The giant yellow bird looked down at the 20,000-strong army with contempt in its eyes.
In its eyes, these armies are no different than ants.
"Master has other important matters, please obey the young master's instructions." Huangniao was indifferent and spoke human words.
Swish——
A cloud flew from the sky, and several figures were vaguely visible.
That was a young man holding a sword, with a bloody sword, exuding a frightening blood energy.
A high-spirited face, freehand and proud.
Although his cultivation level is only at the third level of Ascension, there is an old man in green robe following behind him, who is at the peak of the fourth level of Ascension.
"It's you!" Dark Moon City Lord gasped, with hatred and anger in his eyes.
Isn't that yellow bird the monster that destroyed Darkmoon City?
And the young man with the Blood Sword, isn't he the young master of the Wu clan who came with him?
Deep in the dark forest, there are many human forces, the most mysterious of which is the Wu clan.
"Haha, Lord of Dark Moon City, you are safe and well!" Wu Yaoyue said with a smile on his face: "I didn't expect that you are also one of the ancestors' men. If I had known this, I should have given you some face and left Dark Moon City."
The Wu tribe crushed the Tu tribe, thus announcing the birth of the Wu tribe! It caused a sensation in the northern continent.
But that was just foreplay. What really caused a sensation in the mainland was...
The Lord of Dark Moon City dared not speak out in anger, Han Jianglin was even more silent, and no one under the Demon Emperor dared to resist.
Wu Yaoyue looked down at the earth, sweeping past the destroyed Fengming Pavilion, sweeping across the 20,000-strong army, and sweeping across millions of miles of mountains and rivers in the northern continent.
"Hahaha... The world belongs to our clan! After hundreds of years, our clan has returned to the mainland and ruled the world!" Wu Yaoyue smiled proudly in the clouds.
After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and said with a smile: "I declare that the Northern Continent Alliance is officially established! My ancestors sit as the leader of the alliance, and you are all subordinates!"
Everyone was shocked.
Who is the ancestor of the Wu clan, Wu Yaoyue? How did they get the confidence to sit in the northern continent and look down on the world?
And, what does "my clan returns" mean?
Could it be that the Wu clan was once quite famous on the mainland?
Wu Yaoyue raised her head and sighed: "There is another thing announced at the same time! That is, our clan will completely rename itself!"
"We have been carrying the Wu family name for too long. It's time to show up on the mainland with our original surname!"
Their real surname? Aren’t their surnames Wu?
"The eight ancient tribes, the descendants of the Moon Clan, and the Moon Demons, hereby pray to their ancestors. The Moon Clan is back!!"
What?
The eight ancient clans, the perished Moon clan!!
When the Dark King came out of seclusion, swept across Liuhe, annihilated the Yue Clan, and imprisoned the Tu Clan, what happened hundreds of years ago is still fresh in the memories of the powerful people in the mainland today.
The perished Yue Clan actually reappeared!
And, once he appears, he will control the Northern Continent Alliance and overlook the world!
Wu Yaoyue, Moon Yao!
The Wu clan is the Yue clan!
That is, the legendary ancient family that has been extinct for hundreds of years, the Moon Clan!
Hidden deep in the dark forest, incognito.
Therefore, they isolate themselves from the world, conceal their identities, and reproduce quietly.
Now, it comes out of nowhere!
"Who is dissatisfied?" Wu Yaoyue was full of vigor and vitality, as if he was a king who controlled the world.
Everyone is terrified, who dares to resist?
Han Jianglin, the Lord of Dark Moon City, could not be more different.
The two looked at each other and knelt down on one knee: "Welcome the Moon Clan out of seclusion!"
Being able to rely on the Yue Clan and the ancestor of the Yue Clan who has great magical powers is a blessing that Han Jianglin can only dream of.
As for the Lord of Dark Moon City, even though he does not want to bow his head to another eight ancient clans, if he dares to show any disobedience at this moment, he will end up being Lord Tingxue.
Fengxian smiled sweetly, with a somewhat flattering expression, and floated down beside Wu Yaoyue. She obediently saluted: "See Mr. Yue Yaoyue."
As he spoke, a few charming waves containing a holy aura were cast from time to time.
The blend of holiness and charm is extremely alluring.
Yue Yao gave a long laugh and hugged Fengxian into his arms: "Where is Shenkong? You planned this drastic change in the northern continent with him, why don't you see anyone?"
Fengxian's face turned red and she said indifferently: "A useless waste was killed by Yin Yu."
Yin Yu? Moon Demon's pupils shrank and his face turned cold: "It's him!"
After a moment of silence, Yue Yao said coldly: "There is another thing to announce!"
"My young master, I will be getting married in one month and will be hosting a banquet for the heroes of the world." The old man in green robe behind him took out two invitations and threw them to Han Jianglin and the Lord of Dark Moon City.
Finally, Yue Yao also took out a portion and stuffed it into Fengxian's arms: "Feng'er, you want to come too."
Fengxian was stiff all over, holding the invitation and feeling unwilling.
Mo Wu, it’s that woman again! The woman that Yue Yao must marry!
Who is more beautiful than her, more noble in temperament than her, and more talented than her?
"Thank you, Master Yue Yao. Fengxian will definitely come to the banquet." Fengxian responded with a smile, but deep in his eyes, there was a malicious look.
Han Jianglin hesitated for a moment and asked: "May I ask Master Yue Yao, ancestor Ling... Oh, where is the alliance leader?
Yue Yao frowned: "Leave first before us. It is said that we are chasing a rebel."
..
The Holy Eagle King is speeding on his way.
