The yellow clay platform seems to have the ability to travel through space.

Or, because of the attraction between the nine lights, when Xiao Chen took revenge on Qinglian from the East China Sea, it seemed to be in touch with him, and Huang Nitai and the nine lights began to gush out a stream of light, wrapping him and Keke in it, cutting through the space, and then appeared in a familiar place in Kyushu in Xiao Chen's memory.

This is the ancient capital of Luoyang.

The ancient lamp above his shoulder shimmered orange-yellow, as if it was renewing the fire of civilization.

It seems that it is conjuring spirits.

Summoning the history that was once sealed in the dust of ancient times.

In the ...... of recall It belongs to the true hometown of the people of Kyushu.

The homeland that has poured the blood of countless heroes and heroes, the Kyushu people swear to protect the ...... Hometown!

The second ancient lamp was lit by Xiao Chen, and it broke out from under the ancient city of Luoyang and hung behind Xiao Chen.

At this time, it was the time when the hearts of all the illusory half-ancestors in the world were throbbing.

The Half-Ancestors felt a fear from their souls, as if the death knell of fate was about to ring for them, and these gods from the Land of Illusion were destined to have no place in the real world.

"Kill !!"

An earth-shattering roar shook the mountains and rivers of Kyushu and frightened all beings.

"It's the Tongtian Sect Master, what's wrong with him!"

People looked at Tongtian's dojo in Kyushu, where a surging evil aura swept through Kyushu, as if they were looking for something.

At the same time.

Those half-ancestors who were about to fall like the sword of judgment also roared angrily, spreading the heavens and the earth.

"Kill!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"You must not let him unlock the Kyushu seal!"

The illusory half-ancestors are almost crazy one by one, this time, unlike in the past, they can still be reincarnated after being killed, they still can't clearly understand the specific real world return, how they will disappear these illusory beings, but they all have an instinctive feeling, feeling that this death will be a permanent death.

There is no resurrection!

The half-ancestors went crazy one by one.

In the eyes of those sentient beings, who were steady, compassionate, tall, majestic, or holy, the masters of heaven and earth, at this moment, everyone emitted an anxious breath, because death was coming.

Everyone knew that the Half-Ancestors seemed to be looking for someone.

But they didn't know who it was.

Until three hours later.

A roar.

"It's you!!"

The sky-high light burst out in the ancient capital of Chang'an, a god of Western religion, Allah.

"Xiao Chen, it's you!"

Primordial and others also quickly rushed to Chang'an.

Three hours passed.

They felt more and more the fear of their souls, the threat of death drawing closer to them with each breath.

At this moment, they finally found the person who dared to break the seal of Kyushu.

At the same time, the leaders and half-ancestors of the Great Sects of the East and the West all gathered in Chang'an.

In the eyes of all beings, Xiao Chen was carrying four bright lights that could not be extinguished, and there was a yellow clay platform holding him in the air, facing all the great sects in the East and the West.

"Bold Xiao Chen, what are you doing against the grain, don't stop it quickly!" A great cardinal of the Western Church immediately shouted angrily.

"Xiao Chen, tell me what you're doing?!"

"Xiao Chen, you should die hundreds of millions of times, why don't you put down those lights quickly!"

Nearly 10,000 people were making the same sound, asking Xiao Chen to put down those lights.

Western Religion, Buddhism, Catholicism, Taoism, all the forces in the East and the West, and even the ancestors of many sects in the cultivation realm have also come, such as the ancestors of the Shushan Sword Sect, who are also pseudo-gods born in the illusory.

It's not just the immortal realm that has false gods, but the four worlds outside Kyushu all have false gods.

Xiao Chen just looked at them, his face was calm, and said, "You want me to put down these lights, do you know what these lights represent?" ”

These lamps are the light of the ancestors.

It is the key to unblocking Kyushu.

These people are asking him not to unseal Kyushu.

It's not to him, to awaken the true hometown of the people of Kyushu.

