The beeping sound suddenly sounded, as if water had dripped into the hot oil, and suddenly burst. But for several elders of the Ji family, there seemed to be a turbulent wave in their minds, and their complexions suddenly changed red and white, as if dyed.

Even in the green world of this small world, countless ancient trees let out a roar.

Ji Yuan immediately changed color: "Xiaoyou?"

Zhou Hao only made the other party feel that he had the power to protect himself and was not threatened by the other party, but he definitely did not mean to tear his face with the other party, and he felt the constraints of the green world in his soul, and at the same time felt his fragility and weakness on the verge of shattering, and there was a palpitating pulse, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

The soul converged, the will weakened, the countless ancient trees were no longer destroyed, the whimpering hiss immediately weakened, and bursts of heavy breathing were released, and the sound of waves swept the aura of the four fields and the earth, and the snorting reduced the pressure.

Ji Yuan, as the patriarch, has the deepest power and cultivation of the bloodline, and he also directly controls the perception of this small world, feeling the fragility that is on the verge of collapse and even affects the stability of his own bloodline.

Zhou Hao stopped showing his strength, Ji Yuan and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and after a heavy breath, Ji Yuan said: "Xiaoyou, time is pressing, the old man is short to make a long story, but please Xiaoyou After listening to it, don't be obsessed with your own clan anymore and leave as soon as possible." ”

Zhou Hao: "Boss, please say, if there is really danger, the kid will not be overwhelmed." ”

Ji Yuan: "My surname Ji is a clan, which is an ancient relic clan, not a pure human race, but a descendant of the god clan from the wood system of the god race thousands of years ago. ”

Zhou Hao: "Protoss!"

Ji Yuan had a slight look in his eyes, and he was surprised that Zhou Hao didn't show any novelty when he heard the name of the Protoss, but he didn't care, and said: "Of course there is, the bloodline is ironclad proof." It is only because of the changes in heaven and earth and the disappearance of the Protoss that our bloodline is difficult to accept blessings, which leads to the inability to cultivate to a high level, which leads to the withering of the present day. ”

Zhou Hao's expression was unmoved, but he was beating a drum in his heart, this is not the first time he has encountered this protoss, and he is even more with the blood of the protoss, no

To be precise, Zhou Hao can only be regarded as the starting point of talent in line with the bloodline of the Protoss, and if his future achievements cannot reach the top of the peak, he will not be recognized by the Protoss.

Zhou Hao: "But I don't know if the so-called bloodline of the Protoss can be famous, how has your clan passed it on to this day?"

Words can not be refused, for the ancient sayings, Zhou Hao is more curious, and he also wants to explore the earth and stars seen in several dreams, the mysterious vastness of the two suns, and the pain and despair that have been frequent when they die.

Zhou Hao asked, Ji Yuan's face was solemn, and he looked at the boys around him, including the middle-aged clansmen who were gradually gathering in the distance, regardless of the clan rules, and showed complicated expressions, and finally sighed and replied.

"Ancient bloodline, the ...... of the Haotian Clan of the Protoss" seems to have exhausted the strength of his life, but it instantly bloomed with a domineering and arrogant aura. Surrounded by countless ancient tree branches and leaves, Zhou Hao perceived, the entire small world seemed to be a lot stronger.

Ji Yuan continued: "Our clan is the wooden scar of the Five Elements Divine Guard, and the innate spiritual root belongs to the wood, but it is by no means a wood elixir that only knows how to accumulate vitality and give birth to spiritual fruits, but is born with a little wood ghost spirit bloodline, strong combat power, and dominates the secret world,"

"What kind of divine guard? The old patriarch is saying that we can cultivate, and we are still very powerful!"

"Of course, as I said a long time ago, our clan is extremely noble, and those filthy things covered in flames are definitely not bullshit rulers. ”

The boys, men and women around him were talking about it, and even the older clansmen in the distance were also secretly discussing. No matter how strict the controller of a group is, for such a small area, living together day and night, coupled with the fact that the way of inheritance is based on the bloodline as the medium, and there are spiritual objects of the same vein as the bridge, some secrets in the natural bloodline cannot be completely cut off from the inheritance, and are known by the people at the bottom, which causes everyone's understanding of the secret history of the clan to be passed down by word of mouth and spread out.

Although Zhou Hao had already guessed, he was still surprised in his heart, the mystery of the Haotian God Clan, and the glory hidden by the ancient years made people curious.

"Uncle, do you mean the Haotian God Clan?" Suppressing his suspicions, Zhou Hao tried his best to hide the excitement in his heart, but he still asked Ji Yuan with a little expectation.

Ji Yuan: "Alas, Xiaoyou, please follow the old man and his party, and you will know the reason." ”

There are less than 1,000 people in the Ji tribe, but there are less than 50 young children, more

It is a middle-aged and old man with a vicissitudes of life, although there are more women than men, but obviously there are few descendants, which has almost endangered the growth of the Ji clan.

Dozens of zhang away, a pond that is almost dry, a dilapidated dead tree that has lost its vitality, occupies a piece of land alone, and is incompatible with the surrounding scene that is still prosperous and full of life, and it is extra abrupt.

And the people of the Ji tribe are extremely religious, yes, pious, to this place, to be precise, to the withered tree that is less than a kilometer. A devotion that comes from the bottom of your heart and seems to be born to be so.

It is as if the selfless devotion of children to their elders, their descendants to their ancestors, heaven and earth, and to the gods, although the dead wood seems to be lifeless, it does not prevent these young and old Ji tribes whose bloodlines are closely related to the ancient trees, showing awe and piety.

Ji Yuan: "Little friend, please see, this is the oldest ancestral tree of our clan, and it is also a witness to the glory of our clan, even if it seems to be dead now, but in fact it still shelters our clan, but it can only be once in a hundred years so that my clan's bloodline will not be cut off, but there is no longer the ability to protect it." ”

After saying that, his face was sad, and all the elders of the Ji clan, the clan, and the boy wept one after another.

Compared with the sadness of thousands of people of the Ji clan, the shock in Zhou Hao's heart was more intense, although the dead wood in front of him had lost its original miracle, but the wood belonged to it, and its appearance was perfectly preserved, and the moment he saw the dead wood, Zhou Xin gave birth to a kind of déjà vu cordiality.

The soul turned nine times, and the huge divine thoughts were like thunder and lightning, and hundreds of millions of thunderbolts exploded, eliminating distracting thoughts from the huge and vast memories and looking for that familiarity.

In fact, there was no need for Zhou Hao to look carefully, the divine thoughts quickly converged, and locked on the demon spirit god in the dantian world that had undergone several changes and even made him sleepless for a while.

Yes, the pious dead wood guarded by the Ji clan is almost exactly the same as the Demon Spirit Divine Tree at this moment, except that it does not have the ability to be strong and vigorous, at least its appearance is the same, even if it is the most peripheral detail, the flower stalk that has fallen off once upon a time is also exactly the same as a mold.

Zhou Hao's divine thoughts surged, no matter what the old and young of the Ji clan outside his body thought, ninety percent of the divine thoughts descended on the dantian world, on the demon spirit divine tree, but the body stepped out one step out, and stepped into the forbidden place mercilessly.

"Little friends can't ......"

"Ah, junior An dares to desecrate his own sacred relics like this?" A series of exclamations and accusations suddenly erupted.

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