With the appearance of the tenth star, all the voices in this heaven and earth fell silent at this moment.

Even the faint aura above the sky was quietly stopped, and faintly, there was a feeling of surprise spreading.

When the tenth golden star appeared, the astrolabe burst open with a bang.

A golden pillar of light burst into the sky from Kaoru Kodama's hand, and an extremely strong coercion spread out from the pillar of light, sweeping the heavens and the earth.

Under this kind of coercion, most of the people present were shocked to find that the fighting spirit in their bodies had directly stopped running, and even in the depths of their souls, a kind of awe was spreading...

This is the reverence of the inferior to the superior...

All the people of the ancient clan looked at the golden pillar of light that went straight to the sky, they had the same bloodline as Xun'er, and that kind of coercion was even stronger for them.

At the moment, there are many people of the ancient clan, who can't stand such strong coercion, and with a "poof", they kneel on the ground, their faces are full of fanaticism.

The void space, the spatial ripples are constantly presenting, and obviously, those old guys of the ancient clan can't sit still.

"Divine bloodline... The ancient people are really blessed..."

Beside Xiao Chen, looking at the ten bright stars on the astrolabe, Pi Tianqi sighed lightly and said.

There was an unconcealable envy in his voice, as a member of the Thunder Clan, one of the eight ancient clans, he naturally knew very well how important this divine bloodline was to an ancient race.

"Xiao Chen, do you know now why these old people of this ancient clan don't treat you well?"

His cloudy eyes looked at Xiao Chen with a thunderous glow, and he smiled strangely.

"It's really a divine bloodline..."

Elder Tongxuan muttered excitedly in his mouth, and his eyes were also frenzied, when his emotions gradually calmed down.

Elder Tongxuan's face was solemn, his hands stretched out respectfully, and then, he gently shook the void in front of him, accompanied by the palm of Elder Tongxuan's hand.

A flashing colorful dragon pen appeared in the hand of Elder Tongxuan, and as soon as this colorful dragon pen appeared, all the ancient people in the field had a touch of respect on their faces.

"Colorful Emperor Pen... This ancient clan has not used it for thousands of years, and today, is it finally going to be taken out..."

Outside the field, looking at the dragon pen that shimmered with colorful luster, Bi Tianqi exhaled lightly and muttered.

The blood of the gods is present, and the colorful emperor writes it.

At this time, Xiao Chen's dark eyes were looking at a special area, which was the area where the people of the Soul Clan were located.

Looking at Xun'er in front of him, Elder Tongxuan respectfully held the colorful dragon pen in his hand, and his heart was full of excitement.

The Colorful Heavenly Emperor Pen, which has not been used by the ancient clan for thousands of years, is finally about to be opened.

Elder Tongxuan held the Colorful Heavenly Emperor pen tightly in his palm, but his eyes were looking at Xun'er.

"Kaoru!"

Looking at the excitement in Elder Tongxuan's eyes, Xun'er tapped her head lightly, and then closed her beautiful eyes.

Seeing this, Elder Tongxuan also took a deep breath, his face became solemn, and the fighting energy in his body surged out like an overwhelming surge, and a trace of ripples appeared in the space.

The next moment, Elder Tongxuan's palm holding the Colorful Heavenly Emperor's pen suddenly tightened, and as his arm danced, a series of mysterious trajectories quickly took shape under his palm.

And with the dancing of the colorful Heavenly Emperor pen in Elder Tongxuan's hand, the family patterns that presented colorful colors also appeared on Xun'er's smooth forehead one by one.

With the appearance of the colorful family pattern one by one, the expression on Elder Tongxuan's face became more and more solemn, and the palm holding the Colorful Heavenly Emperor pen trembled slightly from time to time, and the fighting spirit in his body was also flowing like a tide...

It is conceivable how huge the energy consumption of this colorful clan pattern is, you must know that Elder Tongxuan is a fighting saint!

When Elder Tongxuan's palm holding the Colorful Heavenly Emperor Pen stopped between Xun'er's forehead, the last stroke fell, and the Colorful Clan tattooed into...

In just ten minutes of painting, it made Elder Tongxuan, a Dou Shengqiang powerhouse, his face a little pale, and his forehead was densely covered with fine cold sweat, but Elder Tongxuan said with a smile:

"Kaoru, alright."

Hearing this, Xun'er's beautiful eyes slowly opened, and at the moment when her beautiful eyes opened, the colorful ethnic patterns on Xun'er's forehead suddenly burst out with a strong colorful light, and a special coercion spread.

"Poof..."

Under this burst of colorful light, there were many powerful ancient clansmen, who couldn't help the kind of coercion in the depths of their souls, and with a "poof" sound, they knelt down at Xun'er in the field with a fanatical face.

Xiao Chen's eyes glanced at the audience, and below the half-saints, they all knelt on the ground.

"Hehe, the colorful clan pattern, after a thousand years of my ancient clan, it finally reappeared..."

When the colorful light broke out, in the distance above the sky, there was also a faint sound of old laughter.

The old laughter, the laughter was so faint and fleeting that it would not have been perceptible if it weren't for the extraordinary ear, this voice had appeared.

When Xun'er walked out of the venue, attracting the attention of many people, when Xun'er sat next to Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen found that many envious looks appeared in the eyes of many people in the audience.

Xun'er's coming-of-age ceremony has ended, and Xiao Chen and his party naturally have no need to stay here.

So Xiao Chen, Xiao Yan, Xun'er, and Meng'er also left early.

But the coming-of-age rites of the other ancient people are still continuing, but with the Xun'er ceremony in the front, there is nothing to look forward to.

Looking at the figure of Xiao Chen and his party who disappeared from the field, and the soul cliff where the body was covered under the black robe, a cold glint appeared in his eyes, and he said in a dark voice:

"I didn't expect the ancient clan to actually produce a divine bloodline, in the future, it will be the great enemy of my soul clan, and, maybe, it will interfere with my soul clan's plans, it seems that I have to secretly find a chance to get rid of her, in that tomb, it seems to be an opportunity..."

...

The sunset is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk, and the night is finally coming, the silver moon hangs in the sky, and the stars are shining all over the sky.

On top of a mountain peak, next to the wooden house, three figures sit side by side, the evening breeze is breezy, indescribably comfortable.

Looking at the silver moon in the night sky with beautiful eyes, Xun'er's red lips opened lightly, and she said coquettishly:

"Brother Xiao Chen, the Heavenly Tomb will be opened in two days..."

"Isn't it just a matter of entering the "Heavenly Tomb"? ”

Looking at Xun'er, who was like the goddess of the moon under the bright moonlight, Xiao Chen waved his hand and smiled slightly, but a different color appeared in his eyes.

Seeing Xiao Chen, whose figure was gradually blurred, a trace of ripples appeared in Xun'er's beautiful eyes, and she turned her head and looked somewhere...

"Kaoru..."

After seeing Xiao Chen's figure disappear completely, Meng'er beside Xun'er turned his head and called softly.

The two beautiful women looked at each other, silent, but after a while, they both smiled slightly, and a smile fell into the city.