Sang Luo straightened his thoughts, everything had to start from a hundred thousand years ago.
First, the human boy killed his way through the divine world, leaving no gods in the world, and then disappeared and fell into the world.
Then the Dead Moon rose up and became a demon god, once again provoking war in the fourteen states of Cangwu.
Indeed, there are so many talented people in the small Cangwu Fourteen Continents, so many that they beat the gods and kill all the immortal realms.
No wonder these people are afraid.
"Who is that human boy who killed someone in the God Realm?"
Sang Luo couldn't help but wonder.
The Immortal Realm was torn apart, and the Chaos Gods were driven out and exterminated. It seemed like it had started from then on.
In the world before this, the status of alien beasts with the blood of the gods was higher than that of many human races.
Since that war, the power of the family has declined, as has the clan. However, the sect has risen, and the human race has occupied the main position in the fairyland.
Sang Luo was very curious about this human boy, but there were very few historical records, and there were only a few descriptions of the boy.
Xuan Mu shook his head after hearing this.
Sang Luo was surprised,
"You don't know either?"
Didn’t he live for more than a hundred thousand years?
Logically speaking, he should have experienced that battle.
Even though he was only a teenager at that time.
Xuan Mu sighed,
"I can't say."
"The cause and effect is too big. If you say her name, you don't know what kind of disaster it will cause."
He remembered that for a long time, someone shouted his name and died suddenly on the spot.
Sang Luo was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
"Is this person so strong?"
With such a powerful power of cause and effect, I am afraid that even the three Taoist ancestors of Wentian Dao Sect cannot do it.
It should be an existence that has already become a god.
Could such a person really die so easily?
Chu Yanshu listened and already had some thoughts in his heart.
Sang Luo seemed to have thought of something and looked up at Xuan Mu.
"Dead Moon is still alive. I met him when I came here."
That guy also came to the Northern Fairyland, but in the past ten years, she had no time to talk to him.
Xuan Mu nodded and looked at Chu Yanshu,
"I know, when I saw him, I knew that the dead moon was not dead."
Sang Luo moved his steps after hearing this and stood sideways in front of Chu Yanshu.
"He has nothing to do with Death Moon."
Xuan Mu looked at Sang Luo's actions and laughed.
"Don't be nervous, I won't do anything to him. If Master recognizes him, then no matter where his soul comes from, he is my junior brother."
Sang Luo also smiled at Xuan Mu,
"Senior brother, I misunderstood, how could I not believe you?"
Xuan Mu glanced at the long sword in her hand that suddenly had a surge of spiritual energy.
"You don't look like you believe me."
If he had spoken a moment later, she would have stabbed him with a knife!
Sang Luo put away the Fengli sword with a smile.
"This is my subconscious reaction, senior brother, don't be surprised."
Xuan Mu shook his head,
"I'm not surprised, but that's not necessarily the case for others."
The voice of his soul comes from the Dead Moon. Once discovered by others, he will definitely be hunted down.
Especially those old guys from Wentian Daozong.
As he spoke, he looked at Sang Luo, raised his hand and threw her a map.
"You two, just hide in my Dao Mountain to practice from now on. I dare not say anything else, but in the Northern Immortal Realm, no one can touch you."
"These are all the training places around Daoshan. You can walk anywhere you want."
Sang Luo took the map, opened it and looked at it.
But Chu Yanshu raised his eyes to look at Xuan Mu and asked,
"Can I enter the realm of reincarnation?"
(End of chapter)
