readx;? Ancestral land!

It is the place where the ancestors of the Lingshen lineage sit, and it is also the most sacred place in the entire Lingshen lineage, and a big sacrifice will be carried out every thousand years, and a small sacrifice will be made every hundred years, and this time it happens to be a big sacrifice once a thousand years, so the Lingshen clan closed Yinzhou. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ancestral land is located on the highest spiritual peak, and there is Ling Xuanhao leading the way in front, but no one dares to stop Lin Hao.

In addition to the lineage of the gods, there are many collateral lines, which are left by the ancestors and brothers and sisters in the past, and there are also some descendants who have no divine bloodline that are separated from the lineage.

Not every descendant of the gods can inherit the bloodline of the gods, like the current patriarch has hundreds of heirs, but there are only eight people who have the bloodline inheritance of the gods, and in Lin Hao's generation, there are thousands of people, but only thirteen have the bloodline inheritance of the gods.

This is also because the lineage has a greater chance of inheritance, if it is replaced by a side lineage, there may not be one in 10,000 people, of course, even if there is, the bloodline is far less than the lineage, so these people can only be counted as side lines and branches.

Each branch of the Ancient Protoss attaches great importance to the inheritance of the bloodline, because their power comes from the bloodline, and the purer the bloodline, the stronger the inheritance, and the higher the chance of the next generation obtaining the pure bloodline, which can ensure that the branch of the Ancient Protoss can be passed on for a long time.

So!

Among the ancient gods, the lineage was the mainstay, supplemented by the collateral lineage and the rest of the lineage.

Generally, the sacrifice once in a hundred years, only the descendants and those with the blood of the gods can participate, and the great sacrifice once in a thousand years can allow those who have a bloodline inheritance in the clan to participate, even if there is no bloodline inheritance, they can also enter the outer part of the clan to watch the ceremony.

On the top of the Ancestral God Peak, there is a platform paved with black stone for thousands of miles, which can accommodate millions of people, and it is the place where the spirit god holds a clan meeting over the years, and it is also the first place of sacrifice, at this moment the peak is full of hundreds of thousands of people, there are men and women, old and young.

And on a black stone platform at the top, there is a white-haired old man, although this person has reached the twilight of his life, but his body is still majestic, his body is majestic like a tide, his eyes are like torches, and his white eyebrows are like swords.

Behind the old man, there were hundreds of people, old and young, all of whom radiated a powerful momentum, glaring at each other one by one.

On the other black stone platform directly opposite, there stood a man in black half-body armor, this person's black hair danced like flames, looking extremely evil, and his appearance was hazy, making it difficult to see his true appearance, and on his exposed parts, there were dense python-like strange lines, and the black cloak behind him was also beating like flames.

Just standing on the black stone platform, this person gave people an incomparable pressure, even if they were hundreds of miles away, they could feel the suffocation of pressure coming from their chests.

Behind this man, there were more than thirty people standing, there were a few old men, and the rest were young men and women, but these people did not have the slightest scruples, wantonly exuding their own momentum, and the power in the hundred-mile area was completely emptied, like a vacuum, and the clansmen who were originally standing there had already retreated, not daring to approach in the slightest.

"Grandpa......"

Ling Xuanhao saw that the white-haired old man was safe and sound, and his heart hanging in his throat was slightly relieved, and then when he saw the man opposite, his pupils shrank suddenly, "Demon God Clan Master......"

No......

Still not......

Lin Hao glanced at the people on the black stone platform on the left, although there were many middle-aged men and women, but there were no parents of their own.

Didn't they come? Or didn't they have the right to go up there?

No way!

His father is the son of the patriarch, so he should not be disqualified. Of course, there is also a possibility, that is, he did not inherit the bloodline of the gods, he quickly turned his head, penetrated his perception into his eyes, and quickly sensed the clansmen below, although the range of perception is not small, but it is extremely difficult to envelop hundreds of thousands of people at once, far less convenient than spiritual sense.

But the spiritual sense was unusable at this moment, Lin Hao could only quickly release the perception and investigate, and several places were swept in detail.

No, still no......

The hope in Lin Hao's heart was constantly fading, he had already scanned the bottom several times, but there was never his own parents, could it be that something happened to them? Or was it because the rest of the things were delayed?

"Eighth brother, let's hurry over. ”

Ling Xuanhao took the lead and swept towards another black stone platform, the spiritual sense was closed in the ancestral land, and he couldn't use any divine skills, so he could only rely on his own strength to move forward.

Lin Hao put away his thoughts, waited to find time to ask the third brother, and immediately followed.

The two of them soon came to the black stone platform, and immediately attracted the attention of some people, especially the young men and women standing in front of them.

"Third brother, where did you go, why did you come back now. ”

"Third brother, you came back just in time, what about the fifth brother?" several young men and women of the same generation spoke one after another.

"The fifth brother is coming. ”

Ling Xuanhao looked at the young man on the side, "Sixth, what happened, why was Grandpa injured?"

"I don't know. ”

The sixth shrugged helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "We were originally sacrificing, the patriarch of the demon god clan suddenly brought a group of people to watch the ceremony, the sacrifice had been carried out to the end, and when grandpa was about to carry out the big sacrifice, the patriarch of the demon god clan suddenly transmitted the message to grandpa, and then grandpa vomited blood." ”

"What is the sudden transmission, it is clear that the patriarch of the demon god clan can't see that grandpa will inherit the inheritance of his ancestors, and he is worried that our spirit and god will surpass them, so he gave grandpa a black hand. A child of the clan suddenly said emotionally.

