"All of them are the top geniuses of humanity, they just died like this. Don't you think it's a pity?"

Deep in the galaxy, on a deserted planet, the old man sat cross-legged on the rock and said seriously.

"I never felt sorry."

"In my opinion, a dead genius is not a genius."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "The genius in the eyes of ordinary people is just a piece of shit in my eyes; on the contrary, some seemingly ordinary people are real geniuses."

The old man was speechless.

"The simplest example is you and your junior brother."

"Your junior brother is the most popular genius in the Tiangang Taoist Hall. He is the younger generation and is invincible. How ridiculous you seemed to be under his sharp edge at that time."

"But who knows that your Tiangang internal strength is far greater than your junior brother, but he is just unwilling to stand up?"

Luo Laohu smiled dryly and said, "You should know my purpose. I am not interested in caring about the life and death of those younger generations. I killed so many of your ancient 19 people back then. My son killed some of them, and it is natural for the son to inherit his father's business."

The old man's mouth twitched slightly. When can something like killing someone be able to inherit his father's business?

But in front of Luo Laohu, this sentence is so upright that I always feel something is wrong, but it just seems that I can't refute it.

"Your son is not as crazy as you. He still saved their lives."

In the center of the two people, there was a basin of water. The water in the basin was turbid, but it reflected a scene hundreds of thousands of light years away.

In the tomb group, the monument of the Living Dead fell, and the remaining descendants of the nineteen ancient paths were only suppressed and not all killed.

"Your apprentice is a talent."

Luo Laohu praised it with a rare word.

The old man's eyes lit up: "You can actually praise people?"

"Because he can be friends with my son, he must be a talent." Luo Laohu replied.

The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"I know what you are going to do." A trace of vicissitudes appeared on the old man's face: "But the catastrophe is about to begin, do you really want to kill them all?"

"The nineteen ancient paths may not be only harmful to the empire. If the Zerg, wizard or even the mechanical race attacks, with the current military power of the empire, how likely do you have to win?"

Luo Laohu said expressionlessly: "I'm leaving, no one in the empire can suppress you old guys, so I have to make an explanation."

"As for what the empire will be like, the super-dimensional world is not a place where you can't come back if you go. And, I believe in those young people."

The old man was silent for a long time before he slowly said: "I only ask one question. If you can answer me, I will leave with you when you ascend."

Luo Laohu nodded: "Say."

The old man said word by word:

"Is my junior brother still alive?"

...

Comet 97 next to the sky monument.

Ronan gasped in big mouthfuls.

The Tianshu Seal has been put away by him.

His physical strength has been severely overdrawn. He almost couldn't even maintain his disguise.

Wang Chao, who was standing beside him, looked at the scene in fear, completely at a loss.

The scene in front of you is shocking.

Countless steles of the Living Dead were superimposed on one piece, suppressing eleven descendants of the ancient nineteen paths below.

Only by exercising their skills with all their strength can they not be crushed to death by the Living Dead Monument.

At the last moment, Ronan finally stopped.

Yang Qingfeng is right. Although these people are against him, they are still innocent.

I was still a little emotionally affected.

Because all the remaining pages of the Fire Book have been absorbed by Noya, these living dead monuments will disappear soon.

The Tianshu Yin can only trap these people for about six hours at most.

He himself doesn't know what kind of situation Ronan will face in six hours.

But he doesn't regret it.

However, Yang Qingfeng, this guy was quite worried about Luo Nan's condition at first. Seeing that Luo Nan finally stopped, he ran to the Living Dead Monument and attacked the eleven descendants of the ancient nineteen paths.

Under the monument of the Living Dead, the chaos suddenly broke out, and everyone cursed:

"Yang Qingfeng, you bastard!"

"What kind of successors do you take advantage of others' danger?"

"You have ruined the reputation of Tiangang Taoist Hall!"

Faced with the angry scolding of everyone, Yang Qingfeng remained indifferent.

He wandered around everyone with great joy, and in a short while, he returned with a full load.

He answered very seriously at the despise of everyone: "I saved your lives just now, I am your life savior! Isn't it too much to exchange these things for your lives?"

Everyone was speechless.

Yang Qingfeng walked to Luo Nan happily and brought over a dozen red-colored fruits: "Here, these are all red fruits."

"I used to compete with them in the forest area, and they joined forces to bully me. Hahaha, the feng shui has changed, and I have snatched it back again!"

"Eat it quickly, this thing is a big tonic!"

Luo Nan couldn't help but feel warm when he looked at Yang Qingfeng's smiling look.

This guy is really a happy guy.

He did not pretentiously and took Yang Qingfeng's Zhuguo directly, but he did not eat it, but temporarily put it away.

"They will come out in six hours. What should they do if they settle the score with you?"

Ronan asked.

Yang Qingfeng's eyes widened, and Zhu Guo, who had been chewed halfway, almost fell off her mouth!

"It's only six hours! I thought there were six days! Why didn't you say it earlier? It's over. If this group of people come out later, I will beat me to death!"

Yang Qingfeng was very upset.

Ronan smiled.

"I won't talk about them anymore. I have some things to do next, and that reporter will leave it to you."

"Contact again."

After saying that, Luo Nan took Qingqing and Shaobing to the depths of the tomb group.

He did not lie. He had promised Shaobing that after he had settled the matter of the tomb group, he would go to Eternal Night Valley to find the Heart of Time for him.

Yang Qingfeng stood there and looked at each other with the reporter in the mecha.

After a while, Yang Qingfeng asked, "What's your name?"

Reporter: "My name is Wang Chao."

Yang Qingfeng: "Are you thirsty? Do you want to have a Zhu Guo?"

Wang Chao nodded.

So he turned on the mecha, took the fruit, took a bite, frowned and said, "It tastes sour. But it's quite watery, it's OK."

Under the Living Dead Monument, a group of the successors of the gym watched Yang Qingfeng and Wang Chao eat the fruit, and their faces were as if dead!

...

After getting rid of the entanglement of the nineteen ancient people, Ronan and his group rushed to the Eternal Night Valley at the edge of the tomb group as fast as possible.

Just now, when all the tombstones were flying in the air, Su Xiao and the swordsman looked at Luo Nan in the distance.

The former was silent for a while, but still said nothing.

The two arrived at the destination of the High Tide organization's operation as fast as possible.

It was the entrance to a small tomb, and there were tombstones that suppressed them before. At this moment, the tombstones had ascended to heaven, so they could walk in directly.

Deep in the tomb, a small silver ball is placed.

The ring on Su Xiao's hand suddenly shone brightly.

Her shadow was gradually lengthened in the tomb, and finally turned into a peacock in a crisp and light cry.

...

And in another corner of the vast universe.

The young man who is escaping alone is filled with despair.
To be continued...