In this jade pottery city, there is only one person who can inspire his bloodline.
His father, the head of the He family in Tacheng, He Ju.
He Ju who disappeared in Jade City last time!
He Yangsun took a deep breath, stared in the direction of the He family's door, and rushed towards the door of the mansion.
Han Muye shook his head slightly.
He had already sensed that the person coming over there was not He Ju.
It was a young man who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a proud look on his face. Behind him were several seventh-level armor masters, and an eighth-level armor master closely guarding him.
Further back, there are dozens of tall puppet masters and armor masters.
This kind of lineup can only be found in at least one big clan.
As an eighth-level guard, the family's strength is probably extremely extraordinary.
He Yang and Sun Fei landed in front of the mansion and saw the figures in front of the door. The original surprise on their faces turned into astonishment.
The He family guards guarding the door blocked the figure in front.
"This is the He family's mansion."
"How dare you stop me from coming here?"
The eyes of the eighteen or nineteen-year-old young man flashed with light.
On his chest, he wears the badge of a third-level armor master.
In such a ruined place, it is rare for someone to dare to hang the badge on his chest.
Seeing He Yangsun arriving, the young man raised his eyebrows.
"Bloodline pulling?"
The young man looked at He Yangsun with his eyes.
"What are you, He Yangsun?"
He Yangsun also felt that the blood pulling him was the other party.
Not his own father.
"Who are you?" He Yangsun's face darkened and he asked in a low voice.
"My name is Nalan Moran," a smile appeared on the young man's face, "but I can also be considered a member of the He family."
The young man raised his hand, and a golden badge appeared in his palm.
"Didn't you feel it?"
"You should have guessed who I am."
who is it.
Young and drawn by blood.
The only possibility is He Ju's bloodline.
He Yangsun's half-brother.
He Yangsun looked at the face that was somewhat similar to his own, and his eyes fell on the badge in Nalan Moran's hand.
This badge is He Ju's sixth-level armor master badge.
Taking a deep breath, He Yangsun raised his head and whispered: "Is he okay?"
Although there was anger in his heart towards He Ju for marrying another man and having a blood descendant, He Yangsun did not explode.
He is no longer the young man without a city.
He is the boss of Jujin Trading Company, which is in charge of trillions of dollars.
Those who deal with him are all the top strong men and god-level figures in this world.
Regarding He Ju, he no longer had the original expectation of finding the pillar of the He family, but more wanted to know whether He Ju was alive or not.
The current He family and He Ju's cultivation and combat power cannot be a pillar.
He Yangsun's expression surprised Nalan Moran.
With a chuckle, Nalan Moran looked at He Yangsun: "I thought you would be angry, but I didn't expect you to be much calmer than I thought."
"Father said that if I can see you in Jade City, it means that the He family in Tacheng has not been destroyed, and that you have not let her down."
As he spoke, he looked at the people behind He Yangsun, with a golden light shining in his eyes.
"I am Nalan Moran, the thirteenth young master of the Nalan family in Yongming City, the great city in the void."
"My Nalan family is a saint-level family, and there are four saint-level experts in our family."
Holy level!
The faces of the He family members who gathered behind He Yangsun changed drastically.
When the He family was in its prime, they did not dare to face the saint-level family directly.
Except when the ancestor of the He family was around, the He family at other times was only a ninth-level family at best.
Nalan Moran watched the changes in the expressions of these He family members with satisfaction.
"He Yangsun and I are half-brothers. The last time He Ju, the head of the He family in Tacheng, got lost and fell while exploring the ruins. In the end, it was my mother who rescued him and took him back to Yongming City."
"I don't need to tell you what happens next. My father has now married into my Nalan family and has become one of the powerful elders of the Nalan family."
Pointing to He Yangsun, Nalan Moran said loudly: "From now on, my half-brother will be the master of the He family."
"It's not the He family in Tacheng, it's all the He families around this Jade City."
The divine light in Nalan Mo Ran's eyes gathered together and he shouted: "This is what I said, young master. Do any of you have any objections?"
Opinion?
Everyone at the door of the mansion looked at each other.
No matter what the powerful guards around He Yangsun think, others have no objection at all.
If the He family in Tacheng was willing to take him in, they would be eager to go directly to Tacheng.
Today's He family in Tacheng is so rich and powerful that they cannot compare with them.
"Let's go."
"Since it is the He family, let's go to the lobby to worship."
He Yangsun took one look at the young man who looked like a proud peacock, turned around and left.
Are saint-level families very strong?
Holy level, is it very far away?
He clenched his fists slightly.
He is not surprised that his father was rescued by the other party's mother and married into Nalan's family.
But he didn't think the other party was a saint-level family, so he had to bow his head.
With Master Han's help, he will definitely become a saint.
Even, god level!
