The Portal of Wonderland

v1 Chapter 799: The origin of the eight ethnic groups

Shi Mu looked indifferent, and did not feel any surprise for the golden robe middle-aged people who suddenly appeared.

From the beginning, this person has been hiding nearby.

It is for this reason that he deliberately frozen Mu Yan, the purpose is to lead himself out.

The middle-aged man in the golden robe looked at Mu Hua with a bit of a smug look, and then looked at Shi Mu.

"The strength of this Terran Taoist friend is really strong. Mu Yan is not sensible. He is offensive to you in his words. Please also don't let him know with his juniors. He will spare him this time." The middle-aged man in Jinpao bowed his hand.

As soon as this statement came out, all but Muhua were in vain.

The "senior" in the middle-aged population of Jinpao naturally shows that the cultivation of Shimu is far higher than that of Muyan. The behavior before Muyan is indeed too sloppy.

In other words, if you change to the outside, such a speech collides with a existence that is much higher than yourself, even if it is killed on the spot, there is nothing to say.

"Since the patriarch is open, Momo naturally wants to accept this person." Shi Mu said, the palm of his hand was attached to the white ice hockey, and the palm of his hand flashed black.

The huge ice hockey quickly shrunk, and after a few breaths it turned into a white light that blended into his palm.

Na Muyan got out of trouble, his body had already changed back to the original, half squatting on the ground, pale, without a trace of blood.

He looked at Shimu with his eyes and sorrow, but more of it was fear and sorrow.

"Mu Daoyou has forgiven you, and I don't want to give it back to me. I have thought about it!" The middle-aged man in Jinpao shouted.

Mu Yan whispered, and immediately walked out of the two, and helped him to leave quickly.

"Ink Doyou, please go to the main hall to sit down." The golden robe patriarch smiled and said to Shi Mu, when he first walked toward the front, Mu Hua quickly followed up, and did not expect to look back at Shi Mu.

Shi Mu followed up and soon came to a gorgeous main hall.

The attendants offered spirit tea and snacks, and quickly retired. There were only Jinzuo patriarchs, Shimu, and Muhua.

"There was no time to introduce, the old man Mu Zhongshan, is the current patriarch of the golden family. Mo Daoyou, the little girl said that the outing was in danger, thanks to your rescue, I am really grateful." Mu Zhongshan said.

"The patriarch is polite, but it is just a little effort." Shi Mu said.

"Mu Qing's despicable bastard, there is a lingering death, father, you must vent your daughter." Muhua said with a spoiled.

"He has been killed by the ink Taoist friends, how do you want to vent, don't make trouble." Mu Zhongshan said with some helplessness.

Muhua snorted and didn't talk.

"Ink Doyou, just listened to the little girl, said that you came here to investigate one thing. Since you have great grace for the little girl, it is not an outsider, what is the difference, I will definitely do it for you." Mu Zhongshan Said in a solemn tone.

"It is not a big deal. Mo Mou is supported by people. He is looking for traces of the giant scorpion. If the patriarch can help, he will be grateful." Shi Mu said.

"The scorpio giants! Ink seekers look for one of the eight ancient people, I don't know why?" Mu Zhongshan's eyes leaped, silenced, and then asked.

"This... This matter involves a private matter of Momo. Some inconveniences are told, and the patriarch is also forgiven." Shi Mu said.

"Oh, it turned out that I was reckless." Mu Zhongshan laughed and said.

"Father, what is the Eight Ancients?" Muhua asked with some curious interjections.

Shi Mu’s heart is moving, which is also a doubt in his heart.

On that day, the Lotus Boys also mentioned the nouns of the Eight Ancients. He did not have time to ask the meaning of the noun and looked at Mu Zhongshan.

"The eight ancients refer to the eight oldest ethnic groups in the Tianhe domain. They are said to have existed in the wilder age. They are: the giant scorpion, the Yanhu, the Tianfeng, the scorpion, the dragon, The Turtles, the Purple Eyes, the Devils and the Flying Rats. These eight were once the most powerful races in the Tianhe domain, and they were called the Eight Ancients. But the age of the Eight Ancients is too long, now Not many people remember this title, so you don't know." Mu Zhongshan said.

"Tianfeng!" Shi Mu body shocked, his face showed ecstasy.

If it is not expected, the person who took Zhong Xiu away is the one who belongs to this Tianfeng family.

He has been searching for the Tianfeng family, but for a hundred years or so, there is no news at all. I did not expect to get news here.

The Tianfeng family turned out to be the race of the Tianhe star field. No wonder the Miyang star field could not be found.

"Tianfeng, Dilong, and Turtle, are these three races one of the eight ancient people?" Muhua said with surprise.

Shi Mumei took a look and listened to Mu Hua's breath. The Tianfeng people are very famous in the Tianhe Star Field. How did they not appear in the memory of Mu Qing?

However, he soon wanted to understand that the Soul Soul would seriously damage the other gods because of his hegemony. The information he got was not complete. It is not surprising that he missed some of them. Moreover, this day, the Feng nationality may Not really important information.

