At this moment, in the dim and hazy sky, a beam of silver light broke through the deep ice and shone on the earth.

It was a bright moon, like a silver disk embedded in the deep eternal sky, sprinkling a silver light, and the moon was covered with a faint halo.

The lunar eclipse is over, as if God is congratulating Xuanyuan Yanran in another way, congratulating her on her ascension to the throne of the Holy Lord.

Xuanyuan Yanran was surrounded by everyone and knelt in the center, accepting the worship of the clansmen, although she was a little at a loss, but an invisible majesty of the Holy Lord had already descended on her. In the past, the brothers looked at her with the same eyes, not only admiration, but also a little awe.

"It's so sudden. ”

She opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say, the position of the Holy Lord, all the younger generations dreamed of, Xuanyuan Yanran naturally couldn't help but be excited, but she felt that she was still young and had not yet reached this point, and she couldn't bear this responsibility.

Xuanyuan Huo squinted at a pair of cloudy old eyes and watched Xuanyuan Yanran accept the worship of the clansmen, his heart was full of relief, and at the same time, he felt relaxed and relieved, his old bones could finally rest and rest. Immediately, he stepped forward a few steps, smiled at Xuanyuan Yanran, and said, "Yanran, don't worry too much, you have to believe that you can be qualified for this position!"

"Second grandfather, I, I'm ......"

"Awkward, take out your previous spirit, why have you become timid now that you have become a holy lord?" Xuanyuan Huo reprimanded angrily.

"Well, Yanran will work hard. In the end, Xuanyuan Yanran had no way to retreat, so she could only go up hard.

"In addition, the original Holy Lord's holy relic Heart Protector Dragon Pattern Jade was in the hands of your second aunt, but Xuanyuan Wu Nan Nizi went to the extraterritorial battlefield and encountered an accident" Speaking of this, Xuanyuan Huo couldn't help but feel sentimental, and everyone clearly understood the reason for the rest of the matter, so there was no need to explain too much.

Now, the holy relics of the Holy Lord of the Xuanyuan family were transferred from the hands of Xuanyuan Wu to Wu Heng's hands, according to the training and rules of the Xuanyuan family, the heart dragon pattern jade can only be brought on the Holy Lord or the quasi-Holy Lord, Wu Heng is not the heir of the Holy Lord, so if Xuanyuan Yanran asks to return it, it is reasonable.

It's just that, after all, that heart-protecting dragon pattern jade is the only thing he misses his mother. If you want to get it, it's really not easy to get it.

You must know that Wu Heng's life experience is already very miserable, since he was born, he has never seen his parents, and now he really wants to peel off the only relic left by his mother, I am afraid it is a bit too much.

So from beginning to end, Xuanyuan Huo didn't mention anything to Wu Heng about the Heart Protector Dragon Pattern Jade, but now the situation is different, he is no longer the Holy Lord, and he must seek Xuanyuan Yanran's personal opinion.

There is no need for Xuanyuan Huo to say more, Xuanyuan Yanran already understood what he meant, and said firmly: "Second grandfather, the Heart Protector Dragon Pattern Jade is just a symbol of power for me, but the meaning is too far-reaching for Wu Heng, I think it's okay." ”

"Very good, I don't have to worry about anything if I can have such a mind, let you assume the position of the Holy Lord of the Xuanyuan Family. Xuanyuan Huo nodded appreciatively at her, and said: "Actually, don't be too disappointed, the real heirloom of the Xuanyuan family is not the Heart Protector Dragon Pattern Jade, but a sword, but there are very few people who can control this sword, even your second grandfather and I can't use it, so I used the Heart Protector Dragon Pattern Jade as a symbol of power!"

"Sword?" Xuanyuan Yanran's delicate body trembled slightly, as if she realized something.

"Although the treasure of our demon clan's divine weapon is the Ancient Sky Turning Hammer, there is another divine weapon comparable to the Ancient Sky Turning Hammer, that is the Xuanyuan Sword!"

"But the Xuanyuan family in my hand is an imitation, right? I remember that before my grandfather left him, he specially told me that this sword is an imitation, but it is also very difficult to control. Xuanyuan Yanran asked, wanting to get a specific answer.

"It's not an imitation, but the eldest brother inherited the research results of his ancestors, and it took six long years to finally successfully split the Xuanyuan Sword into three peerless saint soldiers, and the Xuanyuan Sword in your hand is one of them. As soon as Xuanyuan Huo's words came out, many elderly people at the scene were shocked, this is a secret that few people know, even their hundreds of years of old men have not been able to hear it.

The eyes of the younger generation lit up, isn't it a legend that the Xuanyuan Sword has been lost and desolate?

Seeing that the clansmen were staring at themselves like curious babies, Xuanyuan Huo was not good at selling Guanzi, and told a long history.

A few years ago, the Xuanyuan family had thirty-six generations of holy masters who could not control the Xuanyuan Sword, and later the ancestors began to give a conclusion, saying that the overall power of the Xuanyuan Sword was too great, and it was difficult to control it at all, if it could be split into three, it would be controlled with one-third of the power, and then slowly adapt, maybe it would be possible to control the complete Xuanyuan Sword.

