"Descendants of the Ancient Gods?"

He Wuhen narrowed his eyes and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's getting more and more interesting. In my previous life, I didn't stop in Biluotian, so I went directly to the fourth level of Chimingtian. But I didn't know that there were indigenous residents here, which were related to the ancient gods."

"But why did the Emperors who entered here before arrest the people of the Martial Clan?"

The system doll thought for a while and said calmly: "Master, have you ever remembered the annotation of the strange treasure that I read in Jiuyou City?"

He Wuhen recalled for a moment and nodded, "Remember, I saw the way of refining the Heavenly Rage Demon Salute on the annotation of the strange treasures, and at the same time learned about the master of Liu Jiuyou and the Demon Emperor of the Ming Wheel."

Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly, "In the ancient times tens of millions of years ago, it was the Emperor of the Netherworld that led all kinds of conspiracies, causing chaos in the Tianwu world."

"I was the Demon Emperor of the Netherworld and the Emperor of the Heavenly Clan, and fought with me in Chimingtian. It's a pity that I injured them, but let them escape. I don't know, millions of years have passed, are they still alive now?"

As he was talking, He Wuhen suddenly turned off topic, "Ahem, I'm going to go far, baby, please continue."

"The annotation of the strange treasures includes the methods of refining various strange treasures of the demon clan. In addition, there seems to be some evil magic skills, right?"

"It's true." He Wuhen nodded, suddenly remembered a magic skill, and his eyes suddenly shone brightly.

"I remember there is a unique magic skill called blood transformation and refining gods! Using this magic skill, you can refine the blood of creatures of various races and finally purify the blood of the demon gods!"

"Does, doll, what doll means that the heavenly emperors who entered Biluotian before might have a certain demon emperor who used blood transformation to refine the blood of the martial clan?"

The system doll smiled slightly and nodded, "Yes, it's very likely."

"The blood transforms and refines the gods**, extracts the blood of creatures of various races, and the final trace of blood from the demon gods is extremely weak and thin."

"But the Wu clan is a descendant of the gods, with noble and powerful bloodlines. What is finally extracted must be the blood of the ancient gods."

"I don't know much about the relationship between the ancient gods and the demon gods. Just read the book? ·1? · But even a trace of the blood of the ancient gods can make the emperors and the powerful people get great benefits!"

He Wuhen understood it, and when he thought about it again, he suddenly realized it.

"No wonder the old man with white beard refused to tell me the truth. He must be afraid that I would know, so he arrested them and refine their divine blood."

He didn't blame the white-bearded old man, this was just an instinctive reaction to save himself.

If the old man could tell him so much information, he would be content.

"Old man, thank you for telling me so much news..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man with white beard squeezed out a smile and quickly said, "No need to thank you. As long as you can leave as soon as possible, don't disclose our whereabouts, it is the biggest thank you."

He Wuhen was a little speechless. The old man was in a desperate mood to drive people away.

"Old man, you have said before that there are five major domains in Biluotian, southeast, west, north, and middle. You only have millions of martial tribes in the southern domain. No matter how powerful the alien heaven emperors are, they cannot capture all the martial tribes, right?"

After a pause, he continued, "If I guess correctly, there must be many strong people in your martial clan in the southern region, many of whom have not been captured, and they are even fighting against the alien heavenly emperors..."

When he heard this, the old white-bearded man had already changed his face. His eyes were filled with anxiety and worry.

"Young Master, you're thinking too much, go quickly!"

The old man waved his hand and interrupted He Wuhen's words, urging him to leave quickly in an anxious tone.

He Wuhen looked confused and wanted to ask a few more questions.

But at this moment, a strange "woo" sound came from the sky not far away.

In the northwest corner of the cave, a golden light lit up in a stone chamber, and the power of the formation surged out.

"You go quickly. If you don't leave, there will be a disaster. We will all die!"

The white-bearded old man was anxious at that time and even pushed He Wuhen out.

"What happened?" He Wuhen felt something was wrong, so he immediately released his spiritual consciousness and extended it in all directions. "Reading a book?" "Reading a book" 1? "Reading a book?"

When his spiritual sense enveloped 30,000 miles of radius and covered the entire floating island, his face immediately changed.

I saw hundreds of people floating in the sky on all sides of the floating island, all of whom were full of murderous intent.

The hundreds of people were warriors of the martial clan, wearing golden or black armor, holding magic weapons such as spears, war halberds, bows and arrows.

The leader is six powerful men wearing golden armor, and their strength and aura have reached the realm of the Emperor of Heaven.

The remaining ninety black-armored warriors are all masters of the Heavenly Venerable.

Under the leadership and command of the powerful Emperor of the Golden Armor Heaven, many black Armor Heavenly Venerables joined forces to create various Taoist lights and blasted towards the floating island.

The large array hidden inside the floating island was immediately activated, and billions of colorful light columns lit up.

In the blink of an eye, three giant magic circles wrapped the entire floating island.