"If you want me to say, just teach them a lesson, and let these guys know that we are not easy to mess with. Another member of the clan spoke.

"Lessons? Lessons? Do you go? Or do you go?"

An older woman snorted, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Don't you see, the seventeen sons of the demon gods are here, any of them, can you beat them?"

Hearing this, almost all the children of the clan present were deflated, and even the one who had just opened his mouth to teach a lesson also buried his head, the seventeenth son of the demon god was a famous person in the Xuanhuang Domain, and his strength was among the top among his peers.

If they do fight, there are really few people who are their opponents.

"Sister Ming, don't be ambitious and destroy your own prestige, we can't compare to the seventeenth son, but we still have the sixth brother here. One of the children muttered.

"It's difficult for the sixth to be on the seventeenth son, not the fifth, but the fourth can, if it's the third son, it should be able to tie with the fifteenth son. The second son can tie with the twelfth son, but unfortunately the eldest Xuanjian has already traveled, otherwise if he is present, he can still deal with the fifth son. ”

The woman named Sister Ming sighed helplessly, although she was also a peer, she was not a descendant, and her strength was not as good as that of the seventeenth son of the demon god.

"Crazy Tiger, you and I have been friends for many years, are you still unwilling to accept this condition?" a low, piercing voice came from the throat of the Demon God Clan Master.

Crazy Tiger, it is the title of Ling Zhantian, in the past years in the middle of the wilderness, don't underestimate this kind of title, can have the title in the middle of the wilderness, has always been the top of the list, such a character has the ability to stomp his feet, can shake a domain.

"Demon innocent, you want the blood essence of our spirit god, this is absolutely impossible. Ling Zhantian's voice was mellow and full of energy.

"Heh, you're still so stubborn. ”

The patriarch of the Demon God Clan still looked the same, but his voice was cold, "Aren't you afraid that I will make a big fuss here?"

"Just you?"

Ling Zhantian's twin pupils burst out with a strong divine light, like two rounds of scorching sun, and the majestic body surged out of a vast firmament-like power, and with him as the center, a round wheel was condensed.

"First Venerable Great Perfection Realm......" The Demon God Clan Lord's voice was quite low, "It turns out that you have already reached the Great Perfection level, no wonder you are so confident, but you are not afraid of triggering this Great Perfection Realm, causing your old troubles to become serious again, or even die early?"

"If you dare to make trouble, I will definitely drag you to die before I die. Ling Zhantian said.

"Haha, it's really a mad tiger, and it doesn't reduce the power of the year, since that's the case, I won't force it. However, at the Hundred Clans Conference in three years' time, you will definitely offer the blood marrow of the spirit god, and we will talk about it in detail at that time. The Demon God Clan Master's eyes glanced at the descendants behind Ling Zhantian, intentionally or unintentionally.

Hearing this, Ling Zhantian's face sank suddenly.

The faces of the elders behind were also quite ugly, and they all looked strange, some gritted their teeth, and some glared at the demon god clan leader viciously.

Even Ling Xuanhao and the others did not look very good.

"Hundred Clans Assembly, why are your faces so ugly?" asked a rather young Spirit God disciple.

"What do you know, the Hundred Ethnic Conference is a meeting for the younger generation, and it is also a meeting for the division of interests and fields among various ethnic groups. Normally, when our ancient gods are outside, if it is not a great feud of life and death, it will hardly kill anyone, but if it is at the Hundred Clans Conference, there is no such restriction. An older boy said in a deep voice.

"What does that big brother mean......"

"The Demon God Clan Master intends to threaten our patriarch with the battle between the children of the two clans at the Hundred Clans Conference......" the older disciple said in a cold voice.

No wonder the faces of the people present are not very good-looking, the Hundred Clans Conference is allowed to kill opponents, although there are one or two of the Lingshen Clan's generation that are not weak, but compared with the Demon God Clan, it is still too far behind. The seventeen sons of the demon gods, each of them are famous.

And the spirit of the first line, now the only one who is famous is the top three Ling Xuanhao three, and their fame is not as good as the seventeen sons of the demon god, if you meet some weak ones, it is fine, if you meet the top ten or less, except for the eldest brother Ling Xuanjian, no one can deal with it at all.

The elders and older children present all understand this, there are not many descendants of the Lingshen lineage, if one or two more are lost at the Hundred Clans Conference, then the Lingshen lineage will completely decline, once there is a fault, I am afraid that the Lingshen lineage will lose its original area and be forced to move out of here.

This is still secondary, the key is that if there is a fault, it will take at least tens of thousands of years for the spirit spirit line to recover, and this time is enough for the rest of the ancient god branches to develop, and it will be extremely difficult to restore to the current state at that time.

"Crazy Tiger, I'm looking forward to the Hundred Clans Conference in three years, let's go. ”

The demon god clan master broke through the void and left first, and the seventeen sons of the demon god who followed behind, except for a few who were full of indifference, the rest all cast more or less provocative glances, causing the children of the spirit god line below to look at each other angrily.

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ps: The third chapter was posted around 1 o'clock, and Hua Ten was being written.

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