Chapter 1047： Unbalanced balance, ancient Yan Protoss (1/2)

Fighting against the mainland, the childlike figure still looked at Xiao Lin and Xiao Xiao in puzzlement, as if there was no clue in their memory.

The children's eyes looked at the Taixu Gulong clan as they continued to send the source of life for the two children. With a slight glance, a smile hanged at the corners of their mouths, and they seemed to guess something.

At the same time, somewhere in the world, the fiery red sky, there are nine suns hanging above it, the sun is dazzling, the ground is splattered, there is no river here, there is only a strip of red magma, and this land is There is an extremely gorgeous city, which is suspended in mid-air. Most of the buildings in the city are composed of spar. There is also a huge fire plate in the center of the city. Colorful flames are jumping above the fire plate. Rubbing and making a huge explosion.

”Patriarch Patriarch, there is a bloodline call from the lower realm, is there any assistance?” Standing in the hall of the city, a middle-aged man, his hair is a flame, even his pupils are like a flame, wearing crystal armor on his body A devastating breath erupted, as if the entire space could explode instantly if he wanted to, and in front of him, the patriarch in his mouth was a ball of hundreds of feet of blue-blue flame.

This is Guyan Protoss!

After the middle-aged man's words were spoken, the blue flames radiated a long light, and seemed extremely excited. The flames of the Baizhang suddenly expanded again, the size approached the size of the thousands, and the eyes narrowed rapidly.

”You just said that the Nether has the breath of my tribe?” The old man with blue hair was excited, exuding a small circle of blue and blue fire.

”Yes, the patriarch, according to the report, the breath comes from the space called the Fighting Continent in the lower world, and ...” The middle-aged man said respectfully, paused after speaking.

”And what ?!”

”And also felt the breath of a **** fighting!” The middle-aged man replied.

”Fighting God? How can there be fighting God, can the Nether Tunnel be opened?” The old man with a slight brows frowned slightly and immediately asked.

”Yes, but the patriarch ...”

”Immediately open, I have to see who dare to bully me Guyan Protoss, when my generation is nobody?” The old man with blue hair interrupted the middle-aged, and was a little angry.

”Yes! Let's do this under the clan leader!” The middle-aged man hesitated a little, looked at the look of the old man with blue hair, and dared not say more. After answering yes, he quickly exited the hall.

”Third brother, are you?” The blue-haired old man looked at the middle-aged man after retreating, his eyes narrowed, and his mouth murmured alone.