This old man must be at least a hundred years old, and the power of Xu Song's first use of this move was far less powerful.

The impact was not that great, at most, it caused the sky to appear a vortex, and did not cause the sky to appear blood red.

"It looks like that villain is still alive!" An old man in a Taoist robe next to him said in a low voice with a whisk in his hand.

The white-haired old man looked like a fairy, with his hands on his back, he said in a deep voice: "He is really a genius that our Shushan School has not seen in three hundred years. I can't even know how to do it, but he can refine it to this level. To the point! Becoming a fairy and becoming a demon, in fact, in just a moment! Where is the direction?!"

"Look at that direction, it seems to be the location of Southern Border!"

In the past, the love between Bai Meng and Xu Song was not favored by anyone!

Although the Bai family is a saintess from southern Xinjiang, and they also have the blood of the gods, they belong to the line of fallen gods, and history is always written by the victors.

The protoss are also divided into the main war faction and the main peace faction. Obviously, the protoss of the main peace faction lost, so they scattered all over the place.

The defeated group is also called the lineage of the fallen gods, and they even do not recognize the identities of those gods in many cases.

Just like Jiaolong is gradually being called a monster by the dragon clan, it is obviously the same race, but there is discrimination and classification.

After all, Xu Song was the proud son of the Shushan School back then, which is far stronger than Liu Jiangnan's status as the prince of the Dragon and Tiger School.

It is said that when he was sixteen years old, the God of the God Realm came down and wanted to take him away so that he could devote himself to cultivation.

But he turned down the invitation of the Protoss, and it was from then on that Xu Song's treatment among the teachers fell a bit.

"Southern Border!"

The immortal old man said in a deep voice: "It seems that after so many years, the Protoss has never given up on implementing that plan!"

No matter whether the plan to destroy the world is carried out or not, Shushan and other important sects will remain.

"Cleaning the human world is the most urgent task of the Protoss! Even if the last human emperor appears in the human world! I don't think it will be able to cause much trouble!" The man in Taoist robe said in a deep voice. ,

This fairy-like old man had his hands on his back, and his brows were frowned into a Sichuan character, as if he was thinking about a problem and couldn't figure it out.

"You said... What is the difference between the current God Race and the Demon Race?!"

The reason why everyone yells and beats the demons and demons, and everyone casts them aside, isn't it because they mutilate living beings and don't take ordinary people seriously, causing a catastrophe to the world. People are what they call two-legged sheep.

It's almost because they didn't eat up all the people in the Central Plains. The current Protoss is even more ruthless. What they want to destroy is the entire human race, whether it's domestic or foreign.

"Hush!"

The old man in Taoist robe hastily made a silence gesture: "The wall has ears, if the headmaster has something to say, don't say it!"

On the face of it, Xu Song was driven down by the Shushan faction, so what you see may be what others simply want you to see.

Shushan has long been targeted by the protoss, in order not to let them interfere with the plan.

Maybe being kicked out is the real cherishment.

After all, if such a genius is not used by the Protoss, he must be killed by the Protoss.

On the lonely mountain.

After Xu Song simply rested for two seconds, he returned to the previous state.

As if this finger from the sky didn't have much effect on him, when Chen Wannian died, the altars of warrior gods and monsters in his hands stopped in an instant. JrNovels.com