Soul Emperor Martial God

Xiao Yi changed the complexion on the old man's face and saw it really.

This proved that the choice he made was not wrong.

"Alright." Senior Luo's expression returned to indifference again.

"The old man came to you, three, to order you one thing."

While talking, Senior Luo was about to get up.

"Eh eh." Xiao Yi pulled Senior Luo over, "Don't go now."

"Don't tell me anymore."

"It's all here, you happen to be alone again, the kid has a lot to ask."

Senior Luo sat cross-legged and sneered, "In any case, you can't follow the old man's words."

"No, no," Xiao Yi waved his hand, "I really have something to ask."

"Ask what?" Senior Luo asked.

"Eight Sects." Xiao Yi said solemnly, "Even if you don't tell me, I am out of the middle area, so I can check it myself."

"I actually know a little bit about the eight cases."

"Holy Moon Sect does not need to say much."

"Such as the Supreme Sword Sect, at the end of the eastern area, you can find it if you cross the tomb of the ancient emperor."

Senior Luo nodded, "The existence of Eight Sects is not a secret."

"It's just that Basong has always been low-key. You haven't reached this level in the past, you can't get in touch."

"What do you want to ask? If you can answer, the old man will answer."

Xiao Yi smiled with joy, "Bazong, is that over there?"

Senior Luo's face was stern, "I can only tell you, not all."

After that, Senior Luo didn't speak any more.

Xiao Yi looked at Senior Luo's stern face, and said quickly, "Yes, I don't ask about things over there."

"What is going on with Bazong?"

Senior Luo frowned, "It's a long story."

Xiao Yi smiled lightly, "It doesn't matter, the night is long, I have time."

"Good." Senior Luo nodded.

"Come, no hurry." Xiao Yi smiled and waved a big hand, a barrier fell to resist the cold night wind around him.

There was a flash of light in his hand, and a burst of fragrance came.

"I prepared some grilled meats, spirit fruits, snacks in advance, wine, forget it, I will make you a pot of hot tea..."

Senior Luo's face twitched.

Instinct told him that this kid had come prepared, just waiting for him as an old fellow.

Xiao Yi glanced at Senior Luo, "You don't care about me, you say, I will listen."

"Huh." Senior Luo took a deep breath, his undulating chest flattened.

"Remember what the full name of Eight Palaces is?"

Xiao Yi thought about it while making tea, "Eight Halls of the Ancient Times?"

Senior Luo nodded, "Yes."

"The full name of the Eight Sects is the Ancient Eight Sects."

Xiao Yi frowned slightly.

Long before Badian, Bazong was already a martial sacred place.

Therefore, he had predicted that the inheritance years and background of the Bazong were stronger than the Badian.

"Ancient?" Xiao Yi said softly.

"That's more ancient years." Senior Luo said solemnly.

"The years are far away for the old man."

"During that time, there were countless lives in the world, and it was also the time when all living things were complete."

"Our human race, needless to say."

"And Yaozu, many of you can only observe its appearance from the ancient records, and there are no records. There are only a few legendary ancient monsters and beasts. At that time, they also existed under the sky and the earth."

"The northern part of the mainland, crossing the deepest part of the northern snow-capped mountains, and going all the way north, is a land of endless icebergs, with the most terrifying ancient beast, the extremely cold emperor crab."

"On the south side of the mainland, at the end, is an endless ocean with countless terrifying sea beasts, as well as the most evil and ambitious emperor beast in the world, the Sky-Swallowing Emperor Whale."

"On the west of the mainland, in a desolate land, there is a clan of ancient thunder beasts, dominating the world."

"The little Thunderlord you killed the other day, the Thunderhorn Beast clan, is nothing more than a trace of the ancient Thunder Beast's blood. It can already be powerful, dominate one side, and become the throne."

"At that time, on this large continent, there were countless creatures, countless families, and the whole world was full of vitality."

Xiao Yi's blood boiled over hearing it.

Even if he only listened to these few descriptions, he could already feel the excitement of those ancient years.

Countless creatures coexist on the mainland; countless strong people flood the world.

In the distant sky, countless ancient birds and beasts are flying; the vast land has the footprints of countless different races.

"At that time, the Yaozu dominated the mainland." Xiao Yi asked.

"Humph." Senior Luo snorted coldly, "That group of wicked animals are beautiful."

"In those years, our human race was also born of countless amazing talents, countless strong men dominated the world."

"There is no need to say much about the first generation of Mian Xia, there are also powerful emperors such as the overlord, the ancient emperor, and so on. When will it be the turn of the demon race to presume?

"Yes." Xiao Yi nodded, "A strong emperor, just one person is enough to dominate the mainland."

"At that time, were the Human Race and the Monster Race hostile or peaceful coexistence?"

"This..." Senior Luo hesitated, "It's hard to say."

"It's not hostile, they are all creatures of the world, there is nothing to say."

"There are examples of warriors of the two tribes who have made friends with each other, and there are also examples of warriors of the two tribes in constant disputes over life and death."

"But in any case, if you are not my race, their hearts will be different. God knows what these monster race evil animals are thinking."

Senior Luo continued, "Eight Sects were born during this time."

"They are the holy land of martial arts, and the best place for all martial artists to pursue the long martial arts. They are admired and worshiped by countless martial artists."

"This is the origin of Basong."

Xiao Yi nodded and chuckled, "Forget about the eight cases, I still want to know more things in those ancient years."

"More?" Senior Luo frowned slightly, "I don't know the old man either."

"I said, even the old man looked up to it in those ancient years, it's far away."

"No one knows how many years of ancient times existed and lasted. There is no record of our Eight Palaces, and even the Eight Sects itself may not be clearly determined."

"It may be hundreds of millions of years, it may be longer and longer, I don't know, in short, it is very long, so long that even the passage of time seems to flow very slowly in those ancient years."

"Until the end of the ancient times, then to the beginning of the ancient years."

The end of ancient times came to an end, and the ancient times came.

Xiao Yi didn't bother.

Senior Luo's tone suddenly became condensed, "After ancient times, heaven and earth have no more emperor realm."

"This is the case for our human race. On the mainland, there are left the sword emperor monument, the ancient emperor tomb and so on."

"The same is true of the monster race. Those ancient fierce beasts that once dominated the world have disappeared; some ancient races have just died out."

"They're all dead?" Xiao Yi's expression was startled, "Does the two races fight for control of the world?"

"I don't know." Senior Luo shook his head.

"No one knows what happened at the end of those ancient years."

"However, the end of a generation must have its reasons and signs, but the old man doesn't know it."

"Who can know?" Xiao Yi asked.

"No." Senior Luo shook his head, "That's too far away."

"This has become the most remote secret on the continent."

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