"Where are you from?"

"I don't know. When I wake up, I don't know how many years have passed, maybe a thousand years or ten thousand years!" Fu Yonglin turned his head and didn't look at Yang Zhen's proud look.

Yang Zhen was stunned, looked at the bastard and asked, "Does the ancient tribe want to hibernate?"

The little cat was stunned: "I don't know!"

Fu Yonglin's mouth began to twitch again!

Hibernate, hibernate, your sister, you are just hibernate, your whole family is hibernate!

Of course, Fu Yonglin dared not say this. Yang Zhen's small sword was still in his hand and gestured. If he dared to say this, he might have done something unscrupulous, a lunatic.

Thinking of this, Fu Yonglin's indescribable part was tightened and he took the initiative to explain: "The great changes in the world, the survival of the ancient clan was threatened, and he was facing the danger of extermination of the clan. Therefore, the saint used his great power to freeze the ancestral land, and we fell into a deep sleep. After waking up, we were now in this world."

"The world changes greatly?" Yang Zhen's expression moved and asked curiously: "But the world's catastrophe?"

"What kind of disaster in heaven and earth?" Fu Yonglin was stunned and seemed a little confused.

Yang Zhen was more confused than him and asked angrily: "It's not the great disaster of heaven and earth that you are hibernating!"

Fu Yonglin was furious and stared at Yang Zhen and said, "In the holy war, the great saint's every move can destroy the world. In the changes of the world, I don't know how many years have the creatures been suffering. My ancient tribe's ancestors participated in the holy war and failed. If I don't protect myself, the entire ancient tribe will be destroyed like other ancient tribes. What would you do if it were you?"

"Holy War!" The little cat's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he stared at Fu Yonglin with a look of surprise and doubt and said, "You mean, the holy war in the Shanglong period?"

"Do you know the Shanggan period?" Fu Yonglin was stunned, looked at the bastard and shook his head and said, "Even if you have heard of the Shanggan period, you can't understand how terrifying the sacred war that ruined the world was in the Shanggan period."

The little cat murmured to himself: "Damn, holy war, these ancient tribes actually fell asleep before the great catastrophe of heaven and earth. In this way, they had never experienced the great catastrophe of heaven and earth. They were so lucky that they were so lucky."

After muttering this, the little cat said to Yang Zhen: "Boy, don't ask about the great disaster of heaven and earth. You can't ask, ask something else."

Yang Zhen cursed in his heart, but there was nothing we could do about it. The ancient tribe hibernated too early.

Holy War!

This war sounds like a battle between the great saints. The kind of person who can destroy the world with every move actually fights against the people of the world. What is the purpose of? Is the great disaster of heaven and earth directly related to this holy war?

When Yang Zhen asked all the doubts in his heart, his face changed repeatedly and he finally cursed.

During the period of the year, a holy war that destroyed the world was actually a sentence from an immoral ghost who accidentally understood the power of the void. This immoral ghost called himself the Great Sage of the Void. In the ice field in the extreme north, he accidentally realized and understood the power of the void, but could not be used. Finally, he brought back an ice box. The terrifying void power of the void's body surged and stormed, like a vast ocean, even the great saint changed his face.

Although the Great Sage of Void, who had the power of void, could not use the power of void, he spoke out. Whoever could get the ice box would be able to go to the inheritance left by him in the extreme north and gain the power of void.

After releasing this sentence, the Great Sage of Void was relieved!

The soldiers are resolved!

"Is that a fool?" Yang Zhen looked at Fu Yonglin with a confused look on his face and said, "If you can't use it, you can't use it. Why do you need to solve the problem of soldiers?"

Fu Yonglin glanced at Yang Zhen and said, "Do you think the Great Saint of the Void is willing to be relieved? The power of the Void is a powerful force that all the Great Saints dream of. It is said that as long as you comprehend the power of the void in the realm of the Great Saint, you can break through the shackles of heaven and earth and be promoted to the Great Emperor realm in the future. But the Great Saint who cannot comprehend the power of the void is just the highest level of cultivation to the Dharma period."

Another shackle of heaven and earth?

Yang Zhen looked up at the high sky, and his heart moved. It seemed that even powerful monks at the Great Saint realm or even the Dharma period would inevitably be shackled by heaven and earth and could not truly escape from the cycle of life and death.

No wonder an ice box can cause a holy war that shocked the past and the present, destroying countless races, and even in the end, countless races chose to freeze themselves and fell into a deep sleep.

Although I have not figured out what the great disaster of heaven and earth is and whether it has a direct relationship with the holy war, Yang Zhen now has some understanding of the matters of the Shanggan period.

That Void Great Sage is really an amazing guy. One word or one box can cause turmoil in the world. This is the highest level of One Piece.

After hearing the name of the Great Sage of the Void, Yang Zhen thought about it over and over again, and felt like he had found the goal of his life.

"Can you let me go now?" Fu Yonglin asked cautiously when he saw that Yang Zhen had not spoken for a long time.

"No!" Jianmao and Yang Zhen said in unison.

Before you can empty your mind, you want to let go of you?

Yang Zhen looked at Fu Yonglin as if he was stunned: "What's going on with your Kaitian? Is it really going to resurrect your saint?"

Fu Yonglin looked stagnant, shook his head and said bitterly: "In order to preserve the inheritance of the ancient clan, the saint has lost the fragrance and jade damage. Only a trace of residual soul is left in the world and attached to the ice sculpture. It is not easy to awaken the residual soul."

"Then why are you making such a big noise with great fanfare?" Yang Zhen and the bastard looked at each other and asked curiously.

Fu Yonglin's expression froze, stared at Yang Zhen and said, "This is not your business, Yang Guao, now Fu is in your hands, and if you want to kill me, you can kill me. If you want me to tell the secret of the ancient clan, you don't even think about it."

Yang Zhen was stunned. This guy was a little bit backbone.

Tear!

With a crisp sound, Fu Yonglin's pants were cut with a small sword.

However, although Fu Yonglin's face became pale, even though his pants were cut by Yang Zhen, the cold wind whizzed in, and gritted his teeth and did not answer Yang Zhen's words. Instead, he turned his head and looked as if he was ready to die.

"Long live Demacia!"

A familiar and unfamiliar voice came. Yang Zhen was startled and then suddenly realized that this was an ancient clan language, but the pronunciation was the same.

"Baby cat, what kind of scream would it be if Ben Sao Sheng smeared some honey or something on this little bird in Demacia and got a nest of ants?"

"Oh, this is too cruel, can you still scream?" The little cat said with a look of eagerness and said, "Why don't we try?"

"Well, I think I can try it. It just so happens that my Sao Sheng is a little curious."

Fu Yonglin's whole body began to tremble, turned his head and stared at Yang Zhen and said, "Bastard, the people of the ancient clan would rather die than be insulted by you!"

"You can't help!" Yang Zhen was so happy that he glanced at Fu Yonglin's pants with malicious intentions.

"Yang Fu!" Fu Yonglin gritted his teeth, his face pale, and took a deep breath: "I said, I told you..."

"My fellow Taoist, I wonder what my ancient tribe offended. Do you want to insult my tribe so much?"

An ethereal voice suddenly came from behind Yang Zhen. Fu Yonglin looked up and looked up. He was immediately angry and shook it with a slight thrust, his head tilted and unconscious.

Yang Zhen turned his head and looked at the little ice girl of the ancient clan floated here with waves of fairy aura.
Chapter completed!