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The bag was opened, revealing only a few thin pages of yellowed paper, a piece of identification, and a black-and-white photograph.

"This picture?"

I solemnly picked up the black-and-white photograph and looked at it several times, and there was only one person on it.

The man's face was blurred, as if his features were obscured by a dark cloud. He was dressed in a black robe, and the sharp claws on the palms of his hands were hideously exposed. Under his feet was an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the blood flowed into a long river, converging into the distance.

"This is PS out? You're teasing me? "I pinched the picture and looked at the curtain seat.

The corners of Makumaten's mouth twitched, "I don't have time to tease you, this is a real incident, this photo was taken more than 1,000 years ago." ”

"Nima, there were black and white photos more than 1,000 years ago? 1,000 years ago there was photography technology? Made, photography came into existence in 1839! ”

I wasn't happy at the time, you were playing with me as a child?

"No, you have misunderstood," Makumata shook his head, "your secular view has not been corrected, you are now a monk, and when you look at problems, you naturally can't stand in the position of ordinary people." ”

"In the world, the photograph appeared in 1839, but among the monks, everything is turned upside down. If you don't believe me, you pour energy into the photo and see what happens. ”

"What's the trick?" In the midst of my doubts, I pinched the photo and slowly injected energy.

"Woooo ，

There was a fine sound of streamers dancing on the photo, and then the photograph automatically detached from my palm and floated in the air.

"Bang", at this moment, there seems to be an inexplicable thing in the photo that has been broken, and then the figure in the photo looks up to the sky and roars, and the roar of piercing the golden cracked stone is transmitted from the photo to my ears, which makes my face change greatly.

With the infusion of energy, the characters in the photo actually came to life, and the scenes also seemed vivid.

"Huh", two blood-colored eyes shot out from the eye sockets of the figure, and the terrifying momentum set off a wave of blood in the corpse mountain and the sea of blood.

"Get out of the Great Song!" Surrounded on all sides, the overwhelming army, these armies lined up in a huge military formation, rushed out of the horizon, and ran angrily towards the figure of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood.

"This is where the whole world gathers luck?" The cold and hoarse voice spread throughout the Eight Desolations, and the heavy smell of blood passed from the photo to the tip of my nose.

"This figure is a Bloodline?"

I raised my eyebrows, 1,000 years ago? Where is the place where this bloodline is?

"Boom", the loud noise in the photo interrupted my thoughts.

The huge army array surrounded and suppressed, and every soldier was wearing armor, holding spears, and hanging sharp blades from their waists, and their bodies were filled with a murderous aura that shocked all directions. These are dead soldiers who have experienced the baptism of war, and they can die for the honor of the country at any time!

In front of the overwhelming army, 9 stubborn generals rode on horseback, looking at the blood clan in the sea of corpses and blood.

"Demon, Great Song, is this the place where you are presumptuous!"

An old voice came from afar in the military formation, resounding leisurely between heaven and earth.

The one who made the voice was the one who was at the forefront of the nine generals, and the remaining eight generals were distributed on either side of him, protecting him tightly in the center.

The nine generals held a silver-white spear in their hands, and their powerful aura was restrained, like an ancient beast in a deep sleep.

Obviously, the generals who spoke out were the highest-ranking and the oldest. He commanded the whole army, and the other eight young generals assisted him.

He was already old, the beard on his chin and the sideburns on his cheeks were gray, and he looked almost 50 years old. But the coercive aura on his body was as powerful as heaven.

"Father, that ghost has cultivated to the emperor level, you are terrifying and invincible, let me kill him!" The general beside the old man said in his ear worriedly.

"Yes, father, what the eldest brother said is that my father is watching the battle in the formation, and he will be killed by the sons and daughters!"

The remaining seven generals all spoke to dissuade the aging generals.

"Yanping, don't persuade me, and you, your cultivation is not yet stable, don't fight against the emperor-level powerhouse, in this battle, let my father and I personally go into battle. Although my Yang Ye is old, the blade of the gun in his hand has not been blunt! ”

In the end, the eight generals didn't say anything more, but just tightly guarded the old man in the center, protecting him with a breath.

"Great Song?" The Blood Clan stood in the sea of corpses and blood, their mouths slightly open, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.

"Invaders of the Barbarian Lands?" The old man walked out of the military formation.

"This is the paradise of our blood clan, every human being is so delicious! Every human being contains a fierce flesh and blood power! ”

The Bloodclan looked at the old man hideously.

"Since you have killed so many great Song people, whether you are the emperor or the emperor, don't leave."

The old man looked up at the Bloodline, his face calm, as if he was saying something inconsequential.

