Jun Bairen lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.
Over the years, as the master of the God Pavilion, he has indeed been at ease for too long.
He has even forgotten what blood is called, thinking that he was called "Jun Yan Wang" or "Yan Zun" back then.
The funny thing is that he has also fallen to the point of giving up his own person.
"Zhuyan, are you still going?" The old man Bianhuang looked at the opposite Zhuzun again, his tone of voice was calm, but mixed with a strong murderous aura.
Zhu Zun's face was gloomy, he was thinking of revenge, but his aura was suppressed by the old man Bian Huang, which made him extremely unhappy.
However, thinking of the Taihuang and others trapped in the Ancestral Burying Tomb, he became fierce again: "The deity can leave, but you from the ancient gods must rescue my saints."
"Entering the ancestral tomb, life and death are different, they are trapped, what does it have to do with my Primordial God Realm?" The old man Bianhuang is still very strong.
Obviously, he also knew what happened to the ancestral tomb.
Although Jun Bairen was trapped by these people, he still tried to pass the information to the old man in the border, otherwise, the old man in the border would not be here to contain them.
"I hope you can say this when the time comes. I have already sent the message back to the Holy Realm." Zhuzun sneered.
He is indeed not the opponent of the old man in the border, but this matter is already related to the holy children of the holy world, how can the major holy worlds stand by?
The demons of the major sacred worlds are already on their way.
After all, Zhuzun also knew that it was impossible for them to win the Primordial God Realm.
Otherwise, Nine Heavens and Ten Grounds would have been breached.
The old man Bianhuang's calm complexion finally changed a little. Facing these forty heavenly elders, he was fearless.
But if the people in the nineteenth world of the Demon Race begin to put pressure on them, things will be troublesome.
When he said this, the other demons also straightened their spine, as if they had regained their confidence.
"Teacher, Xiao Fan is making a big deal this time." Jun Bairen also smiled bitterly.
If there were not so many people, Jun Bairen wouldn't have to bring these people here, let alone abandon Xiao Fan.
The old man Bianhuang was also speechless, and he never expected that Xiao Fan would make such a big noise.
"If the Demon Race wants to go to war, I have no fear in the Primordial God Realm." The old man Bianhuang bit his head and said, "However, if you want to start a war between the Human Race, the Demon Race and the Demon Race, you are not worthy of it!
Zhuzun was silent, how he didn't know that it was not the best time to really start a tribal war.
The demons have been brewing power, waiting for the arrival of the war.
They really didn't have the qualifications to provoke a great war just by relying on these heavenly realms.
But they can't just watch the death of the great saints, you know, the origins of these saints are not ordinary.
Even if there are several sons of saints from all walks of life, even if they are willing to watch them trapped in the tomb of the ancestors, the saints are not willing.
"We don't know if we are qualified, but even if the Primordial God Realm is immortal, there will definitely be a **** storm."
After Zhu Zun said these words, he retreated to the edge of the battlefield and sat directly on a rock, staring coldly at the entrance of the Primordial God Realm.
Seeing this, other powerful demons also retreated outside the border and desert battlefield, as if they were not planning to leave.
The old man Bianhuang finally frowned, Zhuzun and the others planned to consume it.
Moreover, they didn't mean to be joking at all. If the Primordial God Realm didn't hand over Xiao Fan, they might really not give up.
"Teacher, now the star road to the Primordial God Realm is broken, or let them go to the Primordial God Realm by themselves." Jun Bairen gritted his teeth and said, "The ancient God Realm has been silent for so long. ."
The old man Bianhuang gave Jun Bairen a meaningful look, with some warnings: "Don't hit the idea of the ancient gods, even if the sky is extinct!"
These words should not be taken seriously, but Jun Bairen is a little puzzled: "Why?"
This question has been in his mind for thousands of years.
He didn't know why the Primordial God Realm, a place where even the strongest masters could not be born, should be so important.
"You should know it, you will know it in the future." The old man Bianhuang shook his head without explaining, "As long as you know, our responsibility is to guard the Primordial God Realm."
"Should we not be guarding Tian Huang?" Jun Bai said unwillingly.
A place that has not paid anything, but has to protect it with his own life, he does not know whether it is worth it.
"If there is no Primordial God Realm, Tianhuang has no meaning at all." The old man Bianhuang said solemnly, "I know what you have done over the years to abandon the Primordial God Realm?
This is a big joke, even if Tianhuang is gone, the Primordial God Realm will be intact. The funny thing is that Tianhuang people have always been self-righteous. "
At this moment, the old man from Bianhuang said more: "The Xiao Clan, the Jiang Clan, and the Protoss, they think they control everything in the Primordial God Realm. Every time they are sent to Bianhuang, what kind of stuff are they? do you know?
If a war really breaks out, they will ask the Primordial God Realm for help at that time. At that time, I will have to see where their faces will go. "
Upon hearing this, Jun Bairen's pupils shrank slightly.
Tianhuang asks the Primordial God Realm for help?
is it possible?
Yes, there are some hidden powerhouses in the Primordial God Realm, but no matter how strong they are, how can they be better than the sky?
"Does the teacher mean the ghost master of the nine ghosts?" Jun Bairen took a deep breath and asked, this is the strongest person he can imagine currently appearing in the Primordial God Realm.
"Perhaps." The old man Bianhuang chuckled lightly.
"Although there are legends of the Nine Ghosts in the world, how can he resist the entire demons alone? What's more, whether he is still alive is unknown." Jun Bairen still didn't believe it.
"Didn't you meet him?" The old man Bianhuang said meaningfully.
"It's just a remnant of his soul, reaching the holy ancestor state, the remnant soul can also live forever in the world." Jun Bairen gritted his teeth.
"You don't know anything about the Saint Ancestral Realm." The old man Bianhuang didn't want to say much.
Before he finished his words, the old man Bianhuang's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked in vain towards a corner of the Bianhuang battlefield, where two figures rose up into the sky.
"That's it?" Jun Bairen also spotted the two, trembling all over.
"That kid!"
"catch him!"
There was a burst of shouting from the sky, and a group of powerful people of the Demon Race rushed towards the two silhouettes, speeding to the extreme.
Yes, those two figures are really Xiao Fan and Xie Yu who secretly lurked towards the entrance of the Primordial God Realm.
As for the others, they were all absorbed into the body world by Xie Yu.
"Xie Yu, you go first!" Xiao Fan knew the result of his appearance, but he also knew very well that he would be discovered sooner or later.
Now that he is close to the entrance of the Primordial God Realm, he can only fight with all his strength. "Be careful!" Xie Yu gritted his teeth and exhausted all his strength, hurriedly toward the entrance of the Primordial God Realm.