The top of the mountain is high, as if it is connected to the sky.

On the grass on the edge of the cliff, someone wrapped his hands around him, looking down at the mountains and rivers below, and his long blue hair was flying in the wind.

This person is a middle-aged man, with broad shoulders and thick back, a burly figure, a high nose and eyes, and a cold complexion, like the most ruthless demon god, except for a long hair, the others are no different from the human monks.

But that long blue hair is the symbol of the Tianhai Clan.

The mountains and rivers below were full of broken cracks, which had been beaten to a broken state, and among them were many houses and palaces.

There are also a large number of Tianhai clan monks, chasing and killing the monks of the Wood Spirit Clan, and the sound of screams can be heard from time to time.

On this day, the middle-aged man of the Sea Clan looked at him coldly, and there was no trace of pity in his eyes.

......

Swish!

There was a soft thud.

"I've seen the ancestor!"

A female monk of the Tianhai clan fell behind the middle-aged man and fell to her knees.

"Speak!"

The middle-aged man said a word coldly.

The woman said quickly: "Several elders, I have arrested many powerful spiritual root monks in this city and asked them, and the news we got is that the third apprentice of the Fusang Venerable, the Blood Sea Emperor, had already fled before we came. ”

"Lost dog, I don't care, tell me the news of the pool. ”

The middle-aged man did not turn his head back.

“......”

When the woman heard this, her eyes were bitter, and she finally gritted her teeth and said: "Before I can ask it, it seems that Fusang Dazun has never told his subordinates, and they have never heard of any pools." ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes deepened.

"Then look for it, and if you can't find it, everyone will come to me!"

After a moment's silence, he gave a cold order.

The woman shuddered and left.

......

The Wolf Clan, the Blood Shura, and the Tianhai Clan are the fastest, and after these three clans, there are monks from other races who have arrived, and there is no shortage of strong people at the Spirit Ancestor level.

The battle that was triggered by the sky is beyond words.

In this chaotic era, there is a lot of blood.

Cause and effect are entangled!

Catastrophe is brewing!

......

The news spread quickly, and when it reached the ears of the wind master, this powerhouse, one of the Seven Great Masters of Darkness, locked himself in his room for several hours, not knowing what he was thinking.

After going out, he first ordered someone to find Yang Xiaoslow.

......

"Senior brother, what are you looking for me?"

Entering the door, Yang Xiaoshu asked, between his eyebrows, there was a relaxed look.

She has been living a good life recently, reuniting with Fang Junmei, and accepting the good apprentice of Awe-in-a-Ranzi, Awe-in-a-Ranzi's talent and talent, surprised that she and Fang Jun's eyebrows were at a glance...... Of course, except that the temperament is too old-fashioned and serious.

The Wind Master gave her a meaningful look.

Without saying a word, he walked to the door, closed the door in person, and put a ban on it, and Yang Xiaoslow, who was watching, was inexplicable.

"Little slow, something big happens, the Wood Spirit Clan is finished. ”

The wind master said lightly.

Yang Xiao's delicate body was shocked when he heard this, and he stayed for a long moment before he said, "Senior brother, what do you mean it's over, what does it mean to be finished?"

"The Bihai Holy Plain has been divided, and the clansmen, those who fled, those who rebelled, and those who died...... Isn't that the end of it?"

The Wind Master said with a sigh.

Yang Xiao heard this, and his body shook again.

There was a strong sense of sadness in her heart, a cramping pain in her heart, and for some reason, there were tears in her big eyes, rolling down, and even she didn't understand why it hurt so much.

Does she have such a deep relationship with the Wood Spirit Clan?

And is there really none?

......

The wind master waited for a moment before telling the news he had received in detail.

Yang Xiaoshu was extremely sad and indignant when he heard it, but in the face of those Spirit Ancestor level monks, he was also helpless, and now where was the qualification for revenge.

"Slow, you can tell there's something weird about this. ”

The wind master's gaze became more meaningful, and his gaze became deeper and deeper at Yang Xiaoslow, and said: "Since the two great venerables have disappeared, what else is there in the Wood Spirit Clan that is worthy of so many Spirit Ancestor-level cultivators to fight for?

Yang Xiaoslow was smart, his eyes flashed when he listened, he caught the change in the wind master, and asked, "What does Senior Brother think?"

"I just want to know why, nothing else. ”

The wind master said, and said, "Master, he is an old man, he should have told you, right?"

"Senior brother is wondering, what kind of treasure can't you do?"

Yang Xiaowan asked.

"I suspect that it doesn't matter, I just want to know an answer, if my sister knows, please tell me. ”

Feng Shi said lightly, and stared deeply at Yang Xiaoslow.

......

Yang Xiao was silent and frowned.

She doesn't know the reason, and it's still secondary. The key is, is this Fengshi Dazun also a two-faced person with another side?

......

The atmosphere in the hall was strange.

There is no coercion, but if the wind master turns his face in an instant, Yang Xiaoslow will not feel strange at all.

"I know the answer, senior brother wants to know, so it doesn't hurt to tell you. ”

After a moment of silence, Yang Xiaoslow finally spoke.

"Please answer my questions. ”

The wind master looked like he was listening, and there was no murderous surging on the surface.

"The master once told me the secret of a distant era, and it was rumored that at the beginning of the opening of the heavens, when the hundred tribes were born, God sent down one thing to the hundred tribes, no, to be precise, eighteen things. ”

"What's that?"

"Breath pool, eighteen breath pool!"

Yang Xiao slowly revealed this secret.

"Breath pool? What's that?"

Feng Shi was at a loss, he really thought that it was some kind of superb innate spirit treasure, or even an innate treasure, so that even his heart seemed to have changed.

Yang Xiao replied slowly: "There is a pool of water in the breathing pool, this pool of water is not used for drinking, nor is it used for washing, it is placed there, as long as it is in the hands of any race, it can make this race grow, reproduce more clansmen faster, and cultivate more smoothly." ”

After speaking, he said: "This is also one of the reasons why the hundred races are different in strength and weakness, because those strong races have a life pool. Every breathing pool is one of the most precious things of the race to which it belongs. ”

The wind master nodded deeply, finally understood!

"The Spirit Ancestors of other races are extremely proficient, and I guess most of them are going to the Breathing Pool. If you rob someone else's, you will be stronger!"

Yang Xiao said slowly.

"What does this recuperation pool look like, and where is the reciprocal pool of the Wood Spirit Clan?"

The Wind Master asked hurriedly.

"I really don't know. ”

Yang Xiaoslow smiled bitterly: "I also asked the master this question, and his answer was - he has disappeared a long time ago, and he disappeared with the fall of the Spirit Ancestor. ”

Hearing this, the wind master nodded slightly.

......

But Yang Xiaoslow was shocked at this moment, and a huge wave was set off in his chest, and he thought of a possibility.