Ninth level battle-Saint, ancestor xuanming (Part 2) _1

Every step he took was extremely slow, but the pressure he gave off was as heavy as a mountain!

Everyone's heart was filled with fear. The unknown brought them extreme fear!

"Forefather!"

At this time, hou Qing's expression brightened. The four great corpse ancestors hurriedly stepped forward and knelt on one knee in front of the old man!

Old ancestor?

Not only the Ying clan, but even the people from the dark netherworld Imperial race were stunned.

Since when did their dark mysterious Emperor race have a patriarch?

"All of you, rise."

The old man signaled the four to stand up, then he looked around at the scenery around the Ying family.

"GUI family, what a nice land of treasures. The last time I came here was two hundred years ago." The old man said with some emotion.

"What ...? Two ... Two hundred years ago?"

Everyone's expression changed. One had to know that martial artists also had a limited lifespan!