Beginning Clock-In Emperor

Southern Xinjiang, the territory of the original Nanban.

In the extreme south, there are extended volcanoes.

There are huge active volcanoes here, some of them are still erupting, thick smoke billowing, and the air is filled with the smell of sulfur.

Whizzing...

At this time, this volcano group ushered in a large number of masters.

These people are top masters from all sides, all of them are powerful and powerful.

Some are the newly rising masters of this era, and some are from the hidden world Sect, the powerhouses of various big families, and they have some powerful existences in the ancient era.

Without exception, they all came over to the movement that appeared in the south this time.

"Volcanoes."

"The fluctuation is in the active volcano in front."

There was a gray-haired old man looking at the volcano group with a serious expression. The largest volcano in the center was smoking thick smoke.

It will explode at any time.

There is no green vitality here.

There are strands of solidified magma on the earth, dark brown, dark red, exuding great heat, and even extremely high temperature.

"Old West Clam, are you still alive?"

At this moment, an old man in a red robe appeared, his eyes fixed on a green-haired old man on the opposite hillside.

The old man has bright green hair, his eyes, eyebrows, and even lips are green, and even a hint of green mist is permeated on his body.

"It turned out to be the old man in the red robe, aren't you dead?" The old ghost of West Clam stared at him with a gleam of green light.

The old man in the red robe, dressed in a red robe, only revealed his haggard face, his eyes shone with a hint of red light, cold and violent gleaming.

"Hey...Five hundred years, Xi Clam, you really have lived long enough." The old man in the red robe chuckled grinningly.

The old ghost Xi Hao said with disdain: "You are not dead, how can daddy die? When you die, daddy must go to dig your tomb, eat your meat, and use your bones to stew soup and drink."

"Huh!" The old man in the red robe looked cold and hummed: "Why, I heard that you have married a few more beauties. Looking at the green grassland above your head, I don't mind helping you add a little more greenery."

"Asshole, do you want to fight?"

Xi Clam's face turned green with anger, which was obviously provocative.

"Who is afraid of whom?"

The old man in Hongpao replied stiffly.

The two auras collided, and a murderous aura filled the air.

Boom...

At this moment, a terrifying breath came from a distance, awakened the two of them, interrupted their breath, and both of them reduced their breath.

"What a powerful breath."

Xi Clam's face was solemn.

The old man in the red robe not far away also sensed the threat and came to Xi Ha's side. The two stood together, almost instinctively.

"Old green clam, the man is very strong." Hong Pao said solemnly.

The two looked at each other and saw the horror and threat in each other's eyes.

Wow!

I saw the surrounding air boil, and several figures flew quickly, and in the blink of an eye they came to the sky above the volcano group, standing in the sky, exuding a frightening atmosphere.

The two saw that there were three people, a young man headed by them, with a strong breath, with an ancient charm and oppression.

The two old men behind him followed him indifferently, with a terrifying and depressing breath. One of them glanced at the two people here, and suddenly made the green clam and the red robe tense.

Danger!

That person is extremely dangerous!

This is the feeling of the two of them, they are terrified in their hearts.

"Young Master, this is it."

The old man didn't pay attention to the two red robe and green clams just a glance, but said something softly.

The headed young man nodded faintly: "Well, I know that the wave is in the volcano in front, and it is obvious that the sacred object is hidden in it."

"I don't know, what kind of fetish actually has such a breath?" The young man said to himself.

Another old man beside him solemnly said: "Young Master, do you want the old man to go back and bring his family's hundred-strike spirit to ride over?"

"No need." The young man waved his hand to veto. He said: "The Hundred Wars Army is the elite of my war clan. It was cultivated by this seat alone. Don't move."

It turned out that the three were members of the war clan, a group of strong ancient clan who had just emerged from West Desert recently.

The young man headed is the young master of the Zhan Clan, Zhanlong.

"Ancient?"

Green clams and red robes, the two of them looked shocked and pale in amazement.

It turned out to be a member of the ancient race, but it seems to be a member of the war race thousands of years ago.

Rumbling...

The next moment, an astonishing fluctuation came again from afar, and the breath rose to the sky.

Everyone looked up, and saw that the dust was rolling in the sky from far away, and the sound of rumbling sounded through the sky.

"Ancient Quicksand?"

Zhanlong looked cold and hummed: "The ancient Liusha tribe, once beaten by my warrior to pee, didn't expect it to still exist?"

Boom...

The sandstorm was rolling in, and a black dust storm gathered in the sky.

