Just as Xuanyuan Hao and Guiguzi were talking, the colorful mist condensed by life energy slowly became thinner, and finally disappeared, and was absorbed by the twelve teenagers sitting on the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"How does it feel?"

Coming to Xuanyuan Long's body and patting him lightly on the shoulder, Xuanyuan Hao smiled slightly and asked.

"It feels pretty good! It seems like I have used my strength to do it! All the old wounds I suffered during the hunt are healed!"

His hands were clenched into fists, and Xuanyuan Dragon's eyes were filled with excitement.

Absorbing the life energy overflowing from the blood of the Siyue Divine Turtle, the bodies of the clansmen have all undergone a baptism, and the wonderful feeling of improving their physical functions is something they have never experienced. Many people couldn't help but exclaim, and their faces were full of fascination.

"Since we have returned to the birthplace of the Xuanyuan clan, then we must use our hands to rebuild our homeland! Believe me, one day, we will regain our glory!"

Looking at the excited faces of the clansmen, Xuanyuan Hao said loudly.

The voice resounded in the ears of everyone of the clan, full of steadfastness.

"Oh, rebuild your home, regain your glory!"

Having just experienced baptism, everyone is in a state of excitement. Xuanyuan Hao seized this opportunity and used words to completely arouse the pride and hope buried in the hearts of the Zai people.

"Look! the light curtain is disappearing!"

And just when the clansmen were immersed in the excitement of the baptism and couldn't extricate themselves, an exclamation suddenly came from the crowd.

In the midst of the exclamation, everyone raised their heads and was shocked to see that the golden light shroud that originally shrouded the entire ancestral land was slowly dissipating from the top at this moment.

After protecting this place for 10,000 years, the light curtain finally exhausted the last trace of energy and dissipated.

With the disappearance of the light curtain, this place, which had been sealed for 10,000 years, finally reappeared in the world.

"The seal of the ancestral land has been lifted!"

"Great! We're finally able to reclaim our ancestral land!"

"Hahaha! We have been waiting for a hundred years, everything in the Xuanyuan Clan will finally be ours!"

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Before the light curtain completely dissipated, there was a fierce cheer from the outside world.

"Everyone, be on alert!"

Hearing the cheers, Xuanyuan Long's face changed suddenly, and he immediately held a cold saw in one hand, picked up a big knife on the ground in the other, and shouted, looking at the heavy figures outside the light curtain that was about to dissipate with great vigilance.

The teenagers beside him also immediately picked up the weapons that fell to the ground, and looked at the crowd outside the light curtain with great vigilance.

"Boom. ”

Pulling out the only quaint spear stuck in the ground, Xuanyuan Hao's eyes flashed with a cold light.

"Rush, take back the ancestral land!"

The next moment, the light curtain finally dissipated completely.

The crowd surrounding the ancestral land was no longer hindered, cheering excitedly, but the next moment, when the scenery inside the light curtain was revealed in front of them, almost all of them were stunned, and then looked at the scorched black land in front of them with some unacceptability.

"How can this be?!Is that fairyland-like scenery above the light curtain just a mirage?"

For a moment, it was difficult to accept the huge change, and several old men muttered, with deep disappointment and madness in their eyes.

"Even if the fairy realm is not there, the legacy of the Xuanyuan clan must be here! Otherwise, it will not be sealed for thousands of years, and those waste descendants of the Xuanyuan clan will not come all the way for a wasteland!"

A middle-aged burly man couldn't accept everything in front of him, and then looked at Xuanyuan Hao and the others in the center of the huge basin with a little red eyes, and said coldly.

Four tribal teams rushed from four directions, surrounded Xuanyuan Hao and the others, and their eyes were slightly glowing with crimson light, staring at Xuanyuan Hao and the others, revealing endless greed.

"Where's the legacy?"

"Hand over your inheritance!

Sen Leng's words sounded, filled with Sen Leng's killing intent and endless greed.

"Unexpectedly, the four major war departments that chose to betray back then are now still breathing!"

Looking at the four old men standing at the front, Xuanyuan Hao smiled slightly and said softly, with a trace of coldness in his words.

"After so many years, there are still descendants of the Xuanyuan clan who remember our existence. ”

Xuanyuan Hao's words fell gently, but it made the old men on the other side tremble, and then one of the old men in Tsing Yi stared at Xuanyuan Hao's face, smiled coldly, and the old voice of some surprise sounded.

"I don't know which of the four major war departments of Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu are you?"

His gaze swept over the faces of the four old men one by one, and then stopped on the faces of the old man who spoke.

"The Four War Divisions have long since ceased to exist! We have been independent a long time ago, and we are no longer surnamed Xuanyuan, and now, we are the Qinglong tribe, surnamed Qinglong!"

