I saw a large group of people flying out of the many buildings in the distance. Among these people, there were men and women, and they were dressed in plain clothes.
In the building below, there are some children inside with their eyes widened, looking at where Wang Lin is.
When Wang Lin saw these people, he was taken aback. Obviously, the entire clan living here was the immortal surviving clan. These people have existed here for so many years, and they have survived until now.
Those flying out of the sky kept backing away when Wang Lin approached, as if afraid to approach. Many of them showed fear in their eyes.
The old man who led the way in front of Wang Lin immediately turned gloomy, and said a few words in a strange language to those flying out in front of the people.
Those who flew out were silent one by one, spreading apart. The old man quickly turned to look at Wang Lin, and said respectfully: "Please, this is where my clan lives."
As the old man said, he descended, stopped in one of the tallest buildings here, and stood aside.
Wang Lin fell to the ground, his eyes flashed, and his divine consciousness swept away. Although he was sure that it was OK, he didn't enter. Instead, he slowly said, "It's okay here, you don't need to go in."
The old man was startled, then his face showed bitterness, and instead of continuing to invite, he nodded.
In the sky, the immortal surviving clan members immediately gathered and surrounded them, all of them nervously, staring straight at them.
"Goddess..."
The old man was interrupted by Wang Lin before he finished speaking. Wang Lin looked calm at the moment, looked at the old man, and said flatly: "Why do people here have such fearful eyes when they see me?"
The old man’s face became more bitter, and after a moment of silence, he sighed and said: "The people of the fairy world have not been here for a long time, and the fairy king seems to have abandoned us. Here, the people are the oldest people. But, let’s not hide the truth, you are the only immortal Xiamin has ever seen in this life. If it weren’t recorded in the classics of my Xianxuan clan, I’m afraid Xiamin would not recognize Shangxian’s identity, let alone Other people."
Wang Lin didn't speak, but looked at the other side calmly.
The old man hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "My clan has been ordered by the Emperor Xiaoyao to guard the Xuanyin Ding for generations. However, since 30,000 years ago, the Xuanyin Ding has been opened once every 100 years. Large patches of black mist will be sprayed out of it, and those black mists will turn into monsters, and there are even more powerful ones among them, which can turn into human forms.
In the past 30,000 years, there have been countless people who died of mist beasts in human form.
So, since then, all strangers who appeared here were almost completely foggy. As for the people of my clan, the fog beasts cannot be transformed because they have runes.
Only in this way, the appearance of the Shangxian, except for the Xianmin, which can be seen to be an immortal, the rest of the tribe can’t tell, and even for the Xianmin’s words, they don’t believe it, and they still dare not be sure whether the Shangxian is from the Fog Beast. change… "
The old man sighed and explained the reason.
Wang Lin nodded slightly. Although the old man had a certain degree of credibility, combined with the things before and after and the expressions and gazes of the people around him, he looked a bit like the old man said.
"Xuan Yin Ding, where is it?"
Wang Lin was silent for a while and said calmly.
The old man respectfully said: "In the forbidden land of my clan, is Shangxian going to go now?"
Wang Lin groaned a little, and nodded, he was going to see what this Xuan Yin Cauldron was!
The old man was about to speak, but at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came out from the crowd in the surrounding sky.
"Ancestors can't take this person to Xuanyin Ding!"
The sound resounded like thunder and thunder. At the same time, the sky crowd spread out a passage, only to see a big man with a height of about ten feet, naked upper body, step by step stepping into the void.
The upper body of this person is full of black rune marks, and the whole body is densely packed, and even his neck and face have been covered by this rune.
In the center of this big man's eyebrows, the weird squirming of a thirteen-leaf plant made his whole person look full of monsters.
"Thirteen leaves!"
Wang Lin's eyes condensed. In his impression, Zhuquexing's immortal survivors were the most, that is, the first ancestor of Shiyiye.
"Equivalent to Monk Yang Shi..."
Wang Lin looked as usual, looking at the big man coldly.
After a few steps, the big man stepped straight on. His appearance immediately caused cheers from the surrounding immortal survivors, and his expression was even more reverent.
"Tashan, don't be disrespectful to the gods!"
The old man beside Wang Lin suddenly shouted sharply.
There was a cold light in the eyes of the big man, staring at the old man, and sneered: "Ancestor, you are old. Do you want to be crazy about the immortals? In this world, I am afraid that there are no immortals at all. The ancestors' classics are all fabricated. Otherwise, for the countless thousands of years, my clan has never seen any fairy come here!"
"Shut up, my Xianxuan clan has been the messenger of immortals in the world since ancient times. If there is no immortal, how can my clan survive! Besides, the immortal encyclical of the immortal king was thrown here, dare you not believe it?"
The old man looked gloomy. Shouted.
"Believe? The so-called immortal king is nothing more than the remnant consciousness of a powerful man. How can I believe it? To believe in a divine knowledge left over thousands of years ago, I believe in my own power even more!"
The big man shook his right hand, showing strong confidence in his eyes.
"Great rebellion!"
The old man trembled, pointed at the big man, gritted his teeth and said: "You..."
"I'm rebellious, so what? Immortal, immortal, my clan has been in this ghost beast for countless years, and has been guarding the Xuanyin Cauldron according to the fairy encyclical. What can I get in exchange for? A death! Where was the immortal when the fog beast killed the people of my clan? Patriarch, don't mention the immortal again. Today, even if this person is really an immortal, I will kill the immortal in Tashan!"
The big man said, his eyes suddenly fell on Wang Lin, his expression was chilly, he took a step forward, and in a flash, he came to Wang Lin and shot out with a punch.
This fist blasted out and immediately made a loud bang, but seeing the magic of a dash of the diploma, forming a circular arrangement around the big man's fist, it seemed to contain a strange formation.
"Xianren, take out your celestial power, let me have a look, what exactly is the celestial being called an immortal!"
Wang Lin's eyes were cold. He knew the immortal survivors very well. This person was obviously not a charm master, but a powerful charmer with a physical body!