Maybe it’s one million, maybe it’s ten million, maybe it’s more than one hundred million. In short, the dense demon family surrounded four people with a white and bloodless face in the middle.
They didn’t attack, as if to confirm something, huge eyes full of suspicious, eyes always locked on Chen cold.
"What are you … looking at?"
Chen cold summon up courage to ask, these guys don’t know yourself? How is that possible?
The upper demon race and beast here, like the guards of the Phantom Palace, are not real living creatures, but puppets with some magical powers. They are not transformed into human form, nor are they endowed with the ability to speak, which is why they can’t have such strange behavior.
"Who are you? Why is there the breath of my people? " The majestic voice came from a distance. It was a middle-aged man in a white gown.
"Elder, are you …" Chen Han is absolutely sure that he doesn’t know this person.
"You are not qualified to ask me questions and answer my questions!" Middle-aged people’s eyes are full of strange gray brilliance, which contains an unspeakable strangeness, as if it could devour people’s souls.
"I … I really don’t know you … more don’t know your people …" Chen cold want to die of heart.
"Damn it!"
When the middle-aged man strolled along, all the upper demon families and beasts leaned over, and their eyes were full of respect and fear: "Do you think that I am just a ray of distraction, so I can’t break your breath?" Or, do you want me to personally search your soul and get the answer I think? "
Distraction?
Different from the doppelganger that Xuanyuan Huangdi left on Yuanxing, the doppelganger is a real flesh-and-blood individual, or even a big living person at all.
As for distraction, it is similar to the existence of a wisp of Yuan God, and there is almost no fighting power, just like an empty body of a projection video. However, distracted thinking also has the ability to think, which is more closely related to this deity. Distracted thinking is the thinking of this deity, but the thinking of two places at once exists in an individual way.
Although there is no fighting power, as a brand of spirit, the realm of distraction is exactly the same as that of this deity, which can break all the illusions that this deity can break.
The most important thing is that although this distraction has no fighting capacity, it controls a large number of upper demon families and beasts, and it is easy to kill Chen Han.
"I … I … I don’t know which race my predecessors belong to until now, and how can I know the people you are talking about?" Chen Han is going crazy by his strong majesty, and he is on the verge of breaking the jar.
"That’s right."
The middle-aged man’s figure suddenly changed, and at the same time, an ethereal voice floated in the void: "This race is the emperor of the demon race-chaos!"
It is a 10,000-meter-long, covered with snow-white hair, which is not intimidating, ferocious or fierce in any way. It seems to be an image of a Beijing Ba dog magnified countless times.
When Yi Hao and others were stunned and scared to death, they were also scared to death, and suddenly they smiled with a relaxed smile …
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Chapter 474 The Secret of Beauty
The look of middle-aged people changed from indifference and arrogance to affability, just like seeing the little grandson of ten generations, which made Chen Han feel a tingle in his scalp: why is a person’s change so great?
Although he said that he had a close relationship with Xueyun, the people in his mouth were Xueyun, but he was not so good to himself, was he?
"Is it strange why I am so happy?"
The smiling middle-aged man looked very pleased and said, "Our clan is the emperor of the demon clan, and its strength is beyond your imagination. The key is that as long as our ancestors help us, our clan is completely free from bottlenecks. That is to say, any member of this clan can advance to chaos. However, for other practitioners, it is rare to have one among the 100,000 immortals. This is the advantage of this clan! "
"Chaos?" Chen Han has never heard of such a realm.
"Chaos, the first realm of the sacred order above the immortal, there are some things you don’t need to know for the time being." Middle-aged light say with smile.
"You … the last time I was in the magic palace, I didn’t dare to say anything about my predecessors. Aren’t you afraid …"
"You mean the spirit royal in charge of heaven?"
"God?"
"Lingyu?"
Chen Han and Yi Hao looked at each other completely silly. They didn’t understand what middle-aged people said at all. These words didn’t exist in their memory at all.
Seeing that their faces were full of vacant words, the middle-aged people laughed: "No wonder you don’t know, these things are only known by very few people in the celestial world, and those who know are afraid to say anything. Lingyu, that is, the heaven in your mouth, and Huangtian is the name of the source space he is in charge of. "
"Heaven is a person? ！” Everyone was taken aback by the result.
"What is not a person? Of course, even the ants in the celestial world are immortals, and we are not real people. The strong in the eternal sacred land should be called holy, and the spiritual royal is the strongest person in the sacred land, so he is in charge of the highest level of the imperial heaven and the ruler of heaven. "
"You tell us these …"
"I control the third source of the sacred land in ancient times, and my position is a line lower than that of him. What can he say?"
"Elder …"
Chen Han’s tongue-tied eyes are almost popping out. Although the other person is vague, he has not fully understood the brand-new world view, but the phrase’ status is only a line lower’ alone is enough to scare him in shock, in addition to those secrets that are not detailed but first heard.