There was silence around Qingyang Mountain.

The strong man who was attracted by the strength of the battle showed a look of surprise in his eyes, Qingyang Jiong was defeated?

Defeated!

defeated by someone who was even lower than him.

Boom!

Stepping into the air and staggering, Qingyang Jiong's body suddenly became a little rickety, and the general trend triggered by the purple and green divine light was like a dim glow.

"I'm defeated!"

At this moment, he seemed to have drained all his essence, red blood overflowed the corners of his mouth, and the loss in his pupils flowed out of the vicissitudes of time.

The 100,000-year-old wish of the Qingyang clan in the Eastern Wilderness ended in his hands.

It seems that in this short moment, Qingyang Jiong has aged a lot.

This kind of rout should not have appeared on a king, it was still the Wuji King of the Five Heavens, for all souls, the king was penetrating the heavens and the earth, not only with the power of shattering the starry sky, but also with a deep and boundless terrifying majesty.

This kind of emotion not only surprised the surrounding kings, but even the clansmen of the Qingyang clan below noticed the loneliness and decline in the hearts of the clan masters. "Clan Master. ”

Many elders of the Qingyang clan trembled, many of them were white-haired old men, and they had disbelief in their eyes, the clan master was defeated, this was like the sky was cracking, unimaginable.

Defeated, their bloodline, which has been inherited to the fifteenth emperor of Qingyang, will be under the command of Qingyang Huan, even if the bloodline of the Qingyang clan is reunited and Qingyang is re-brilliant, they can only become participants, not helmsmen.

The perception between the participants and the helmsman was too great, not to mention that their vein had been moving towards this goal since the collapse of the Qingyang Emperor Clan, and now it was actually over like this.

Emotion, nostalgia, gloom, longing......

In a short period of time, there was too much light flowing from Qingyang Jiong's eyes, and he couldn't feel them all.

"Qingyang is reunited, and the emperor is reappearing, good. Qingyang Jiong sighed with emotion, his tone was a little low, and then he continued: "It's a pity ......"

In the distance, the High Priest's eyes trembled, and he crawled in the direction of the ninety-nine stone towers, constantly chanting obscure incantations.

At this moment, the surroundings of the ninety-nine stone pagoda were surrounded by clouds.

Thundered!

In the sky above the stone tower, the majestic figure of the first to appear with the three-pole flame battle flag on his back gradually became clear, growing larger, straight into the starry sky, like a giant of heaven and earth, crowded into the vast starry sky.

The breath of the majestic shore is endless, not only filling Qingyang Mountain, but also towards the agitation around the Wanlong Mountain Range, feeling this majestic shore across time and space, the kings who come around, their eyes show awe and solemnity.

The Eastern Wilderness Qingyang Clan, the Imperial Family!

Even if it is the former imperial family, it is the glory of the entire Eastern Wilderness!

The ancestor of Qingyang Jiong, the ancestor from the vein of Qingyang Jiong, held a giant axe, which also swelled and stood in the starry sky, at this moment, on the land of the Eastern Wilderness, countless strong people and human races felt the majesty here.

Looking up at the starry sky, two ancient emperor shadows towered in the starry sky, as if they wanted to open the sky, and the ancient vicissitudes of life filled the eastern wilderness.

As the two emperors manifested the emperor shadows, the clouds and air above the stone tower were swirling, and one after another phantom shadows appeared, stepping towards the starry sky, looking far away, the world in the south of the Eastern Wilderness was crowded with these majestic figures.

The emperor's shadow surrounds the heaven and the earth, this vision is too amazing, often causing hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers to change color, at this moment in the land of the Eastern Wilderness, the silent powerhouses, woke up from their slumber, looking up at the starry sky with deep eyes.

Every imperial clan, even if it has declined, is not a trivial matter for the human race.

At this moment, Qingyang Huan looked up at the starry sky, and the sky above Qingyang Mountain was crowded with one emperor shadow after another, each of which was as majestic as a god, standing in the starry sky, a total of twenty.

This is the imprint of the emperors of the Qingyang clan in the past dynasties!

Since ancient times, the Qingyang clan started in the Eastern Wilderness, inherited the sixteen generations of emperors, and walked out of a total of 21 emperors, especially when the first generation of the emperor Qingyang Hong, the three emperors appeared together, which was the most prosperous era of the Qingyang clan.

The three generations under Qingyang Hong were all emperor powerhouses, and finally Qingyang Hong's grandson Qingyang Hou inherited the emperor title of the second generation of Qingyang Emperor.

In the Eastern Wilderness, countless strong people looked up at the starry sky and looked at the standing emperor shadow, even if Qingyang is now in decline, they have to admit that this is a powerful imperial family.

In the one hundred and eighth era of ancient times, more than 10 million years, the sixteenth generation of emperors ruled Qingyang, suppressed the Eastern Wilderness Emperor's prison, and maintained the stability of the Eastern Wilderness, which is enough to highlight the merits of the Qingyang clan.

Qingyang Huan's eyes were a little stagnant, looking towards the void, at this moment, the emperor's shadows of the Qingyang Emperors of the past dynasties were all closed, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep, this is a wisp of divine form imprinted by the emperor between heaven and earth, everyone has fallen, and the divine form is still immortal.

There are only twenty emperor shadows on the sky, and there is no Qingyang Guang, the last emperor of Qingyang, because when he was in power, the emperor's prison was broken, Qingyang collapsed, the emperor was angry, and the emperor's name was eliminated.

The last emperor also wandered into the depths of heaven and earth, and he still doesn't know whether he lives or dies.

