“That old man is the great elder of the Lightning race.”
Wang Xian stared at the old man with excitement in his heart. His eyes flickered slightly as he thought about how to make a move.
“Great Elder!”
At this moment, more than ten powerhouses of the Lightning race who were the first to be teleported over flew to the front of the old man and cupped their hands.
“Have you met any good seedlings?”
The old man had a head of white hair, and even the tip of his sharp nose was white.
He opened his mouth and asked indifferently.
“First elder, this time, there really is a seedling. Among them, there is a young man whose strength we have yet to test out. The other strongest one is a level nine void God Emperor!”
The middle-aged man who was the leader reported.
“Oh? Lei Lianyun’s strength has not been tested in several trials. It seems that his strength should have reached the combat strength of a level one universe knight. Such a heaven’s favored child is extremely rare.”