Chapter 2297: The past of Wanhua Saints

Huaxu City.

Ming Yu, Guhuang, Mo Luo, and Da Heizhuan all returned to the restaurant of Mr. Feng Jiuyou, and Mr. Feng Jiuyou had already woken up a long time ago.

Just a few hours, but in the dreamland, it seems that endless years have passed.

Is everything in the dream illusory?

Extremely ancient female emperor, Tianhuang kid, Liyang, Liluo, Eternal Heavenly Sword, Tianhuangding, Wanhua...

No, it's definitely not a dream.

Real existence, they are real existence.

The ancient three emperors, you traitors, traitors who betrayed the human race, don’t let the old man catch you...

Otherwise, I must have killed you alive...

Damn, you **** fuck...

Who dares to betray my human people, I will definitely not let you go...

"Ancient Huang Xiao... Wang Lu... Black Boss..."

"Brother Gu... I knew it was not illusory..."

"It's definitely not illusory..."

Seeing the return of his party, Feng Jiuyou immediately walked to the ancient wilderness. He also experienced a long period of time in his dream, and everything was conceivable.

"Boy, how did you know that this seat is called Wang Lun."

Wang Lan flicked his long hair and rushed directly in front of Feng Jiuyou. He couldn't believe his eyes.

"Friend Moluo, I advise you to be polite, Master Feng has a bad temper. If you provoke him, be careful that he kills you."

"Father, of course it is not illusory, everything is real."

"It's just what you saw, which has been changed by me."

There is a bit of peace in the eyes of the ancient wilderness, at least let the old man experience a certain moment in the future death ruins, let him understand all the cause and effect.

"Gu kid, then... are they still there?"

Father Feng Jiuyou caught Guhuang in an instant, he couldn't believe his eyes, he actually lived into that extremely miserable dark future.

"Master, don't worry, everything is still there, you will be very strong and strong in the future."

"They are all fine, maybe one day, you can meet them."

"So, sir, I will ask you to take care of things in the dojo in the future."

"I don't know, man Wanhua, where is the person right now?"

"You are old and Wanhua, that is inseparable, so please let me take you with him!"

There was a slight smile on Gu Huang's face. After all, this matter really matters. What is the future, and no one knows what it will be like?

The four pillars have not yet come, but it does not mean that the four pillars will not come.

Regardless of beings?

Before the arrival of the four pillars, the Hongmeng tribe must master the power to protect themselves.

"Wanhua, that old boy, the last time he appeared was 1400 years ago, where is it estimated that he was in retreat? After all, the Wanhua Saint Clan was annihilated..."

"That old boy just turned into a babble, people are not people, ghosts are not ghosts..."

"The universe is so big, it's not easy to find him."

The old man Feng Jiuyou shook his head helplessly, regardless of the martial arts side supreme he had been promoted to the eighteenth rank, but the old man Wanhua could hide too much, he couldn't find it at all.

"Master, what are the details about the destruction of the Wanhua Saint Race?"

"As far as I know, the Wanhua Saint Race is not a ferocious and militant race. On the contrary, this race is a very few kind race. If it is not destroyed, it must be an extremely powerful civilization."

"I haven't spared my hands to investigate the cause of the extermination of the Wanhua Saint Clan. Now that I just have time, I will ask the old man to tell him carefully."

"Man Wanhua, there is a big cause and effect for our clan, we can't just sit idly by."

Guhuang simply sat down, Ming Yu leaned aside, and Mo Luo was carrying the wine gourd and pouring it fiercely.

"Oh! Gu boy, you don't know something!"

"The Saint Clan of Wanhua is more than a good race, it can be said to be a truly pure and good race. There are no 10,000 races and civilizations that have been favored by the great Magnificent Heaven and Earth, but there are also 8,000."

"After the opening of the sky, the first batch of races born in this race belonged to semi-innate races, so this race was born with a strong talent."

"The most unfamiliar with powerful races bullying the weak, the Wanhua Saints have become the backers of some weak races over time, but as time goes by, the strong races in the past will not always be strong, and the weak will not remain weak forever."

"If it's annihilated by the big clan that has caused cause and effect, that's all right, but the ones who shot are all the races that have been blessed by the Ten Thousand Transformation Saints in the past."

"As far as the old man knows, there are three race leaders, one is the You Clan, the other is the Soul Clan, and the other is the Xuan Clan. These three clans are the chief evil of the Wanhua Saint Clan who led the eradication of the Wanhua Saint Clan, and there are dozens of races large and small. ."

"Because the old Wanhua boy is not in the Wanhua Saint Clan, this is an escape, otherwise he will undoubtedly die."

"Our Human Race has also received the favor of the Wanhua Saint Race a long time ago."

"It's just a pity that such a powerful and good race has suffered misfortune for no reason."

The old man Feng Jiuyou mentioned that the face was full of helplessness, and he directly took Wang Lan's wine gourd. Even after taking a few sips, he was extremely depressed.

"The destruction of the Wanhua clan is an inevitable number."

"Because their talents are too strong, they can turn the arts of all races in the world for their own use, and they are semi-innate creatures, and their potential and good fortune are determined by their feet."

"They also don't need boundary strength and spirit to cultivate to the eighteenth order. Moreover, the Wanhua Saints do not intermarry with foreign races, but they take care of the human race."

"Human race was once the **** food of all races, and Wanhua Saint race protected the race. Isn't this adding barriers to all races?"

"On the surface, those great clans are true, but secretly there is the support of the imaginary death civilization. Without the support of the imaginary death civilization, who would dare to attack the Wanhua Saint Clan."

"Brother Feng, I would like to advise you to let that kid Wanhua give up! They are too strong to fight against the illusory civilization, but they are known as the devil among the demons and the king of all demons."

Mo Luo took the stubborn conversation, so he poured a basin of cold water down...

"Is it scary to die of a civilization?"

"Father, you always come to realize that if we go to the ruins of the Wanhua Saint Clan, we may still be able to save it."

Guhuang seemed to be very confident, so naturally he wouldn't be afraid of Xuxu civilization. No one knew the Xuxu civilization better than him. This was the enemy of a certain period of time.

"Save, save what?" Old man Feng Jiuyou was terrified, and he didn't understand the meaning of Guhuang at all.

"Of course it is to save the Wanhua Saints, unless they are directly obliterated from the level of the three irreversible laws."

"Otherwise, they can still be saved."

"Master, trust me!"

"The Saint Clan of Wanhua is a friend of our human race, and also our friendly army."

"If you don't save me if you die, that's not what our human race does."

Gu Huang smiled slightly, the big deal is to use the power of the dominion to forcibly interfere with the three irreversible laws, and also to reverse the extinction of the Wanhua Saint Clan.