(Ask for recommendation votes, ask for collection!) The first to arrive is the people of the Zen clan. From a distance, it was a number of red and bright horses, full of red scales, with four ears, and hideous horns, like deer but not deer.

"Four-eared elk!"

In the village, some Qinglian clan people looked at it from afar, they were all shocked, this is a wild beast living in the area of Luming Mountain, although it does not eat qi and blood, but it is unruly, it is difficult to be controlled, but I didn't expect that today's Qiu Chan clan arrived, but captured such a mount.

Several four-eared elk with huge hooves, each step lightly across the land, leaving clear hoof prints, they are tall and powerful, full of red scales in the setting sun, as if cast in red gold, more and more brilliant and gorgeous.

"It turned out to be the elder of the Zen clan and several virtuous nephews, and the Qinglian clan had been waiting for a long time. ”

At the entrance of the village, the great elder said loudly, but there was a touch of solemnity in the depths of his pupils, the elders of a clan are the strongest in addition to the patriarch many times, this elder of the Qiu Chan clan was a strong man who was close to the fifth step of the Divine Fire Realm a few years ago, and now goodbye, his aura is becoming more and more restrained, and it is obvious that his cultivation is not shallow.

"Zen stone, Zen wood!"

Behind several Qinglian clan elders, Qingwu let out a low voice, that day, it was these two young men of the Qiu Chan clan who competed with them for deer blood rice, almost injuring them all, and almost making them return empty-handed.

But soon, Qingwu ignored these two teenagers, and even a few teenagers and girls, who were also ignored by him, after opening up the three points where the heart was located, he was energetic and sharp, and soon sensed the extraordinaryness of a person, which can even be said to be terrifying.

This was an ordinary-looking teenager, and unlike the other teenagers who shared a four-eared elk, he sat alone on the back of the elk, following the Elder of the Zen Clan.

Zen Mountain!

Almost at the same time, Qingwu and several other teenagers looked at each other, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, although they had never seen this Zen Mountain with their own eyes, but in recent years, they have often heard that the leaders of the younger generation of other major clans have been silently remembered by them.

This is a young man who has been favored by the Holy Emperor, not only the favor of the Green Emperor, it is rumored that there is also an image of the White Emperor in the Qiu Chan clan, and this Zen Mountain has also been favored by the White Emperor.

Got the holy favor of the two emperors of the Eastern Wilderness and the Western Wilderness, and there is no one in the entire Luming tribe, maybe he has not received the heavenly rain to wash the muscles and marrow, but it is enough to show that it is extraordinary.

The whole body is full of flaws!

Qingwu's eyes were condensed, although his swordsmanship was bad, but some eyesight was still there, at this time Chan Shan was sitting on the back of the four-eared elk, although his whole body was flawed, but if it was him who made a move, he would definitely be difficult to decide, and he didn't know where to start.

The strongest of the younger generation of a clan, so many flaws, itself is the biggest flaw.

In the face of the greeting of the Great Elder, on the back of the four-eared elk not far away, no one responded, and the Great Elder did not care, but the few teenagers behind him mostly clenched their fists, in front of their Qinglian Clan's village, this was clearly a kind of contempt, and they were not taken into account.

It wasn't until ten breaths later that a few four-eared elk came to the front, and the first four-eared elk was on the back, and the elder of the Zen clan said lightly: "Before the ghost night, the noble saints rushed to the sky, and the sky rained down, I don't know which junior genius, I ask the Zen clan to have admiration, and today I came to ask for advice or two, and it also opened the eyes of several juniors in the clan." ”

Even if he opened his mouth, the elder of the Qi Zen clan did not mean to stop at all, his tone was stiff and quite indifferent.

However, the Great Elders could also understand that anyone who watched the two medium-sized deer blood rice plants slip away from their hands would not have a good face.

And what their Qinglian Clan needs to face today is not just the Qiu Chan Clan, this is just the beginning, if it is not necessary, as long as it is not too much, the Great Elders have already decided that if they can open one eye, they will close one eye.

