As soon as Yang Fan and Xueer fell, Xueer immediately protected Burning Bing behind her. Yang Fan soared into the sky. When he was in the air, the huge laser sword in his hand had already cut all over. After all, Yang Fan immediately put away the laser sword. The King's Sword was held in his hand and slashed four times one after another. A gust of wind immediately rolled up in the calm blood-colored space. It was the wind brought by the power of the King's Sword, and a whine sounded out with the sound of the wind.

It turned out that just as Yang Fan and Xueer landed, Xueer suddenly issued an alarm and marked the target position.

The target was hit, but Yang Fan's brows were still furrowed together. "Why are there humans here?" This question immediately popped into Yang Fan's mind.

However, Yang Fan's movements were not slow at all. After landing, he immediately rushed towards him like a target he had cut down.

When Xueer protected Fenbing over, Yang Fan's kingly sword was already pointing at a red man lying on the ground. This man was dressed in black, but under this red light, he turned red.

Yang Fan was also shocked when he saw the man on the ground. Because the other party was an elf, Yang Fan looked at it carefully and was a little different because there was a very obvious black mark on the forehead of the elf.

"Who are you?" Yang Fan asked.

The elves lying on the ground (even if they are considered elves.) looked at Xueer in surprise and stammered for a long time: "Goddess of Life! Goddess of Life." Yang Fan looked at him and was obviously a little confused. Then Yang Fan heard him murmured: "It's been hundreds of millions of years, but you still refuse to let us go!"

Yang Fan was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that this person had survived here for hundreds of millions of years, and even a mediocre person for hundreds of millions of years should become a god. However, this person's strength was only at the peak of the ninth level, so Yang Fan cut him down with his eight swords.

Xueer walked to him and squatted down. Yang Fan squatted down. The male elf was immediately frightened and retreated with her feet.

Xueer stood up and said, "He was confused in his mind, and he only had one thought, that is, the goddess of life is coming to kill them again?"

Yang Fan pondered for a moment and said, "In this way, he is not the only elves here?"

Xueer nodded and corrected Yang Fan's mistake and said: "They are not elves. I know from his brain waves that they are night elves. They should have lived here for hundreds of millions of years. I'm afraid the others will not be able to ask if he wakes up."

Yang Fan was a little surprised when he heard this. It was a terrible time for hundreds of millions of years to survive here, especially in such an environment, even if he was not stimulated, he would become crazy. The night elf Yang Fan also saw it in the novel, and the details were not so clear.

"Xue'er! Let him settle down!" Yang Fan said. Xue'er nodded and pouted, walking to the night elf, squatted down and stretched out her middle finger with her left hand. When she stretched out, a light shot out from her fingers and pointed directly at the man's eyebrows.

After a while, Xueer stood up and said, "He will wake up in a while!" Yang Fan nodded and slightly blocked Xueer and Fenbing. Yang Fan thought so, maybe he was so frightened because he regarded Xueer and Fenbing as the goddess of life.

The night elves on the ground woke up with a hum. Yang Fan immediately spoke, "Don't be afraid! We are not the goddess of life, we are humans, not elves."

The man seemed a little confused, but when he heard Yang Fan's words, he looked at Yang Fan carefully. Yang Fan continued, "We won't hurt you!" The man looked at Yang Fan's ears and finally confirmed that Yang Fan was not an elf, and his emotions were obviously much more stable.

Seeing him stabilize, Yang Fan gently pulled Fenbing out and said, "Don't be afraid! Look, we are all humans."

Despite this, Fenbing's appearance still made him a little scared, but after seeing it clearly, he slowly recovered. Yang Fan introduced Xueer and Fenbing so carefully and asked: "Why are you here? How many people are there?"

The man heard Yang Fan’s question, turned his eyes and looked at Yang Fan and said, “You promise not to hurt us?”

Yang Fan nodded heavily, and the night elf hesitated for a moment before saying, "I will take you to see our elder!"

Night Elf Elder? Yang Fan had too many doubts in his heart, such as why these people were here? When Yang Fan heard the word Night Elf Elder, he became worried. Such a person is already a ninth-level master. Their elders should have stronger abilities and stayed for hundreds of millions of years. Could he want to introduce us?

However, when Yang Fan arrived at the night elves' base, he completely gave up this idea. Because at the base, Yang Fan saw many night elves without even any ability.

Soon Yang Fan saw the elder in the mouth of the elf in a blood-red hut. Yang Fan was shocked at the first sight. An old man sat quietly on a stone in the hut. What surprised Yang Fan was that the person's eyes were also blood-red. Yang Fan guessed that he might have been here for too long and his eyes were assimilated by the environment here.

The old man saw that Yang Fan and others were very calm, and waited for Yang Fan and the other two to sit down before he slowly spoke: "Young man, how did you get here!"

Yang Fan thought for a while and said, "I came in!" The old man said "Oh" and said nothing.

Yang Fan asked curiously: "Then how did you get here? And I know you have been here for hundreds of millions of years?"

Perhaps it was because the old man hadn't talked to others for hundreds of millions of years, and he would talk too much when he met Yang Fan and the other two. He looked at the roof. Yang Fan knew that he was sorting out his thoughts. If anyone had hundreds of millions of years of memory, he also needed to sort out frequently. It would be very amazing to be able to not forget it.

"It's a long story!" said the old man. The box below opened.

"You are from the Lihun Continent, are you?" the old man suddenly asked Yang Fan. Yang Fan nodded without saying anything, because he knew that the old man was about to start his story.

"There was an elves in the Soul Lihun Continent hundreds of millions of years ago! There was also a night elves. At that time, the elves had the highest goddess of life, and our night elves also had the highest goddess of dark night. From when, the two tribes began to fight, just to seize the ownership of the Elf Lake. This contradiction evolved into hatred after tens of thousands of years. In the end, a large-scale war broke out between the two tribes."

The old man said that he paused again here, and Yang Fan and the other two did not disturb him. The old man's thoughts had been completely simplified to the extreme. He had just said that the changes of hundreds of millions of years had been changed.

The old man paused and continued: "The war lasted for 7,800 years. There were countless casualties and wounded in the two tribes. Both tribes lost many masters, and what was more serious was that three guardian goddesses died in both sides during these 7,800 years. In the last thousand years, a very outstanding goddess of life appeared in the elves. Under her leadership, we finally drove our tribe out of the forest, but the elves still refused to let the Dark Night Clan go, and the pursuit continued. At this moment, the guardian god in the Dark Night Clan was finally born. She was as powerful as the Goddess of Life. In the end, the two led their tribesmen to launch a final battle of fighting on the edge of the Elf Lake. The war lasted for a month, and finally the goddess of life in the Elf Clan summoned the power of the Elf God to defeat the Dark Night God of our tribe."

Yang Fan was looking forward to the war at that time. Although the old man didn't tell it in detail, Yang Fan could still imagine the scene.
Chapter completed!