Chapter 1225 (1/2)
“Why does the city of Vulcan gather so many fire race people? What are everyone crying?” Just as all the Fire Spirit people were crying, a vast old voice suddenly appeared in the city of Vulcan. The underground sounded.
“Old Ancestor, you, finally woke up!” Hearing this voice, the Fire Tower is in the middle of the Spirit Race patriarch, the Spirit Race, the Big Princess, the three-player guards, etc. All the fires of the Race Race are rushing from Vulcan The tower rushed out and sang in the air under the city of Vulcan, and the voice trembled.
“What the hell?” The old and old voice frowned, and then with his voice, the ground of the city of Vulcan began to crack, and a flaming gold coffin with numerous golden lights was slowly rising from the ground.
“See Old Ancestor!” Looking at this flaming gold coffin, all the people of the Fire Spirit Race are all kneeling, bowing, and screaming in the mouth.
“Old Ancestor, our Fire Spirit Race is annihilated!” A fire Spirit Race whimper, tears are as follows, unable to contain himself, crying.
“Well?” Hearing this, the vast and old voice suddenly changed his face, and the tone suddenly became completely and angry, and a strong killing intent spread out in the voice.
Then, the flaming gold coffin suddenly opened, and then a violent breath like a stormy wave and a half burst from it, swept the entire city of Vulcan.
The terrifying power of the terrifying is as broad as the Mount Tai, and it is pressed against the hearts of all Fire Race people. The people who press all the Spirit Races are trembling.
“What is the matter? In detail!” Among the jinjin coffins, a golden dragon robe, walked like a dragon and stepped like a tiger, full of honor, just like a god-like old man from it. Strode out, then he stood in the air, the whole person put on a golden sun, shining around, the low voice and severe opening to the fire Spirit Race patriarch and other fires.
“Old Ancestor, that’s it!” Yang Yun spoke, with a hint of fear and fear in his voice, narrating everything about Xiao Fan.
After a while!
Yang Yun finally finished, and this golden dragon robe old man is temporarily silent, standing empty, seems to be thinking about something, his face is gloomy, like the ability to drip water.
All the people in the Spirit Race are afraid to talk. Everyone is subconsciously holding their breath, and some of them are watching the golden dragon robe old man, and the body is still shaking.
“Xiao Fan, is it? Very good!” I don’t know how long it took, just when all the people in the Fire Race are unable to hold it, the golden dragon robe old man finally opened, breaking the solidification in the air. Repress the atmosphere, then nod, the voice is cold, killing intent and nodded and said, “This person, I will personally get rid of his head, and then use his head to pay homage to our fire Spirit Race millions of clansman’s soul! ”
“Old Ancestor is unparalleled!” Hearing the golden dragon robe old man, suddenly Yang Yun and all the people in the Fire Race are all looking happy, and they screamed again, and they couldn’t help but scream in their eyes. As if they saw the scene of Xiao Fan being smashed by the golden dragon robe old man on the spot, the whole person was very excited.
The golden dragon robe Old Ancestor of Fire Race Race is not easy, because he is a person who has lived for eight thousand years without dying.
It is well known that Ming Yexue has lived for eight thousand years without death. It is a living legend, but few people know that in Qingyun State, Ming Yexue is not the only one after another. Spirit Race, there is also such a legend.
Compared with Ming Yexue, it was once famous, amazing, and a generation of peerless arrogance. The 8,000-year-old undead existence of the Fire Spirit Race was a genius that was not very good in the past, although it was also famous. But it was not very eye-catching, and many people didn’t care much about him at the time.
But he had other adventures that no one else could have imagined. He accidentally got a treasure that can be extended, and then quietly hid and silently accumulated strength.
And when he reappeared thousands of years later, even though someone can marry his longevity treasure, in the face of the terrifying power accumulated in his thousands of years, he can only retreat helplessly.
“Knife come!” golden dragon robe old man raised his hand at this time, shouted in a low voice, the sound is like a thunder, in the air, the endless sound, the fire on the ground, a lot of fire Spirit Race The people are bleeding from the ears, and the whole person is fainted.
“bang!”
With the golden dragon robe old man, the distant white is surrounded by a white flame, and the whole body is white and snowy. The long knife that looks beautiful is traversing the void from afar and rushing toward the golden dragon robe old man.
This snowy and beautiful long knife is the first township weapon of the Fire Spirit Race, the Vulcan inflammation knife!
The Vulcan Yan Knife is said to be the Qingyun State’s Fire Spirit Race. The old Ancestor was a private weapon taken from the Central Spirit’s Fire Race race. The specific level is unknown, but the formidable power is extremely impressive. Unimaginable terrifying power.
In the same year, Qingyun State was still under the rule of Myriad Swords Sect. The Southern Wilderness was also the domain of Myriad Swords Sect, but Qingyun State’s Fire Spirit Race, the Old Ancestor, was just at the peak of its own life. The state of the entire Myriad Swords Sect retreats, had to hand over the South.