Mu Zhongshan nodded and sighed: "The passage of time, the causal cycle, and the powerful race have also had a declining day. The eight-year-old ancients have long since passed. The purple-eyed demon cattle, the flying rat, the Yanhu people have already declined. The tribes are not known, and the demon people are said to have flown to other stars. Today, only the Tianfeng, Dilong, and Turtle are still in the three races."

Shimu’s eyes changed, and the scorpion demon was not the name of the river’s ethnic group. The original scorpion family fell into the Miyang star field.

"What about the big family?" he asked.

"Speaking of this giant family, it used to be the head of the eight ancients. It was only a long time ago that it was opposed to the power of heaven in the fairy world. It was smashed by the heavens. The remaining ethnic groups have long been raging, but they are said to have not been annihilated. The remnant people should now be reclusive." Mu Zhongshan was slightly indulged, saying so.

"What news can the Mu people know about this tribe?" asked Shi Mu.

"In the past, I only talked about the elders of the family for a long time. I didn't care about it at the time. Nowadays, the time has passed. The people in the family are afraid that even people who know this race will not have much. The ink stone friends, we are afraid of the golden family. I can't help you, I am sorry." Mu Zhongshan said with some apologies.

"Where, the Mu people can tell these things, and they are very grateful," said Shi Mu.

Since the golden genius does not know where the giants are, it is useless to stay, and he quickly leaves.

"The ink predecessor has to go this way?" Muhua had some anxiety.

"I still have something to do. If there is a chance to come back to visit in the future," Shi Mu said, standing up.

Mu Hua looked at him and bowed his head.

"Since there are still things in the ink Taoist friends, we don't have much to stay." Mu Zhongshan stood up.

Shi Mu quickly walked out of the hall and came to the door.

"Right, Mo Daoyou, about the whereabouts of the giant family, I have heard of a rumor before, I wonder if you are interested." Mu Zhongshan suddenly thought of something, whispered.

"Also ask the patriarch to enlighten me." Shi Mu heard a word and said in a hurry.

"I don't dare to teach, I have heard people say that more than a decade ago, in the star field near Wuchao Star, someone once saw a huge ape and people fighting, but the battle process is very short, and the two sides will soon Disappeared, the man was not sure whether the giant python that appeared at that time was a big family." Mu Zhongshan said.

"Wu Chaoxing... well, thank the patriarch for pointing." Shi Mu arched a hand, and nodded to Muhua, his body skyrocketed and flew away.

Mu Hua looked at Shi Mu’s dawn and went out.

"Good daughter, how? Look at this ink Taoist friend?" Mu Zhongshan looked at his daughter, hehe smiled.

"Smelly old man, ignore you!" Muhua glanced at Mu Zhongshan and turned and ran towards the distance.

Her eyes are firm and she seems to have made some determination.

Shi Mu stayed for a while in the city, bought some maps of nearby stars and Tianhe stars, and soon left the city, turning into a dazzling blue light, flying quickly toward the front.

From the map, he quickly found the Wuchao star mentioned in the Muzhong Mountain Pass, not far from Fulongxing, and also on the edge of the Tianhe Star.

Among the flying scorpions, his eyes flashed and stopped.

Three rays of light flew out from below and stopped in front.

The light flashed, and three figures appeared, but it was the former Mu Yan and two gray figures. The whole body was wrapped in a gray robe with a hood on the head and no face.

The two gray coats are full of people, and it is a holy order.

"Inkstone, you can't escape quickly, almost can't catch you." Mu Yan smiled and looked at Shi Mu.

"Oh, are you coming to kill me?" Shi Mu looked at Mu Yan and shook his head.

This person is the strongest person in the young generation of the golden genius. I don’t think that my heart is so narrow.

"When you are so insulting to me in public, if you don't kill you, will I be willing?" Mu Yan snorted.

"Two adults, as long as you kill him, I promise you your request!" He looked at the two gray men beside him, said evilly.

Two gray-clothed people looked at each other and nodded.

"Well, remember what you said!" A gray-shirted man "word" just exported, his body shape has already flown out, the emptiness of the glory flashed, a brilliant sword light emerged, heading for Shi Mu.

The speed is fast, it can be called the electric light flint!

Another gray-haired man also flew out at the same time, and a glaring sword was lit on his hand.

The two swords and mans are intertwined, and the sword that has just been overbearing has turned into a violent storm. There are countless swords in the storm, and they are rushing toward Shimu, and all the retreats around them are sealed.

Shi Mu snorted, the whole body was golden, and a black long stick appeared in his hand.

The glaring golden light spread from his hands and covered the wishful iron bars.

“Overwhelming!”

With a slap in the face, a large golden stick figure of dozens of feet emerged, as if it were the essence. With the movement of Shi Mu, he was shot down by two gray people.

The violent sword air storm is fragile like a paper paste under the golden stick shadow, easily broken, and the huge sticks are pressed like a mountain.

"砰砰" two sounds are crisp, and the two-handed Feijian magic weapon is also broken and turned into countless pieces.