"With your strength, how did you get the ancestral weapon that was enough to kill the demon?" Yun Chen thought of this question all of a sudden, the people here didn't seem to have a cultivation method, how could they urge that kind of magic weapon with great power?

"It is said that the ancestral vessel contains a wisp of the will of the ancestors, and after the ancestors were beaten down from the realm, they lost their immortal souls. In order to preserve his longevity and protect his descendants, he sacrificed himself to merge into the ancestral weapon, and when there was a great calamity, he could use the bloodline of his descendants to awaken his will, and this was how the original demon was driven by the ancestral will to kill the ancestral weapon. Xia Quan said this, paused for a while, and continued: "These things have become legends, and there is no way to study them, but our ancestral weapons do have magical powers. ”

Yunchen nodded secretly, he had seen Li Taixuan's immortal obsession last for many years, and it was not surprising that there was a divine will in the ancestral weapon here.

"Then where is your ancestral weapon?" Yunchen didn't mean anything else, he just simply wanted to see the ancestral artifact.

Xia Quan said without hesitation: "The ancestral weapon has always been in the hands of the royal family, and it is stored on the top of the sacred mountain. ”

It's getting more and more interesting here, the land of the gods, the demon land, the sacred mountain, the ancestral weapon, the gods, the demons, all popping up...... Yunchen thought about it, and said, "You said just now that there are demon fangs in your main city?"

"Well, here are the trophies of our ancestors' victory over demons. ”

Yunchen said with a smile: "Why are you saying this to me? Aren't you afraid that I will use my brain? Also, I feel that you have been playing with me, do you want to get any benefits from me?"

Xia Quan said calmly and sincerely: "Lord Yun, first of all, these are not secrets, as a matter known to passers-by, there is nothing to say. Also, as Lord Yun is from the outside world, I hope that one day if you leave, please take me with you, I want to see the outside world. ”

"It's not easy to leave here......" Yunchen didn't respond to Xia Quan's last words, but just said the truth lightly.

After pondering for a while, Xia Quan suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Lord Yun, if you can promise me to take me out, or take me as an apprentice, I can help you obtain the ancestral weapon!"

Yun Chen was stunned for a moment, and soon understood that it was he who had asked the location of the ancestral weapon before, which made Xia Quan mistakenly think that he coveted the ancestral weapon, and he smiled dumbly: "What do you think I have about your ancestral weapon?"

"Don't dare. Xia Quan couldn't see what Yunchen meant, so he didn't even dare to say it.

"Okay, there's someone in front of you, it's fast. Yunchen's gaze fell on the front and said lightly. Xia Quan followed, but saw nothing, and when he was just doubting in his heart, he felt a vibration from the ground.

The sound of chaotic hooves sounded one after another, and in the distance a blood-colored angry lion flag was raised high, and then the wolf-like armored war horses rushed out, and the cavalry on the war horse roared with their weapons held high.

"Blood Lion Regiment!" Xia Quan's face changed slightly, he didn't expect that this uncle would actually dispatch one of the absolute elites in the tribe, and after glancing at Yun Chen on the side, he felt a little relieved.

"Kill!" the people of the Blood Lion Regiment shouted in unison, roaring and speeding up.

"Bastard, didn't you see our clan flag?" Xia Quan shouted angrily, he didn't expect that with the clan flag hanging high on his side, the people of the Blood Lion Regiment would rush over.

Xia Quan stepped forward for some distance, and after being sure that the cavalry of the Blood Lion Regiment on the opposite side could hear him shouting, he took a deep breath and roared, "Stop! I am Xia Quan, the lord of Barren Stone City! The seventh grandson of the clan master, are you going to rebel?"

"The traitors of the Blade Clan, don't want to infiltrate our clan and disturb my lord's birthday banquet!" a tall knight in armor under the Scarlet Raging Lion replied loudly, the halberd pointed forward, and the cavalry under his command shouted more vigorously and charged faster.

"Xia Zhijin is an old bastard!" Xia Quan muttered and immediately turned around and returned to Yun Chen's side, "It's too much to deceive people! It's too much to deceive people! Lord Yun, my uncle hates me a lot, he didn't show up, claiming to be going to face the people of the Blade Clan, but in fact, he wants to murder me here, and please be the master!"

Yunchen Dingqing glanced at Xia Quan, he felt that this guy had not been at ease from the beginning, and when he left Wastestone City, he deliberately took a shortcut, first against the Blade Clan, and now against his uncle, which was very kind of borrowing a knife to kill people. Yunchen thought like this, Xia Quan was quite respectful to him all the way, and he couldn't say anything.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"Ben...... Xia Quan is bold, please mediate, let my uncle promise that he will never attack me again in the future, or deter me!"

"Okay, for the sake of what you said to me, and help you, Xia Zhijin, right......" After Yunchen finished speaking to Xia Quan, he tilted his head slightly and looked at the rushing cavalry, he was angry, and his voice roared like thunder.

"Xia Zhijin, come out and see you!"

The reverberating words were like thunderbolts, and the cavalry of the Blood Lion Regiment could not control the frightened or trembling or frantic war horses, and the originally menacing cavalry was suddenly in chaos.

"Who are you?" the tall knight under the Scarlet Lion shook his head and exclaimed.

"Are you Xia Zhijin?" Yunchen gathered into wisps, reaching the ears of the tall figure, and knocked him to the ground at once.

The face armor of the tall knight, who was knocked to the ground by Yunchen's voice, fell to one, revealing a face covered in scars. The tall knight showed a look of surprise on his face, and looked at Yun Chen from afar, "God, that's not something that can be done by human power at all!" Yun Chen shocked the cavalry battle array under his command with one word, stopped and couldn't move forward, and then overturned him with a word, which was not something ordinary people could do at all. It is true that there are some people with loud voices who can surprisingly scare people, and Yunchen obviously does not belong to this list.

"The Iron Battle of Blood Lion City is here, and my lord has gone to the banquet!" replied in a loud voice as the tall cavalry took advantage of its strength to leap back into the war horse.

Yun Chen's eyes froze, he had expected that after this tall knight was overturned, he would not be able to turn it over for at least a long time, but he didn't expect that this knight would look like he was fine in the blink of an eye.

"Well, I don't want to hurt anyone, so you guys should retreat!"

The tall knight pondered for a while, and motioned for his cavalry to retreat to both sides, making way for Yunchen and the others to pass.

Xia Quan was unwilling, the gloom on his face couldn't be hidden, he stopped when he passed by the tall knight's side, and said in a cold voice: "Who told you that I was a thief of the Blade Clan? The tribal banner can be forged, can I fake it?"

On the same horse, the tall knight was a head taller than Xia Quan, he looked at Xia Quan almost condescendingly, and his tone was flat: "The spies of the Blade Clan have reported that the people of the Blade will make trouble at the clan master's birthday banquet, this news has been confirmed, I have to be careful...... Also, I don't recognize you......"

Xia Quan's heart was on fire, he was one of the thirty-six city lords of the Golden Lion War Clan, and a house slave actually said in a mocking tone that he didn't know him, what is this? This is naked contempt. A mere slave dared to do this to him, Xia Quan couldn't suppress the nameless fire, and he slapped the tall knight in the face without making a muffled sound.

The tall knight sneered, and as soon as his arm blocked, he shook Xia Quan's hand out. Although Xia Quan's status is noble, he doesn't care at all, or he won't lead the team to pretend to be confused and kill Xia Quan.

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