For the words of the turtle immortal, Qingyang Huan scoffed, the seven-day fish remembered that it was a reincarnation in seven days, and he didn't see that the old donkey was trapped, and he wanted to leave his mark in his memory, which was even more difficult than ascending to the sky.

"Ah Huan, people will win the sky, if it is simple, then there are saints everywhere in the heavens and the earth. ”

"Do you know that there is a saying that providence is hard to disobey!"

"&@¥#...... "Turtle is not immortal," the turtle master is unwilling to deal with your human race, he doesn't dare to do it, and he can find such a powerful reason, the language of the human race is really broad and profound, admire, and say goodbye. ”

Taking Gu Buxian towards the Thunder Ancient City, even if the Seven Days Fish has a great opportunity, but now he has other things to do.

This time, he didn't see the Human Dragon King again in the Thunder Ancient City, and the ruins were calm during this time, so that the martial artists in the Thunder Ancient City were all very low-key.

After two days of precipitation in the Thunder Ancient City, Qingyang Huan prepared to summon Feng Qi and return to the territory.

This time he entered the dark sand of the Nine Dynasties, not only did he take back the human and demon family, but the opportunity he got was not small.

Obviously, nowadays, there are not many people and demons who are still adhering to the ancient covenant, and more importantly, those who betray the people and demons may still be a threat to him, as a human demon race, what are they looking for Shuramen to do, this is a matter that is closely related to him, and he has to guard against it.

Not to mention, he was punished by the traitor of the law before, this is a law that no one can violate the demon ancestor, if the human demon clan really wants to be unfavorable to him, he can only raise the butcher knife and clean up the portal.

Today, he has evolved 1.2 million Bright Dao Talismans, 1.2 million Killing Dao Talismans, 800,000 Spear Dao Dao Talismans, one million Jiuyang Dao Talismans, and 10,000 Dusk Dao Talismans, adding up to more than 4.2 million Dao Talismans.

Don't forget, there are more than two million Boundless Dao Talismans in the depths of the body, and these Dao Talismans are silent in the depths of flesh and blood, not disappearing, but turning into jade and hiding.

For the king who has stepped through the realm of the Great Luo King, the number of Dao runes represents the combat power, and the Dao runes are like talismans, and when they enter a higher realm, they protect their natal life, and more than six million Dao runes baptize his body all the time, pushing towards the deeper level of the innate Dao body.

If you immerse yourself in the mind, you will find that his light, nine yangs, killing, dusk, and spear methods are all rooted in the boundless Dao source, and the Tao is boundless, and the Tao gives birth to one, and one life gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things.

It is rumored that there are hundreds of millions of Taoist talismans in the emperor's body, and even in ancient legends, there are kings who have been in retreat for thousands of years, once they had an epiphany, evolved hundreds of millions of Taoist talismans, split the reincarnation in one fell swoop, found the life star, and ascended to the throne.

Chirp!

With a cry, the phoenix shadow swayed, gradually condensing from nothingness, and the phoenix was like a phoenix in the dark, covering a piece of the sky.

"Hey, the qi in you. ”

Feng Qi, who suddenly appeared, looked stunned when he saw Qingyanghuan, in his eyes, Qingyanghuan actually had a back-to-basics atmosphere, just like a person with a strong momentum, suddenly became ordinary, and he could no longer see the waves on his body.

There is a faint smell of dust, like a jade.

Obviously, Qingyang Huan's strength has improved in a short period of time.

"No, you actually came out of the dark sands of the Nine Dynasties. The next moment, Feng Qi reacted.

"It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning, what's all the fuss, that's what the dark sand of the Nine Dynasties is all about, it's not a big deal. ”

Gu Buxian popped up again, shook his head and snorted, completely forgetting that he had panicked before, and got into the shell and pretended to be dead.

"Good...... bar. ”

Feng Qi looked at Qingyang Huan, and then at Gu Buxian, feeling that his big head was still a little insufficient.

"Let's go. ”

Without a deep discussion on this issue, Feng Yi opened up the Void Road and extended to the territory of Haoyuan.

......

"Daddy. ”

As soon as he fell into the summer garden, Qingyang Huan was hit by a small body, and his two little arms hung around his neck like monkeys.

"Little uncle, I want to hug too. ”

Blood, a pair of crystal clear blood-colored pupils also flashed with hope, standing aggrieved and aggrieved, blinking with big eyes.

"Come, little blood, Uncle Turtle hugs. ”

"Mud Kai, Stinky Turtle. ”

"I ......" Gu Buxian directly turned into a streamer of light and walked towards his stargazing platform, and the turtle master was angry.

Really angry!

After appeasing the two little babies, Qingyang Huan felt more tired than fighting with the aliens.

Sensing Qingyang Huan's return, the Great Elder and the High Priest appeared in the central hall.

"Clan Master. ”

There are not so many courtesies, Qingyang Huan did not enter the main hall, he sat cross-legged on the platform outside the main hall against the Panlong pillar, he felt very good when he looked at the emperor in the imperial court, the martial artist naturally had to do whatever he wanted, and the first human race was not sitting in the mountains and fields to talk about the Tao.

"Clan master, three days ago, the ancestral hall was full of momentum, the ancestors of the emperors appeared in the form of gods, worshipping nothingness, after the old man noticed it, he didn't catch the qi. ”

Before the high priest could sit down, he spoke out in a panic.

