Chapter 58: Ancient Traces
"It's the Ancient Land of a human great power! I heard the cries of human residual thoughts, they are inside."
The Snow Luo Sha clenched her hands, her pretty face flushed with excitement.
Lv Fang showed an expectant look, a special place where one might obtain "Ancient Divine Abilities" from the "traces" of a human great power.
The entrance was uncovered larger and larger by the ripples of mysterious light.
The ancient aura rushing toward them rippled in the chaotic stone pillar area, making people feel as if they were bathing in ancient style.
The large and small Clan Luck Kuns wandered in the wind, drilling into the Ancient Land one after another, roaming above the mountain range that could not be seen at a glance,
"This..."
The smile on Lv Fang's face faded!
After coming in, he felt suppressed by a mysterious power. Although it only suppressed a little, it shouldn't be!
He Zixuan hesitated: "Isn't this the human great power's..."
After some exchange, everyone was stunned.
Everyone was suppressed, and there was only one possibility: this was not the Ancient Land of a human great power!
"Woo woo woo..."
The Barbarian and Monster Clan Luck Kun, less than ten zhang long, dived straight upward, and then performed a gorgeous Kun fall.
Beams of luck light turned into streams of light, merging into the bodies of the remaining Barbarians and Monsters on its back.
The Barbarian Chi Jue, the White-Eyed Tiger, and the Golden-Furred Demonic Ape, who bore the brunt, had a large amount of luck light enter their bodies, especially the Golden-Furred Demonic Ape, who obtained almost one-third of the luck.
One Barbarian and Monster after another drifted down, and they let out bursts of cheers.
"This is the Ancient Land of our race's great power! It's not the human race's!"
"Marquis Lord Wenguan! Thank you very much! Hahaha..."
"Kill the prophecy person! Kill the prophecy person!"
"Woo woo woo..."
The human Clan Luck Kun continued to fly toward the end of the mountain range. Compared to the excitement and encouragement of the Barbarians and Monsters, the people on Lv Fang's side were almost all drooping their heads.
Clearly they had racked their brains and strengthened the Clan Luck Kun!
But the Ancient Land that was opened was actually the Barbarians and Monsters'.
This sense of disparity and frustration shrouded everyone's heart.
"Gentlemen, don't be discouraged!"
Lv Fang said sternly: "If I'm not mistaken, this should be the Ancient Land of the human, Barbarian, and Monster great powers. The reason the Clan Luck Kun didn't swallow the Barbarian and Monster one is probably because both need to be together to open this place."
"Marquis Lord Wenguan, you don't need to comfort us. If this is also the Ancient Land of a human great power, why are we suppressed?"
The talented woman Tao Yidie said lost.
Others were also gray-faced and listless.
Lv Fang smiled faintly and said: "I am not comforting you, nor am I guessing wildly. Do you remember what the Snow Luo Sha said when this place opened?"
The Snow Luo Sha scratched her head, her eyes lit up and said: "I heard the cries of human residual thoughts here!"
Lv Fang nodded: "I believe you all know that the Snow Luo Sha can hear special things. It was also because she heard the cries of human residual thoughts in the chaotic stone pillar area that she drew out the two Clan Luck Kuns."
"She could hear the cries of human residual thoughts when this place opened, which means there are a large number of human residual thoughts here!"
"The Clan Luck Kun beneath us is still moving forward, perhaps it is taking us to find the area of the Ancient Land of a human great power!"
As if responding to Lv Fang.
The Clan Luck Kun beneath them let out an ethereal cry: "Woo woo woo..."
"It responded!"
Wang Teng cried with joy, sprawled on the back of the Clan Luck Kun in a big shape, and kowtowed repeatedly with his hands together.
Everyone pondered for a moment and barely showed a smile.
Lv Fang gave a preventive shot: "Taking a step back, if there is no Ancient Land of a human great power here, we can still gather together to resist the Barbarians and Monsters, and self-preservation is more than enough."