The terrifying force suppressed it, and the entire floating island began to shake violently, and it was squeezed and deformed.

If the entire floating island is like a big cake, the formation controlled by the strong martial arts clans is like a few big hands, crushing and kneading the big cake and kneading it into a ball.

The cave swayed violently, and a loud "rumbling" sound came from the ground.

Large pieces of rocks and soil were constantly collapsed on the top of the cave, and they fell down with "dongdongdongdongdongdongdong".

Dust was flying, filling the entire cave.

The white-bearded old man and many young men of the martial race and children were all full of despair, shouting and scolding unwillingly.

Under this attack that was enough to destroy the entire floating island, they had no power to resist at all, so they could only close their eyes and wait for death.

He Wuhen and Mu Zichen looked at each other, their faces a little embarrassed.

They had probably guessed what was going on.

In the cave, the gray-headed old people were sighing, the young men and women roaring angrily, and the children were crying loudly.

Death and destruction are coming, and no one can face it calmly.

He Wuhen waved his hand and made a colorful light shield, wrapping more than 30 people from the Martial Clan.

"Swish!"

With a flash of light, he took Mu Zichen and many Wu tribe people to teleport out 80,000 miles, passed through the formation sealed on the floating island, and appeared in the sea of ​​clouds.

More than 30 people from the Martial Clan were full of despair and anger the moment before, thinking that they would definitely die.

At this time, seeing myself leaving the floating island and coming to the sea of ​​clouds, I was immediately surprised and looked at He Wuhen.

The white-bearded old man was stunned for a moment, then he bowed deeply to He Wuhen with sincerity, "Young Master, thank you for your life-saving grace. We will never forget it!"

Other middle-aged and young Wu people, even a few children, bowed to He Wuhen and thanked him for saving his life.

He Wuhen stretched out his hand and raised it with invisible energy to lift everyone up, and said with a smile, "You don't have to do such a big gift, it's just a slight effort."

"And this is also a kind of good cause and good result. Old man, you are worried about our safety, so I can't stand by death and refuse to save you."

The old man with white beard felt a little more emotion after hearing this.

After a while, the emotions of the Wu people gradually calmed down.

At the same time, the floating island tens of thousands of miles away kept rumbling loudly, crushed and destroyed by the formation, and its size was reduced by half and turned into a huge ball.

A cold light flashed in He Wuhen's eyes and said seriously.

"Old man, now you have escaped from death, it's time to tell me the truth, right?"

"Why do the Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Venerable Powerful Ones of the Wu clan attack you and even destroy the entire floating island?"

The white-bearded old man no longer concealed it and sighed, "Oh, I'll tell you, my family is their bait!"

"Bait?" He Wuhen raised his eyebrows and vaguely understood.

The white-bearded old man Yu was furious and continued, "Young Master, I won't hide it from you now."

"You guessed it right. There are millions of tribes in the southern region of the Wu tribe, with many people. After the invasion of those alien heavenly emperors, even if they arrested them, they could not hurt the foundation of the Wu tribe, and it aroused the resistance of our tribe."

"The leader of the Wu tribe in the Southern Region is the wise and divine martial king. The Southern Saint King has hundreds of powerful saints under his command, three million southern patrol guards, and ruled the millions of Wu tribes."

He heard this, He Wuhen nodded slightly and wrote down the names of "Southern Saint King" and "Social Son".

The old man with white beard continued, "Now that the troubled times have come, the Southern Saint King has sent hundreds of saints to lead the southern patrol guards to search and eliminate foreign powers in the southern region."

"This was a great thing, but the methods of the Holy Sons acted differently. Our area is very remote from the Holy City and was ruled by the Holy Son Xu Tian. He sat on Luofu Island and threw us old, weak, sick and disabled on an isolated island as bait to lure the powerful aliens to plunder."

"The southern patrol guards set up formations on each isolated island. Once the foreign powers invade, the entire isolated island will be destroyed. Xu Tian's technique is very cruel, but it can often be effective. Many foreign powers die in this way."

"So that's it." He Wuhen nodded and understood completely.

At the same time, he also sympathized with the white-bearded old man and others even more.

The alien emperors invaded and wanted to plunder them, but the holy sons of their own tribe and the southern patrol guards used them as bait.

Anyway, the left and right are dead, and the white-bearded old man and others are desperate and accept their fate.

At this moment, a shocking "bang" sounded loudly.

The floating island finally exploded, turning into endless dust, illuminating the light of thunder and fire that soared into the sky.

After the explosion, the entire floating island turned into billions of gravel residues, floating in the air, slowly wandering away.

After thousands of years, the residue and gravel will gather again to form a new floating island.

Hundreds of southern patrol guards showed victorious smiles on their faces and cheered.

The six commanders of the southern patrol guards in the Heavenly Emperor realm were talking proudly.

They didn't notice that He Wuhen and Mu Zichen in the sea of ​​clouds were getting colder and colder. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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