National Beast Survival: I can see hidden messages

I don’t know when it started.

The sky above Qicheng was filled with dust and fog.

Endless black clouds rolled in from all directions. The howling wind poured in from the sky, and the vast spiritual energy also vibrated. The air pressure suddenly dropped, making people's hair stand on end and their joints trembling.

"What's wrong?"

"Is the sky going to change?"

There was a noise among the aboriginal people in Qicheng. As practitioners, they should not be afraid of changes in the weather. However, the vision at this time was too shocking.

These visions not only alarmed them, they even alarmed the Wangchen Sect and the old people who were lurking in the dark and guarding the younger generation.

The old Taoist wearing shabby clothes opened the door, looked up at the vision between heaven and earth, made several mysterious seals with his hands, and began to deduce.

"The color of the world changes. Either there is a great terror, or there is a great opportunity."

The old Taoist's heart skipped a beat, and the aura on his body suddenly changed, like a wild beast waking up.

I saw two rays of divine light bursting out from the old Taoist's eyes, and he looked towards the sky shrouded in dark thunderclouds with emotion.

"Green... Bronze Ancient Palace!!"

Just when he shouted this forbidden name, under the pull of Qi, countless terrifying auras rose up in the small world opened by the saint.

Small world, inside a magnificent palace.

"Everyone has noticed it, right?" An old man with white eyebrows and black hair raised his eyebrows and suddenly said something meaningless.

"I didn't expect that as soon as I was born, I would encounter such a rare opportunity." A young man with blond hair who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. His appearance was somewhat similar to that of Huntian Xiaopeng King. At this moment, between his eyebrows There are irresistible surprises.

"What are you waiting for? Just rush up to the sky together and plunder everything." The short man, who was frighteningly strong but only 1.5 meters tall, shouted angrily.

"Haha, General Thundergod, if you want to die, don't drag us with you." The man in green clothes took a sip of tea and said with a faint smile.

He has a tall and straight figure, eyes like stars, and white clothes like snow. He is very majestic.

"Chen Zhou, don't think that because you are the great elder of Wangchen Sect, I dare not touch you?" The little man known as the Thunder God General suddenly stood up and looked at the man in green menacingly.

"Okay, didn't you make the juniors laugh at the noise?" The old man who spoke first slightly waved his sleeves and consoled him.

"Huh?" Chen Zhou frowned, "Someone is here, is it him?"

"Who? Came here so soon?" The blond boy was a little surprised. Just as the vision came out, someone teleported over?

The space of the small world vibrated, and a portal like water waves appeared, from which walked out a handsome young man of thirteen or fourteen years old with a folding fan in his hand.

"Hey, are you all still here?" He greeted with a smile, sat down against Chenzhou as if he were familiar with it, and poured a cup of tea.

"Xia Jiuyou?" The blond boy snorted coldly, "You people from the Great Xia Dynasty have a sense of smell that is more sensitive than that of a dog. How long have you been here to share the benefits?"

"Yes, this pastry is good." Xia Jiuyou hurriedly picked up several unique pastries and stuffed them into his mouth.

The blond boy's eyes narrowed slightly. He felt as if his punch had hit cotton, and the person didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

"Old King Peng, please calm down. You, the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters, don't want to start a war with our Kyushu." Chen Zhou smiled and patted Xia Jiuyou on the back, comforting him who choked on the pastry.

"What we are discussing now is the taboo existence in the sky, so don't talk about this or that." The old man with black and white beard and hair added lightly.

"Ji Zi, what do you want to do that day?" The Thunder God angrily threw the hammer he had just sacrificed on the ground, making a loud bang.

Tianjizi stroked his white hair and said with a smile: "Every time the Ancient Bronze Palace appears, there are different rules. Are you going to force your way in without waiting for the rules?"

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but the meaning expressed in his words was already very clear, that is: there is no difference between seeking death.

"I really don't know how you, a reckless man, survived until now." King Lao Peng looked at the Thunder God General with disdain.

Tianjizi looked at the old Peng King who was fanning the flames everywhere, shook his head slightly, and sighed inwardly, "You are not much better. With such an arrogant character, not only did you not be beaten to death, but you can also grow into a powerful person who rules the land. It's really Absolutely.”

"Yes, what Tianjizi said is what I want to say." Chen Zhou had an extraordinary temperament and poured a cup of tea for Xia Jiuyou. "Just wait quietly for the bronze fairy bell to play."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present's eyes were as sharp as daggers, and some strange colors flashed across them.

"The last time the Ancient Bronze Palace was born was three thousand years ago. Three thousand years later, we have long been forgotten by the world."

"This time, I have to seize the opportunity to become an immortal no matter what!"

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Su Fan's eyes flickered, "Interesting, I didn't expect to see a living ancient race."

"What, Master, you didn't lie?!" Xiao Huo's body felt like he was struck by lightning.

"Brother is right, there is indeed an existence that is very similar to a certain corpse we saw in front of the palace gate." Tun Tian's eyes were as bright as lightning and he said with certainty.

"How... is this possible!" Xiao Huo stood there blankly, "The ancient race has reappeared. Is the disaster of annihilation about to happen again?"

"Stop thinking nonsense." Su Fan raised his brows, "You have to remember, you are still you, don't be affected by the so-called memory of the empress. No matter what ancient race, no matter what disaster, the only way is to be strong."

After Su Fan comforted Xiao Huo, his expression changed slightly, "No, he also discovered us, so fast!"

Just after saying these few words, a very oppressive figure suddenly rushed out of the fog and appeared in their field of vision.

It was an ancient race of giants with strong and tough bodies. They were about ten feet tall. Except for joints and other parts, their whole bodies were covered with super-hard armor.

No strength can be detected, it seems that the level is definitely higher than mine.

Su Fan carefully stared at the terrifying giant not far away. He licked his dry lips and finally understood why Xiao Huo was in such a terrifying state during his lifetime, but he still had a strong fear of the ancient race in his memory.

"Haha, what kind of look is this?" Su Fan sneered. The emotion he saw in the giant's eyes made him very unhappy.

It is the condescending look down upon the lower ones by the superior ones, the predator at the top of the food chain, the aloofness of proudly watching the struggling ants below, the absolute crushing of higher beings over lower ones.

As if hearing Su Fan's dissatisfied ridicule, the armored giant moved his head stiffly, and then slowly lowered his oppressive body, facing the human in front of him with a gloomy expression.

"Are you laughing?" Su Fan's eyes were crazy, "It's a pity that you won't be able to laugh anymore!"