Yue Xuan immediately felt that the giants in the ancient clan were far from being as simple as the magical power realm rumored by the outside world. He was most likely also a master in the divine realm.

Of course, Yue Xuan could fully feel the magic of the ancient clan. He was thinking quietly with his eyes closed. After negotiating with the demon clan that day, he set a disaster of 9981 days. When he arrived at Wanjialou, he experienced the battle between monsters. After leaving the disaster, he only had seventy-nine days left.

The flow rate among the Murong Ancient Clan is different, and one day can be about seven days compared to the outside world. It is about the same time flow rate as the current time of the Galaxy Map. At the same time, Yue Xuan can also feel the ancient civilization epic revealed in the ancient clan. That vigorous blood force

While thinking, a loud sound wave in the distance was vibrating.

"Who is coming?"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from an immortal palace directly in front of him. As the door opened, an old man in the realm of the realm of the magical powers immediately exploded out of the immortal gate.

The old man's upper eyes drooped slightly, and his long chin was like two hooks hooked together. The corners of his eyes were covered with traces of time, and there were still old people spots. However, he was wearing neat and gorgeous clothes, a spiritual garment bloomed with spirit. A lucky cloud clan emblem shone with a faint glory.

"Welcome to the messenger."

These eleven disciples were shocked when they saw the old man. Senior Sister Zhang felt a slight heart and her hands trembled. Yue Xuan fell to the ground directly, and she complained secretly in her heart.

She was afraid of offending the little old man in front of her, so wasn't she afraid of offending herself?

Yue Xuan quietly poked out his spiritual consciousness in anger, and found that the old man's life span was approaching. Although he was a powerful person with true energy in the realm of magical powers, he had not improved his realm for too long and could not make up for his life span. He seemed so old.

Yue Xuan didn't care. Otherwise, he would have to slap this old man.

This old man is the guide envoy at the main gate of the ancient clan. Basically, every ancient clan has it, and it is a very popular position. When entering and leaving the ancient clan, you must get permission from the guide envoy. The mistake is not the senior management of the ancient clan, otherwise, the legitimate children will be no exception. They must be respectful.

The old man saw the two boxes of betrothal gifts engraved with the word "囍". He nodded slightly and focused his eyes on Yue Xuan, who was covered in blood. "Who is this kid? He is not from our ancient tribe! Also, why are you missing one person?"

"Report to the messenger, when we came back, we encountered a battle between powerful men. One of our pioneer disciples went to investigate the truth and the realities, but was affected by the battle. And this senior probably also went to investigate the truth and the realities and was seriously injured." Senior Sister Zhang stepped forward and bowed her hand.

"Hmph! If you are seriously injured, you will be seriously injured. What does it have to do with our clan? Now in the troubled times, it's great to have less involvement. Can you throw this person out quickly?" The old man didn't even look at him and left with his back.

"Sir, this is a senior in the realm of God. We will never save him when we die. If his elders come to search for him."

"The Realm of God?" The messenger's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned his head in shock, and then he poked out a spiritual consciousness.

Boom! The moment his spiritual consciousness touched Yue Xuan's body, Yue Xuan's chaotic aura was released.

The old man was shocked and took a few steps backwards, then he stabilized his body.

"How could there be such a young divine realm?" The old man saw Yue Xuan's appearance as a dull boy transformed with [Little Star Art]. He didn't care at first. He didn't expect that such a dull person was actually a powerful divine realm?

"He was so seriously injured. You guys go to work with me first. I'll send this senior to see him." The old man obviously knew the great relationship. If he saved a strong man in the realm of God, he might be able to win over a huge force to protect the ancient Murong clan.

He didn't care about the blood spots all over Yue Xuan, and directly carried Yue Xuan on his back and flew into the door. He walked like a flying step and took Yue Xuan over the mountains in the Immortal Palace. He came to a golden mountain with golden light shining with clouds and mist.

Yue Xuan deliberately slowed down his breathing, so that the old man remembered that he was sweating all over. Time had almost reached an urgent point.