So the ancestors of the Xuanyuan family began to study the Xuanyuan Sword, and when it came to the generation of the eldest brother Xuanyuan Chaos, the method was finally successfully developed, and the Xuanyuan Sword was split into three treasures, but even if the power was reduced by one-third, it was still difficult for him to control, and I was also unable to use it, and this result made everyone feel very desperate.

But the emperor lives up to his wishes, to Xuanyuan Yanran's generation, we have rekindled hope, the awakening of the soul of the colorful god phoenix has aroused our great attention, the colorful god phoenix is extremely domineering, we guess that there may be a chance to control the Xuanyuan sword, at that time the eldest brother Xuanyuan Chao made an important decision, to hand over one of the golden swords to Yanran, let her practice, in order to avoid outsiders from playing the idea of the Xuanyuan sword, so it has been claimed to be an imitation.

Later, you all saw that Yanran, this Nizi, lived up to expectations and became one of the forty generations of disciples of the Xuanyuan family who could control the Xuanyuan Sword.

Xuanyuan Yanran was stunned when she heard it, as the hero of the story, but she didn't know the inside story, she only remembered that she had been wearing this golden sword since she was a child, and she always felt that this sword was very disobedient in her memory......

"It turns out that grandpa they have always been well-intentioned......" Xuanyuan Yan suddenly realized, and unconsciously clenched the golden sword in his hand, it turned out that it was not an imitation, but a genuine peerless divine weapon!

Xuanyuan Qingyun and Xuanyuan Yaotian's eyes flashed with a trace of envy, Xuanyuan Sword, this is one of the top ten divine soldiers of ancient times, I feel that God is unfair in my heart, not only let the second sister inherit the position of the Holy Lord, but also get the Xuanyuan Sword!

"You two boys, don't complain in your heart, Xuanyuan Sword can't even control your second grandfather and Lao Tzu, and it's useless to give it to you. At this time, Xuanyuan stood up and looked at the two of them.

Xuanyuan Yaotian was shocked, and said in a lost voice: "Rub, third grandfather, you are too powerful, you have actually practiced the holy art of mind reading?"

Who knew that Xuanyuan Shuyun was light and breezy, and Zhengse replied: "I guessed blindly." ”

......Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yaotian almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

At this time, Xuanyuan Huo explained to Xuanyuan Yanran with a serious voice: "Now that you have complete control of the golden sword in your hand, it seems that it is time to hand over the complete Xuanyuan Sword to you!"

"Really?" Xuanyuan Yanran suddenly wanted to jump up from the ground like a little girl, but she remembered that she was already a saint master, so she had to be reserved and preserve her majestic aura!

And when the family monk heard this, he recognized Xuanyuan Yanran even more, among the nearly forty generations of disciples, she was the first person to control the Xuanyuan Sword, and her strength and talent were beyond doubt.

After some explanation, it was getting late, and the bare island became the best place to pitch a tent.

After a war, the Xuanyuan monk quickly fell asleep.

When the scorching sun hung at noon the next day, Wu Heng woke up dimly, rubbed his eyes with both hands, and felt that the light was a little dazzling.

He found himself sleeping on a stuffed animal skin in a tent.

Inside the tent, the fragrance of orchids is fragrant, and the snowflakes must have stayed here all night, but seeing that the surroundings are empty, they should have woken up and gone out. Speaking of which, this scorching sun is empty, except for Wu Heng, I am afraid that there will not be any Xuanyuan family disciples who are bedridden.

Suddenly, Wu Heng heard a noisy sound, and saw that there were many people outside the tent, and they all shuttled quickly, presumably something should have happened.

"Help, help, kill people in broad daylight......" As soon as he walked out of the tent, he heard a strange voice from the distant sky.

The monks of the Xuanyuan family all went up to take a look with great interest, and saw a big yellow dog as strong as an ox flying towards the island with a pair of star rain diagrams, looking panicked and shouting for help.

Behind them, a large number of monks from the Sun and Moon Palace chased and killed, and one of them, a woman in a blue long skirt and ethereal like a fairy was the most eye-catching, beautiful as a dream, making the sun and moon dull. She dragged a seven-story pagoda with her slender jade hand, and there was no divine radiance, and the overall look was simple and ordinary, but there was a great immortal sound coming out of it, which was an irresistible divine power.

The woman was beautiful, captivating the city and the country, very young, but she already had the majesty of the holy master, followed by three strong people who reached the sky, holding the pagoda in her hand to chase the big yellow dog, and shouted coldly: "Don't run!"

"Grandma's, if you hadn't had Haotian Tower, one of the ancient divine soldiers, this immortal doctor wouldn't have run away and be bullied by you!" the big yellow dog scolded and scolded, his tone yin and yang, but he never stopped, and rushed all the way to the island where Wuheng was located, seeking refuge.

"Hmph, it was you, the dead dog, who committed the crime first, and now there is reason to say that we are wrong?" One of the old Ji who followed beside the woman glared and shouted, murderous and awe-inspiring.

"What's going on?" Wu Heng looked at it with the eyes of heaven, and found that it was none other than someone else who was chasing and killing the big yellow dog, but the people of the Sun Moon Palace, and the palace master of the Sun Moon Palace, who he had a good personal relationship with, was also among them.

"Retribution!" Snowflake walked up to him at some point and spat out three words coldly.

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