Hearing Xuanyuan Hao's question, the old man who spoke smiled coldly, and then said coldly, with even a hint of pride in his words.

"The four major divisions of the Xuanyuan clan were created by the ancestors, and the purpose of their existence is to defend glory. And now that you have abandoned your original surname, that is to abandon your glory, and then there is no need for you to exist!"

The corners of Xuanyuan Hao's mouth curved into a cold arc, and a cold voice resounded, and every sentence pierced into the hearts of the people of the four major war departments like a sharp blade, making their faces blue and red alternately, with anger, but more shame.

Abandoning the glory of their ancestors has always been a scar in their hearts, and it is also a notorious name to bear. What they fear most is that the Xuanyuan clan has descendants who can return here, and someone can still remember them, so they will have to face the Xuanyuan clan with a body of shame.

Now Xuanyuan Hao's words are undoubtedly a heavy punch, hammering into the most vulnerable place in their hearts, completely shattering and destroying their only remaining dignity.

At that moment, many of the four war divisions were shaken and began to question whether their ancestors had been wrong from the beginning. Is it really right to abandon the glory of ancestors in order to survive?

But there were also many people who were extremely angry because Xuanyuan Hao uncovered their most painful scars, and they all stared at him with red eyes.

"Hmph! Nonsense! Don't listen to his fallacies to confuse the people! Back then, the ancestor of the Xuanyuan clan abandoned all the clansmen in order to save a person, and then the great war broke out, and he was also the first traitor in the Xuanyuan clan! Back then, it was clear that the Xuanyuan clan betrayed us first, and in order to survive, is it wrong for us to do this? The Xuanyuan clan has declined, and instead of guarding an invisible hope, it is better to create our own glory!"

The old man of the Qinglong clan snorted angrily, and the old man's voice roared out, and there was a thick sense of coldness in his eyes.

"No, you're wrong! Qinglong is the main punishment, the white tiger is the main attack, the Vermilion Bird is the main destroyer, and the Xuanwu is the main guard! This is the duty of the four major war departments, but when the enemy invades, the white tiger retreats without a fight; when there is a rebellion within the Xuanyuan clan, the Qinglong bends the law for personal gain; when the clansmen are slaughtered, the Suzaku looks on coldly; when the clan land is defiled, the Xuanwu turtle can't shrink! It is you who first abandon the glory and abandon your own people! It is your ruler who gives birth to two hearts and wants to establish himself as the king!"

Regarding the rebuttal of the old man of the Qinglong Clan, Xuanyuan Hao was unusually calm, there was a light shining in his dark eyes, and the expression on his face suddenly became lonely, as if he was recalling the past events that made him feel extremely heartbroken.

"Nonsense! You slander our four war departments like this, what evidence do you have?!"

An old man in a vermilion robe from the Vermilion Bird Clan asked sharply, and his fiery red hair stood up, like an angry flame lion!

"Evidence? What I say is evidence!"

For the old man's questioning, Xuanyuan Hao was still extremely calm, but Xuanyuan Long behind him felt a great depression, as if there was a monstrous anger brewing under that calm.

"Haha! It's ridiculous, just a few casual words from a yellow-mouthed kid whose hair hasn't grown yet can be used as evidence?!"

The old man of the White Tiger Clan sneered, and immediately the killing intent in his eyes burst out like a substance, and he suppressed Xuanyuan Hao.

"You keep saying that what you say is evidence! Let's not talk about whether it's true or not, what is your identity?! Do you think that just by virtue of these descendants of the Xuanyuan clan who are like shrimp soldiers and crab generals, you will want to recover the ancestral land and inheritance of the Xuanyuan clan? ! The old man said a polite word, you are not qualified yet?!"

The old man of the Qinglong Clan looked at Xuanyuan Hao and the descendants of the Xuanyuan Clan behind him, sneering, his eyes revealing a thick unshavenness, and his words were full of sarcasm.

"Hand over your inheritance, and we can let you go safely!"

The deep voice of the Xuanwu clan's Xuanyi old man sounded, full of undoubtedness.

"My words are proof! Everything about that day is in my memory, and the scenes of that day are presented in front of my eyes, like Shura's hell! My people, the cry of pain rings in my ears. And your four major war departments just looked at it so indifferently! Tell me, can you feel at ease when you see your own people being slaughtered?!"

Scenes from the depths of my mind came to mind, watching my own people being slaughtered, and the people who were supposed to protect them were just watching from the sidelines. At this moment, Xuanyuan Hao was furious, and that anger was like a volcano that had been silent for many years, bursting out at this moment.

As if feeling the monstrous anger in Xuanyuan Hao's body, the entire Siyue Divine Mountain Range trembled slightly, the sky slowly darkened, and a breathless sense of oppression came.