Half a month's time flies thousands of miles away.
At this time, it was already approaching the alternating edge of the northern continent and the central continent.
The Central Continent is where the Dark Dynasty is seated.
"Stop, take a rest." After driving for half a month, the Holy Eagle King was a little overwhelmed.
A group of people landed on a boulder.
The Holy Eagle God glanced at the three of them and sneered: "It's a shame that you haven't died for so long."
Su Yu, who should have died tragically on the spot half a month ago, was still alive half a month later.
And, it seems to be getting stronger and stronger.
At least for now, my breathing is smooth and my consciousness is somewhat clear.
On the other hand, Ling Xiaotian looked haggard and tired, as if he had aged ten years in half a month.
The master of Fengming Pavilion is also a little tired.
The three of them were silent and lying quietly on the boulder.
The Holy Eagle God looked up to the sky and the endless sky: "It's time."
No one understands what this means.
Suddenly, an admiral took out a bottle of turquoise liquid from his sleeve and brought it to Ling Xiaotian.
"Palace Master Ling, you have been exhausted for many days. Drink this bottle of spiritual liquid to replenish your physical strength and spiritual energy. It will be good for your body. This way you can defend yourself in this headquarters and avoid us being suspected of injuring you and extorting a confession through torture."
The admiral said expressionlessly.
Ling Xiaotian took it but did not take it.
Su Yu's consciousness was slightly clearer, but his body was numb, like a puppet.
His body is already dead.
The injuries were too serious and too much shattered. In half a month, most of the bodies died, and a faint smell of death could be smelled.
However, what Su Yu couldn't understand was that he was still alive in such a state.
Suddenly, Su Yu looked at the jade bottle, his face changed slightly, he secretly pulled Ling Xiaotian's sleeve and whispered: "Don't drink."
Ling Xiaotian nodded lightly and looked up at the Holy Eagle God: "Have you finally decided?"
"In other words, did the plan finally go smoothly?"
Holy Lord Condor turned his back to Ling Xiaotian, with a ruthless sneer on his lips: "Ling Xiaotian, don't blame me. Holy Lord Bailuo asked you to be loyal several times, but it was you who refused to obey and fell to this point. You can't blame anyone else."
Ling Xiaotian said with a bit of a sad smile, a bit of loneliness, and a bit of persistence: "Yes! I did ask for trouble, and I can't blame others, but I have never regretted it."
"I, Ling Xiaotian, have always been loyal to the king. This is how I repay his kindness. Holy Lord Bailuo is just a saint. What qualifications do he have to ask me to switch to his sect? Does he think he can be on par with the king?
"
The Divine Eagle Sage smiled as usual: "Haha, ever since the king swept across the world for hundreds of years, shocked the heavens, and revived the dynasty, he has been hiding from the world."
"All matters are handled by the Holy Lord. Why don't you seek refuge with Holy Lord Bailuo?" Holy Lord Shenying shook his head lightly: "To put it bluntly, whether the King is still alive is a matter of time."
"Among the seven great sages, only Saint Yiyu has been able to meet him in hundreds of years. There is no way to verify whether he is alive or not!"
Ling Xiaotian's eyes suddenly turned sharp: "That's a bunch of nonsense!"
"The king's martial power can be said to be a blessing. He is immortal for a thousand years. What does a mere few hundred years mean?" Ling Xiaotian was extremely respectful to the dark king.
The Divine Eagle Saint sneered and shook his head: "It's up to you to believe it or not, but I can tell you that not only us, but other Saint Lords are also suspecting that the Holy Lord Yiyu is a chess piece controlled by a certain force, and the purpose is to pass
She pretended that the king insisted on ordering the Dark Dynasty!"
In this regard, Ling Xiaotian remained silent.
The Dark Lord has not left seclusion for hundreds of years, and no one knows whether he is alive or dead.
There have been cases where someone has sent a false message.
And Holy Lord Yiyu, this mysterious woman, is so unexpected that she has become a new generation of Holy Lord, and is extremely valued by the King of Darkness. Only she can go in and out of the King's retreat place and convey the King's will.
The six sage kings tacitly expressed their doubts about her.
Therefore, Saint Lord Bailuo is determined to stand on his own feet, win over the powers of the Dark Dynasty, and test Saint Lord Yiyu's reaction.
Once it was confirmed that she was sending a false message, he established himself as the Dark King and took control of the dynasty.
Nowadays, most affairs in the dynasty are controlled by Holy Lord Bailuo.
For example, ordering the Divine Eagle to take action to bring Ling Xiaotian back, no, assassinate him halfway.
"Shengjun Bailuo gave you a chance to choose. Unfortunately, you chose another path. As the king's confidant, I have no choice but to put you to death. When I came to arrest you, you should have thought about your fate.
How about it?"
Ling Xiaotian nodded silently.
When the Holy Eagle God appeared, he knew that the so-called fair treatment was nothing more than an illusion.
Saint Lord Bailuo doesn't allow him to live, that's all.
"Now that I know, let's get on the road, I really don't want to take action against you." Shengying Shengjun expressed his loneliness.
Ling Xiaotian chuckled softly: "It's not that you don't want to take action against me, but you can't take action to avoid leaving traces and being traced to you, right?"
The Divine Eagle Saint's face froze, and a hint of playful coldness appeared: "You know, just drink it obediently!"
He died in the Northern Continent, and anyone would suspect that it was the Holy Lord Condor.
Only at the junction of the Northern Continent and the Central Continent, the terrain is dangerous, and there are many vicious people hiding here.
They were attacked by a murderer and Ling Xiaotian died accidentally. This is the best explanation.