There was a dead silence in the cabin, and many True Transmission disciples pursed their lips, in the face of such a terrifying catastrophe, just a True Transmission disciple was a fart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The catastrophe is unstoppable, and there are many holy places that have been inherited for millions of years, and there are eight holy places between heaven and earth one hundred and seven thousand years ago.

"In that case, why did Uncle Zhencang leave?"

Ji Xuan's eyelids opened slightly, glanced at the true disciple, and said:

"Do you think that the battle of the races is a game, since those exotic monsters are the newly invading evils, if there is not a strong man of sufficient weight to figure out their detailed information, do you know how many robes will die in the subsequent war of our sect because of a single omission?"

Emperor Yunxiao took a deep breath, shocking the real people, they planned to stay for a while, find out the origin of these wormhole treacherous creatures, and prepare for the next wave of war in the sect.

A huge pressure enveloped his heart, but for some reason, there was a faint manic excitement in the depths of Di Yunxiao's blood.

Every time there is a big chaos, there will be the birth of a hero in the troubled times, and all kinds of stunningly talented and brilliant sons of heaven will jump out and stage a desperate fight that makes people's blood boil.

The troubled times may be the burial ground of ordinary people, but it is also a stage for those unparalleled ghosts to show their proud demeanor.

Emperor Yunxiao had already planned it, and after returning to the sect, he began to collect materials to build Yuan Tu into a quasi-dao weapon, and at the same time, he had to pull up a group of people under his hands.

In the past, due to the lack of resources at hand, the resources obtained by the sect were broken by him and divided into a hundred years of consumption, but now that he has obtained the huge resources of the eight holy sects, of course, he can make a big move.

The True Martial Arts Great Cadre is his base camp and one of the foundations of his rise, and the Vientiane Star Pavilion is the cradle of the cultivation of the new generation of the True Martial Arts Realm that he personally built, and it needs to be smashed into huge resources.

Knowing the general situation of the matter, several True Transmission disciples had their own thoughts and returned to their cabins one after another.

Di Yunxiao lived in the head cabin with Ji Xuan.

"What else are you hiding, that is, a great tribulation, it is impossible for the top leaders of the sect not to speculate in advance. There is no rumor at all, so how can Qingxia be among the holy places. ”

Facing Di Yunxiao's smiling gaze, Ji Xuan took a sip of the spiritual tea in front of him to hide his embarrassment, he didn't expect Di Yunxiao to be so sensitive, and he could detect that he was hiding part of the content.

"That's not the information of the sect, but the secret report of my origin Ji clan, if you want to know, you have to pay some price. I don't want anything from you, I just need you to answer a question. ”

Hearing this, Di Yunxiao rolled his eyes, this guy really likes to sit on the ground and raise prices.

"Say!"

"Then the Xuanyuan clan is a branch of my origin Ji clan! Why do you keep hiding Xuanyuan Zheng's identity? Moreover, you should have half of our bloodline, why do you pretend not to know?"

Ji Xuan's tone suddenly became fierce, and a domineering coercion poured out, there are few things in this world that can make him so unbalanced.

The news that the Ji clan came back shocked him, in that small place in the True Martial Realm, there was actually a branch of the origin Ji clan, although it was already very weak, but the bloodline was quite pure.

The origin of the Agile Domain, the Ji clan, although it is a large number of great realms around the sonic boom, but for tens of thousands of years, due to marriage, the bloodline has been diluted from generation to generation.

The ancestors of the clan were worried about how to maintain the purity of the bloodline of the Ji clan, and no one expected that there would be such a branch of pure bloodline hidden in the True Martial Realm.

According to the investigation of the Ji monks who infiltrated the clan, there are at least more than 400 people in the Xuanyuan clan who have inherited the bloodline of the Ji clan, including 77 people who have awakened the bloodline.

The one-fifth awakening ratio, at the Spirit Domain Clan Elder Meeting, set off a monstrous wave, and even the only Supreme Ancestor was blown out.

Perhaps this ratio is nothing in the eyes of ordinary people, but a horizontal comparison can make it simple and clear how terrifying it is.

In the Ji clan of the origin of the Spirit Domain, there are about 19,000 people who inherit the bloodline of the clan, but there are only about 500 people who awaken the bloodline, and the awakening ratio is forty to one.

Looking at Ji Xuan's gaze that almost wanted to choose someone, Di Yunxiao half-leaned back, faintly revealing a hint of edge.

"You sent someone to investigate?"

The two momentum staggered and collided in the air, and the wind and clouds surged in the entire head compartment, and the tyrannical wind pressure tore the surrounding tables, chairs and tea sets into pieces, and the two hazy phantoms were staggered, shaking the super warship trembling.

The confrontation was breathless, and there was a faint commotion outside the cabin, and the two regained their momentum.

Ji Xuan clenched his snow-white teeth, and his eyes were slightly condensed: "It's not an investigation." The Xuanyuan clan is a branch of the Wuji clan, and it should recognize its ancestors and return to its ancestors to contribute to the re-emergence of the ancient clan. ”

Hearing this, Di Yunxiao's eyelids twitched, and he strongly refused:

"Impossible! The Xuanyuan clan is a part of the Zhenwu Daqian, and it does not belong to the Origin Ji clan, so there is no need to contribute to the rise of the so-called Ji clan. ”

He is no longer the immature child when he first entered the sect four or five years ago, he doesn't need to look up to others, he has huge resources in his hands, how can he give those good seedlings of the Xuanyuan clan to others.

"You..."

Ji Xuan's heart was full of anger, and his peach blossom eyes were staring at Emperor Yunxiao, eager to kick him directly into the sky.

However, in order to fulfill the will of the Senate, he could only forcibly suppress the anger in his heart, and he was quite surprised when he learned that Di Yunxiao also had Ji blood.

Just imagine, if the Ji clan has two emperors, and they all belong to the Qingxia Ancient Sect, what kind of huge storm will be stirred up under the joint efforts?

But it's a pity, now that he sees Emperor Yunxiao's posture, Ji Xuan's head is as big as a fight, and he knows that Emperor Yunxiao has no intention of recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors.

"What do you want to do! Recognizing your ancestors and returning to your ancestors will have countless benefits to you, and with the support of the huge resources of the Ji clan's own sect, the forces under your command can develop rapidly.

Only those children of the Ji clan can be optimally cultivated, completely get rid of resource limitations, and become immortal cultivation geniuses that everyone envies, instead of shrinking in the corner of the true martial arts world and faltering on the path of immortality. ”

Ji Xuan's tone was very light, but when he saw that Emperor Yunxiao ignored him and plucked his ears on the opposite side, he was so angry that he was like thunder.

"Cultivating immortal resources? I'm sorry, my Zhenwu Daqian is not lacking, but he has earned a lot of money in the Babu Heavenly Palace, which is enough for the Daqian Dynasty to squander for thousands of years.

As for rushing into the arms of the Origin Ji Clan, a certain generation of Zhenwu Daqian Billions of Monks expressed his attitude, respect, thanks, no, Min!"

"Presumptuous!"

Ji Xuan was surprisingly angry, thinking that he, as the divine son of the origin Ji clan and the second true descendant of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, had he ever been so low-voiced to dissuade people, and the other party still didn't buy it.

With a slap, the table under his hand was torn apart on all sides, and scattered fragments splashed on Di Yunxiao's body, making a clicking sound.