On this day, the Qingyang Emperor Clan, who had separated and collapsed, reunited!

The sound of Qingyang Jiong, who was crawling outside the ninety-nine stone towers, was like thunder, spreading throughout the entire Qingyang Ancient Realm and reaching the ears of every Qingyang clansman.

"Clan Master. ”

In the ancient realm, the white-haired clan elders shouted, but everything had already settled.

The battle was won or lost, and now the result is clear.

Soon, under the summons of Qingyang Jiong, many elders of the Qingyang clan in the Eastern Wilderness came to the outside of the stone tower one by one, even if they were unwilling, they also knelt on the ground.

The light of his eyes passed over the bodies of many elders, and Qing Yang Jiong's voice sounded again.

"Elders, in front of my ancestors of the Qingyang clan, swear with me that Qingyang will reunite, take the glory of Qingyang as the priority, and punish those who split the clan!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qing Yang Huan's eyes showed a touch of surprise, he didn't expect Qing Yang Jiong to do this, the head of the clan, he was really thoughtful, so it would be better than him killing the killer in the future.

The High Priest nodded imperceptibly, but his whole body was shrouded in sacrificial robes, and his face was covered with a blood-colored black vein, which looked like a small snake crawling on his face.

Qingyang is reunited, and he, the high priest, is worthy of his name.

Soon, the high priest took Qingyang Huan and Qingyang Jiong, and walked towards the depths of the stone tower, at this moment the stone tower was not dim, but flowed with a faint clear light, extending to the deep sacrificial hall.

In the sacrificial hall, Qingyang Huan saw the gods standing one after another, the highest twenty, and the remaining gods more than 100, which is the god seat of the strong above the king of the Qingyang clan since one hundred and eight epochs in ancient times.

These gods have witnessed the family records of a race for more than a hundred epochs, which is unimaginable.

Qingyang Huan also noticed that among the gods of the emperors of the past dynasties, only without the god position of the last emperor Qingyang Guang, this emperor can no longer be evaluated for the entire Qingyang clan, and it is not only the responsibility of the emperor that the emperor's prison was broken, so that whether the emperor is still there now has become a mystery.

Among these gods, more than ninety percent of the gods are filled with the smell of decay, and the fragrance of beast blood lingers behind the gods, constantly evolving into various ancient picture scrolls, and the heroic spirits left by the ancestors are flowing unconsciously, manifesting sporadic fragments.

Obviously, after the collapse of the imperial clan Qingyang, even if the Qingyang Jiong lineage inherited the main sect sacrifice, it still could not prevent the decline of the Qingyang clan, and in the past 100,000 years, there were only a few kings born in the Qingyang clan.

After receiving the three beast blood incense from the high priest, Qingyang Huan respectfully worshiped the ancestors of the past dynasties, and the bloodline was a very wonderful thing, like an invisible silk thread, intertwining and intertwining people with the same bloodline.

Qingyang Jiong also worshiped his ancestors, but his emotions were still very deep.

"In front of the ancestors, there is no need to cover up, the collapse of the Qingyang Emperor Clan does not need to be recounted, everything needs to be looked forward. ”

The High Priest was the first to break the silence in the sacrificial hall and spoke up.

The shriveled hand trembled into the bosom of the sacrificial robe, and pulled out a pitch-black object with many edges and corners, which at first glance looked like a black stone.

"What is this?"

Looking at this black stone, a trace of doubt flashed in Qing Yanghuan's eyes, and the aura on the cold stone was not much different from the aura he felt in the sacrificial hall in the ancient city.

"This is the Qingyang Emperor Seal. ”

Rubbing against the cold black stone, the High Priest's eyes flashed with remembrance.

"The reason why the Qingyang Emperor Clan dares to override the world with the respect of the Great Emperor is not only because of the combat power of the Qingyang ancestors, but also because of this Qingyang Emperor Seal, when the emperor collapsed, the emperor was angry, and the emperor seal was broken. ”

"High Priest, You ......"

Qingyang Jiong's eyes showed puzzlement, he had been the clan leader of Qingyang for so long, and he never knew that the imperial seal was still left.

The person in charge of the imperial seal is naturally the lord of the Qingyang clan.

Obviously, from the collapse of the imperial family, the priests have been hiding the imperial seal for so many years without making a sound, doesn't it mean......

Thinking of this, Qing Yangjiong's expression became even more difficult to look at.

The high priest smiled bitterly, did not make a sound, and handed the imperial seal to Qingyang Jiong, who took the imperial seal, and after some investigation, he found that the imperial seal was really like a stone, whether it was infused with blood or rubbed, the cold breath could not be changed.

"This ......"

"The imperial seal is the god of the Qingyang Emperor clan to suppress the clan movement, Qingyang has been in defeat for a long time, the things of the year have hit us too hard, this is the only remaining hope for the re-emergence of the Qingyang clan, if the clan luck is not prosperous, the emperor seal is a broken stone, if it is taken out early, maybe the Qingyang clan is still unknown if it is not there. ”

The hoarse voice of the high priest made Qingyang Huan and Qingyang Jiong's expressions change suddenly, the imperial seal may be a broken stone, but it is not necessarily for all other powerful races in the Great Wilderness, and the defeated Qingyang clan is not capable of keeping the imperial seal.

This is the last legacy left by Qingyang, and we have to be cautious.

Gently rubbing the emperor's seal, although it was broken, even angular, but Qingyang Jiong showed a touch of longing, after a few breaths, the longing in his eyes was annihilated, and it was quickly stuffed into Qingyang Huan's hands, simply and neatly, without the slightest drag.

