The extreme south of the Holy Land, Tianhuo City, the ancestral hall of the Xia Wangfu.

More than 200 people gathered outside early in the morning.

The atmosphere is a little quirky.

Most of these people have solemn faces and frowns.

They are about to enter the ancestral hall, and they are arranged in order of age......

The one standing at the front is already in his thirties, and the one standing at the back is only three years old.

"Isn't it just worshipping ancestors, what are they panicking about?" Standing in the back row, a child less than eight years old looked surprised.

"This time it's not as simple as worshipping ancestors, once you are chosen, you may not be able to save your life. "The previous kid who turned ten years old seemed to know the inside story. But his face was calm, and he held his hands, as if waiting to see a good show.

On the other hand, the group of people who had just turned sixteen were the most anxious.

A dark-skinned teenager stomped his feet anxiously and said in tears: "I don't know who is so unlucky this time, if I am sent to the Xishan mine to mine, I will not want to make a profit in this life." ”

A fair-skinned man next to him also had a sad face, "So many people only choose one, I hope it's not me." ”

A little earlier, a man in his twenties smiled, "Just the two of you, you are not qualified to be selected." ”

Another man in his twenties echoed: "That is, going to the Xishan mine is no different from sending him to death, according to my father's temper, I will definitely pick the one with the worst qualifications." ”

"Worst qualifications?"

Everyone looked at one person in unison...... Xia Qing.

Xia Qing had just turned sixteen yesterday, and he was born with three broken souls, which caused him to always be a well-known waste in the Xia Palace. But that was before.

Now, he has long been reborn.

Last night, his soul had become a different person. And that person is the one they are going to worship at the ancestral hall today.

But so far, no one knows what happened to Xia Qing.

Someone breathed a sigh of relief, "If that's the case, I'll be relieved." ”

A seventeen-year-old boy shouted, "Let's stay away from him." ”

Suddenly, Xia Qing was isolated by everyone.

"Bell!"

Suddenly, there was a bell in the ancestral hall.

"Come in!" shouted the director of the inner courtyard.

Everyone walked into the ancestral hall in an orderly manner.

Futons had already been prepared for each of them, and each futon had its name written on it. When each finds his own futon, he can kneel down and bow to his ancestors.

At first, there was still some chaos in the ancestral hall.

Everyone is busy finding their own futon.

Five minutes later, everyone found their futon, but one person remained standing still, staring at the highest Ancestral Spiritual Position.

There was no name written on the spiritual seat, only a four-character title: "Qiankun Holy Lord".

The Holy Lord of Qiankun is the most famous of the ancestors of the Xia family, and he is also the only god realm martial artist in the history of the Xia family who has competed with the gods.

One hundred thousand years ago, the most sensational thing that the Qiankun Holy Lord did was to compete with the Heavenly God Emperor. When everyone thought it was going to be a tough battle, he won with just one move.

Since then, the Xia family has become the first true royal family in the history of the Sanctuary.

Now, 100,000 years have passed, and thanks to the blessing of the Holy Lord of Qiankun, the Xia Wangfu is still the most powerful existence among the five major kings of the Holy Domain.

Therefore, for 100,000 years, the Xia family has an eternal ancestral motto, you can not bow down to your parents, but if you see the spiritual seat or statue of the Holy Lord of Qiankun, you must bow down, otherwise it will be a great rebellion!

However, Xia Qing didn't have to kneel, because now he was the Holy Lord of Qiankun.

Here, when everyone saw Xia Qing standing still, there was a hint of cunning in their eyes.

Someone laughed secretly, "The more unnoticed at this time, the safer it is, Xia Qing is the most likely to be chosen among all, and he doesn't know where to hide, it seems that he must be the one who is chosen this time." ”

Hearing this, many people are stealing fun......

After a few minutes......

A majestic voice came from outside the gate, "Xia Qing, what are you doing in a daze, hurry up and find a place to kneel!"

"It's my father who is coming. A teenager shouted in a panic.

Suddenly, there was silence in the ancestral hall.

Everyone tried to remain silent as much as possible, for fear of being noticed by King Xia.

Xia Qing glanced at the ancestral hall, seeing that his juniors were so timid, he couldn't help but shake his head, "I can't kneel, if I kneel, something will happen." ”

There is not only the Holy Lord of Qiankun on the spiritual throne, but also other ancestors of the Xia family who have made outstanding contributions over the ages. And those so-called ancestors are all Xia Qing's descendants.

How can there be a reason to bow down to one's descendants?

If he really knelt down, the other "ancestors" who were enshrined would inevitably suffer great losses.

"What are you talking about, this is the ancestral hall, Hugh is talking nonsense!" King Xia didn't know the reason, walked in front of him, and his face instantly sank.