There are three powerful figures hidden in the sandstorm, just like the Zhan clan, a young quicksand ancient clan master with two ancient clan powerhouses.

"Warrior?"

Sha Maha, the young master of the ancient Liusha tribe, noticed the young master Zhanlong of the Zhan clan as soon as they came. The two knew each other and immediately confronted each other.

"Who am I? It turned out to be the young master of the war clan, Battle Dragon, what? You Dage Zhantian hasn't awakened yet, let you be the young master of the puppet?"

Shamaha spoke mockingly.

These words made Zhanlong's face gloomy and murderous, and he was about to do it.

"Samaha, are you looking for death?"

The dragon was furious, and roared.

"When your ancient Liusha tribe was crushed by my warrior tribe, you didn't see you so arrogant. Today, are you trying to find your own way?"

After Zhanlong finished speaking, his fighting spirit was surging.

boom!

The two are fighting each other with great momentum, and they are evenly divided.

"Oh, it's so lively, the Zhan Clan, the Ancient Liusha Clan, are all here."

At this moment, another voice intervened, awakening both Zhanlong and Samah, and they were all delusional in another direction.

I saw a large cloud of Mengze floating in the sky, rolling in.

Standing on it were two people, a young man, and two old men who were covered in cloud dreams and haze, and their breath was extremely terrifying.

"Langhuan ancient tribe, a sissy, are you going to die?"

When Zhanlong saw the visitor, he made a sarcasm in disdain.

Over there, in the clouds, a handsome young man from the ancient Langhuan tribe, looks so spooky, even more spooky and beautiful than a woman.

If it is a women's clothing, it is estimated that a large group of men can be fascinated by it.

Green Clam swallowed, and murmured: "Grandma, why is there such a beautiful little man in the world, Daddy almost bends."

"Disgusting, Green Clam, you tell me honestly, you old ghost actually like men?"

The red robe was so scared that he hurried away from the green clam, his eyes were too scary.

Green Clam was embarrassed and said angrily: "What do you know, that kid, he is so handsome, if you put on a girl's costume and dress up, you will definitely be overwhelmed by the country. It's really hard, I must find a way to get him."

Green Clam said with green light in his eyes, scared Hong Pao to avoid it from afar, not daring to approach the old ghost anymore.

"Zhanlong, Samah, have not seen each other for thousands of years, you two still haven't made any progress."

The handsome young man from the ancient Langhua tribe smiled, holding a feather fan in his hand and fanning lightly, wearing a white robe, his face like a crown of jade, and a look and smile with a kind of enchanting charm.

Damn it!

"Is this really a man?"

Hongpao trembled all over, not to blame Green Clam's direct heartbeat, even he felt a strange emotion in his heart rising, and hurriedly suppressed that thought.

"Langtiandu, put away your disgusting charm. You, the ancient Langhuan tribe, have always been inherited by women only. Why are you in your generation, not male or female, and it seems to make people feel nauseous."

Shamaha cursed with a disgusting expression on his face.

Langtiandu, a flash of anger flashed on his feminine face.

He hummed: "Old Liusha, do you want to be exterminated, do you really think that my Langhuan ancient clan can't kill you all?"

"joke!"

Shamaha dismissed it and sneered: "If you have the ability, come here. I am afraid that you will not succeed. Sooner or later, I will pull you out and throw you in the pigpen to watch your performance."

boom!

Langtian was furious, and he waved his feather fan away, and the powerful energy turned into dense swords and killed Samah himself.

"Small bugs." Sha Maha disdainfully raised his hand and pressed it. The sandstorm swept away, directly smashing the sky full of swords.

The two were right once, and after testing each other, they didn't make another move.

"The ancients are here too..."

On the other side, powerful figures appeared.

Some are hidden in the clouds, some are hidden in the mountains, and some simply stand in the void, watching the movement of the ancient people here.

After a long time, more and more masters arrived, and the forces of the ancient race faintly occupied one side.

There are also some masters from the ancient Sect who instinctively stand on their own side, seeming to form a small circle.

The ancient people, Sect, have their own circles.

"Hahaha... It's not too late for the king to come."

Suddenly, a loud laugh came.

I saw a terrifying aura swept from a distance, alarming the ancients present, Sect and other masters, all of their complexions changed slightly.

"Ancient royal family?"

The young master of the Zhan Clan narrowed his eyes, looked at the terrifying aura in the distance, and guessed the origin of the opponent's identity.

An ancient royal family appeared.

The so-called royal family is an ancient race that has been handed down from ancient times, and is called a royal family.

An ancient royal family appeared.

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