong confidence.
"It's a big rebellion!" The old man's body trembled, pointed at the big man, gritted his teeth, and said, "You ......."
"I don't go against the grain, so what, immortals, immortals, my clan has been guarding the Xuanyin Ding in accordance with the immortal oracle for countless years in this Netherworld Beast, what can I get in exchange? It is the fog beast in the Xuanyin Ding, it is the death of the clansmen one by one! When the fog beast kills the people of my clan, where are the immortals? Ancestor, don't mention the immortals again, today, even if this person is really an immortal, I will kill the immortals in Tashan!"
As he spoke, the big man's eyes fell on Wang Lin suddenly, with a cold expression, he suddenly took a step forward, and in an instant, he came to Wang Lin and blasted out with a punch.
This punch burst out, and there was a loud banging sound immediately, but when I saw a series of talismans and voids come out, forming a circular arrangement around this big man's fist, as if it contained a strange array.
"Immortal, take out your immortal power, let me see, what are immortals called immortals!"
Wang Lin's eyes were cold, he knew the Immortal Relic Clan very well, this person was obviously not a charmer, but a powerful talisman in the flesh This plot is not a pass, but a very important plot to resurrect Li Muwan...... Continue to code words, code words, everyone don't care.