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Chapter 4232 The Emperor's Bloodline

"Born."

The Holy Land of Zhulong!!

Ling Xiao stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, looking at the slowly manifesting spiritual gate, without a trace of turmoil in his eyes.

At this time, he could see that behind the Spirit Gate, there seemed to be a boiling ocean of thunder, filled with unspeakable aura.

A faintly, a stunning Taoist rhyme spread out, like a great way of holy meaning, encompassing the entire world of the Immortal Tomb.

"Young Master..."

Behind him, Zi, Yue Qingge, Feng Wu, Jiang Mengli, Bai Youchu and others stood quietly, with a faint sense of shock in their eyes.

With their realm, they felt their minds trembling under this breath and felt an unspeakable fear.

At this time, everyone knew that the greatest opportunity place in the Immortal Tomb Secret Realm had appeared.

"Don't worry, let them prepare first."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, with a faint depth hidden in his eyes.

Now in this world, there are still many geniuses who have not yet appeared and have been hidden behind the scenes.

For example, the old Heavenly God who plotted against Sakyamuni and... Gu Changsheng.

The luck of these people must be much higher than those destined sons who died at Ling Xiao's hands before.

Give them some time to get into this chess game in advance and find the biggest opportunity here.

As long as they are still in the Xianling world, they will never be able to escape from Ling Xiao's palm.

Time passes!!

In just three days, countless contemporary geniuses gathered in the center of Xianling.

Among them, all the descendants of the upper four clans came, and the little Wushen in Tianwu Mountain, Ying Jiao and others appeared one after another, with a faint solemn look on their faces.

They understood that the one buried in this immortal tomb is probably the legendary ancient human emperor, the real nine-day giant, who once established the heavenly court and suppressed all races.

only!!

Nowadays, whether he is life or death, there is no way for the world to know. He can only wait until the moment he enters this tomb to truly get the answer.

Of course, for the descendants of the upper four clans, they all have the imperial orders passed down by the ancient emperor, and this trip was not too dangerous.

But for other geniuses in the fairyland, things may not be that simple.

When the old heaven was destroyed, although it had little to do with other races, it was because the human race committed its own evil. The saints sacrificed the Tao to compete with the Tao of heaven. In the end, three thousand saints all fell on the heavens.

But once this ancient emperor is born, he will definitely regard the immortal clan as his biggest enemy.

"Let's go, it's time to go."

In the Zhulong Holy Land, Ling Xiao sat on a golden chariot, holding Yue Qingge and Bai Youchu. In front of him, the two Zhulongs in the Guandi Realm were pulling the chariot, with extraordinary dominance.

This scene immediately attracted the shock of many ancient immortal clans and powerful people.

Everyone looked at the golden chariot passing through the sky and the figure sitting upright in the chariot, and there was a strong shock and incredible look in their eyes.

"Who is that boy? He can actually let Zhulong pull the chariot?"

"I don't know, I don't seem to have seen it before."

Everyone looked confused, especially some people from the ancient clan, who could not understand. How could the Zhulong clan, who has always been known for his domineering and cruelty, succumbed to a young man?

until!!

The figures of Ling Xiao and others fell from the sky and landed in front of the ancient forest, which immediately attracted countless eyes around.

Among them, a look of shock appeared on the faces of some geniuses in the fairyland, which obviously also had some understanding of Ling Xiao's reputation.

Only in front of the crowd were three men and women wearing brocade clothes, with strange-looking men and women standing side by side, their auras were not weak, and they had reached a terrible state of ninety thousand kalpas.

"Um?"

As Ling Xiao and others landed on the ground, a look of curiosity suddenly appeared on their faces, and they turned to look at him.

"Feng arrogance."

Behind Ling Xiao, Feng Wu's face was resentful, and the fairy clouds were covered by her body, which was unreal.

However, from her tone at this moment, she could still clearly feel her disgust towards this Feng Aojiao.

"Young Master, this is the descendant of Ji, Feng and Chi tribes among the four upper tribes, Ji Chang of Ji tribes, Feng Naojiao, Chi tribe Chi Zhan."

"Oh? Three tribes?"

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly and looked up at the golden vortex.

This is not the mysterious mountain village where Gu Changsheng came before, but an ordinary mountain forest.

What surprised everyone even more was that although there were many scenes of creation in that vortex of gods, there seemed to be no channel.

“How to get in?”

Everyone looked at each other, obviously at a loss.

At this moment, a low and calm voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"It is said that if you want to open this immortal tomb, you need a real human emperor's blood sacrifice."

"Um?"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes froze slightly, and they looked up at Ji Chang, the successor of the Ji clan who opened their mouths, and were obviously confused, "Emperor's bloodline? Where can I find an emperor's bloodline at this time?"

"Is the opportunity here destined to be out of our way?"

"Emperor's bloodline?"

Only Ling Xiao's eyes trembled slightly, and he suddenly realized something in his heart.

Speaking of the human emperor's bloodline, the Winning Clan deserves it!!

When the Ying clan First Emperor unified the world and established the first human imperial dynasty, it was called the human First Emperor.

His bloodline is the most orthodox human emperor's bloodline, and it is also the origin of human emperor's blood.

Today, there are three royal blood of the Winning Clan in this fairy tomb world.

Ying Jiao, Ying Lan and... Ying Dang!!

When Ling Xiao descended to the Xianling World that day, he met this prince of the Ying clan, who was also a destined person.

Now it seems that if he wants to step into the Immortal Tomb, he must lure Ying Dang out.

According to Ying Jiao's soul memory, Ying Dang was originally dug up by her and became a waste.

With the nature of these destiny people, they will definitely want to avenge themselves and will never let Ying Jiao die at the hands of others.

so…

A trace of evil flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and a soul pattern flashed in his eyes.

"When it comes to the bloodline of the human emperor, the winning clan should be considered, right?"

A sneer came from the crowd again, and the little Wu god from Tianwu Mountain grinned and looked at a woman in a big red phoenix robe in the distance.

"Am I right, Queen Ying Jiao?"

"Um?"

Ying Jiao frowned slightly. She had already arrived here, just to do a big fight in this immortal tomb, devour more genius spiritual veins, and completely enter the realm of honor.

only!!

Since entering the Xianling World, she has been carefully covering her breath and appearance. How did Wu Zhan recognize her?

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Ying Jiao snorted coldly, turned to look at Ling Xiao, as if asking for his opinion.

Ling Xiao shook his head slightly, signaling her to be calm.

"Don't be modest, my martial god eyes can see through all the illusion and confusion."

Wu Zhan shook his head. He was born with a martial god's constitution and all things are united.

If it were in the past, he would not have offended Ying Jiao easily.

But in the face of the fate of this immortal tomb, these concerns are really worth mentioning.


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