Shura God Emperor

Xiao Yu was very depressed on the side, but Yanyue seemed a little surprised.

"Do you know our family?"

"Hehe, the breath of blood on your body makes me feel familiar. How long has Yan Gao been dead now?"

Yanyue took a deep breath, her eyes a little solemn.

"Yangao is our ancestor, ten thousand years ago."

Xiao Yu on the side was also very surprised. In this way, the life of this person would have been a thousand years ago!

But it's no wonder that the lives of these gods are endless, and for fear of being left in the world, they will not dissipate so simply.

Just like Qiongqi, in the lower planes, there are thousands of years. And the Golden Winged Roc, trapped in a weapon, has spent a thousand years.

With regard to the history of the Nine Heavens World, Xiao Yu had heard too many tens of thousands of words, even hundreds of thousands of years ago.

It is enough to imagine how huge the history of Nine Heavens World is.

The middle-aged man smiled faintly: "Does it feel different from what you think? Especially you, the son of Shura."

When Xiao Yu heard the sound, this person actually knew his identity!

But this is not surprising, this plane of space belongs to this person, and he doesn't know any reason for whatever happened to him outside.

At this time, the middle-aged talent began to face Xiao Yu and said: "I didn't expect that the one who broke into my secret realm of good fortune would turn out to be the son of Shura. What's the matter with your Shura clan now."

As Yanyue wanted to say something and stopped, Xiao Yu's eyes dimmed for a while, but the latter had already cheered up and said, "The family is ruined and nowhere to be found."

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, then shook his head and said, "But this is also a destiny."

It was also the first time that Xiao Yu heard that his Shura clan's demise was related to the destiny, and when he knew that the middle-aged man outside was also like this, it would be another scene.

Yanyue also seemed to feel sorry for Xiao Yu. She changed the subject and said, "Senior, then ask good luck."

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "Little girl, she has a good temperament and character, I like it."

Yanyue's face flushed, and the middle-aged man had clearly seen through her tricks.

"But you seem to have the power of a seal, you can't control this power if you want to." Yanyue's eyes flickered and she was silent.

Xiao Yu glanced at Yanyue, it really was!

There really is an unknown force in Yanyue!

However, the middle-aged man did not go on, glanced at the two of them, and said: "I thought it would be very rare to be able to walk in a son of choice, but I didn't expect to meet a descendant of the same kind."

Then, the middle-aged man put down the fishing rod in his hand and slowly stood up.

There is no slight fluctuation in his breath, but standing like this, he has a condescending feeling, covering the sky with one hand.

That feeling is so sacred, so far away.

This is the audit that stood between heaven and earth in the past!

The middle-aged man sighed and said: "It is true that I was born in the age when gods and gods were established. At that time, the world of nine days was the period when gods appeared the most. But unfortunately, because of a battle between gods and monsters, countless gods It just fell, and it must have been tens of thousands of years until now."

Xiao Yu was shocked, and it was the age of the gods!

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