With a rumbling sound, he directly broke through the many obstacles and rushed straight towards the palace gate on Jinding Mountain.

"Clan leader, elder, powerful people in the realm of God ask for help"

Yue Xuan shouted in his heart: What are you asking for help? When did I ask for help from you?

When he heard the three words "The Realm of God", the three people sitting upright in the hall immediately lit up their eyes, and many people surrounded them at the same time.

Suddenly, one hand was placed on Yue Xuan's shoulder, and the head of the Murong Ancient Clan, Murong Ningxue's father, and Murong Zhanfeng.

This power is gentle and powerful, and it is strong and flexible. The moment it enters the body, it immediately plunders many strange tendons and acupoints in the body to clear away blood stasis. At the same time, it is also secretly exploring.

Bang! A clear sound.

Murong Zhanfeng only felt a shock all over his body, and his hand locked back in time.

"Class leader? You you"

"What are you? Go and find the best doctor! Take out the best medicinal materials from my ancient clan! You must save this senior!" The two beards under his nose were shaking and were filled with surprise. His own strength was at the first level of the mortal god realm and belonged to the realm of Ningkong.

His temptation was actually beaten back, so the strength of this dull boy in front of him can be imagined.

"Class leader, is this person really that strong?"

"This person's origin is unknown, so I hope the clan leader will think twice."

Two elder-level figures bowed to Murong Zhanfeng one after another.

"I have decided. Now in the chaotic times, I sacrificed Xue'er, which gave my Murong Ancient Clan a great backer. But this is far from enough. The demon clan is about to come to the world. Only by attracting all forces to help me the Murong Ancient Clan is the best strategy!" Murong Zhanfeng rubbed his hands and said excitedly.

"Then where is this person settled?"

"What kind of person is this person? You are called senior! You are so rude. If you wake up, you will definitely be the first to deal with you!"

"Clan Chief Relieves Anger" The elder kept black lines. His eyes swept Yue Xuan, and he was puzzled: "I'm so hurt that I can't help but not know whether I can save it. I still want to kill me?"

"Class leader, where should seniors live?"

The old man had no choice but to repeat the words again, and Murong Zhanfeng nodded, "Old Yun, you can take care of what you bring to you."

"How can this be done? Senior Sister Zhang was clearly rescued by her kind heart." Just as Murong Yun accepted it happily, a shout came. Everyone looked in the voice and said that they were the children of the ancient clan, Zhang Xiaofeng and Li Xiaotong.

"Since that's the case, then senior will stay here for a while. I'm relieved." Murong Zhanfeng pointed at Zhang Xiaofeng and said unsurprisingly. He glanced at Murong Yun and showed his ferocious look: "Old Yun, I know you haven't been promoted for too long, so I'm anxious. But don't do anything too much."

Who is Murong Zhanfeng, the leader of the clan? He still has this little vision. Murong Yun is about to live a lifespan, so he must have wanted to take the risk of gaining some benefits from this god's realm and improving his realm.

Murong Yun did not expect that he had planned well. Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway and stopped him. He glared at Zhang Xiaofeng hatefully, grinned, revealing his teeth that were so yellow that they could not be yellow, and his expression changed. "The patriarch was joking, but I got a thousand-year-old fire ginseng not long ago. It can clear the meridians and relieve pain and it is very effective. It is still good to bring the predecessor to Lao Chen for treatment, but the patriarch said so, then."

"Then you send the fire ginseng to whom?" He pointed at Zhang Xiaofeng, unable to think of a name.

"Junior Zhang Xiaofeng." Zhang Xiaofeng bowed and bowed.

"Send it to Zhang Xiaofeng. It's really good that you have this kind of heart! I remember your great achievements!" Murong Zhanfeng continued, and he looked at Yue Xuan carefully without even looking back.

Yue Xuan had already planted a ghost in his heart for this old man. Yue Xuan could see the "ghost" in his heart clearly. Seeing this tricky old man "Murong Yun" with an extremely distorted look, he felt very funny. (To be continued.)
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