Yue Xuan immediately had a feeling. He felt that the giant among the ancient tribe was far from being as simple as the magical realm as rumored by the outside world. He was probably also a master of 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 doom of ninety-nine and eighty-one days. When he arrived at Wanjia Tower,
After experiencing another battle between monsters, there are only seventy-nine days left before doom.
The flow rate among the Murong Ancient Clan is different. One day can be compared to seven days in the outside world. It is similar to the current flow rate in the Galaxy Map. At the same time, Yue Xuan can also feel the ancient civilization epic revealed in the ancient tribe. Then
A vigorous bloodline power
While I was thinking, a sound wave vibrated in the distance.
"Who is coming?"
Suddenly, a loud shout came from an immortal temple right in front. As the door opened, an old man with supernatural powers and true essence burst out of the immortal gate.
The old man's upper eyes were slightly drooped, and his chin was long, like two hooks hooked together. The corners of his eyes were covered with traces of time, and there were vaguely some age spots. However, he was dressed neatly and beautifully, with a spiritual garment that showed off his energy.
An auspicious cloud clan emblem shines with a faint brilliance.
"Meet the envoy."
The eleven disciples were frightened when they saw the old man. Senior Sister Zhang's heart trembled and her hands trembled. Yue Xuan fell to the ground directly face to face, crying secretly in his heart.
She was afraid of offending the little old man in front of her, so wasn't she afraid of offending herself?
Angrily, Yue Xuan quietly probed out his spiritual consciousness, only to realize that the old man was approaching his lifespan. Although he was a strong man with supernatural powers and true energy, he had not improved his level for too long and could not replenish his lifespan. That's why he looked so old.
Yue Xuan didn't care about it now. Otherwise, he would have to punish the old man.
This old man is the usher at the main gate of the ancient clan. Basically every ancient clan has one, and it is a very popular position. To enter or leave the ancient clan, you must obtain the permission of the usher. It must be the senior officials of the ancient clan, otherwise
If so, the direct descendants are no exception. They must be treated respectfully.
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! And, you guys
Why is there one person missing?"
"Reporting to the envoy, when we came back, we encountered a battle between the most powerful men in the world. One of our pioneer disciples went to check the reality, but was affected by the battle. And this senior, I am afraid he also went to check the reality. He was seriously injured.
." Senior Sister Zhang took a step forward, cupped her hands and said.
"Hmph! If you are seriously injured, you are seriously injured. What does it have to do with our clan? In these troubled times, it would be better to have less involvement. Why don't you throw this person out quickly?" The old man didn't even look at him, and walked away directly.
"Sir Messenger, this is a senior from the realm of gods. We will not save him until his death, just in case his elders come to find him."
"Realm of God?" The messenger's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned his head in surprise, and then he detected a spiritual sense.
Boom! The moment his spiritual consciousness touched Yue Xuan's body, Yue Xuan released a burst of chaotic energy.
The old man stomped back a few steps in shock before regaining his balance.
"How can such a young person be in the realm of God?" The old man saw the dull boy Yue Xuan transformed into using [Xiao Xing Chang Technique]. At first, he didn't care at all. He didn't expect that such a dull person could actually be
A strong man in the realm of gods?
"He's too seriously injured. You guys have to go on a mission first. I'll send this senior to see him." This old man obviously knew about the powerful relationship. If you save a strong man in the realm of God, you might be able to win over someone.
The overwhelming force came to protect the Murong Ancient Clan.
He didn't care about the blood spots all over Yue Xuan's body. He directly carried Yue Xuan on his back and flew towards the door. He led Yue Xuan over the peaks in the Immortal Palace with quick steps and came to a golden place.
Let's go to the Jinding Mountain shrouded in clouds and mist.
Yue Xuan deliberately slowed down his breathing, making the old man remember to sweat all over his body. Time had almost reached a point where there was no need to delay.
With a roar, he broke through all the obstacles and rushed straight to the palace gate on Jinding Mountain.