He is in charge of the sacrifice in the clan, don't underestimate the sacrifice, this is the root of the blood aggregation of a race, and the reason why a group is together is because of blood relationship.

In the ancient barbarian era, bloodline was the basis for maintaining stability, and perhaps there were also battles between warriors and bloodlines, but the bloodlines were constantly cut.

And what makes the bloodline kneaded into a strand is, to put it bluntly, the tablets in the ancestral hall, maybe they are cold stones, but they can't deny that they are difficult to replace in the bloodline patriarchy.

This kind of vision appeared in the ancestral hall, and as the high priest of the main priesthood, he had never encountered it, and even the surviving priestly scriptures did not record it.

"It's okay, I awakened the miracles of my ancestors in heaven and earth. ”

As for what the high priest said, Qingyang Huan naturally knew.

But the old man secretly noticed that the ancestors of the emperors of the past dynasties had made a distant worship, and a more majestic figure appeared in the void. ”

"Then it goes without saying, that figure is your ancestor, the ancient Taihao Emperor, once an important minister under the throne of the ancestor of the human race, and later reincarnated for many generations to succeed to the throne. ”

The turtle did not come out from the other direction.

What the!

Ancestors of ancestors!

The ancient Taihao Emperor!

Cha.

The high priest couldn't control it for a moment, and the big hand stroking his beard suddenly pulled off a strand of white whiskers, and he stumbled in pain, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Did the old man hear it wrong?

For outsiders, Qingyang Huan is just tracing the bloodline back to ancient times, but for the high priest, this means that the Qingyang clan's bloodline inheritance can be traced back to ancient times.

In the long years, many ethnic groups have been separated by blood, so that the clansmen do not know their ancestors, you say that you are a descendant of the queen, but you are not just talking, empty words, only evidence can be convincing.

The Qingyang clan of the imperial clan, the royal descendants of the ancient human race, some warriors in the Great Wilderness know, but they know what they know, and they cannot be recognized by foreign clans, because the Qingyang clan can't come up with evidence to prove it.

At this moment, the high priest was a little excited, he didn't know where to put his two hands, the corners of his mouth swelled, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it, the obsession that the high priests of the past generations wanted to trace saw the dawn in his hands.

Ancient royal descendants, imperial Qingyang!

......

Three days later, in the ancestral hall of the Qingyang clan, on the throne of the emperors of the past dynasties, a huge divine throne filled with an illusory atmosphere stood up, and the divine throne seemed to contain a starry sky world, a hazy figure, wearing a simple beast robe and holding a stone spear, crowded the entire starry sky world.

This is Qingyang Huan to attract blood, retrace the traces imprinted by the ancient emperor's shadow, and be carved by the high priest with the five-colored soil.

The soil has five colors, representing the mountains and rivers and the earth, it is a kind of spiritual object in the heaven and earth, in the big clan, some gods are mostly cast with five-color soil, and the earth contains the true spirit.

Qingyang Huan sat in the ancestral hall, with the broken imperial seal suspended in front of him, shrouded in an illusory qi machine, and between the gods in the ancestral hall, there was a vague qi machine.

During his absence, the Qingyang clan began to gradually integrate into the territory, and the entire territory began to function normally.

The Qingyang Emperor Seal suspended in front of him gathers the life's work of the sixteenth generation of the Qingyang Emperor, which is the seal of the clan master, and only by becoming the clan master can he hold the Great Seal, so there are more than 20 emperors of the Qingyang Clan, and only sixteen emperors are qualified to hold the imperial seal.

It is rumored that the Qingyang Emperor Seal is made of the divine stone taken from the sky by the first generation of Emperor Qingyanghong.

At this moment, there was a connection between the Emperor Yin and Qingyang Huan, and this connection was more than a hundred times stronger than at the beginning, obviously the Qingyang clan reunited, and the spirit of the people began to affect the Emperor Yin.

The reason why the high priest didn't dare to take out the imperial seal was because this thing was a disaster for the dilapidated Qingyang clan.

The Qingyang clan has inherited sixteen great emperors, a full sixteen.

Let's ask which ancient clan in the heavens, sixteen emperors can appear one after another, you must know that between heaven and earth, some small clans, the whole clan does not have a great emperor, and the king is called the façade.

How could the Qingyang clan have appeared as an emperor for sixteen generations in a row, if it wasn't for the fact that a ghost emperor finally broke through the emperor's prison, the glory of the Qingyang clan might not have fallen.

Imperial Seal!

The way to become an emperor!

Whether this kind of Fa exists or not, it can't stop outsiders from prying eyes.

No one dares to peep at the heyday of the Qingyang Emperor Clan, but the defeated Qingyang Clan, the dehaired phoenix is not as good as a chicken cub, if there is a trace of the news of the emperor's seal, the Qingyang Clan in the Eastern Wilderness may not know how many times the grass on the grave has withered.

The incense of beast blood in the ancestral hall was swirling, drowning Qingyanghuan's figure, and the high priest was hurriedly worshipping the ancestors, looking towards the hazy figure in the mist with a touch of hope in his eyes.

Reunite Qingyang!

A real reunion.

Previously, the integration of the bloodlines of various clans was formal, but the spiritual level of the entire Qingyang clan was not sublimated, and for ordinary Qingyang clansmen, they only knew that they were Qingyang clansmen, and they knew nothing about their ancestors.

The glory of a race lies in the aggregation of each bloodline clansman, the emperor can penetrate the universe and wander the long river of fate, but there is also a bloodline behind it.