The Thunder Clan is a place filled with purple air. Purple air clouds and mist fill the place, and dense air rises. This is the pure land of the Thunder Clan. Even high-ranking figures from the Thunder Clan must obtain permission before they can enter here.
The most powerful person of the Thunder Clan, living fossil, ancestor level, and the only god, lives here in seclusion.
On the edge of a cliff, under an ancient pine tree, there were two old men sitting on either side of the stone table. Between them, there was a chess game with black and white chess pieces all over the board.
A silver-haired old man held a white chess piece between his two fingers, staring at the chessboard intently, as if thinking about the next move.
"Is there really no room for relaxation?" After a while, the silver-haired old man asked.
"Hey, no matter how you play, it's still a dead end. You will definitely lose this round." Opposite the silver-haired old man, there is an old man in gray robe. He exudes a lazy temperament, his eyes are slightly squinted, and the sword intention around him sometimes appears, sometimes disappears,
He smiled and said, "You can't change the situation outside."
"There is a way to survive in a dead game." The silver-haired old man's eyes flashed, and he dropped the chess pieces in one step.
Sure enough, in a chess game that was already a dead end, as the silver-haired old man's white chess fell, the dead end was solved and a way out was found.
"Haha" the old man in gray robe smiled lazily and said nothing.
outside world.
Everyone in the Lei Clan is calling devoutly, calling for their ancestor to show up. If the ancestor shows up, then God King Lei Qing will not die.
Unfortunately, no matter how they called, the gods did not appear, or they acquiesced to all this.
"stop"
A long rainbow appeared in the distance, and an urgent voice sounded. Soon, a majestic and extraordinary figure appeared in front of Lei Tiangang. This was a strong man exuding a god-king aura. He quickly said: "Lei Qing, you don't have to
Suicide, important figures have arrived in Hanging City."
"Leishan, someone is really coming to Hanging City." Lei Tiangang was shocked and asked.
The rest of the Lei Clan, including Lei Qing, breathed a sigh of relief.
The last time I heard that Alchemy Saint was going to attack the Lei Clan, Lei Tiangang ordered Lei Shan to go to Mingyao Star to find Hanging City for help.
The Hanging City is just a city with a range of thousands of miles, but the status of the Hanging City is too special, very special. One sect and two gods, two gods are so terrifying. In addition to the two gods, there are eight war gods, all of whom are top-notch.
The fighting power of a god king.
This also shows that the Hanging City has a very rich foundation.
Even the Nanhuang Clan, a holy clan of Mingyao Star, has only one god. They must treat the people in Hanging City with courtesy. After all, the heritage of Hanging City cannot be underestimated.
As for the Thunder Clan, they have been on good terms with Hanging City for generations.
Lei Shan lived up to expectations and went to Xuankong City to invite helpers. He invited a big shot. If Xuankong City intervened, then this Alchemy Sage would also have to think about it. Even if Alchemy Sage insisted on having his own way, the King of Death around him, the two Demon Lords, Cao Shi
Three brothers and so on.
I'm afraid that it has to be stopped for the sake of Hanging City's face.
After all, the two gods are too proud.
"I would like to advise you all, there are big figures coming to the Hanging City, you'd better retreat," Lei Shan said proudly, facing Xu Ran's direction.
"The Hanging City actually wants to intervene." The Death God King's expression changed slightly.
The faces of the two demon lords and the three Cao brothers also looked very ugly.
If Hanging City intervenes, this matter will be a bit tricky. After all, Hanging City has two gods. In addition, there are eight war gods. Each war god has the combat power of a top god king. Among them, the first
His strength is comparable to that of the Death God King.
"Hanging City"
Xu Ran frowned.
This was the second time he heard the name of the Hanging City. The first time was on Earth. The young master of the Hanging City was originally invited by Jian Chen and others to hunt the Black Dragon Empire's third prince, Night Fury, but Mo Yin's slave Mo Gou
, almost insulted Lin Wenrou, he was going to kill Mo Gou.
Finally, Mo Yin came and rescued Mo Gou.
Jian Chen and others also appeared at that time, asking him to let Mo Gou go, because the Hanging City had an extraordinary origin.
Later, Jian Chen invited Mo Yin to deal with the Night Fury together. Mo Yin asked him to apologize to Mo Gou, but he did not. Later, Mo Yin left the earth.
In Xu Ran's heart, he was a little dissatisfied with the man named Mo Yin. Mo Yin's own strength was average, but he had two relatives of gods. From the perspective of the earth, Mo Yin belonged to the kind of super rich second generation, with an extremely arrogant heart.
There is no room for any grievance or loss of face.
Instinctively, Xu Ran had a bad impression of Hanging City.
"The Hanging City has intervened, this is a bit difficult to handle."
"Well, the status of Hanging City is too special."
The three Cao brothers were talking with troubled expressions on their faces, and the two demon masters next to them also had ugly expressions.
Soon, three people appeared on the horizon in the distance, like a stream of light. In an instant, they came in front of everyone, and they were three men.
Led by a young man in the middle, this young man was dressed in silver feathers, handsome and handsome, with a noble temperament. His appearance was as bright as the bright moon. After his arrival, almost everyone instinctively turned their attention to him.
on him.
It seems that he is the sun in the sky, extremely dazzling.
To his left is a man with a burly figure, his aura is unfathomable and vast, and his expressionless face shows a majestic look.
The aura exuded by this person gives people a strong sense of depression. It is undeniable that this is a top god king.
On the other hand, the middle-aged man on the right has a somewhat slovenly appearance, giving people the impression of a sly eyebrow. His level is not high, and he is an ordinary god.
"Young City Master Mo Yin has come all the way. It is truly an honor for me, the Lei Clan." Lei Tiangang looked happy when he saw that the person who came was actually Mo Yin.
Mo Yin, the young lord of the Hanging City, Mo Yin's father and uncle, both gods, and the Mo family only has one descendant, Mo Yin, Mo Yin can be said to be held in the palm of the hands of the two gods. Lei Shan is right, this time the Hanging City
It is indeed a big shot.
He thought it would be good to have a top god king, one of the eight war gods, to help him, but he never expected that Mo Yin would come in person.
"Don't seduce the young master, he is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among men."
"Don't seduce me, young master. He has extraordinary talents and the qualities of a god."
People around him were flattering him one after another.
"Taishan God of War, I haven't seen you for a hundred years. I miss you so much. I won't come back until I get drunk." Soon, Lei Tiangang's attention was focused on the burly man next to Mo Yin.
The burly man is a top god-king in the Hanging City, one of the eight gods of war, and is known as the God of War of Mount Tai.
Xu Ran's eyes showed a deep look, the person coming from Xuankong City was actually Mo Yin, that young man with an extremely arrogant heart.
"You are all injured, what happened?" Mo Yin asked casually.
Of course, he asked knowingly. After all, Mo Yin's arrival was because the Lei Clan invited him from afar, Mingyao Star. How could Mo Yin not know what happened?