The fall of the four Dragon Realm powerhouses brought an unparalleled impact to everyone, and everyone stared at Qin Han deadly, looking at this young man who was no more than half a hundred years old.

"Qin Han, if you dare to kill the ancestor of our clan, my Baoshan tribe will never give up with you!"

There was a god transformation realm powerhouse in the Baoshan tribe who stood up, and his eyes flashed with hatred, but as soon as this person's words fell, the patriarch of the Baoshan tribe who was standing aside slapped him, "Shut up for me!" ”

Even the super powerhouses in the three major clans stood far away and didn't dare to provoke Qin Han, if they offended Qin Han again at this moment, the gains outweighed the losses!

The death of the ancestor is already a great injury to the vitality of the Baoshan tribe, and the current Baoshan tribe can no longer have the rest of the losses.

"Qin Han, be crazy, wait for your death!" Huo Chen, the patriarch of the Blackwater tribe who was lined up in the crowd, had a gloomy gaze, he saw his ancestor being killed by Qin Han, and the hatred and anger in his heart had reached its peak. However, he didn't speak out as angrily as the Divine Transformation Realm powerhouse of the Baoshan tribe, he just hid everything in his heart, and silently calculated the time when the seal was unlocked.

Tens of thousands of eyes stared at the city, looking at Qin Han with a complicated meaning, with hatred, appreciation, envy and greed.

Qin Han didn't care about this, he casually threw the bloody long sword next to the corpses of the four old monsters, and then looked at the dense crowd of monks, "Everyone, in addition to killing this person today, I have one more thing to announce. ”

There was no answer in the sky, and there was silence.

Such a reaction was expected by Qin Han, he was not surprised, but slowly raised his right hand.

"Well, what is he going to do?" Tens of thousands of monks looked puzzled.

Just under the incomprehensible gaze of tens of thousands of monks, a soft glow suddenly emanated from Qin Han's raised right hand, and then six talismans flew out of his hand, and finally levitated above his head.

The ghostly light released by the six runes converged together, like a starry sky, and Qin Han slowly spoke:

"I think you are all familiar with these six runes, that's right, it is the inheritance of each of your tribes, the Zhenlong Talisman! This first talisman is from the Rizhao Department, the second is from the Shanshui Tribe, the third is from the Heishui Tribe, the fourth is from the Baoshan Tribe, the fifth is from the Hechi Tribe, and the sixth is from the Holy Sheep Tribe! ”

"This Sword Immortal is here today, in addition to killing the four of Ke Lao Monster, the most important thing is to ask you for the Zhenlong Talisman!"

"I don't need to say much about the legend of the Zhenlong Fu, you also know the meaning it represents. From today on, I, Qin Han, should be the lord of Zhenlong City and the lord of the three thousand tribes! ”

"I will stay here for three days, waiting for all the holders of the Zhenlong Talisman, how many people can wait!"

Qin Han's voice resounded through Zhenheguan and fell into the ears of every monk present.

Many of the monks looked in an uproar, their eyes full of disbelief!

"For thousands of years, there has never been a matter of recognizing the Lord in the Dragon Talisman, and no one has ever been able to have two Dragon Talismans at the same time! How could Qin Han control the Six Dao Zhenlong Fu, could it be that he was really the master of the Zhenlong Fu? ”

"It's unbelievable, how could it be? How could the Zhenlong Fu have an owner, this is too unreal! ”

"Being able to control the six dragon talismans at the same time, this matter can't be faked! The legend that has been passed down in my Changsheng River Valley for thousands of years is going to come true today? ”

In this vast Changsheng River Basin, the Zhenlong Fu has been passed down for thousands of years, and the time is extremely long, so long that people forget many things. Regarding the Zhenlong Fu, people from generation to generation have long regarded it as a legend, let alone the current generation.

Qin Han's words were like a thunderbolt in the clear sky for everyone, which made everyone fall into shock, so much so that everyone forgot the purpose of coming to this Zhenheguan today, the huge amount of resources on Qin Han's body, and the imperial weapon that had never been revealed.

Finally, after a brief period of astonishment and disbelief, the monks began to react one by one, frantically using jade slips to convey the news to the outside.

"The appearance of the master of the Zhenlong Fu is a big deal! In the future, I am afraid that this Changsheng River valley will not be peaceful again! ”

Looking at the young figure on the city wall, someone muttered.

Others were extremely excited, "I have the delusion that we are likely to witness the beginning of a great era!" ”

Since the Zhenlong Fu will recognize the Lord, it means that all the legends about the Zhenlong Fu are true!

Why did the ancestors of the Changsheng River Valley leave this talisman, what earth-shattering layout is hidden among the three thousand tribes, this secret that has plagued countless generations, with the appearance of the owner of the Zhenlong Talisman, will be completely solved! And they will be witnesses to this secret! This earth-shattering layout involving the entire Changsheng River Basin will kick off little by little!

The information Qin Han confided was so amazing that not only did the tens of thousands of monks look surprised, but the three powerhouses in the sky also fell silent.

The identity of the owner of the Zhenlong Fu has an unparalleled status, and the influence it will sweep through the three thousand tribes like a raging wind, even if they don't dare to kill Qin Han without permission, even if Qin Han doesn't have the earth-shattering Thunder Fu in his hands.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I will spend three days at Zhenhe Pass waiting for the arrival of the Zhenlong Talisman holder! In three days, I'll be heading to Zhenlong City! As long as you give the Zhenlong Fu to my clan before I go to Zhenlong City, I, Qin Han, will regard it as the most loyal follower in the future! ”

Qin Han on the city wall spoke again, full of confidence!

He doesn't need to prove his talent, nor does he need to prove his heritage, just the identity of the owner of the Zhenlong Fu is enough!

After the words fell, tens of thousands of monks began to talk about it, and many of them left quietly, apparently going back to report the news. The rest of the people remained on the sidelines, and none of them stepped forward to hand over the dragon talisman.

Qin Han didn't care, he put away the thunder talisman and looked at Liu Xin'er beside him, "It's too bloody here, let's go to the city to find a place to eat something." ”

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of monks, Liu Xin'er nodded lightly, and then followed Qin Han to leave the city and enter Zhenhe Pass.

The thunder talisman was put away by Qin Han, and the terrifying sense of oppression disappeared, and many monks breathed a sigh of relief, but because of the experience of the four Dragon Realm powerhouses, no one dared to come forward to ask for the imperial weapon anymore.

"Brother Hao, what do you think of this?"

In the sky, the light in Jun Wenyuan, the super powerhouse of the Golden Dragon Tribe, flickered in his eyes.

Lei Zhenghao shook his head, "This matter is too important, I plan to go back to the clan first and ask the ancestor before making a decision!" ”

After Lei Zhenghao finished speaking, his figure shattered like a mirror, obviously gone.

After Lei Zhenghao left, Jun Wenyuan glanced towards the city, and also turned to leave, ignoring the remaining Qingxuan. Qin Han not only has a thunder talisman in his hand that is comparable to the peak of the King Realm, but he is also the owner of the Zhenlong talisman, and today is obviously not the best time to start!

As Jun Wenyuan and Lei Zhenghao left, the remaining super powerhouse of the Qingming tribe, Qing Xuan, fell into deep thought, and after a while, Qing Xuan gathered his qi and fell straight into the city.

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