"Divine Vein Realm Monster Beast," the old man looked solemnly at the moment, he looked deeply at Chaos, and said word by word.
The power of the opponent's blow just now is definitely not something that ordinary monsters of the holy vein level can have.
"Old man, unless the ten great Yan Luos of your ancient Ming come to the world today, the thirteen saints are really not enough for you," Chaos said with a contemptuous smile.
It opened its mouth wide, and the gray mist that surrounded the old man's head like a hellish sea of blood was all sucked into its stomach.
Chaos hiccupped, raised his right paw again, and saw boundless aura surging in the sky, a huge claw condensed out, and grabbed the old man directly.
At this moment, the old man didn't dare to fight, he quickly fled into the void to escape.
Boundless beast power radiated from Chaos, and when the aura around it surged, it solidified the space within a radius of several miles.
The figure of the old man was also forcibly repelled from the void.
Although he is a strong man in the Sacred Vein Realm, under the blockade of the Chaos Divine Vein Realm, there is no way to tear the space in front of him.
The boundless claws fell from the sky, and the sound of "rumbling" echoed in the air.
The paws condensed with aura directly grabbed the old man in the palm of his hand, no matter how the old man resisted, it would be futile.
"Ants like fleas," Chaos snorted coldly, and slapped down hard with his right paw.
There was only a "boom" and the explosion exploded. Although the old man had tried his best to defend, he was still seriously injured by the claws of Chaos, and he was on the verge of death.
However, the injuries on his body are also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, which is the power of the holy vein state.
As long as the soul is immortal, no matter how serious the injury is, it is only a matter of time before he recovers.
...
"Boss, he has no combat effectiveness for the time being," Chaos said as if asking for credit.
Xu Zimo smiled, walked up to the old man, and said, "Should we talk now?"
The old man was silent for a while, and said: "I'm also curious, what are you trying to do to lure me here?"
"Let's change to another place. This place is too close to Hunyuan Ancient City. Maybe the movement just now has attracted some people's attention," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
Afterwards, Chaos was seen carrying the old man, and everyone left together.
Not far from their line of sight, in front of a snow-capped mountain range, everyone stopped.
...
"Actually, I don't have much hatred for you Ancient Ming Clan," Xu Zimo said with a smile, "As long as you tell me something, I can let you go."
"What do you want to know?" the old man asked hoarsely.
"You ancient Ming clan have studied a secret method for tens of thousands of years," Xu Zimo replied.
"You want to know the secret method of combat body fusion?" The old man was startled, then quickly shook his head and said, "It's impossible, even if you kill me, I won't tell you."
"Okay, stop acting," Xu Zimo said with a light smile, "I know better than you what the Hundred Great Wars are.
It's not that I look down on you, but you, the Ancient Ming Clan, are not qualified enough to integrate the Hundred Great Wars. "
Hearing Xu Zimo's words, the old man's expression changed slightly, but he recovered in an instant.
He said lightly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"It's okay, I'll tell you a story and you'll understand," Xu Zimo said with a smile, "Once upon a time there was a time called Manghuang.
The monster race, the giant race, and the immortal race divided the world into three parts, ruling that era.
Among them, the monster race is the strongest, followed by the giant race, followed by the immortal race.
In that era of drinking hair and blood, except for these three major races, the other races were just humble ants in the dust, who were killed wantonly, and were even used as food for the monster race.
In a remote corner of the wild era, there is such a race called Ancient Ming.
The patriarch of this race is a second-year-old and passionate person who often faces injustice in the world and loves to fight against injustice. "
"You are only in the second grade, and that is our lofty dream." The old man interrupted Xu Zimo's words arrogantly, and shouted excitedly: "How can you idiots understand that kind of ambition."
As the old man spoke, his voice suddenly became smaller and smaller. He squatted on the spot in a daze, remembering something, and began to cry.
It's hard to imagine that someone who has experienced countless hardships and who is a strong man in the Sacred Vein would shed tears so easily.
"The patriarch believes that all things in this world are equal, and no one should be born above them."
The old man choked up and began to tell the story of his own race.
"We inadvertently got a thing that can help us gain great power.
After tens of thousands of years of dormancy, the strength of our clan has finally reached an unprecedented peak period.
At that time, in the wild era, there were already over ten thousand races, no one would know about a race named Ancient Ming, and no one would understand what we would bring.
That day, it was raining outside, and the rain was heavy!
The patriarch told us he had no idea what the move would do for the race as a whole, but he never regretted it. "
When the old man said this, his expression became excited again.
"Why are the people of the three major races born high and noble.
And other races can only live humblely.
We wage war, but our purpose is only to defeat the three races and build a fairer and more just world.
We have called on all races other than the three major races to jointly overthrow their rule.
We could have built a prosperous age and moved towards a new era.
Although we also know that there is no real fairness in this world, we can try our best to balance it.
But it is because you idiots dare not resist the rule of the three major races. "
The old man was silent for a long time when he said this, and finally shook his head feeling amused.
"The power of the three major races is too deep in the hearts of the people, and those races dare not unite with us to resist.
Instead, he turned around and helped the three major races deal with us.
That war lasted for tens of thousands of years, and in the end we were almost wiped out.
Failed, failed.
But the world will never know the truth.
We are the ones who should be remembered by the times,
Unfortunately, under the propaganda of the three major races, we have become demons who want to destroy the world.
Became a rat crossing the street that everyone yelled at,
We can only live in the dark sewer,
With his own ambitions and ideals, he lived humblely without any illness. "
Hearing what the old man said, Xu Zimo turned to look at Chaos.
Chaos quickly explained: "The ancestors of the upper realm commanded the war back then, and we were only following orders.
Besides, how did you, a martial artist in the Sacred Vein Realm, survive from the wild age to the present
Why should we believe what you say. "
"It doesn't matter, someone has to stand up, doesn't it?" The old man shook his head with a smile and said, "Even if there is no Gu Ming, then a man named Zhenwu stepped forward and ended everything."
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