In the current desolate ancient world, except for the details of the Dao Venerable-level powerhouse, all the remaining cultivators don't want to escape their own law eyes, maybe the Vulture Daoist can't see the origin of the blood-red robed man beside him.

But as far as he is concerned, the origin of the other party's divine soul is too conspicuous, and looking at the Yuan Tu Master who is not far from his side, he should also see the origin of the other party.

The Killing Protoss is one of the twelve pinnacle Protoss, and since ancient times, they have been in the Netherworld Blood Sea, no matter what the situation in the Underworld and the Desolate Ancient Continent is, and what the resources are, they can't shake the hearts of the countless clansmen of the Slaying Protoss.

More than fifty years ago, in the First War of the Middle Wilderness, the Killing God Clan came to make trouble, although there were no achievements, but there was no loss, and the clansmen who were dispatched were all third-level existences of the law.

The origin of the body is connected to the Netherworld Blood Sea, and the blood sea does not dry up, and they basically will not fall, unless a real powerful person takes action to forcibly cut off the life imprint of the Killing God Clan.

Not only that, under the eyes of the law, if the other party's cultivation is at its peak, then at least it is at the level of eight thunderstorms, with the magic of the Netherworld Blood Sea, in the Desolate Ancient World, unless a Dao Venerable-level powerhouse makes a move, there is really no one who can help them.

The footsteps moved slowly, first glanced at the Vulture Daoist, and was very satisfied with his cultivation, after all, the other party was also an elder of the fire vein, with the assistance of the coffin lamp, after a thousand years, it was not impossible to break into the third level of the law, or even the extreme powerhouse.

Then his gaze fell on the young man in the blood-red robe, tall and burly, although he was in the form of a human race, his words and deeds still carried the unique nobility and arrogance of the god race.

After a long blood-red hair was draped over his shoulders, at the center of his eyebrows, a faint blood-red circular mark appeared from time to time, his appearance was handsome, and his temperament was extraordinary.

There was a trace of unkind light surging in the depths of the divine eyes, and the blood-red hair draped behind his shoulders moved without wind, narrowing slightly, and the two humans in the hall couldn't even feel the specific cultivation!

Could it be that the cultivation of the two of them is eight thunder tribulations, or more? Could it be that they are really so unlucky? They finally escaped from the spatial turbulence, thinking that they could recover from their injuries, but they came to this area unexpectedly!

"That's not the case, the Sage listens to me!, but I really don't know the identity of the Styx River Friend, and I didn't expect it to be the rumored Killing God Clansman!"

The Vulture Daoist shook his head slightly, a pair of previously calm eyes showed a slight surprise in the depths, and subconsciously looked at the Styx behind him, staying together for such a long time, he really didn't know his identity.

I didn't expect to know it from the mouth of the Pangu Sage today, but I thought it should be fine, after all, the other party has always acted relatively peacefully within the human race, and has not caused trouble.

Whispering in his mouth, he bowed with both hands, stepped forward, and said slowly.

"Six years ago, I was in the far west of the country, because the sage said that the coffin lamp was a set of treasures, so I wanted to try my luck in that place again, maybe I could find the coffin and solve the problem once and for all. ”

"But it was also a chance, in that place, I didn't find the coffin, but not far from the original location, I found the Styx River friend, and the Styx River friend was seriously injured at that time. ”

"Maybe it's because of my strength, I don't know the true identity of the Styx River Friend, and his demeanor is like a human race, so I helped one or two, and then I found out that the River Styx River Friend is profound, and I have a unique insight into the Netherworld Law, otherwise I wouldn't have reached the current point so quickly!"

Thinking back to the scene of that day, the Vulture Daoist felt as if he had really missed many details at that time, but no matter what he said, the other party had no intention of harming him, and in the process of taking care of the other party, he guided his own cultivation.

Although with the help of the coffin lamp, the comprehension of the Netherworld Law was still faintly suppressed by the Ancient Heaven and Earth, but despite this, in just a few years of guidance from the other party, he went from an ordinary law powerhouse to directly condensed the top three flowers, ranking at the top of the first level.

Now, although he was very surprised to know the identity of the other party from the mouth of the Pangu Sage in front of him, there was no other charm in his words, after all, for decades, it was rumored that the Pangu Sage also seemed to have the blood of the Protoss in his body, and he had a lot to do with the Protoss.

"A year ago, Styx's injuries were stabilized, and with my strength, I couldn't help, and according to Styx's friends, his injuries could not be recovered by ordinary means. ”

"So I originally wanted to find the Great Equatorian who has been quite famous in the Far West in recent years, and ask him to refine the Xuanqi Golden Pill, but unfortunately he disappeared ten years ago. ”

"Therefore, in desperation, I had no choice but to invite the Styx River Friends to come to the Pangeng Heavenly Domain and come to the Divine Power Sect, hoping that the Sage would take action and restore the injuries of the Styx River Friends!"

The Vulture Dao's mouth kept talking, accompanied by the eloquent words in his mouth, telling the reason and purpose of this trip, if he could find the Great Equatorian in the extreme west before, maybe he didn't need to trouble the Pangu Sage.

But now it seems that in the entire human race, the only strong person who can hope to be moved is the one in front of him, and after finishing speaking, he stepped forward again and bowed.

"It's interesting, Vulture, I've written down what you said, but if you want to ask me to heal this god-slaying clansman, I think I should ask my master?"

As one of the twelve pinnacle gods, the Killing Protoss is born in line with the law of killing, and the power of this law is undoubted, especially the more kills, the bloodier it is, and the faster the strength increases.

The battle of the Middle Wilderness that year also showed that the clansmen of the Killing God Clan had a surge beyond life and death, and the deep source of the Netherworld Blood Sea was not afraid of the attack of the Ancient Heaven and Earth, and the words of the Vulture Daoist were flowing in his ears, and he bowed his head lightly.

Then, with a wave of one hand, a soft force swallowed out, and the Vulture Daoist was lifted up, and his feet moved, walking towards the clansman who killed the Protoss, just at the time of the ancient turmoil, for no reason, there was a Killing Protoss clansman at the level of eight thunderstorms, which was not a good thing.

"Naturally!"

On the slightly thin face of the Vulture Daoist, he responded with a slight smile, and in an instant, his figure took a few steps back to the side, leaving Styx Sole Deep in the center of the main hall, his eyes flickering, and the blood-red light was endless.

"The powerhouse of the human race, I feel the breath of the giant spirit god clan from you, and I also know the information about you from the mouth of the vulture Taoist, so I feel that, to some extent, the god race should be one. ”

"If you can help me heal my wounds, then I will give you a satisfactory reward!"