Chapter 791

Moray Rama knelt piously on the ground and shouted with great fanaticism and reverence:

"Noble blazing king, Rama of the Moray family has come to visit you. May the glory of the great empire of Atlantis be with you!"

Ashron knelt on the ground, and countless frightened things flashed through his head.

Atlantis Empire?

Isn't this name, this title, long lost in the long river of history?

Atlantis!

Oh, my God!

Ashram suddenly felt like crying.

They are not the eight damned dragons. They are not the damned heavenly family, Shura and evil spirits. They come from another world, the world's most powerful, oldest and noble empire.

They are the supreme nobles of that empire, and they are the rulers of that world.

This is their real origin, this is their origin.

In the main hall, the terrible pressure suddenly disappeared without a trace. The tight bodies of moylrama and ashram suddenly relaxed. They seemed to have just experienced a test of life and death. Ashram bowed to the ground without hesitation and shouted wildly:

"Ashron, meet your excellency!"

The radiance in the eyes of the old man called the blazing king by Mo yurama has disappeared, and the whole man has become a walking corpse again. There is no threat at all. When he speaks, it seems that his chin may fall off at any time and is adhered by a layer of skin on his face.

The blazing King hasn't spoken for many years. When he opens his mouth, his chin makes a clicking sound, and the sound is like the friction of gold and iron

"Hehe, two lovely little guys, very good. You can recognize your ancestors, very good!"

The blazing King seemed very happy and showed his dark teeth. That feeling was very terrible.

"Remember you were born in the Atlantis Empire, remember your ancestors, you are all good!"

Ashram and Rama dared not speak at all, but they trembled with excitement when they were praised by a saint.

The blazing Heavenly King seemed to fall into some kind of memory, and his unfathomable eyes were full of a complex look:

"It's good. Some people still remember my ancestors. How many years have I been in this world? In those days, those bastards who followed me to this world... All... The only thing left is their blood, but today, they have long forgotten their glory and their origin. "

The voice of the blazing heavenly king is indescribable. It's like that the ten thousand year old zombie was dug out of the coffin, and then the zombie can open his mouth to speak. It's very uncomfortable to feel intermittent, out of breath but out of breath.

However, ashron and moylrama are extremely fanatical. Their hearts are beating violently for no reason. They have completely become fanatical admirers of the blazing king. Even if the blazing king needs them to commit suicide, they can smash their heads without hesitation.

The blazing king stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed at the two people in the air. A terrible energy entered the two people's bodies out of thin air. Ashlun and moylrama trembled at the same time, and then the energy suddenly soared their strength to an unprecedented level.

Both of them are quasi saints. For thousands of years, their strength has entered a bottleneck period, and they can't break through at all. They have exhausted all means and can't find any possibility of breakthrough. Originally, they thought that their strength can only be like this in their life, but now, it's so easy to break through.

This is not a breakthrough, it is just to let them really find a door, a door to enter the semi saint. Although the distance from the semi saint is still far away, there is a direction and hope after all.

This finger, so that their strength, impressively became the top terror master among the 55 supreme beings of the three alien races.

The two men looked up in a daze and panic, but the blazing king said faintly:

"Go, do everything you can to protect the little guy named Yang Qiu. Remember, even if your clan is destroyed, you should protect his safety! Because he is related to the life and death of our people in this world. Although they are a group of damn things, it is still useful to keep them. "

Ashron and Moammar shivered fiercely, but they dared not say a word.

The old man who led them in just now stood trembling behind them and took them out of the four-way hall.

Until the loach flying ship of the two people flew away from the Black Pyramid, the blazing king sitting on the middle throne slowly nodded, and then the scepter in his hand sent out a faint light. His throne suddenly sank silently from the high platform.

The twelve semi holy old men on both sides seemed to be sealed suddenly, and all fell into a strange state of silence.

The huge and beautiful throne slowly sank into the ground, and the hole on the high platform was directly sealed. What the throne sank was also a four-way hall, but it was much smaller than the hall above.

The hall only 100 meters long and wide is still huge for ordinary people. In the center of the hall, there is a rectangular box more than 10 meters long.

From the outside, the rectangle is still integrated with the color and pattern of the hall, but when you approach it, you can see that this 15 meter long box is a coffin.

The blazing king stood up tremblingly from the throne, like a scattered skeleton, and slowly walked towards the coffin. The short distance of 40 meters seemed like an unreachable distance.

However, as he just started, his steps and body changed strangely.

That kind of feeling, as if time was flowing back quickly. The blazing king, who was still like a skeleton frame, was actually recovering his body at a slow speed visible to the naked eye.

When he came to the huge black coffin, the blazing king had completely become a tall, handsome and beautiful man.

The dark hair on his head blew to the back of his feet like a waterfall. His black robe floated slowly without wind. It felt like a God coming down to earth.

The strangest thing is that there is a raised eye in the center of the man's eyebrow.

Third eye.

In the whole world, there is only one person with three eyes in the three realms.

Yang Jian.

Looking at the coffin in front of him, the blazing King flashed two lights like cold electricity in his eyes, and then gently stretched out his hand and pressed the void.

The lid of the coffin was quietly separated from the middle, and then another coffin was exposed inside. The lid of the coffin was quietly opened. In this way, the nine coffins were fully opened, and then a coffin two meters and five meters long, exquisite and inlaid with countless gemstones was exposed.

There was a sudden yawn in the lid of the coffin, and then a voice shouted with great dissatisfaction:

"Old man, what can I do for you?"

A helpless color flashed in the eyes of the blazing king, and then said:

"Here comes the boy?"

The lid of the coffin was suddenly opened, and an old man with blood red robes, white face and pointed cheeks jumped out. In a very short time, the old man became a young man with blood red hair. If Yang Qiu was here, he would be surprised.

This young man, no one else, is Cain, the ancestor of the blood clan who died in the west of yuxu palace and finally disappeared.