Seeing He Yangsun turn around and leave, a smile appeared on Nalan Moran's face.
My brother is still unable to adapt to the change in status.
It doesn't matter, I will take care of him.
According to what my father said, he owed Tacheng He family and He Yangsun's mother and son.
You have to pay this debt yourself.
Who would have thought that his father was extremely talented in cultivation. He reached the eighth level within a few decades and became an eighth-level armor master. He was the youngest eighth-level armor master in the entire Nalan family.
It won't take long for my father to reach level nine.
It is precisely because of this that my father did not come to this expedition.
Following He Yangsun and others, Nalan Moran quickly walked into the mansion and looked around.
This mansion was quite prosperous back then, and many of its formations showed its prosperity back then.
But compared with his Nalan family, it's still not good enough.
"Mr. Qin, what is the cultivation level of He Yangsun?"
As he walked, Nalan Moran turned around and asked.
The guards behind him were arranged by his mother herself and were eight-level experts.
Hearing his words, the old man with white beard shook his head.
"It can't be sensed. It's probably because it's covered up by a secret method."
The old man paused and said in a low voice: "Perhaps it is possible to break through with the help of secret methods, and the cultivation level is unstable."
It's all possible.
Nalan Moran didn't pay attention, nodded and continued walking forward.
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After passing through the layers of houses, we came to the lobby where the statues of the ancestors of the He family are enshrined.
He Yangsun walked forward directly, and the other He family members filed in in an orderly manner.
This scene made Nalan Moran a little surprised.
Just now I said that He Yangsun would be the young master of the He family from now on, and now they are so obedient?
Not a single thorn?
Moreover, isn’t this a little too smooth?
Entering the lobby, He Yangsun bowed to Han Muye.
This brought a smile to Nalan Moran's face.
It seems that there is someone in the He family who can control him.
That's why these people are so respectful and obedient.
I wonder how many tricks this guy can take on Mr. Qin?
He and the guards behind him came from Void City and crossed the city of Jade Tao City. They wasted time and had no idea of He Yangsun's current reputation.
I don’t even know He Yangsun’s current cultivation level.
He Yangsun whispered a few words to Han Muye, and then walked to the middle of the lobby.
Everyone in the He family immediately stood solemnly.
Nalan Moran frowned slightly, but adjusted his clothes and stood in place.
He Yangsun prayed softly, and the whole hall began to shake.
This scene made the guards behind Nalan Moran nervous.
That old Qin moved and stood in front of Nalan Moran.
"Buzz——"
In the upper position, the seated ancestor statue opened its eyes, and the golden light in its eyes was hooded towards He Yangsun.
Then, layers of golden light covered all the He family members in the hall.
The blood power in their bodies began to gather.
A series of interweaving spiritual lights appeared above the entire hall.
Han Muye raised his head and narrowed his eyes.
That is a sign that the Void Formation is activated.
But there seems to be something different in the void formation.
"boom--"
A black war puppet stepped out of the void, with a nine-foot body and golden light flashing in its eyes.
"Level 9 war puppet!"
Nalan Moran shouted softly.
Mr. Qin in front of Nalan Moran raised his hand and lowered his voice: "Young master, be careful, this war puppet is conscious."
Be conscious!
Zhan Puppet glanced over and looked at the He family members in front of him.
"I am the remnant soul of your ancestor He Mucheng combined with the war puppet."
"I will now give you a chance to enter the secret realm. Whoever wins in the end will get the He family's treasure."
A deep and old voice came out of Zhan Puppet's mouth.
The war puppet of our ancestors!
Excitement flashed across the faces of everyone in the lobby.
Nalan Moran's eyes glowed with golden light, and he shouted: "He Yangsun, what are you waiting for!"
His voice fell, and there was silence in the lobby.
Everyone turned their heads and looked at Nalan Moran.
Still need a reminder?
In this He family mansion, the only one who is qualified to inherit the war puppet is Young Master He Yangsun?
Not to mention his cultivation, but his identity and the wealth of the He family in Tacheng behind him, he is also qualified to inherit the legacy of the ancestors of the ancient He family.
For everyone present, helping the young master obtain the relic and gaining the young master's favor is the most important thing.
As long as the young master is happy and gives you some random rewards, it will be enough for the family to take off.
Not to mention the million-mile radius, the entire galaxy universe also knows the name of the He Family Jujin Trading Company, right?
It doesn’t matter how much of the ancient legacy remains and how valuable it is.
Immediate interests are everything.
There was a bit of strange silence in the lobby, which made Nalan Moran slightly stunned.
He Yangsun turned to look at him, and then looked at the ninth-level war puppet.
"Senior, I wonder what our ancestors have left behind?"
The ninth-level combat puppet was also stunned.
At this time, how many treasures are you still struggling with?