He had already learned the plan of the two ancestral gods from Zhou Yi, even in the face of the world's half ancestors, all the great sects in the East and the West, and even the people of the Four Realms, which can be called the face of all beings in the world, he was also calm, and explained to everyone: "In the past, the invasion of the other world, my Kyushu real world was greatly injured, and it was sealed by the other world, and the ancestors had to go away from home. ”

"And today, everything will be reversed again, all the false gods in the world will die, and the heroic spirits of the ancestors will reappear in the hearts of all living beings again!"

His body was straight, like a master, and when he faced the primordial, Tongtian, Sun God, Zhun Ti and others, he was not saying to them, but to the people of Kyushu behind them.

"It's a big rebellion!" Primordial was so angry that his body trembled.

"Nonsense!" Quasi-lifting face expressionless.

"Xiao Chen, you have fallen into the devil, you should be punished!" Tongtian sneered.

These sect ancestors said that the disciples and grandchildren of the Great Sect, the disciples and protégés of the Great Sect, and the creatures who yearn for the Great Sect were all furious, regarded Xiao Chen as a demon, and criticized them verbally and penually.

"Xiao Chen, you have fallen into the devil, you should be ambushed!"

"This is a demon, he slandered the major sect ancestors, he deserves to be burned at the stake of hell and temper his soul for eternal life!"

"Kill him!"

…………

Most of the monks in Kyushu gathered in Chang'an, and the crowd was excited to crusade against Xiao Chen.

When Xiao Chen heard these words, his face changed, and a sadness suddenly rose in his heart.

The Patriarchs all sneered.

They had already blocked Xiao Chen, but they were not in a hurry to kill him, because the primordial and Tongtian knew that the foundation of their existence came from the desire of the living beings in the world for a savior, so after the ancestral gods left the country, people hoped that someone would protect them, and they were born with the myths of expounding the teachings, intercepting the teachings, the holy lord, and the sun god.

They depend on the belief of sentient beings for their existence.

Therefore, they not only want to kill Xiao Chen, but also to incite sentient beings at this time, and continue to confirm their justice.

But at this time.

A loud voice came from Tianyu.

"Xiao Chen, don't pay attention to it, do what you have to do!"

It was a powerful figure that rushed towards Chang'an.

Xiao Chen's body shook and looked at these people, there were people he was familiar with, all of them were familiar figures.

Emperor Xuanyuan, the leader of the Demon Sect, Chi You, the martial saint Sun Wu, the Wensheng Kongqiu, and a person with a big bow on his back and a man with nine tripods.

He immediately burst into tears, he acted according to the orders of the ancestral gods, but he was crusaded against by the world.

All sentient beings only recognize the primitiveness and the heavens, but they do not read the Taiyi clan and the Shennong clan.

People believe that the fake is true, which makes him feel inexplicably lonely and heartbroken.

He almost gave birth to the idea of what the meaning of such a world, even if he was saved.

But at this moment.

He saw these figures, these heroes who lived forever in the depths of the souls of the people of China, and they walked out one by one.

These heroes truly belong to Kyushu.

It is the Xuanyuan clan, the Chiyou clan, the Dayi clan, the Dayu clan, the Xingtian clan, and the literary and martial saints.

"Hahahaha, primitive, heavenly, and capable of beating us into demons!" Chiyou laughed coldly.

This sentence, like a heavy hammer, not only made the primordial sky change color, but also made most of the people after the Great Sect of the East and the West feel that something was wrong.

What's going on.

These humanistic ancestors, ancient heroes, all seemed to be on Xiao Chen's side.

Primordial, Tongtian, Zhun Ti, etc.

Even if they have great ability, they can't discredit these real Kyushu heroes.

"Then let's fight, whoever lets me die, I'll let him die first!!"

There was a long roar in the sky, and the killing intent of Sen Han was overwhelming, and he rushed straight to Xiao Chen.

The Battle of Chang'an broke out quickly.

The Kyushu Half Ancestor and the Illusory Half Ancestor collided together.

The Great War swept the land.

Yellow color loss.

Heaven and earth are bleak.

……

Xuanyuan and the others asked Xiao Chen to do what he had to do quickly.

Xiao Chen saw that the ancestors had each blocked the illusory half-ancestor, his heart was hot, and as soon as he slapped the yellow clay platform, he was about to go to Qingzhou.

