Hearing this, Xie Dao couldn't help it anymore. Along the way, he first asked about the ancient system, whose attitude was not good, then the sky system and the spirit system. Although the attitude was better later,
But all of them refused.
They don't help!
No one is willing to help at all.
If it was just a private matter to ask for help, Xie Dao wouldn't say anything. After all, it was a private matter.
But looking for the red lotus is related to the survival of all living beings in this world. If the red lotus can be found first, then the first tribe can take the initiative.
If the illusion is not restored, many people from the First Clan will die.
Although the Chu tribe has been reincarnated throughout the ages, fewer and fewer people have been reincarnated because they have to be reincarnated under some special circumstances.
From ancient times to the present.
Of the hundred thousand First Clan, only a few hundred have been reincarnated so far, and most of the rest have lost their souls and cannot be reincarnated again.
These primitive tribesmen sacrificed everything to protect this world.
Not to mention others, the prison slave king Tianyin and a group of prison slaves are willing to transform into prison slaves and stay inside in order to protect the third floor of the black prison.
The other prison slaves were okay, their consciousness had collapsed after all.
But Tianyin, the Prison Slave King, is different. Her consciousness has been preserved, and she clearly knows what happened before she became a Prison Slave.
It seems like a good thing, but it's actually very painful.
She was conscious and stayed alone in the black prison for millions of years. Although she was accompanied by other prison slaves, those slaves were not conscious. She was the only one who was conscious.
Without the collapse of consciousness, the Prison Slave King Tianyin was already very powerful.
For the sake of all sentient beings in this world, the sacrifice of the Prison Slave King Tianyin was so great. She was willing to stay in the Black Prison alone for millions of years.
But what about the people being protected?
What did they do?
Xie Dao became increasingly angry and wanted to kill someone.
Not only Xie Dao, but also Xiao Yun, but he is much calmer than Xie Dao. After all, he has encountered many things along the way, so he can suppress his anger.
But now, it's obviously unbearable.
If you can't suppress it, then don't suppress it.
"I got the ancient corpse based on my own ability. If you can't get it yourself, that's your business. Still want to ask for it?" Xiao Yun said coldly.
"As the First Clan, you should consider the sentient beings in this world and hand over those ancient corpses so that we Ancient Gods can have more powerful people. In this way, it will be good for you and good for us." The Bald First God
Narrowing his eyes, he said that he was sure that the First Clan would not dare to take action at will.
After all, the First Clan must maintain relations with all other clans. If there is a breakdown, the First Clan must deal with the troublemakers.
Precisely because of knowing this, the bald Chushen concluded that Xiao Yun and others did not dare to cause trouble at will.
"What if I don't give it?" Xiao Yun looked at the bald Chushen.
"Those ancient corpses belong to my ancient god clan, and you won't give them to me? As a first clan member, if you take something from my ancient god clan, according to the rules of the first clan, you will definitely be severely punished." The bald first god said indifferently.
Hearing these words, Xie Dao's anger rose.
Don’t you know about the First Clan and the Supreme God?
How do you know it now?
It is clearly selective forgetting.
The ancient gods surrounding Xiao Yun and others took a few steps forward. Their tall bodies gave people a strong sense of oppression.
Suddenly, Xiao Yun crushed an ancient soul weapon, his aura surged, and then chopped it off with a single blow.
Before an ancient god could react, his head was already missing.
The sudden turn of events was startling.
The expression of the bald first god suddenly changed, obviously he didn't expect Xiao Yun to take action right away.
As for Yun Tianzun, he looked calm. He had known for a long time that Xiao Yun would definitely take action, so he was not surprised.
"As a member of the First Clan, you dare to kill members of my Ancient God Clan! You are trying to provoke a war between the First Clan and the Ancient God Clan." The bald First God was furious.
"The First Tribe has protected you since the ancient times and has paid an unknown price. Some of the First Tribes even keep coming back to protect you. But what have you done? What have you provided for the First Tribe? When you are needed, you have
They are plotting against the Chu clan."
Xiao Yun held a black knife and pointed at the bald First God, "Are you planning to rely on whoever is stronger after the First Clan and the Supreme God decide the winner?"
Hearing these words, the bald Chushen's face became uncertain. They did have this idea, and they would rely on whoever was stronger.
Not only him, but also the senior officials of the Ancient God Clan think so, and some senior officials of the Ancient God Clan have even been in contact with the Supreme God.
As for whether he has joined the Supreme God's side, the Bald First God doesn't know, but someone must have joined the Supreme God's camp.
"So what? You should know very well that with the current strength of your original clan, you are simply unable to fight against the Supreme God. Originally, our ancient god clan was still considering whether to help you, but you killed our ancient god clan's
people."
The bald First God looked at Xiao Yun with a stern expression, "I will report this matter to the clan leaders. Our Ancient God clan will never let it go so easily."
Hearing these words, the corners of Xie Dao's eyes almost burst.
Two lives are human beings.
In his previous life, he was the Yin Yang Sword Master. Although he was not as good as the Sage of Sword Dao, he was still ranked among the top most powerful ones.
In ancient times, he was full of passion just to protect the common people in this world.
The results of it?
But got such a reward.
At this moment, Xie Dao felt chilled.
Not only the evil sword, but even the well-informed and always steady Yun Tianzun was chilled. If they were protecting these people, then they would rather die than protect them, because there was no point in doing so.
"They killed our companions, slaughtered them." An ancient god in green armor rushed towards Xiao Yun and the others.
Xiao Yun was keenly aware of the divine slave mark appearing between the eyebrows of this green-armored ancient god. It was obviously planned by the Supreme God.
We want them to break away from the Ten Thousand Clans and the Ancient God Clan.
Xiao Yun knew that this was a pit planted by the Supreme God. Even if they didn't step in, others from the First Clan would.
But now that the attitudes of all races and ancient gods are like this, what is the difference between this and a break?
Xiao Yun took a step forward and slashed with the black knife in his hand.
boom!
The three ancient gods were unable to avoid it and were killed on the spot. The residual power contained in it even hurt the other ancient gods.
Xiao Yun held a black knife and killed him.
At this time, the evil sword also took action. He would not think about it so much anymore. He only knew that Xiao Yun had taken action. As a senior brother, how could he watch Xiao Yun being besieged.
Yun Tianzun sighed, but he was not slow to start. He had already appeared in front of the bald Chushen and pointed at his eyebrows.
At this time, a golden light appeared on the eyebrows of the bald First God. This was the power of the First God, which could resist soul cultivators from entering the sea of consciousness.
Seeing Yun Tianzun and others take action, the expression of the bald primordial god changed. He originally thought that they would not dare, but he did not expect that they would take action as soon as they said so. Furthermore, Xiao Yun was merciless in his attacks. Every time the black knife struck, there was always an ancient god.