Shouldn't you just rush into the void formation?
"I want the broken arm and other things to be kept here as an opportunity for future generations of the He family."
He Yangsun's tone of voice did not sound like he was facing a senior warrior, but rather an ordinary person with the same status level as him.
The war puppet was stunned for a moment before he spoke: "If you want to get the relic, you need to defeat everyone, and the winner -"
Before he finished speaking, He Yangsun raised his hand and pointed behind him: "Senior, please ask, does anyone want to fight?"
No.
Nalan Moran looked blankly at everyone lowering their heads.
My brother seems unusual?
No one in the entire lobby raised a challenge?
A confused light flashed in the eyes of the ninth-level war puppet. He was silent for a moment before shaking his head: "No, unless you defeat me."
"Okay." He Yangsun's voice sounded, and then the armor on his body appeared.
Fight with the ninth-level war puppet!
"He, his armor is level eight!" Mr. Qin in front of Nalan Moran opened his eyes wide and shouted in a low voice.
Eighth level armor!
Doesn't that mean that He Yangsun has the power of an imperial envoy's eighth-level armor?
You have to be at least level 7 to use level 8 armor, right?
But can He Yangsun have a seventh-level cultivation level?
How can it be!
Nalan Moran stared at He Yangsun with wide eyes.
The ninth-level war puppet was silent for a moment, raised his hand, and the void light array enveloped He Yangsun.
At this moment, a voice sounded: "To nourish yourself with the blood of the descendants of the He family, this senior of the He family may have gone too far, right?"
Han Muye’s voice!
He Yangsun's expression changed, and a golden light above his head blocked the halo of the void formation.
The ninth-level warrior grunted, raised his hand and pressed down on He Yangsun's head.
He Yangsun raised his hands, two long knives appeared, and slashed directly towards the war puppet.
"when--"
He Yangsun retreated in defeat, retreating several feet.
The arm of the war puppet also stopped.
"Let me see what tricks you want to play!" He Yangsun shouted in a low voice, slashed out the long knife in his hand again, then flew up and rushed towards the war puppet.
Fight with a level nine war puppet!
Nalan Moran stared ahead as if he had seen a ghost.
He couldn't imagine that his half-brother could be so powerful.
Fight against level nine without losing!
"when--"
"when--"
The long knife collided with the arm of the war puppet, and He Yangsun's speed reached the extreme.
His war puppet and long sword were both refined by Han Muye himself, and his martial arts combat skills were also refined by the God-Slaying War Puppet.
The war puppet in front of him was unable to fight back under his attack!
An eighth-level armor master counterattacked at the ninth level!
The He family members who were retreating to the back in the lobby all stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "After all, he is the number one young person in a million, Young Master He Yangsun's cultivation level has reached the peak of the eighth level." An old man whispered softly.
The number one young person in a million?
Nalan Moran opened his mouth.
"Jade Tiger He Yangsun, a double eighth-level expert, the young master hasn't used his puppets yet." A member of the He family said softly with a smile on his face.
Double eighth level?
And there are level 8 combat puppets?
Nalan Moran turned to look at Mr. Qin beside him.
At this time, Mr. Qin was also looking blankly at the battle ahead.
That ninth-level war puppet couldn't stop He Yangsun!
"when--"
Finally, He Yangsun knocked back the war puppet with one strike of his sword.
"Senior, can you take out what I want?"
He Yangsun held two swords in his hands and shouted lowly.
Looking at He Yangsun, the warrior took a few steps back and let out a scream.
Following this scream, the surrounding statues of senior He family members all shone with golden light.
"You want that thing, fine, I'll release that thing and see how you die!"
After the war puppet finished speaking, he moved and rushed directly into the void formation.
The next moment, the entire He family mansion shook.
At this moment, not only the He family mansion, but also the entire Jade Pottery City was shaken!
The endless stream of light gathered and turned into a spatial light array on the He family's mansion.
Within the light array, a golden arm a hundred feet long emerged.
"what is that!"
"Arm, that arm!"
"That was the god-level war puppet arm from back then. It was said to be at the ancient prehistoric level, far superior to the current god-level arm!"
"The war puppet arm that the city lord asked us to find!"
Countless exclamations resounded in Jade City, and countless figures rushed towards the arm.
He Yangsun turned his head, glanced at Han Muye, and whispered: "Master Han, I dedicate this war puppet arm to Master Han."
After saying that, he flew up.
"I, He Yangsun, have taken this thing. Does anyone have any opinions?"
On his body, the eighth-level armor appeared with golden light, and his two swords flashed with long sword light.
An eighth-level war puppet appeared beside him, holding the same pair of swords.
Nalan Moran raised his head, looked at He Yangsun who looked like a god of war, and murmured in his mouth: "Is this my brother?"