"Clan leaders, elders, powerful people in the realm of gods ask for help."
Yue Xuan shouted in his heart: What are you asking for help? When did I ask you for help?
Hearing the words 'God's Realm', the eyes of the three people sitting in the main hall immediately lit up, and many people gathered around them at the same time.
Suddenly a hand was placed on Yue Xuan's shoulder, officially the patriarch of the Murong Ancient Clan and Murong Ningxue's father, Murong Zhanfeng.
This power is gentle and powerful, both hard and soft. The moment it enters the body, it immediately plunders many strange tendons and key points in the body, opening up blood congestion. At the same time, it is also secretly testing.
Bang! A clear cry.
Murong Zhanfeng felt his whole body tremble and his hand immediately locked back.
"Clan leader? You, you, you"
"What are you doing? Go find the best doctor! Take out the best medicinal materials from my ancient tribe! We must save this senior!" The two beards under his nose twitched, and he was filled with surprise. He himself
His strength is at the first level of Mortal God Realm and belongs to the Ningkong Realm.
All of his attempts were turned back, so one can imagine the strength of this dull young man in front of him.
"Clan leader, is this person really that strong?"
"The origin of this person is unknown. I hope the clan leader will think twice."
The two elder-level figures surrendered to Murong Zhanfeng.
"I have made up my mind. In the current troubled times, I sacrificed Xue'er to give me, the Murong Ancient Clan, a great support. But this is not enough. The demon clan is about to come to the world, so I can only recruit all the forces to help me, Murong.
The ancient clan is the best option!" Murong Zhanfeng rubbed his hands and said excitedly.
"Then where will this person settle?"
"Who is this person? Call me senior! You are so rude. If senior wakes up, he will be the first to deal with you!"
"Patriarch, please calm down." The elder kept saying black lines. His eyes glanced at Yue Xuan, and he was very puzzled: "The injury is so serious, I don't know whether he can be saved alive or not. Still want to kill me?"
"Clan leader, where should our seniors live?"
The old man said it again helplessly, and Murong Zhanfeng nodded, "Old Yun, you brought the senior here, so you can keep an eye on the senior."
"How can this be done? The senior was obviously rescued by Senior Sister Zhang out of kindness." Just when Murong Yun accepted it happily, a shout came out. Everyone followed the sound and saw that they were Zhang Xiaofeng and Li Xiaotong, the common children of the ancient clan.
"In that case, senior can stay with you for the time being. I can feel more at ease." Murong Zhanfeng pointed at Zhang Xiaofeng and said calmly. He glanced at Murong Yun and revealed a ferocious look: "Old Yun,
I know you haven’t been promoted for a long time and you are anxious. But don’t overdo anything."
What kind of person is Murong Zhanfeng as the leader of his clan? He still has some eyesight. Murong Yun is approaching his life expectancy, so he definitely wants to take risks to gain some benefits from this godly person to improve his realm.
Murong Yun didn't expect that he had planned well. Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway and stopped him. He glared at Zhang Xiaofeng bitterly, grinned, and showed his extremely yellow look.
Yellow teeth, expression changing, "The patriarch was joking, but Lao Chan got a thousand-year-old fire ginseng not long ago. It has miraculous effects on dredging the meridians and relieving pain. It's good to bring senior to Lao Chan for treatment, but the clan leader said so,
So"
"Then you send the fire ginseng to that person." He pointed at Zhang Xiaofeng, unable to think of a name.
"Junior Zhang Xiaofeng." Zhang Xiaofeng bowed his hands and saluted.
"Send it to Zhang Xiaofeng. It's really good that you have such a heart! I will remember your great contribution!" Murong Zhanfeng continued, he looked at Yue Xuan carefully without even turning his head.
Yue Xuan had already planted a ghost in this little old man. Yue Xuan could see the ghost in his heart very clearly. Seeing the extremely twisted look on the face of this tricky little old man, Murong Yun, he felt very funny. (Unfinished)