In the dark palace, a slender figure stood straight in front of Jiang Xiaofan. The lifeless body flickered with a faint metallic luster. It had not decayed and was clearly very powerful. Most importantly, there were three pairs of black wings behind the body. They were dazzling and eye-catching.
"As expected, this place is really related to the God Race!"
Jiang Xiaofan muttered.
Beside him, Xian Yuewu tugged at Jiang Xiaofan's sleeve and whispered, "Xiaofan, what is that?"
"A Divine Envoy, not a human."
Jiang Xiaofan said.
He knew about the Six-Winged Divine Envoy not because of the ancient books. There were no such records in the ancient books. These words were uttered by the old swindler.
"Divine Envoy?"
The girl clearly did not understand.
Although she did not understand, she did not ask further. She just looked ahead quietly. With three pairs of black wings on its back, the so-called Divine Envoy was clearly not ordinary. However, the girl was not afraid at all because Jiang Xiaofan was beside her.
"Six-Winged …"
Jiang Xiaofan spoke in a low voice while divine light flickered in his eyes.
Not long ago, the Ye Family was besieged by the Ancient Race and the three hidden families. The old liar arrived at the last moment and swept everyone away. This was a legendary existence of the Sacred Heavens. How could Jiang Xiaofan let him go? He coaxed and pestered the old liar to ask a lot of things. Naturally, the God Race was one of them!
Divine Envoy was just a title. They were related to the God Race but were not part of the God Race. The so-called Divine Envoys were just war puppets created by the God Race. However, this was also one of the reasons why the God Race was so powerful.
"Some madman of the God Race created a fake and inferior bloodline …"
This was what the old liar said at that time.
The war puppets of the God Race had flesh, blood, and consciousness. However, strictly speaking, they were neither human nor God Race. Using them as puppets was the most appropriate description. According to the old liar, the number of war puppets of the God Race far exceeded the number of members of the God Race. They were the most basic combat strength of the God Race.
"Xiaofan, it's very powerful. It's even stronger than those people from before."
Xian Yuewu whispered.
"Yes, comparable to the eighth level of the Profound Immortal Realm."
Jiang Xiaofan nodded.
The god race's war golems were new lifeforms born from the fusion of different bloodlines. Their main characteristic was the wings on their backs, and the number of wings was the most obvious indicator of their combat prowess.
"Six Wings, Mystic Immortal …"
Jiang Xiaofan muttered.
He had learned from the old liar that the war puppets of the God Race were all called God's Disciples if they were below Six Wings. Once they reached Six Wings, they would possess combat power comparable to a Xuan Immortal and would be called God's Emissaries. After them were the Nine Wings, who were known as Divine Generals. Their battle prowess was comparable to the Three Clear Ancient Kings. The strongest were the Twelve Wings, who were known as Divine Venerables. Their battle prowess was comparable to the Luo Tian experts.
In fact, the war golems created by the God Race with their various bloodlines were independent lifeforms with their own consciousness. They could also become stronger through cultivation. There was no substantial difference between them and real living beings. The reason they were called puppets was because they were created by the Protoss. Their bodies were branded with the Protoss' brand. No matter what, they could not disobey the orders of the Protoss. They were no different from puppets.
"Clang!"
A metallic sound rang out as the Six-Winged God's Emissary swooped down.
Although it was already dead, its aura was very strong. Its murderous intent was cold and intimidating. The air crackled due to the friction. It held a rusty spear in its hand and directly pierced through the space in the passage.
"Immortal weapon …"
Jiang Xiaofan frowned.
Although the spear in the opponent's hand was almost decayed, Jiang Xiaofan could still tell from the faint aura fluctuation that it was an Immortal weapon. It was just that more than half of it had been destroyed in the long river of time.
"Clang!"
He stretched out his right hand and blocked it with his bare hand.
"Crack!"
A moment later, the spear was destroyed, and the fragments fell to the ground.
Jiang Xiaofan let go of Xian Yuewu's hand. "Xiao Wu, step back …"
He wanted to test how strong the Six-Winged God's Emissary was.
"Okay."
The girl was very obedient and carefully took a few steps back.
The weapon of the Six-Winged God's Emissary was destroyed, but its combat strength was even more terrifying. Its body that flickered with a metallic luster was even stronger than an Immortal weapon. Every strike it made caused the surrounding space to distort. Its combat strength was very shocking.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The sound of fist and palm colliding constantly echoed in the passage, and yin energy swept up.
Jiang Xiaofan naturally did not use his full strength. He was testing the strength of the Six-Winged God's Emissary bit by bit.
In the end, after dozens of exchanges, he had a rough idea of the Six-Winged God's Emissary's strength. It was much stronger than an ordinary Eighth Heaven Profound Immortal cultivator. Especially its physique, it was absolutely comparable to the Half-step Three Pure Ones. It was very terrifying.
"That's enough …"
He waved his hand and smashed the Six-Winged God's Emissary into pieces.
The Six-Winged God's Emissary was smashed into pieces. In addition to the dense aura of death, there was also a pool of black blood on the ground.