"You're also the emperor?" Bloodline's tone was a little surprised, "Who are you?" "Pitfield birds.

"Great Song Dynasty, Yang Ye." The old man's gaze was different, and the mighty momentum suppressed the heavens.

"Bloodline, Duke Lancius the Vampire."

"The Great Song Dynasty, it's not for you to trespass." Yang Ye clamped his legs on the horse's back and soared into the air, a majestic ghost domain radiated out from his body, and suddenly, the sky lit up with a dazzling light.

"Is it the very center of heaven and earth? The Great Song Dynasty? I flew over the endless sea and finally came to this fertile land. ”

Lan Xiusi muttered, and then stretched out a pair of blood-colored wings that covered the sky and the sun behind his back, turning into a blood shadow and rushing towards Yang Ye.

"Boom", the furious energy exploded in the air, the sky was knocked down, and for a while, the heavens and the earth fell into darkness, leaving only the deafening sound of collision.

"Impossible, how can the emperor be so strong! What kind of avenue do you comprehend! ”

In the darkness, Lancius's hurried voice rang out.

"Die!" Yang Ye's voice was calm.

The silver-white spear turned into silver in the darkness, and the silver light up the whole darkness.

"Boom", with a shocking loud bang, the photo was annihilated, turned into a pile of dust, and dissipated in the air.

"Whew", my mind returned, my eyes widened, still immersed in the shocking scene just now.

"Why is it gone? How did the photo turn into dust? I grabbed Makumata's cuffs and asked urgently.

"This is a reproduction of the scene in the war back then, and the reproduction is only reproduced here, and the later scenes are not reproduced in the photo."

Makumaten took a slow sip of water.

"Tell me, what's going on in the picture?"

I was emotional, and the scene in the photo touched a string deep in my heart, all because of those 9 generals!

Yang Ye! A famous general of the Northern Song Dynasty! 9 generals, Yang generals!

According to what the old man said, he is Yang Ye, if he is not lying, the 8 young generals beside him are his 8 sons, and the first to dissuade Yang Ye is Yang Yanping!

"Yang Jiajun! Are those 9 generals the Yang family generals? "I stared at the curtain mat.

The reason why I am so excited is because at the moment when the Yang family will appear, my blood is boiling, and it seems that there is an inexplicable power calling me!

In them, I felt a strong sense of familiarity, this is the subtle induction between the bloodlines, this is the inheritance of the bloodlines!

"Yes, as you can see, they are the Yang generals of the Northern Song Dynasty, why are you suddenly so excited?"

Makumaten looked at me strangely.

"Nothing."

I forcibly suppressed the boiling of blood, and the Yang family will most likely be in the same vein as me, that is, they may be my ancestors! But this kind of thing, I won't tell Makumata about it.

"Whew," I tried to take a deep breath and try to calm my mind.

"What happened a thousand years ago? Why did vampires come to the Great Song Dynasty to wantonly kill innocents? Why was Yang Ye so furious when he saw a vampire? What happened to the end result? Is the Yang family still alive? ”

I asked a whole bunch of questions one after another.

"I don't know, what happened thousands of years ago, there is no trace. This is just a video material, which was provided to my First Army by the Intelligence Department of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion. ”

Makumata shook his head and said to me.

"So, will the Intelligence Department of Tianji Pavilion know about what happened back then?" I still have a bit of luck in my heart.

Mu Xitian shook his head helplessly, "The Intelligence Department has always been the most secret department in the suppression army, and even Li Guang, the Marquis of Shenyu, can't force the intelligence department. So don't even think about the mysteries of a thousand years ago. ”

"What are you doing with me?" I was unhappy in my heart.

"I'm looking for you for the vampire named Lancius in the image." Makumaton said with a smile.

"What's wrong with him?"

"He is a vampire duke, and he cultivates to be in the realm of the Ghost Emperor. Among the vampires, the prince and the boy correspond to the ghost emperor to the ghost soldiers. And this vampire named Lancius was made a duke by the Vampire Emperor. ”

"Duke? Ghost Emperor level? ”

I'm a little surprised, in this way, Yang Ye is also the Ghost Emperor, and his 8 sons, will they also be the Ghost Emperor?

Otherwise, how could Yang Yanping dissuade Yang Ye and ask him not to go into battle, but to go into battle by himself! Then there is only one possibility, Yang Yanping is also the Ghost Emperor!

"I don't know what happened, but I do know the outcome."

Makumaton put down the water glass and chuckled.

"What is the result? Yang Ye is dead? Will the Yang family be wiped out? Or is Lancius dead? ”

My heart tugged at once, the Yang family is very likely to be my ancestors, although they have disappeared into the dust of history, but at this moment I still don't want to hear the news of their fall.