Chapter 485 Young Master of the Ancient Clan
"Show me who you really are!"
Hun Lai turned his head wildly, only to be greeted by a huge shock to the back of his head.
"Pa." His soul was trembling, and then he shouted angrily.
"I am already a soul, how could I be knocked unconscious? Is there something wrong with your brain?
Chen Banxian didn't answer, he slapped him persistently.
"That's not necessarily true. No one has done this before, but that doesn't mean it's not possible."
Hun Lai was dumbfounded. The severe pain in his soul made it difficult for him to think about anything, so he could only let it be squeezed.
"Brother Xian, ask quickly, otherwise something will come over."
Ninth saw that he was still playing, calculating the difference in time.
"There is something wrong with the soul travel in this world, and there will be ghosts coming to catch it."
Hun Lai also heard it, and he nodded hurriedly: "Yes, you might as well let me go, it's too late when the ghost is here!"
"Ghost?" Chen Banxian sneered. He pointed to a yellow mud road in the distant clouds and mist, with two underworld creatures standing on it.
It turned out that they had been here a long time ago and had been watching.
"Help me quickly!"
Hun Lai immediately exclaimed and hurriedly tried to stop him: "I want to be reincarnated, I want to be reincarnated!"
As long as he can still practice in his next life and retrieve the memories of his previous life, he will not be considered dead.
"Brother Xian!" Ninth looked solemn and opened the array box again.
"These things are very weird and difficult to deal with with conventional means. All we can do is delay."
"It's not a big problem." Chen Banxian waved his hand casually: "You two over there, kneel down!"
"Haha, are you kidding me?" Hun Lai scoffed disdainfully: "In other worlds, I might worry about you destroying my soul, but here, with the protection of ghosts, all souls are safe."
"I have specifically investigated. The background behind these things is not simple. Even if you are in the ninth or tenth realm, there is nothing you can do about it!"
"You still tell them to kneel down, who do you really think you are? The boss of ghosts?"
As he spoke, Hun Lai looked at Gui Cha, but he only saw Gui Cha kneeling down silently on the yellow mud road.
Hun Lai:! ! !
"What!" He exclaimed, subconsciously turning his head to look behind him, but he couldn't, because the hand was still squeezing him tightly.
"Now, I ask and you answer."
It's the same sentence, but the feeling given to Hun Lai is completely different.
His soul had a vague tendency to dissipate, and he was frightened.
"I ask, you answer!" Hun Lai spoke again, his whole body shaking like chaff: "Brother, you are asking!"
His psychological defense completely collapsed.
"Ahem, sorry, I don't know what to ask yet."
Chen Banxian smiled awkwardly and looked at Jiujiu: "Old Jiu, you should ask."
Ninth took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
Brother Xian is very powerful, he knew it, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful.
The sword spirit was quite courageous and was observing the two ghost figures.
Ninth thought for a moment and asked the question first.
"What is the upper limit of the current realm of the earth?"
This is a question he usually asks to see where the gap between the two sides is.
"The upper limit is now the eighth realm."
"The eighth realm!" This made Ninth's face look ugly. He had used all his strength to break through, but he still couldn't overpower the ancient tribes of the earth.
The upper limit is the eighth realm, which means that all the creatures coming out of the Mirror Ruins are in the eighth realm.
The recovery of the cultivation level of the creatures in the Jingxu does not count, they can only break through. In other words, this number is far more than the number of the creatures in the Jingxu.
Some of their later-transformed tribesmen have also broken through to the eighth realm.
"Who is the first to break through the eighth realm!"
Ninth asked again, Hun Lai didn't dare to hide it, and said honestly: "It's Ying Ziyu."
"From the Night Clan?" Chen Banxian frowned: "It's not easy. That old woman took three hundred years to transform into an eighth-level genius."
"No, it's not transformation." Hun Lai took the initiative to speak: "Ying Ziyu entered the Jingxu when he was still young. He didn't start practicing until he came to Earth."
"He is one of the young masters of the Night Clan, and he has the bloodline of the Silver Armored Corpse!"
This news is even more uncomfortable.
The young master of the Night Clan in its heyday didn't need to think about it to know how good his genetic talent was.
"The ancient tribe is still in trouble." Chen Banxian exerted force on his arms to stop the gangster from turning his head suddenly, "Why do you want to tell us this news?"
"This is an order from the adults of all races!" Hun Lai didn't know why. "The adults also encouraged us to spread the word to all races."
In the ninth thought, he intuitively felt that there was something wrong here, so he asked again: "Are there people like Ying Ziyu?"
"have!"
Hun Lai immediately responded: "Hun Likong from our Hunyuan Clan, Lu Jingzhe from the Fu Zhong Ancient Clan, Qi Dongqing from the Shui An, Xue Qihua from Lu Shu, Shou Shuntian from the Xinggui Clan, etc., there are many!"
The words in Hun Lai's mouth made Chen Banxian and Ninth's hearts sink.
"You have expected this day, haven't you? And you have deliberately left behind the genius seeds in your clan?"
The ninth voice sounded a little more uneasy.
"There are prophets in our clan." Hun Lai was frightened: "I have said everything that needs to be said, just let me go!"
