Eight hundred and thirtieth IX learning and soliciting
"I have met the King of Chu."
Chen Ling and the others saluted King Chu.
The Sixiang Ancient Clan, the top holy king, is too noble.
King Chu smiled slightly, looked at King Tiansheng and said, "Our two clans haven't communicated with each other for a long time. How about we let their juniors communicate with each other?"
"That's exactly what I meant." Tiansheng Wangle said that if the younger generations of the two clans communicated, they would be able to understand something about the younger generation of the Sixiang Ancient Clan.
He glanced at the man and woman behind King Chu, and said: "You little guys, go out and communicate, until you click, do you understand?"
"Understood, patriarch."
Chen Ling and the others bowed.
"Go ahead."
King Chu waved his hands to the man and woman behind him.
The two of them saluted and then walked out of the hall.
Outside the hall, Chen Ling and the others carefully looked at the man and woman in front of them.
Huang Qianqiu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Huang Qianqiu, they are Huang Jue and Chen Ling."
"Xia Yunluo, Brother Qianqiu has been famous for a long time." The handsome young man cupped his fists and smiled.
"This is Yang Lin."
The woman glanced at her beautiful eyes and turned her gaze from Huang Qianqiu to Chen Ling. She smiled gracefully and gracefully.
Huang Qianqiu would definitely not refuse, and he was also filled with fighting spirit.
The group of people left the Xutian Nine Stars area and came to a plain in the ancestral land.
"please."
Huang Qianqiu and Yun Luo stood on the plain and began to build momentum.
"Did you notice something was wrong with that woman?" Huang Jue glanced at Yang Lin, looked at Chen Ling and lowered his voice.
"It's for me." Chen Ling's eyes flashed and he frowned slightly: "However, this is a bit difficult to understand."
"Perhaps it is because of his identity that the people of the Sixiang Ancient Clan are a little curious." Huang Jue muttered, "But I always feel that they cannot come so innocently this time."
Chen Ling remained silent and moved his eyes slightly, but he happened to meet Yang Lin's charming eyes. The latter was not surprised, nodded and smiled.
Chen Ling didn't think that he was so charming that he would be favored by the Saint of the Four Elephants Ancient Clan at a glance.
identity?
The identity mentioned by Huang Jue was not the identity he thought. Chen Ling guessed that it might be because of the Chen family.
No matter what the purpose is, there will be times when you can't help it.
Chen Ling smiled deeply, then looked at the battlefield with concentration.
Two invisible wills stirred the void.
A sky-swallowing beast and a blue dragon transformed their wills into fierce battles in the void.
The two of them looked at each other with calm expressions.
"The Holy Son who came from the Qinglong lineage, Yun Luo's strength should not be underestimated." Huang Jue looked at the Qinglong roaring in the void with a heavy expression.
Chen Ling nodded.
The other party's will, Qinglong, gave him an extremely majestic and depressing feeling.
The opponent is by no means weaker than Huang Qianqiu.
As expected of the Four Elephant Ancient Clan.
"The Qinglong line of the Four Elephants Ancient Clan, the White Tiger lineage is the most offensive and the most powerful, but the Qinglong lineage is a little calmer, while the White Tiger lineage is purely murderous and fierce. I have seen some in the clan's classics
According to records, people of the White Tiger lineage are all terrifying killing warriors."
Huang Jue murmured in a deep voice.
"It would be great if I could enter the Four Elephant Ancient Clan and have a look." Chen Ling looked expectant.
The stronger the opponent is, the more his blood will boil.
"It would be a good thing if we could go and see the Four Elephant Ancient Clan." Huang Jue also looked forward to the same.
boom!
The world was shaken, and the battle of wills had come to an end. Huang Qianqiu and Yun Luo were evenly matched, with no one having a huge advantage.
The confrontation of wills before the war is a test for both sides.
Through the confrontation of wills, they also have a rough judgment on their respective strengths.
roar!
The dragon's roar shook the sky, and the moment Yun Luo's will faded, he transformed into a green dragon. The giant dragon coiled up and suddenly swooped down.