Xia Qing had a hard time explaining this, and sighed, "I really can't kneel." ”

"You!" King Xia trembled with anger, and raised his hand to slap out.

"Whoosh!" Xia Qing's figure moved, and he easily dodged.

King Xia was stunned, his face was extremely angry, "You still dare to hide, you dare to stand when you see the Holy Lord's spiritual position, this king has to teach you a good lesson today!"

"Hum!" Before the words fell, King Xia coldly slapped his palm and went straight to Xia Qing's face.

The distance between the two is very close, and it stands to reason that with everyone's understanding of Xia Qing's strength in the past, he will definitely not be able to dodge this palm.

He's finished!

A lot of people think that way, but no one helps.

Everyone has a good look in their eyes......

"Whoosh!" Unexpectedly, Xia Qing looked calm and easily avoided it.

How can it be?

Everyone was stunned!

"Good boy, do you have to make this king real!" Xia Qing was furious, and slapped again, "Hum!" This palm came faster and more fiercely.

You can't get away with it now!

Many people are glad that it was not themselves who were beaten.

"Whoosh!" But in fact, Xia Qing just looked helpless and took another step to hide. Easy to avoid.

He can't be hit by King Xia, otherwise King Xia, as a descendant, will definitely encounter a catastrophe if he beats the ancestor who has been worshiped for many years.

said that it was too late and that was fast, and without waiting for everyone to react, Xia Qing made a move. "Click!" a backhand slapped King Xia on his left shoulder.

This palm seemed unremarkable, but when everyone saw this scene, their faces were stunned.

He dodged it!

Can you fight back?"

"You!Xia Qing, you dare to ......" King Xia was hit by this palm, and his body froze instantly, unable to move. But his face was even more angry, and there was even a faint killing intent flying in his eyes.

He who does not know is not guilty. Xia Qing knew that he had done nothing wrong, and sighed again, "Don't you just want me to go to the mine to mine, I'll just go." I really can't kneel, though. ”

As he spoke, he stood in front of King Xia and "Bang!" slapped him again on his left shoulder.

In the next second, King Xia's body recovered freely. "It's a big rebellion, look at my ......" "Click!" he still wanted to do it, but the bones of his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't use his strength at all. "You! What kind of evil kung fu did you use just now!" King Xia is so old, and he has never seen such an evil kung fu.

Oh, my God!

Wouldn't I be dazzled?

Isn't he a waste of three broken souls......

Where is this waste, it is clearly a genius......

Xia Qing's shot just now was clearly not fast, but King Xia just couldn't dodge.

Seeing that everyone was so surprised, Xia Qing disagreed, looked at King Xia sympathetically, and reminded: "This is the Xuanyin Divine Palm, the limbs of the person in the middle palm are stiff, and the central channel is blocked. Originally, it was a high-level exercise specially used to restrain the Holy Fire Martial Dao. I only used one successful force just now, and although the strength is not great, the middle palm area will be swollen for at least a few days and nights. I advise you that these days, it is better not to use force again. ”

"Xuanyin Divine Palm, isn't that the ancient technique that my Xia family has been lost for many years, where did you learn it!" King Xia was shocked, looking at Xia Qing incredulously, as if he had never known him.

No, he will be the Xuanyin Divine Palm?

I think eighty percent is bragging!

Xia Qing pursed his lips, looked at the spiritual position of the Qiankun Holy Lord with deep eyes, muttered lightly, and secretly said in his heart: "I am your ancestor, all the Xia family's kung fu is created by me, what I can't do!"

But he couldn't have said such a thing.

It doesn't do him much good to speak out.

After a moment of silence, he walked out of the ancestral hall without saying a word.

"Stop, where are you going!" King Xia chased after him.

"The West Hill Mine, of course. Xia Qing walked away without looking back......

King Xia kept watching Xia Qing's back, and there was a strong sense of strangeness in his eyes......

Is he really Xia Qing?

If it's Xia Qing, how can it be so strong!

Although he didn't use his best just now, even if he tried his best, he might not be his opponent.

The director of the inner courtyard came behind King Xia and said with a complicated expression: "Holy King, according to the opinion of his subordinates, Young Master Qing is quite strange, do you want to send someone to follow him?"

King Xia pondered for a while......

The Xuanyin Divine Palm he had just now was an ancient technique that had been lost for many years......

How could a person with three broken souls cultivate into the Xuanyin Divine Palm.

Among them, there must be a mystery!

He was stunned for a moment......

Speaking of which, the shoulders were still swollen terribly...... "Well, you send someone to follow him and see what kind of master is hidden behind him." ”

The director of the inner courtyard got the order and shouted: "Yes!"