Ninth asked about the distribution of some forces. As expected, this Hun Lai had mastered a lot of knowledge in the Eighth Realm, much more than other ancient tribes before.
"I'm just a transformed tribesman, and I really don't carry much weight. If you let my soul go to reincarnation, it won't have any impact!"
"Brother, brother, I was wrong!" Hun Lai kept bowing, praying for a way out.
"Let you go, of course I will let you go." Chen Banxian waved, and the two ghosts walked here on the yellow mud road.
Every time the ghost takes a step, the yellow mud road automatically takes a step forward until it appears in front of everyone.
"Take him down and torture him. He is not allowed to be reincarnated."
He sneered at the corner of his mouth: "If you tell me, just say it was me."
Hun Lai turned around sharply, but only saw the fog on the yellow mud road.
Don't look back on the yellow mud road.
"Who are you, who are you!"
He roared crazily: "But let me take a look and see who you really are!"
The shrill voice lingered for a long time, and until the end, I didn't know who had tricked me.
"Spies, even death is light!" Chen Banxian showed no mercy. If he really sent the news back to Earth, the human race that had finally settled down would no longer have a way to survive.
"On the earth, there are ancient tribes, covering the sky, and there is darkness and turmoil."
Chen Banxian sighed deeply. In the Qingxuan Realm, there is the Upper Realm above, and immortals cannot be controlled. Yuan Zong, the founder of Taoist Sect, is the best example.
"Only when you are strong and hold the "truth" in your hand can you have the truth."
He deeply understands this truth.
"Lao Jiu, please stay here while I take my leave. I have something else to do."
He walked along the yellow mud road before and found the sword spirit halfway.
The sword was rampaging and panicked.
"Holy shit, shit Master Jian, why can't I find my way back? Damn it, what is this!"
He almost hit Chen Banxian.
"Fuck, take me out of here!"
Chen Banxian smiled: "Master Jian, please come this way."
This yellow mud road is becoming more and more magical, and it can be seen from the side how much the ruthless emperor's cultivation has improved.
"Don't!" The sword spirit twitched: "It's definitely not good for you to call me master. Tell me clearly what you want me to do."
He would go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing, no wonder this boy would take the initiative to come to Him.
"Actually, it's not a big deal." Chen Banxian rubbed his hands: "I just don't know what you think about destiny."
"destiny?"
The sword spirit fell to the yellow mud road with a bang, and all the magic disappeared completely.
"Isn't it? Mr. Jian, are you pretending to be dead for me?"
Those who didn't know thought he was turned off by voice.
"Master Jian, I know you will definitely give me a few words of advice."
He hugged the sword spirit and left Huangni Road, but the latter still made no movement.
But Chen Banxian doesn't give up. He believes that his perseverance will definitely touch the cold metal.
As for destiny, he also obtained it from the ancient tribe. This is the power that can directly design time.
Because he broke through the eighth realm, he didn't have much time to think about it, but after seeing Mr. Fan recently, he became interested in this thing again.
The door to destiny has been opened with hexagram gold, but it is troublesome to take a closer look.
Those threads run through the past, present and future. The past is far away and cannot be seen, and the future is also hazy and difficult to detect.
Speaking of the future, he has to meet Baixiao. This little girl has a big secret.
Ever since Aegwei was kidnapped, Chen Banxian had always cared about her.
At this time, in Baihu City, Baixiao was sorting out materials in Zhou Xiaoming's laboratory.
"The Roundtable has been established recently, which means that the timeline has changed, and things in our world will gradually begin to appear."
"Hey, Xiao Ming, tell me what should I do?"
Zhou Xiaoming didn't speak, but concentrated on studying a lump of meat.
This mass of flesh squirms from side to side. The complete shape cannot be seen, but it can respond to a series of stimuli.
"Hey, just record that thing every day. There is such a long distance between the world of ghosts and us, so there is no use in researching it."
Bai Xiao looked melancholy: "I just hope you don't find me."
However, as soon as he said this, the laboratory door was gently pushed open.
"Xiao Nizi, what do you hope for?"
Bai Xiao was shocked, and she immediately stood up and set up defense in front.
Zhou Xiaoming looked up and then lowered his head to work.
"who!"
With a sharp shout, Bai Xiao drew his weapon: "This is Baihu City, who dares to act wild!"
"My little girl, do you think we can't find you if you escape here?"
"Bah." Zhou Xiaoming turned on the light.
The figure's true appearance was revealed, and she turned out to be a middle-aged woman, with her charm still intact.
It's just that this woman's eyes are not very pretty, they are covered with bloodshot eyes, and the blood is constantly rolling all over her body.
It seems like he is suppressing something.
"Bai Xiao, where are the coordinates you provided?" the woman asked calmly:
"The organization has been waiting and spent so much money to not let you rest alone."
"How did you find the solution?" Compared to the woman's question, Bai Xiao was more shocked.
"It can only be said to be luck. At this time, someone pried those threads."
There were more and more bloodshot eyes in the woman's eyes, and they suddenly exploded.
"It's not stable yet, Bai Xiao. We will find you again soon."