But at this time, an evil Buddha Taoist was holding a fierce sword and roared: "Stay, die." ”

Xiao Chen's heart was calm, and his complexion did not even change.

When that sword slashed, the yellow clay platform emitted the two qi of heaven and earth, separating heaven and earth, so that the sword of the evil path could not go deep.

Those illusory half-ancestors were extremely angry when they saw that Xiao Chen had a yellow clay platform to protect him, and he couldn't even hurt the half-ancestors.

And then for a moment, Zhun Ti reacted quickly.

"That yellow mud platform is the flesh and blood of the ancestral god, and it is to protect its own people, but if the people of the ancestral god no longer respect their ancestors, but want to kill their ancestors, will it still protect Xiao Chen? Will it do it to its own children and grandchildren? ”

Zhun Ti Lao Lao's idea quickly cut to the point, he shouted loudly, and ordered out: "The West teaches everyone, quickly surround and kill Xiao Chen!" ”

His Western disciples are all people of Kyushu, and they are truly yellow-blooded, and killing their ancestors with their grandsons is not poisonous!

The primitive, Tongtian and other generations also reacted, sneering, and the sound of heaven spread all over.

"The disciples of the Great Sect listen to the order, quickly attack and kill Xiao Chen, don't let him leave!"

Coax~

The faces of the major sect monks in the East and the West hesitated, and they looked at the two groups of half-ancestors who were fighting in the sky.

One is the ancestor of the industry!

One is the blood ancestor!

Who's real? Who is fake?

Who are they going to listen to?

But under the Tianwei of the primordial Zhun Ti and others, there are still a group of people who move.

After Xiao Chen blocked the sword of the evil path, he turned around and saw this scene.

The people of Kyushu, men and women, came to kill him.

His heart was extremely cold.

The yellow clay platform was transformed by the blood of the ancestral god, and in the face of his own people, no power was conveyed.

It seems to have turned into an ordinary yellow clay platform.

Tongtian, Zhun Ti and others were overjoyed when they saw this.

But at this time, an ancient ballad seemed to originate in the yellow clay platform, and then sounded in the distance between heaven and earth, which was a desolate song of weeping blood.

"The broken mountain is the backbone of heaven and earth,

The dry and hard yellow mud is the blood of the earth,

The bones of the mountains are the sorrow of the ancestors.

Thousands of years later, the piano and the song are harmonious, and the silk and bamboo are melodious, praising the most holy avenue Yongchang.

Who else remembers that the Suiren Clan lit up the way forward for the Terran land.

How can you forget that Shennong tasted a hundred herbs and buried his bones elsewhere.

Does anyone know that Nuwa wept blood to make up for the sky, and with the essence of flesh and blood, our human race can continue to prosper.

The prosperous era is singing, the avenue is on the top, and an illusory divine comedy buries the ancestors' achievements for thousands of years.

All beings are like ants, the avenue is ahead, harmony is always singing, not a word is mentioned about Yan and Huang.

Inexplicably heartbroken.

The magnificent palace, the majestic giant palace, the false gods in front of the column, the desolation of the ancestors.

The small tablets have long been forgotten, and there is nowhere to place the half-foot shrine.

Do you remember that there was a name called Yan Huang?

You have the hope of your ancestors in your blood.

Just say that the avenue and harmony, the national spirit is buried.

The blood of the firmament, the spirit of the earth, the battle of yin and yang, the weeping blood and the yellow.

Can the blood and tears of your ancestors touch your heart of stone? ”

This moment.

This ancient ballad emerged from the Yellow Clay Terrace.

Xiao Chen stood silently between heaven and earth, feeling sad and muttering: "Ancestral gods, how much have you paid, but, what about the world......

Hearing this ancestral ballad, I heard Xiao Chen's muttering again.

All the people who killed Xiao Chen, at this moment, all stood in front of him.

One by one, their bodies began to tremble, and the ancestral ballad seemed to hit their hearts.

Those words seemed to torture their souls, examining the blood that remained in their bodies.

……

Do you remember that there was a name called Yan Huang?

Can the blood and tears of your ancestors touch your heart of stone?