Chapter 372

This group.

There are men and women.

All of them look like they are in their twenties, without exception. Except for the cultivation of all of them are against the nine realms of Taoism, even the cultivation of acupoints is the same, and all of them have been opened to 2900.

And they are not old people who are young and talented.

It's true that they belong to the current generation of young people, just like the well-trained descendants of the top ten races.

Even the young man with white sideburns is the same. The reason why his white hair appears is because of the ethnic group and blood behind him.

This group.

Obviously not from any of the top ten.

But no matter it's cultivation.

Or talent.

Higher than any other race.

There is hope that all of them can open all of their acupoints before reaching the veneration.

If we let the people of the top ten race see it.

I have to be in a cold sweat.

But of the eight.

The strongest one is just the black skirt woman in front.

It's hard to imagine.

The cultivation of a current generation can't even see through the general worship of God.

The woman who was called by the people to be immortal and elegant.

Step by step, walking in the front, cold face, there is no trace of difficulty, compared with the tired panting people below, it is a drop of sweat, no flow.

Ten thousand steps.

It's five thousand.

Footsteps.

At last, it slowed down a little bit.

"Sister Xianya, it's so strong..."

Whether it is the young man with white sideburns or all the rest of us, looking at the black skirt woman in front of us, we all sat there for a while and were stunned for a long time.

"It's so strong, sister Xianya. She's worthy of being the strongest person in the family. It seems that no matter what freak genius comes out of the top ten races, she can't compare with sister Xianya."

These people.

Cultivation, with high talent and thousands of years of silence, has been deeply hidden by the powerful race, and has not been born. This time, we are holding a breath. Let the ten races carefully cultivate people to see what is the real pride.

Tianjiao, including the Protoss.

None of them paid attention to their birth this time.

In addition to the black dress woman in front of them, her temperament is as elegant and noble as a rose bathed in the gloom. Even they can't imagine that there is any man in the world who can match such a peerless empress.

"It's said that when the emperor reached eight thousand steps, he was embarrassed. Some of them couldn't eat hard. Unexpectedly, sister Xianya was almost at the end of the day. They were still sweating and didn't flow."

Between words.

The young man with white sideburns stood up again and went on up.

The rest.

Enough rest, one by one.

This time they came to Tianzu with the instructions of the ancient ancestors of the family. They brought back the things left in Tianzu. The past generations have not been successful.

This time they were born.

There should be no one in front of them.

"Let's go. Don't keep it. Maybe the ancient ancestor of Tian clan is watching us in secret. Don't let him look down on us!"

The young man with white sideburns.

Just finished saying that.

His face suddenly changed, and his momentum rose again. Not only did he, but the others doubled.

The unknown group of young people.

All of them had hidden power.

In an instant.

It's five thousand steps up.

But.

Compared with the black skirt woman in front, it is still much worse, because the black skirt woman, from the beginning to the end, has not used a trace of magic power in her body.

But the next moment.

"Brother Jinnan, the member of Tianzu, once defeated all our ancestors by himself?"

A cold sentence.

But suddenly let a few people's footsteps, stopped for a while.

The speaker.

It's the youngest boy among these people, wearing a blue robe, but it has already slightly revealed a trace of the fierce temperament of the contemporary overwhelming arrogance.

Few people answered.

He continued to walk up in silence.

It seems to have hurt.

The boy in blue robe no longer asks questions, but because of this boy's words, his face sank a little bit. He felt angry and helpless.

It seems that the boy's words.

It's true.

All the eight ancient ancestors have the ability to turn the forbidden areas of the world upside down, but they are not the opponents of the Tianzu.

They are eight in a row.

They seem to belong to the same family.

In fact, it's the eight ethnic groups.

However, these eight ethnic groups are all close to each other. They trace their origins and were once one ethnic group, so they are not separated from each other at all.

But all the time.

There is an unspeakable shame.

The ancient ancestors of the eight ethnic groups are not rivals of the Tian ethnic group alone.

That war.

No one knows.

I only know that the ancient ancestors of the eight ethnic groups, whenever someone asked about this, they kept silent. Over time, the eight ethnic groups acquiesced in the fact that the ancient ancestors were defeated by one person.

Just then.

Between you and me.

Ten thousand steps above, but suddenly came a very cold words, like the wind, floating in the ears of several people.

"But in this life, our eight clans should not only take back the things left behind in the Tianzu, but also return all the humiliations. This is not only the expectation of the ancient ancestors, but also your awareness."

A flat voice.

I can't hear any emotion.

Several people look up.

At the end of the ten thousand steps, there was a woman in black with hands on her back, looking at them coldly.

And behind the woman in the black dress.

In front of the towering stone statue, at the moment, there is also a white dress with hands on its back.

The two men are back to back.

The woman in black had noticed it for a long time.

However, because the clothes of the Tian people are similar to the ancient clothes, they only regard the white clothes as one of the Tian people.

"Let's hurry up. Don't let sister Xianya go alone."

Several people stepped up again.

But it took half a breath of incense to reach the end.

Suddenly.

Several people also noticed Chu Lingxiao standing in front of him. The young man, whose temples were white, was called the devil's dilemma. He was panting and said with his fingers:

"look It seems that Tianzu, knowing that we are coming today, has already sent people to wait for us. "

At the same time.

On the largest suspended island in the middle.

A middle-aged man of Tian nationality, however, is just at this moment. He receives the report from the people in front of him. He is in a hurry and runs over.

"No, no, it's a big deal. I have to ask the king of heaven to come back and preside over the overall situation!"

The next moment.

I saw this middle-aged man who was just plain and drinking tea.

A sudden miso.

It's like burning your arse. Stand up.

Even any one of the top ten races is not as nervous as they are at the moment. Their eyes are light and quivering, and their voices are murmuring:

"are you serious? The eight immortals, the people sent by this generation, have arrived? "