"Who the hell are you?!"

"Could it be that you are the ancestor of the Xuanyuan clan?

"Absolutely impossible, no one can escape the pursuit of those people!"

"No one can survive that immemorial!"

When they heard Xuanyuan Hao's words, the four old men's bodies were like being struck by lightning, their bodies stiffened, and they muttered to themselves one by one, their faces were full of horror.

He remembers... He actually said that he remembered... Could it be that he is the ancestor of the Xuanyuan clan who survived from ancient times?! Could it be that the Xuanyuan clan is really here to collect debts!

There was a look of disbelief in his eyes, and a voice in his heart sounded, constantly reminding them that the young man in front of them, even if he was not the surviving ancestor of the Xuanyuan clan, must have a close relationship with him.

"Now that I'm back, the glory of the Xuanyuan clan will surely return! And those who have brought pain to my people will surely burn in our anger!"

Xuanyuan Hao suddenly took a step, and the anger in his heart surged out with the roar, full of boundless hatred, cold and tyrannical.

The wind was stronger, pushing the dark clouds above the sky to roll violently, and thick thunder and lightning shuttled through them, illuminating the scorched land white.

"I can not blame the mistakes of your ancestors in the past, and now the Xuanyuan clan gives you the opportunity to be reborn! Return to the Xuanyuan clan, protect the Xuanyuan clan, and use your sweat and blood to wash away the sins of your ancestors!"

The thunder shuttled in the sky, setting off Xuanyuan Hao like a god.

"Boy, you dare to lie to us?! No one can live so long! And we have lived here for so many years, and we have never been punished!"

The old man of the Qinglong Clan forcibly suppressed the horror in his heart and said loudly, his eyes filled with cold killing intent.

After speaking, his eyes stared at Xuanyuan Hao tightly, hoping to see a trace of panic and flaws on his face.

"Why? don't you believe it? Then you can try! Who's going to come first?!"

Listening to the words of the old man of the Qinglong Clan, Xuanyuan Hao's eyes flashed with a trace of ridicule and faint expectation, but there was no panicked look on his face.

Xuanyuan Hao's words, as well as the confidence on his face and a trace of expectation in his eyes, made the hearts of the people in the four major war departments sink to the bottom.

Feeling the increasingly irritable lightning in the sky, and looking at the tyranny in Xuanyuan Hao's eyes, the people of the four major war departments suddenly felt a chill down their spines.

"A declining tribe is not qualified to talk about glory! And a weak tribe is even less qualified to force others to submit! Since you want to unify the Xuanyuan clan and want our four major war departments to return! Then we will carry out the most sacred beast god sacrifice according to the tribal traditions that have been passed down from generation to generation on the Great Wilderness! One-to-four, if your Xuanyuan clan can defeat us, even if we return?!"

Not daring to take risks, the old man of the Qinglong clan gritted his teeth, stared at Xuanyuan Hao fiercely with his eyes, and then said coldly.

"If you want us to return, you have to show us if you have the strength!"

The blood-red light flashed in the eyes of the old man of the White Tiger Clan, and a trace of evil aura permeated him, and he said coldly.

"You keep saying that you want to make the glory of the Xuanyuan clan reappear, then come up with something convincing!"

The old man of the Suzaku Clan said with a mocking smile on his face.

"Since the Beast God Sacrifice is going to be carried out, then it should be limited to the younger generation! The younger generation is the future of the tribe, so no matter what the result is, both sides have nothing to say! I will decide the time, just a month later! The hunting competition in the Beast God Sacrifice lasts for half a month, you can choose the location, and finally the number and grade of the hunting beasts will be used as the winning or losing evaluation criteria! I hope the Xuanyuan clan will not disappoint us!"

Finally, the old man of the Xuanwu clan spoke, and said slowly in a deep voice, which was full of undoubted momentum.

The old men of the other three clans seemed to be very jealous of him, and when they saw him set the hunting competition like this, they didn't express any objections!

"Okay! Since you want to solve the problem through tribal traditions, then I, the Xuanyuan clan, will accept it! I will send someone to inform you of the hunting place in three days!"

Seeing that the people of the four major war departments were all shocked, Xuanyuan Hao showed a smile on his face, and immediately waved his palm, the wind stopped and the clouds dispersed, and the thunder also dissipated.

Xuanyuan Hao's actions once again made the corners of the eyes of the people in the Four Great War Department twitch, and the doubts in their hearts about whether he could control the power of the Siyue Divine Mountain Range became a little lighter.

"Back to the tribal camp!"

At this point, there was no point in the four tribes staying here any longer, and they left in disgrace under the leadership of the four old men.