"Under the witness of the ancestors of the Qingyang dynasties, you will be the patriarch of the entire Qingyang clan in the future!"

Then, Qingyang Jiong took three steps back and bowed his hand to Qingyang Huan.

"Qingyang Jiong pays a visit to the patriarch. ”

The high priest on the side knelt on the futon in front of the god's throne, his hands spread on the bluestone in front of the futon, and muttered obscure words in his mouth.

For a while, outside the Qingyang Ancient Realm, the twenty ancient and majestic figures standing in the starry sky of heaven and earth, their eyes slowly opened, and the huge figure began to shrink, stepping towards the Qingyang Ancient Realm, outlining the same magic in their hands, and for a while, the clouds and qi over Qingyang Mountain rolled, manifesting a picture scroll of ancient mountains and rivers.

Twenty majestic figures slowly walked towards the depths of this ancient land of mountains and rivers until they disappeared.

However, for the entire Eastern Wilderness land, the impact has just begun, and the imperial clan that has disappeared in the Eastern Wilderness for more than 100,000 years has reappeared, and the news has swept towards the land of the human race in all directions like a big wave.

In the next few days, hundreds of warriors walked out of the Qingyang Ancient Realm, driving the colorful spirit crane in all directions.

For a long time, the Qingyang clan has split into hundreds of ethnic branches, large and small, like the Qingyang Huan and their veins of only twenty or thirty thousand people, and there are even many of them who have long forgotten the root of bloodline inheritance.

The Eastern Wilderness is the birthplace of the Qingyang clan, so the Qingyang clan in the Eastern Wilderness has the most bloodlines, and most of these bloodlines are distributed in the various human regions around the Qingyang Ancient Realm, and they are all based on the branch where Qingyang Jiong is located.

These warriors who left the Qingyang Ancient Realm were the clan envoys sent to summon the bloodline of the Qingyang clan who had wandered outside to return to the sect.

In a few days, Qingyang Huan, together with Qingyang Jiong and the high priest Qingyang Wu, sorted out the family records in detail, and sorted out the bloodlines of the Qingyang clan living in various places now.

The strongest bloodline of the Qingyang clan today is the lineage of Qingyang Jiong, which has been inherited to the bloodline of the fifteenth emperor of Qingyang.

In addition, there are only six of the various branches that can be counted as large.

Inherited to the sixth Great Emperor Hu vein, the eighth Great Emperor's Lu vein, the twelfth Great Emperor's Xun vein, the thirteenth Great Emperor's spiritual vein, Qingyang Jiong's Jing vein, and the Qing vein inherited to the Qingri Emperor, as for the other bloodlines have already been defeated in the long years.

In addition, because of the blow of that year, the blood of the Qingyang Emperor seems to have been affected, and he rarely returned to his ancestors, which also exacerbated the fall of the Qingyang clan.

In the end, because of Qingyang's own reasons, although his branch was weak and pitiful, he alone topped the whole clan, and it was the hip veins of the Qingyang clan that formed the six major branches of Qingyang.

These are all branches of the half-king tribe with the combat power of the half-king, and the background is comparable to that of the powerful half-king tribe, such as the remaining large and small bloodline branches of more than hundreds, and there are more branches of the generals and the Hou department, and it takes a lot of time to gather together.

The recall of various bloodline branches is the first clan edict issued by Qingyang Huan after he took charge of the Broken Emperor Seal.

The ancestors of the past generations need to be sacrificed, and the bloodline also needs to be reunited, so that all the warriors who flow with the blood of Qingyang will gather together and reproduce the glory of Qingyang.

For the next period of time, Qingyang Huan has been exploring the secrets of the Qingyang Emperor's seal in the sacrificial hall deep in the stone tower.

Previously, in Haoyuan, the Emperor of the People appeared to the saint, and he imprinted his mark in the sealed soil, which led to the manifestation of the Qingyang bloodline, and suddenly implicated the entire Qingyang clan, and he didn't figure out what kind of mystery was contained in it.

The cultivation of a martial artist involves too much cause and effect, but he still can't understand what the entanglement and fetters of the Qingyang bloodline have to do with the feudal land he has received, or what it has to do with him.

After all, the title of fiefdom, even if it is inherited in the future, only recognizes his descendants with his bloodline, as long as his bloodline continues to descend, other clansmen will not have a chance.

Looking at the broken imperial seal in his hand, Qingyang Huan's eyes showed thought, the imperial seal couldn't see what material it was made of, it was as cold as a stone, and the mountains and rivers could be faintly seen on it.

This is an imperial soldier, who has experienced the leadership of the sixteenth emperor of the Qingyang clan, and has been carried by the emperor for a hundred eras, even if it is really a stubborn stone, it should have been channeled, not to mention that this is the imperial seal representing Qingyang.

What kind of strong man can destroy the imperial seal to such an extent.

unimaginable.

When the Qingyang clan did not collapse, even if the Qingyang clan looked at the heavens, there was no doubt that it was one of the strongest inheritances in the heavens, after all, compared to the heavens and all the races, the royal family was too few, and among the heavens and all the races, not every race had an emperor.

Holding the imperial seal, sitting cross-legged in the sacrificial hall, Qingyang Huan sat for more than a month, and the high priest did not come to disturb him, but unfortunately the imperial seal in his hand was still like a cold stone.

Burst!

One day three months later, Qingyang Huan rubbed the imperial seal, and the riverbed with a number of dry lines on the surface of the big hand body cracked, and blood sparkled and soaked the imperial seal.

After thinking about it for a long time, he thought of the method of blood sacrifice, the Qingyang Emperor Seal, which can only be held by people of Qingyang blood.