Similarly, in the sacrificial hall in the depths of the stone tower, the tall god seat also does not belong to Qingyang Guang, the memorial arch that stands outside the ancient Qingyang Dynasty, and the last half-brand square also belongs to Qingyang Guang.

And at this moment, Qingyang Jiong recovered a little after a short period of distraction, but the decline on his body could not be lingered.

The reunion of Qingyang is a good thing for every clansman of the Qingyang clan, in this world, even children know that they want to survive in the wilderness, and they can only live if they are united.

Qingyang has long been out of the days of hunting and gathering, slash-and-burn farming, but the harmony of the same clan is prosperous, and the evil curse of the same race competing for the defeat of the clan is placed in the mountains and seas, and any race and any tribe can try it.

It's just a pity that the result is too far worse than he wants.

Qing Yang Huan looked towards Qing Yang Jiong, he could feel the struggle in the hearts of the people in front of him, as the King of Wuji, he had already been calm, but it allowed him to easily capture the mental fluctuations.

At this moment, the high priest also looked towards Qingyang Jiong, with worry on his face, as the high priest, the emperor is not under Qingyang Jiong, but unfortunately since the collapse of the imperial family, these substitute priests who have been inherited are not participating in clan affairs, but guarding the ancestral hall.

Speaking of which, the high priest's lineage is not inherited from the fifteenth emperor of Qingyang, and the high priest of each generation chooses the heir from the blood of the Qingyang clan, and it is not certain which lineage is chosen.

After getting along with Qingyang Jiong for a long time, the high priest became more and more worried, reuniting with Qingyang is the long-cherished wish of Qingyang Jiong's lineage, and it has long been imprinted in the depths of the bloodline of this vein and has become a bloodline mark.

Sometimes, this is not just to inherit the afterglow of the emperor's title, but has become a habit of this vein Qingyang clan.

In the ancient realm below, the white-haired elder, even if he was a half-king, couldn't support his body and collapsed to the ground, regardless of his image.

The corners of his mouth surged, Qingyang Jiong opened his mouth, but he didn't make a sound, the bloodline of the Qingyang clan below was looking at him, even if he was the king of Wuji, he was also the clan master of this line, and he didn't make a sound three times in a row.

The bloodline inheritance of the fifteenth emperor of Qingyang, Qingyang Huan has also captured some information from the fluctuating spirit below at this moment, in order to restore the glory, this vein is really a little different.

The clan master of this vein is not inherited by blood, but the young people of the same generation of each generation, which one has the strongest talent, the highest bloodline, and the most chance of being crowned king, will become a candidate for the clan master.

Even if it is the son of the clan master, he is treated the same as the youth of the same generation in the clan.

Although as the heir of the clan master, the talent of the king's bloodline is naturally far higher than that of the clansmen of the same generation, and the starting point is much higher, but it has made all the clansmen have cohesion.

Qingyang Jiong's position as the patriarch was inherited two generations ago, when his grandfather surpassed the clan lord at that time and took the lead in sealing the king of heaven and earth.

Those who have the ability are up, but those who are not capable, even if they are the patriarch's sons, they have to stand aside.

Obviously, in order to reunite Qingyang, this vein has paid a lot more than what it sees.

It's a pity that the battle of luck has no choice, the way of luck is prosperous, once a trace of defeat then there may be a crisis, and you can only find a way to make up for it from other aspects in the future, after all, you can't write two Qingyang.

"Ancestor worship!"

Finally, Qingyang burst out, as if he wanted to release all the suppressed energy in his heart, and the sound was like thunder, resounding through the mountains.

A venerable emperor's shadow stands in the starry sky, surrounding the ancient territory of Qingyang, flowing with ancient majesty.

The high priest Qingyang Wu took Qingyang Huan and Qingyang Jiong, and headed towards the stone tower, although the Qingyang clan of all dynasties wanted to repeat the glory, but I have to admit that the Qingyang clan of the Eastern Wilderness, which inherited the mantle of the Qingyang Emperor's family, is also gradually declining, and it can't be stopped at all.

Now the Qingyang clan in the Eastern Wilderness, in addition to the king of Qingyang Jiong, there are also high priests and a true king, and the high priest's royal realm has some moisture, the high priests of all dynasties are kings, and the inheritance is very secret, but the combat power is worrying, when the emperor collapsed, the high priest lost a lot of secret methods.

Over the years, the emperor's blood has become more and more defeated, and the clan's fortunes have been unstoppably declining, so that now the Qingyang clan in the Eastern Wilderness is about to reach the time when it is not available.

Qingyang Jiong's parents fell in a dangerous place in the Eastern Wilderness more than ten years ago, and the most promising person in the clan fell like this.

The remaining young generation always seems to be almost on fire, and it seems that they can be crowned kings, but they are always out of reach, like a water and moon mirror, they can't see and touch it.

It can be seen from the fact that most of the elders in the clan are gray-haired old men, Qingyang is in a rout, and the clan movement cannot be seen or touched, but it really exists.

In fact, even if Qingyang Huan didn't come, Qingyang Jiong couldn't help but go to find him.

Outside the stone tower, Qingyang Jiong knelt down, spread his hands, and lay on the ground for a long time.

Long......

Half a day passed, and Qing Yangjiong's voice sounded.

"Ancestor Mingjian, the bloodline of the fifteenth emperor of the Qingyang clan today, subjugated to the ninth emperor of Qingyang, reunited with Qingyang, if there are two hearts, the bloodline will dry up and die!"