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"Ancestor, with you in charge, how can anyone dare to attack, just let Yan Xiang go?" At this time, a strange scene was staged in the ancient hall, and an old man in a green shirt said to a young man who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old sitting on the main hall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The young man put his hands in his cuffs, and the old god closed his eyes freely, and he didn't mean to answer.

"Ancestor? Ancestor? The old man in the green shirt stiffened with a smile, and couldn't help but call twice, but saw the young man standing up with a glare, which scared him, and after wiping the cold sweat, he saw the ancestor in his mouth raising his head, and couldn't help but look at his gaze curiously, nothing strange, just an ordinary temple top, he wanted to speak again, but at this moment the young man sat down, glanced at him, and finally said lightly: "Xiao Yan, how long did you say you left?" Just came back and want to go out? Isn't that good? At the very least, let the ancestor and I go out to play for more than 100,000 years and then come back for you. ”

The old man in the green shirt was Qiu Yanxiang, who had been in the Hui clan for a few months, and he was originally worried that the Qiu clan would be lonely or completely cut off the inheritance during the millions of years he had been guarding the demon, but when he arrived at the clan land, he knew that the worry was superfluous, and the Qiu clan was just hidden, and rarely asked about the world again.

At this moment, hearing what the ancestor in front of him said, Qiu Yanxiang's old face couldn't help twitching, this ancestor loved him very much in the past, and he was even more happy to see him return, but the key is that the easy-going and unwilling to be tied up by the affairs of the clan in the past has not changed until now, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Ancestor, you are the high-level hand-picked person of the clan and take on heavy responsibilities, how can Yanxiang, who has little arms and legs, lead the family to glory?" ”

"Don't give it to the ancestors, I'm talking nonsense here, those old things don't want to take over and just want me to come, what a bastard!" The young man cursed, as if it was not the slightest temptation for him to be in charge of the life and death of a clan.

Qiu Yanxiang shrugged, looking like I was sympathetic but couldn't do anything about it.

"As the saying goes, it's better to be happy alone than to be happy, since you come back, you will give me a good stay in the clan, the ancestor and I have been bored for hundreds of thousands of years, you have to accompany the ancestor." The young man said sullenly.

"But there are also countless descendants in the clan, the ancestors can choose a few of them, but it is really not possible for Yanxiang to help the ancestors choose."

"No, I like you, Ancestor, don't do anything else, it's all bear bags."

"Not negotiable?" Qiu Yanxiang asked again without giving up. When the young man shook his head like a rattle, he said yes in despair, and then went out the door, but before he could go far, there was another voice from inside the door, which made him grief and indignation.

"Xiao Yan, don't think about running away, otherwise I will be caught by the ancestor, and you will know the consequences."

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In the depths of Xilin, Yan Xin stood on the low mountain and raised his head slightly, Cang Xuan came back, the aura of hatred that has made him unforgettable so far emanated from the endless sky, if it wasn't for something else, he would definitely set foot on the Heavenly Palace and crush Cang Xuan's bones to ashes.

Although Zun Jiu only died as a clone, but that is a great enemy, not to mention what the Ninety-Five clan did, there was also this person's instigation behind it, and if it weren't for Cangxuan and Ninety-Five, he wouldn't have to be reincarnated and reborn to bear the pain of today's seizure.

"It's too far away." Suddenly, Yan Xin opened his mouth and said such a sentence without a beginning or an end, but it was a little strange, this voice was not quite like Yan Xin's, it had a sense of vicissitudes.

After a while, he said again: "I am one with him, I am not dead or crippled if he dies, so it is not good for you, and besides... Do you know why the emperor thinks so highly of him? Not only did he accept him as a personal disciple, but he also sealed the demons and forbade them from one generation to another, and even lost his own vitality to perform the Yin and Yang-Life Hidden Technique for him! ”

"Why are you telling me this?"

"It's very simple, I have a big secret with him, and I can even decide on a realm war, if you figure it out, it is not a fool's dream to completely recover to the time before death, and even go one step further, reaching the level of the Human Emperor, the Demon Venerable, and the Sea Lord is not yet known."

"You say that because you want me to save him."

"Not bad, but you... Got a heartbeat, right? ”

Yan Xin seemed to be talking to himself, asking and answering himself, but if someone was around, he would definitely find that it was not a person's voice at all.

"Use you as a springboard for me to perceive his current situation." This voice is quite old, and it is obvious that there should be another person's soul in Renxin's body.

Yan Xin closed his eyes, and then an unimaginable coercion emanated, fortunately, this coercion was controlled, and did not exceed the range of the low mountain, around this, the low mountain was shaking, as if the landslide was about to crack.

Fortunately, it didn't last long, Yan Xin opened his eyes, and the incomparably strong coercion disappeared, and the low mountain stopped shaking.

"It's too far away, his perception is very vague, he was tortured by the disgusting thing made by the worm in the demon world, and only a trace of breath was left, I guess this is still the disgusting thing on purpose, once the host is completely dead, it will have to find someone else." The old voice rose again, with a little regret.

"There's no other way, isn't it?" The voice belonging to Yan Xin himself sounded, and he rarely had mood swings, but he was extremely anxious at the moment.

"Yes!" The old voice suddenly spat out a word, and listened to him continue: "It is not an exaggeration for you to say that he is a dead man at this moment, but there is also a power fluctuation in his body, as long as this power is activated, then he can be reborn. ”

"Are you talking about..."

"Yes, it is the method of Nirvana of the Phoenix Clan, I didn't expect him to even know this technique, and few people have obtained this opportunity throughout the ages."

"Then without further ado, let him run Nirvana."

"How can it be so simple? You and I are in Xilin, there are hundreds of thousands of miles away from Beichuan, if I were in my heyday, this distance would be nothing, but now if I want to perceive something, I have to use some related or related things as a medium to barely succeed, let alone transmit sound, besides, the other you have only one breath left at the moment, which belongs to a severe coma, even if you use telekinesis to transmit sound by his side, he may not be able to hear it.

"How's that to be?"

"Only to see if he himself should die, if he can still think of such a way, desperate to run with his last breath, maybe he can survive."

Yan Xin looked at the north from afar, silently said secretly, the enemy has not yet been stabbed, you and I have never coincided, the grace of my father and mother has not been repaid, how can you die? Get through it for me, Daddy, Weird One, Weird One, Xiaoyu and.. I, we are all waiting for you, waiting for you to be reunited!

On the island without sea sharks, there are three people sitting around, two young people and an old man, they are Zheng Qiankun, Li Feng and Zunjiu, except for Zheng Qiankun who has been sitting quietly and closing his eyes, Li Feng and Zunjiu are both looking towards the east sky, the former is a little complicated, and then looked at Zunjiu, seeing that his face is expressionless, he can't help but want to comfort a few words, but as soon as he shouted the word Shizun, he was interrupted by Zunjiu, and the latter said: "Feng'er, there are only two disciples in this life for the teacher, you and Mad Er." ”