The Lord of Tiehuang smiled and said, "This has only lasted half a day. Why should the Lord of Huohuang be in a hurry?"

"This is our territory of Jiuhuang. In the depths of Jiuhuang, are we still afraid of any accidents?"

"This human race woman has blood Jialuo sealed in her body. No one in the Nine Desolations can rival her except the Lord of Thunder and the Lord of Strange Desolations."

"And if you want to refine it, you can only do it by relying on the Thunder Lord's Thunder Abyss Pond."

Yes, this is the land of the Thunder Clan, one of the four tribes in the world, Lei Yuan!

It is also the birthplace of the Thunder Beast, one of the Ten Beasts of Taihuang!

Clang.

Suddenly, the Star Talisman made a clanging sound.

The Lord of Leihuang's eyes turned cold, and he looked directly at Yiyi, "Human, I advise you to be quiet, so as to avoid suffering."

"Don't take chances anymore. This is an absolutely forbidden area for the human race. Don't think that Xiao Yi, the master of the Eighth Palace, can come here to save you."

The Lord of Huohuang sneered, "The master of Xiao Yi Palace has already lost all his cultivation. If he comes, he will only die."

"No, I'm afraid he won't be able to come to us with his life, and he will be the first to die on the edge of the Nine Wastelands where ancient demon clans are densely populated."

Just at this time.

far away.

A bald young man put his hands behind his back, patted his shiny bald head, and walked boredly.

"It can be considered as a release."

"Young Master." Beside him, an old man said respectfully.

The bald young man waved his hand, "Okay, okay, I'll hang out for a while and then go back to practice."

"Uncle Eagle, stop buzzing in my ears."

Saying this, the bald young man glanced around in boredom, and his eyes suddenly fixed on the three great wilderness masters.

"Hey, why does our Lei Yuan have a human aura?" The bald young man looked at him in confusion, and then his eyes fell on Yiyi.

At first glance, the bald young man frowned.

He always felt that he had seen the face of this human race woman somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for the moment.

Moreover, this human woman was bathed in a white light, and he couldn't see it clearly.

"Old slave, go and ask." The old man walked straight towards the three great wilderness masters.

The bald young man thought about it carefully, and suddenly, a memory that had been buried for many years but could never be forgotten came into his mind.

"In the past, the owner would look at the scroll from time to time like a nymphomaniac. The woman in the painting looked so much like this human woman."

The bald young man took a closer look and clapped his hands, "Mother..."

Third update.
Chapter completed!