The surface of the thick felt tent was covered with thick white frost. The soft light of the illuminating gems dispels the darkness and illuminates the pale, fearful faces, but they cannot give them a little warm feeling.

The old patriarch and all the uncles are dead...

This is the sensing between bloodlines, at a closer distance, and there will be no mistakes. After shock and sadness, despair will cover them.

The desert world is heading towards the end of life, and they have not mastered the way to leave here. The only ending is to fall into eternal darkness with this world and die in the endless cold.

Hongtao held her knees, her eyes were empty and she was lost. She still couldn't accept the fact that her ancestors and others had died.

"Woo..." A companion cried and her eyes swept around in a panic, "Are we really going to die here? I don't want to die!"

The air pressure in the felt tent was lowered a little bit again. The young people who had just begun to emerge thoughts were just an adventure to follow their elders to gain knowledge, but they did not expect death to suddenly knock on the door.

Hongtao glanced at the surroundings in a daze and pursed her lips hard, "Don't be afraid..." She couldn't say the following words.

Unless you can find a way out, no matter what you say now, you will be powerless and pale.

Her eyes dimmed, but at this moment, some slight "rustling" sound suddenly came into her ears.

Hongtao turned over and pushed open the door of the felt tent. Under the dark and dark sky, a figure walked towards him. He was wrapped in a black robe, allowing the strong wind to tilt it, outlining Yingting's figure.

Until many years later, she became the new leader of the Giant Spirit Clan, and she remembered this scene very clearly.

...

In a valley, Qin Yu stopped and turned around and said, "Okay, let's get here." He paused a little and continued to speak, "Go back and tell the others of the Giant Spirit Clan that you have completed your mission. Don't involve anything about the Lord of Dragon City in the future, live well."

The space fluctuated, and he stepped into it and disappeared directly, leaving behind a group of young giants who had survived the disaster to look at each other.

"Hongtao, what should we do?"

Bite her lip, Hongtao took a breath, "No matter what, we must rush into the Hui tribe as soon as possible and tell them what happened in the Yellow Sand World."

Everyone nodded.

Before leaving, Hongtao looked at the direction of Qin Yu leaving, with confusion in her eyes. How did the ancestors and the others die? Why can't they give an answer?

...

"Although you say this, you may feel that I am even more cruel, but there are too many things like women's kindness, and sooner or later you will kill yourself." The calm voice of the ancient clan consciousness sounded in his heart, without too many emotional fluctuations. The direct tone of course made people feel chilled, "You are the only bloodline in the ancient clan. You should always remember what you are carrying."

Qin Yu nodded, "I will try my best to get rid of this habit."

The ancient clan consciousness did not continue this topic. After a while of silence, he said, "I originally thought that what I needed in the desert world was something I needed. Now it seems that I have underestimated the caution of Taoist Lord. The ancient clan's heart is temporarily in your hands, and you can use its power if necessary."

Qin Yu could feel a trace of thought left from his body. He exhaled and looked into the distance and thoughtful - what exactly do you want to do?

Qin Yu still couldn't figure it out, but maybe someone would help him to relieve his confusion in his heart soon.

...

After the end of a grand event, there was still a little noisy in the air, but it began to exude a scent of loneliness. The dense crowds on the long streets had dissipated most of them in a short period of time, and it would return to peace in at most ten days and half a month.

The Colosseum is automatically closed and hidden underground in the Dragon City. However, no one knows that an ancient blue altar is built deeper in the Colosseum. There are countless runes flowing on the surface, and it flows to all sides with this as the center.

There is a giant dragon lying on the altar. Even though he knows that it is just a dragon soul, his lifelike appearance will still make people subconsciously hesitate.

At this moment, the two dragon claws of the dragon soul collided unconsciously in a state of thinking. With the "bang" and "bang" sound, sparks flew everywhere, illuminating its gloomy eyes.

The master's current state is a bit strange. Through the sensing between the two parties, it can vaguely detect the master's powerful power. In other words, the master does not have to rely on that boy at all now, and resurrection is just a very simple thing.

What is the reason?

Dragon Soul raised his claws and knocked his head. Sure enough, his master's wisdom was as stupid as he could never reach.

Since the owner has not given any instructions, it is enough to do things according to normal procedures... Well, the foreshadowing left by that year is time to start.

...

Shadow Clan.

The nine dragons intertwined on the stone wall, and invisible pressure permeated.

Suddenly, a slight wave came from the stone wall, a low dragon roar sounded, and nine dragon shadows roared out, and a powerful aura swelled.

This incident instantly alarmed the entire Shadow Clan. Several figures came with chicken wings as they broke through the air. The leader was the leader of the Shadow Clan.

Seeing the scene in front of him, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he showed ecstasy.

This...this is...

boom--

The stone wall was shattered, Zhou Li was wrapped in invisible power and flew out. Her eyes suddenly opened, and nine dragon shadows roared at the same time, turning their heads and melting directly into her body.

The head of the Shadow Clan knelt down to the ground and spoke respectfully, "Your Highness, welcome your arrival."

Zhou Li's eyes were a little confused and he quickly returned to calm. She thought for a while and said slowly: "Class leader, how long have I been in seclusion?"

In the hall, Zhou Li lowered his head and thought quietly, listening to the patriarch of the Shadow Clan talk about everything that happened after she was in seclusion.

When she heard that the mysterious black-robed monk of the Mizuho Sect safely returned to Longcheng, a hint of excitement appeared on her face. However, soon this excitement turned into indifference, because according to the clan leader, he showed extremely powerful power.

So this person is definitely not Qin Yu... After using him, he finally arrived in person and intervened in the Colosseum dispute?

Ning Qin!

The chill surged in Zhou Li's eyes.

"Class leader, I want to be quiet for a while."

"Your Highness, let's rest, I'll say goodbye." The patriarch bowed and left.

The tranquility of the hall did not last long and was disrupted by the noise outside. Zhou Li frowned and said, "Let him come in."

Soon, Ji Yun rushed over with a look of surprise, "Zhou Li, you are out of seclusion!"

When the girl decided to go into seclusion, he felt extremely disappointed. He had thought of leaving Longcheng, but he finally stayed.

Now, this decision is indeed very correct!

Looking at Ji Yun's joy from the bottom of his heart, Zhou Li's expression calmed down a little, "Well, I didn't tell you in advance, sorry."

Ji Yun waved his hands repeatedly, "It's okay."

He looked at the girl in front of him. In just a few days, her appearance had not changed significantly, but she felt that she had changed too much.

Although there is still a trace of tenderness that has never faded between the eyebrows and eyes, there is more a sense of awe, like the supreme queen, which makes people instinctively feel awe.

"You are now..."

Zhou Li said, "I am very good, never before." She paused and said, "Ji Yun, if possible, I hope to go to Xiling and visit the Lord of the Gods."

Ji Yun was slightly stunned and nodded immediately, "No problem!"

He could vaguely guess the purpose of Zhou Li's trip to Xiling, and while his heart was secretly bitter, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of gratitude.

Fortunately, he is dead.

That's right, although the man in the black robe of Wu Yin Sect returned, and his behavior and body shape did not change at all, he was no longer the person Zhou Li cared about.

Ji Yun and Zhou Li have the same judgment on this point.

Zhou Li nodded and said nothing more. Her expression was indifferent, but the depths of her eyes were not calm.

As the clan leader said, even if she is now, she may not be able to compete with the power she possesses, so she wants to join forces with Xiling.
Chapter completed!