Looking at these ragged and skinny remnants of the Yellow Emperor, even if they came to this bright world, the sourness in Ding Ling's heart never disappeared.

He looked up at the sky, and saw that in the sky, a heavenly gate had just closed.

"Where is this?" asked Bai Crispy softly.

"On the fifth day, the soldier who was supposed to be Mingyue just now just passed. ”

Bai Susu turned his head to look at the group of remnants who had nothing to do and asked, "That...... Where are we going now?"

Ding Ling let out a long sigh, he beckoned to the crowd and said, "Who is the current patriarch of the Youxiong clan?"

As his voice fell, everyone's eyes moved to the center of the crowd, and Ding Ling's gaze also followed the gaze of the crowd, and finally landed on a boy who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Although this teenager looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, the ...... Just the face, his physical development is even worse than that of eleven or twelve-year-old children in the world......

But when he heard Ding Ling's call, the young man walked towards him with resolute eyes.

Everywhere they went, the crowd dispersed.

"Meet the Emperor. ”

Although the young man was thin, he still politely gave Ding Ling an ancient salute, his eyes were clear, and he looked at Ding Ling without blinking.

Ding Ling knew that among the 30,000 remnants left by the Yellow Emperor, in addition to the Xiong clan, there were other races...... And the vast majority of these races and their descendants have merged into one nation, that is, ...... Han Chinese.

These are all the ancestors of my Han nation...... Ding Ling kept sighing in his heart.

"What's your name?"

The young man said, "My name is Gongsun Yu." ”

Ding Ling was slightly stunned: "Gongsun Yu, aren't you the bloodline of the Yellow Emperor?"

There is a reason why Ding Ling is so suspicious, Uncle Huangdi seems to be indeed surnamed Gongsun, but he changed it later and changed it to the surname Ji.

A smile appeared on Gongsun Yu's face.

Looking at this smile, Ding Ling immediately knew that this young man should be the orthodox descendant of the Yellow Emperor - if it wasn't for the inheritance of the emperors through the ages, how could he have such a temperament!

Sure enough, Gongsun Yu said softly: "After the ancestor went to heaven, in order to avoid Emperor Ziwei, the descendants changed back to Gongsun's surname. ”

"I see. Ding Ling nodded, and then asked, "What about ...... How many generations of descendants of the Yellow Emperor are you?"

"Since my ancestors, I am a hundred and seventeenth great-great-grandson. ”

"That's good...... I'll take a look at you first...... of blood. ”

After Ding Ling finished speaking, he grabbed Gongsun Yu's palm.

Gongsun Yu didn't struggle, just looked at Ding Ling quietly.

Ding Ling took a breath lightly, and a divine power slowly crossed into Gongsun Yu's life river, his movements were extremely gentle, for fear that he would accidentally hurt the child's life river.

When the divine power flowed through his body, a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Very good...... It seems that it is really fate!" Ding Ling sighed lightly, and then stretched out his right hand, and the Xuanyuan Sword instantly appeared in his hand, and then, with a flash of light, the Xuanyuan Sword slashed towards Gongsun Yu's forehead!

The tens of thousands of remnants all looked at Ding Ling with burning eyes, and when they saw him slash at Gongsun Yu with his sword, everyone was shocked at the same time, and the cowardly even covered their eyes!

Only this Gongsun Yu, he looked at Ding Ling without blinking, although there was panic in his pupils, he still managed to calm down.

A drop of blood fell quietly from his forehead. Then it landed directly on the Xuanyuan Sword.

Blood dripped on the body of the sword, and soon turned into a red silk thread, and where this silk thread passed, one after another divine power suddenly diffused.

Gongsun Yu stared at the big sword in Ding Ling's hand, although he didn't know what Ding Ling was doing, he also vaguely understood that Ding Ling was doing this...... It must be with its own blood.

Therefore, he raised his hands, then grasped the blade of the sword, and said in a deep voice, "You can flow a little more." ”

As his words fell, the sharp blade of the Xuanyuan Sword cut a deep wound on his forehead.

Blood continued to gush out, and it only instantly stained the entire sword body red.

Ding Ling smiled slightly, but there was some hesitation in his heart - this young man seemed to be too quiet.

No, not a little quieter, but calmer than his age and situation!

Ding Ling knew that Dafan's mentality and appearance were generally quite resolute. Of course, Ding Ling is not saying that perseverance is not a good thing...... Especially to lead these 30,000 bereaved families, you must be a little stronger in character.

What Dante Zero fears most is that he is too strong.

Such a person, once he gains strength, may be ...... I become desperate for strength.

But this hesitation only disappeared in his heart, and as the Wind Queen used his last divine power to protect these 30,000 relics, there was no god in the entire Youxiong clan, or in the entire Yellow Emperor relics.

Not even a single immortal.

It's not fair.

So the moment Ding Ling died after the wind, he made a decision to do it for the poor Youxiong clan...... Make a god. At least, it is also immortal.

So he whispered, "This is the power of your ancestors...... I'll give it back to you today. ”

After Ding Ling finished speaking, a divine power instantly poured out of his body, and then through the Xuanyuan Sword, it directly rushed into the young man's forehead!

The young man, who had remained calm from the beginning to the present, finally couldn't help but tremble, and the whole person let out a painful moan!

"Hold back!"

Ding Ling said in a deep voice.

The boy gritted his teeth: "Come on!"

As soon as the words fell, countless golden lights with blood light immediately completely surrounded the young man.

In the flow of divine light, the young man seemed to be surrounded by a silkworm cocoon......

Bai Crispy on the side was stunned.

Of course, she knew that Ding Ling couldn't be unfavorable to Gongsun Yu, but she also didn't understand what Ding Ling was going to do...... Until he heard Ding Ling say that he wanted to return the power of the young ancestor to him.

The ancestor of the young man, isn't it the Yellow Emperor?

Ding Ling's power ...... Most of them are from the Yellow Emperor...... What if he returns it? Also, this young man's body is thin and thin like this, can he do it?

But Bai Susu also knew that since Ding Ling had already started, there was no reason to stop.

So, she could only watch quietly, and then felt the youth realm in the divine light soar all the way, just from the beginning to the first sound and then to the hearing of the transcendent ...... Finally the earth was split and the sky opened.

When the young man's realm went up layer by layer, and finally stopped at the realm of the Great Luo Jin Immortal, Ding Ling finally opened his eyes.

There was a smile on his face, but his exhaustion was evident.

Bai Susu hurriedly walked to his side.

"I'm fine. ”

Ding Ling said, and as soon as he swung the Xuanyuan Sword, the golden light outside the young man's body was broken in two!

The light dissipated, and a girl with long hair shoulder-length, a large bulge on her chest, and then at least one meter six or five tall...... appeared in front of Ding Ling's eyes.