Han Shan's face looked uncertain, logically speaking.
Among the human race today, the only ones who know about the existence of their holy race are the two Dao realm warriors at most.
But even they don't know the existence of the ancestral teachings of their holy clan.
However, he did hear a rumor.
In the Middle Ages, when the human race was still relatively strong, the high priest once invited several strong men from the human race to visit the ancestral land of the holy race, and had discussions with them for a long time.
During this period, it is unknown whether the ancestral precepts were read to them.
'This guy...can't be the reincarnation of those people back then, right?'
Heiyan listened on the side and got a general idea. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Brother Han, this monk talks too much nonsense. Do you need help if you die?"
Han Shan paused, a smile appeared on his face, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Hei."
Han Shan originally wanted to take action himself, but he was unsure. Now Hei Yan took the initiative to say this, which provided him with a way.
Black Smoke's strength is at the peak of the emperor level, infinitely close to the emperor level. This is also the highest level of demons that can be accommodated in the demon battlefield today.
Demons themselves are outsiders and are rejected by this world. If an emperor-level demon enters rashly, there is a very high probability that it will be strangled by the power of heaven and earth on the spot.
"Hehe, okay!"
Hei Yan laughed, and the black smoke that covered the sky began to slowly gather towards him.
"This time, I'll do it." Song Yunlong stretched out his hand to hold down Xiao Qianming, who was about to move, preparing to use the magic weapon behind him.
At this time, Zhongxin reached out to stop him.
"No, someone is coming."
Just when Gu An and others were confused.
Suddenly, crystal snowflakes fell from the dark sky, and they soon covered the world within a hundred miles.
Those snowflakes seemed to have eyes, and they automatically dissipated when they came within ten feet of Gu An and others.
Seeing this, Gu An had a vague suspicion in his mind.
"What's going on? Why did it suddenly snow in summer?"
Frowning, Han Shan stretched out his hand to catch the falling snow.
"Stab it!"
The snowflakes made a long gash in Han Shan's palm, and blood flowed from the wound.
Han Shan's complexion changed drastically, he quickly stopped the blood, released his skills to isolate the snowflakes, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Hei, reinforcements from the other side seem to be coming."
Hei Yan naturally saw what just happened, but there was no panic expression on his face. Instead, he laughed and said: "It's okay, my strength has reached the peak of the emperor level. In the demon battlefield, there is only one old guy from the human race who can
Fight me, others can't.
And that old guy's fire-attribute skills are incompatible with the ice and snow, so the person coming here must not be my opponent.
Brother Han, please be optimistic."
As he spoke, Heiyan raised his hands, and his chest suddenly swelled like a ball. After about two breaths, he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out strong black smoke.
The moment the smoke comes into contact with the snowflakes, the snowflakes melt instantly.
"Haha, did you see it?" Hei Yan laughed.
"Brother Hei is really strong." Han Shan also had a smile on his face. As long as the person coming didn't pose a threat to them, it would be the same as nothing.
However, after just a breath of time, Hei Yan and Han Shan's smiles froze on their faces.
The newly melted snowflakes reappeared, ignoring the obstruction of the black smoke and continuing to fall.
Hei Yan was stunned for a breath, and said angrily: "Brother Han, please get out of the way!"
Han Shan nodded and retreated to the side.
Hei Yan shouted loudly: "Get up!"
There was a rumbling sound between heaven and earth.
The next moment, Black Smoke's body instantly expanded and turned into a giant beast nearly three thousand feet long.
The surface of its body is covered with rocks and has many holes, from which black smoke is spewing out, like an active volcano.
"The black rock demon clan has lived in the volcanic area for many years." Zhongxin explained as he felt the looks from Gu An and others.
In the field.
All the volcanic holes in the black smoke body began to spray out high-temperature black smoke in an attempt to melt the falling snowflakes in the sky.
However, it is doomed to be in vain.
Every time his black smoke melts the snowflakes, new snowflakes will appear in the original place.
It seemed that every time he increased the power of the black smoke, the number of snowflakes would also increase.
"How is that possible!"
Hei Yan exclaimed, and the next moment, a woman in white clothes holding a silver sword appeared on the scene.
Seeing her appearance, Gu An confirmed his previous guess.
The person who came was the senior who killed Feng Li that day and asked him to bring Zhongxin to see her.
"Dare I ask senior..." Song Yunlong paused, took a step forward and cupped his hands.
"Luo Lingshuang...a woman hurt by love."
Sincere letter: "..."
Gu An: "..."
The calm voice of the woman in white, Luo Lingshuang, floated in the ears of Gu An and others, causing different reactions.
Gu An knew something, so he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Zhongxin who was standing aside.
Zhongxin remained calm, as if all this had nothing to do with me.
The moment he saw the black smoke, Zhongxin's eyes flashed with golden light, signaling Luo Lingshuang.
"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you here before?" The sound of black smoke was like rolling thunder.
He thought that he recognized all the strong men among humans, but Luo Lingshuang was not within the scope of his memory.
Before Luo Lingshuang could answer, Han Shan's exclamation came from the side: "Ice Soul Fairy! You are Ice Soul Fairy Luo Lingshuang!"
Ever since Luo Lingshuang appeared, Han Shan had been thinking about her identity.
He didn't remember it until Luo Lingshuang said his name.
"I didn't expect that there are people who know this girl... from the Holy Clan? Which elder do you belong to?"
After receiving Luo Lingshuang's affirmative answer, Hei Yan finally remembered it and exclaimed: "Impossible! Fairy Bingpo died thirty thousand years ago!"
Luo Lingshuang's several battles that year caused heavy losses to the demons and the so-called gods above, so her name was passed down.
"The Luo Lingshuang was indeed dead back then, and the me I am now...is no longer me..."
After her words fell, Luo Lingshuang waved her silver-white sword in her hand, rolling up the wind and snow in the sky.
All the snowflakes covering a hundred miles in radius were shrouded in black smoke.
Heiyan struggled and screamed, trying his best, but in vain, and large snowflakes stained with demon blood fell to the ground.
Soon, the screams stopped and the black smoke covering the sky cleared.
The black smoke of the peak emperor level demon is dead!
"As for you, I won't kill you for the time being. I still need you to take a message."
Luo Lingshuang looked at Han Shan, whose legs were trembling, and said, "Tell Luo, although our human race is weak.
But it’s not something that demons can bully at will. As for you saints.
You can stand wherever you like. To you, the ancestral teachings are just an old and broken book. If you throw it away early or use it as firewood, it can still have its value."