"Swoosh!"
Jiang Xiaofan raised his hand and captured a drop of black blood in his palm.
Although the black blood was surrounded by dense yin energy, it was also filled with a faint divinity. Jiang Xiaofan scanned it with his divine sense and couldn't help but be surprised. The power contained in this drop of blood was too strong. It definitely surpassed most human and ancient race cultivators.
"How many of these lifeforms did those lunatics of the God Race create!?"
He was a little shocked.
These lifeforms created with all kinds of tyrannical bloodlines were all extraordinary and many times stronger than ordinary lifeforms. If there were many of these lifeforms, it would definitely be a very terrifying thing if they really matured.
Just think about it. If the God Race obtained the blood of the Great Yin Bloodline, they would use the Great Yin Blood to create a Pseudo Great Yin Physique. Although its potential was far from a true Great Yin Physique, it was much stronger than ordinary lifeforms. And they could create many of these lifeforms. Just thinking about it made Jiang Xiaofan's heart palpitate.
"They're really f * cking crazy!"
Jiang Xiaofan gritted his teeth. This method was simply too reckless and inhumane.
No wonder Her Highness hated that place.
He shook his head. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest. A feeling of fear appeared in his heart, making him suddenly panic. It was as if he was about to lose something important.
"What's going on!?"
The bad feeling came and went quickly, causing cold sweat to form on his forehead.
Almost at the same time, on an unknown ancient planet far away, a girl in blue suddenly raised her head. A hint of surprise appeared on her face. "Ah Zi, I just felt it again. He's thinking about me."
"Yes."
Next to her, a purple-haired youth had a faint smile on his face.
"Ah Zi, when do you think Brother Jiang will come to pick me up?" The girl in blue stretched out her jade-like hands to support her cheeks. She puffed up her pink and red face and said, "I really don't like this place. They're not good people."
The girl in blue blinked and looked at the most magnificent central palace in the distance. A hint of indignation appeared on her face. "I know. Father wants to use me. His method is wrong. I won't help him. I definitely won't help him! "
Next to her, the purple-haired youth was slightly shocked.
Looking at the playful girl next to him, he fell silent. A moment later, he seemed to have made a decision. He looked at the girl in blue and said, "Since you don't like it, Ziye, take the princess away and send you to him."
A look of surprise appeared on the girl in blue's face, but it quickly disappeared.
"No, Ah Zi. I know. If I go to him now, it will bring him a lot of trouble." The girl in blue shook her head. A sweet smile appeared on her face, and her eyes formed a crescent moon shape. "I'll stay here and wait for him to pick me up. This is my agreement with him."
The little princess, who had always been like a child, actually understood that leaving now would bring trouble to that person. This made the purple-haired youth slightly surprised. But soon, a smile appeared on his face again. It was as if he was looking at his own daughter. His eyes were full of concern. "You trust him a lot?"
"Yes, I trust him!"
The girl nodded vigorously. Then, she turned her body to tease the white kitten next to her.
"Ow!"
The white kitten called lazily. It opened its eyes and closed them again.
Next to her, the purple-haired youth stood up and said softly, "Princess, rest for a while. I'll go out first."
"Okay, okay."
The girl nodded and waved her hand at the purple-haired youth.
The purple-haired youth smiled and nodded. He walked out of the crimson palace and closed the door behind him.
He turned around, and the smile on his face disappeared. It was replaced by a cold expression.
His weathered eyes flickered with a cold light. With a hint of killing intent, he looked straight at the Central Palace. "You want to use her God Law to return those pseudo bloodlines to the origin and give birth to the true origin bloodline body? Don't even think about it! If he doesn't come here to pick her up 100 years later, I will personally destroy everything you have! "
He turned his head again and looked straight into the distance. His weathered and deep eyes seemed to be able to see through time and space. "100 years. What realm can you reach in 100 years? Can you enter the Sacred Heavenly Realm …? "
His faint words seemed to penetrate the barrier of the great world. It was also like a strange power of thought. Jiang Xiaofan, who was in the Fairy Planet's Ancient God Mausoleum, felt his heart tremble violently. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky outside the ancient mausoleum. A trace of deep confusion appeared on his face.
"What's going on!?"
His brows were deeply furrowed.
The sudden sense of panic just now made him very uncomfortable.
"What's wrong?"
Suddenly, a weak voice sounded beside him. Someone tugged at the corner of his clothes.
Jiang Xiaofan turned his head. Xian Yuewu had walked over at some point. She was tugging at the corner of his clothes and looking up at him. Her beautiful face was filled with deep concern and worry.
"I'm fine."
Jiang Xiaofan gently patted her head and shook his head with a smile.
The Six-Winged Divine Envoy was destroyed by him. The Yin energy in this passage instantly weakened by a lot.
He and Xian Yuewu continued to walk forward. His eyes flickered with a faint light. Since he had seen the Six-Winged Divine Envoy of the God Race here, he was sure that this place was definitely related to the God Race. He suddenly felt that this place might be hiding some big secrets …
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