He had a premonition that there was an Ancient Land of a human great power here.
But before everything happened, who dared to be one hundred percent sure? If it weren't for everyone being too discouraged, he wouldn't have stood up to say these things.
"There will definitely be an Ancient Land of the human race!"
Wang Teng climbed up and looked toward the distance of the mountain range with bright eyes.
The Clan Luck Kun flew south and didn't stop for a day and a night.
The dawn of the second day shone down.
On a mountain range, the Clan Luck Kun performed a Kun fall!
Beams of luck light splashed out from the hundred-zhang-long Clan Luck Kun, and twenty-four people, one spirit, and one Luo Sha were all wrapped in light beams and drifted down slowly.
"What a big light beam!"
The Snow Luo Sha opened her mouth wide and looked at the luck light beam wrapping Lv Fang.
Others' light beams were only the size of a well mouth, hers and Shui Yao's were only the size of a fist, while Lv Fang's was the size of a mountain peak.
It occupied almost seven-tenths of the luck light beam.
Lv Fang was naturally happy to obtain so much luck, but the Kun fell, and the Ancient Land of a human great power was not found. This shouldn't be...
Under suppression, if the Barbarians and Monsters united again to surround and suppress them, the consequences would be unimaginable!
After all, there was a huge gap in numbers between the two sides.
He could indeed unite everyone to deal with it, but that would be too passive. In case the Barbarians and Monsters also comprehended ancient divine abilities...
If there was an Ancient Land of the human race, it would be different.
The Barbarians and Monsters might not dare to cross the area to surround and suppress them.
"Look! What is that!"
The talented woman Tao Yidie looked up into the distance and said.
It turned out that after the Kun fall was completed, a mysterious light appeared in the distant sky, followed by one turning into ten thousand, condensing into a mottled picture scroll, and the sawtooth-shaped "light" scroll melted heaven and earth.
Hum!
An otherworldly sound that penetrated the soul sounded.
All the humans, Barbarians, and Monsters who heard it had their hair stand on end, and a sense of fear surged into their hearts!
Boom!
Lv Fang's face was pale, his legs were trembling, and Guan Yunchang holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade appeared behind him!
Not just him!
Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down He Zixuan's forehead, and his Great Scholar Ink Treasure: Grand Brush appeared to protect himself!
Pei Kuang and the others were also subconsciously stimulated to trigger Eight Trigrams and war poems...
They saw a thousand-zhang giant sitting in the air on the mottled picture scroll. He was milky white all over, with four wings on his back, one eye and one mouth.
The only eye looked down at all living beings teasingly!
He opened his mouth full of sharp teeth with disdain and made ancient syllables.
Although they couldn't understand, Lv Fang's mind automatically surfaced what he said: "You want to defy God's will! You want to go to war with God?"
"He is God!"
Wang Teng sat on the ground, his face scared to the point of losing color.
"Even if he is God, he is an ancient residual thought! How can God exist in this world!"
Pan Youzhi shook his head and denied.
"Hiss!" He Zixuan gasped and said:
"He is not God, but the God-Man race..."
"I once read an ancient book, which had sparse records. In the early days of the ancient ten thousand races' hegemony, there was a powerful alien race that claimed to be the descendants of God, so they were named the God-Man race. Their characteristic was having four wings on their backs and being born with divine strength, but their numbers were very few, and they were also the first group of races to perish."
Lv Fang frowned and said: "If it is the ancient traces of the God-Man race? Why are the Barbarians and Monsters not suppressed?"
He Zixuan smiled bitterly: "Don't you think he is somewhat similar to the Barbarians and Monsters? I have consulted relevant books, and the worthies have speculated that the dragon has nine sons, each different. The God-Man race may have the bloodline of the ancestors of the Barbarians and Monsters. Through long years of reproduction, they finally became this appearance." ===== CHAPTER 59 =====
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