The power of the dragon is overwhelming, and its majestic power breaks through the sky.
roar!
Thousands of feet of golden light bloomed, and Huang Qianqiu transformed into a sky-swallowing beast and collided with the green dragon.
The sky and the earth shook violently. The blue dragon swept down with his claws, but Huang Qianqiu dodged it, tearing a huge abyss-like hole in the earth, which was shocking.
The solid space of the ancestral land continued to collapse under the collision between the two, and the sputtering energy ripped apart the air.
Boom! Boom!
The collision of giant beasts nearly a thousand feet in size was so powerful that it was truly shocking.
Huang Jue and Chen Ling stared at the two fighting with shocked expressions.
Huang Qianqiu actually didn't gain the slightest advantage.
"Qiang, if it were me, I would definitely lose." Huang Jue clenched his fist and said.
He has fallen far behind, and now that the Holy Son of the Four Elephants Ancient Clan has appeared, he feels a deep crisis.
We must reach the true state of bloodline as soon as possible.
Huang Jue secretly took a deep breath and strengthened his faith.
"Mr. Chen, can you come over and have a chat?"
At some point, Yang Lin, a saint from the Four Elephant Ancient Clan, walked up to Chen Ling, and her voice was as crisp as an oriole's but with a hint of coldness, which woke Chen Ling out of his attention.
Chen Ling raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly and said, "Okay."
He winked at Huang Jue, and then followed Yang Lin into the distance.
"I wonder what's wrong with Miss Yang?" Chen Ling squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Lin's beauty.
Unparalleled elegance, alluring beauty.
However, Chen Ling felt a hint of cold arrogance that was not easy to detect. Although it was well hidden by the other party, he was still aware of it.
Leng Ao?
How can any super-sister and genius not be cold and arrogant?
However, Yang Lin's coldness and arrogance made Chen Ling find it interesting.
Because Leng Ao appeared directly at him.
On the one hand, he pays attention to her, even with a smile like a spring breeze, but on the other hand, he looks down on himself.
interesting.
Chen Ling secretly became vigilant.
"Master Chen, do you think Yun Luo is stronger or Huang Qianqiu is stronger?" Yang Lin stretched out her jade hand to hold a strand of hair between her forehead, her posture was enchanting and arousing people's imagination.
Chen Ling's heart sank like water, and he glanced slightly and said, "Each one has his or her own merits."
Yang Lin smiled sweetly: "Mr. Chen, although Yun Luo is the saint son of our clan, he is only the saint son of the Qinglong lineage, and the white tiger lineage is stronger."
Chen Ling smiled and waited for Yang Lin to continue.
"Mr. Chen, do you think the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan is stronger or our clan is stronger?" Yang Lin looked slightly condensed and murmured.
"Ms. Yang, you should just say it directly." Chen Ling said without changing his expression.
Yang Lin's expression was slightly stagnant, but Feng Niu's irrelevant answer was straight to the point, which made her particularly uncomfortable.
The rhythm was instantly controlled by Chen Ling.
"Mr. Chen, there are some secrets that I think you should understand. The meaning of Chen and you, for some people in Wuzhou, is just the key to a treasure."
"For others, it is an opportunity, an opportunity to learn the truth and opportunity."
"Whatever the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan can give you, our clan will give you double. What the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan can't give you, our clan can also give you."
At the end of the sentence, the arrogance in Yang Lin's eyes gradually appeared.
"Is the noble planning to...recruit me?" Chen Ling was extremely surprised.
Recruiting?
Sixiang Ancient Clan?
Chen Ling was secretly shocked, but became more and more suspicious.
What exactly is Chen Feng hiding?
He actually let the legendary Four Elephant Ancient Clan come to recruit him?
Although he knew some secrets, those secrets were far from this level.
What did Chen Feng leave behind that makes these people unable to bear it?
"Mr. Chen, I think so." Yang Lin said.
"I am now the Holy Son of the Sky-Swallowing Beast Tribe. Can the nobles give me a Holy Son?" Chen Ling looked at Yang Lin with a sly smile.
The latter's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled. (To be continued)