Faced with the inquiry of the Elder of the Zen Clan, the Great Elder pondered for a moment and decided to choose something to tell the truth, there are some things that cannot be hidden.

After half a stick of incense.

The elder of the Qiu Chan clan turned over, his indifferent eyes showed a little shock, and the old patriarch of the Qinglian clan was exhausted and died in battle!

For the top ten clans, and even in the entire territory of the Luming tribe, it is definitely a big news, although the old patriarch of the Qinglian clan did not ignite the natal divine fire in the past, but he also entered the fifth step of the divine fire realm, looking at the entire Luming tribe, it is a rare existence, even if such a strong person is old and his blood is withered, but if he wants to die in battle, it will definitely not be so easy, what kind of harsh duel he should face.

Compared with this news, what shocked the Elder of the Qiu Chan Clan the most was that in the territory of the Luming Tribe, among the ghost clans that stirred up the ghost night, there was actually one who was about to evolve into a ghost general.

"Is the news true?"

This middle-aged man dressed in coarse linen clothes and with two ring scars on his head said solemnly.

"It's true!"

The Great Elder said in a deep voice, "Our clan has sent people to the tribal mountain city to invite the adults in the tribe who have ignited the natal divine fire to come, hoping to find this ghost and kill it all." ”

Got a positive answer, the elder of the Zen clan was in a fluctuating mood, and the young man of the Qinglian clan who got the holy favor and the heavenly rain was also captured and left by the ghost clan, and was about to become the nutrient for the promotion of the ghost general, he felt sorry, but also a little lucky, such a young man grew up, perhaps stronger than the Zen Mountain he asked for the Zen clan, and there was even hope that in the future there would be hope to penetrate the inner and outer worlds, understand the Dao, condense the Yin God, and become a strong person on the famous side.

In fact, in the territory of the Luming tribe, there is no harmony between the ten major clans, the desolation is more dangerous, the Luming Mountain is all directions, there are not many safe areas that have been explored, the grass and trees are abundant, and the food is scarce, only the most powerful clans can occupy the most abundant area and obtain the most prey and treasures.

Wait a minute!

Although the Qinglian clan is not as profound as their Qiu Chan clan, it has also spent more than six hundred years, although in the invasion of many foreign races, it may not be able to leave much incense power, but in the face of a ghost clan who has not yet been promoted to a ghost general, it may not be without the power of a battle, as far as he knows, the Qinglian clan has a red flame divine sword in the past, which is an extremely sharp and strong divine fire soldier.

"Great Elder, I heard that the noble ancestor once passed down a Red Flame Divine Sword?"

With a thought in his mind, the elder of the Zen clan suddenly spoke.

Well?

The Great Elder's heart shook slightly, and he suddenly had a hint of foreboding, and nodded: "Yes, there is indeed such a sword, it is a divine fire soldier passed down from the ancestors, and it has been for more than four hundred years. ”

"If you really have this sword, if you have time, you have to see a thing or two of Zen movement, and I hope that the great elder will not hesitate to see it at that time. ”

Elder Qiu Chan opened his mouth with a smile on his face, but the next moment, his words suddenly changed and said, "Since you have come to your land, you should enter the temple to burn incense and pray to show respect, I don't know what the Great Elder wants." ”

What the!

At this moment, not only the Great Elder, but also the Qinglian Clan Elders such as the Seventh Uncle were all shocked in their hearts, could it be that this person had already seen the clues, if this was the case, it would be difficult to be good, a clan village that had lost its holy favor was definitely more tempting than ten high-grade deer blood rice for other clans.

At this time, the Great Elder frowned, but quickly stretched out his eyebrows, and said apologetically: "Unfortunately today, the Holy Temple of our clan was collided by the ghost night and is being repaired, but it is inconvenient to welcome the elder inside, and I also look at Haihan. ”

Quietly, the spiritual will released was withdrawn, and after feeling it for a long time, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the elder of the Chan clan, and he waved his hand and said: "Since this is the case, it is inconvenient to force Zen, but since I have come, please ask the great elder to give me advice, let me ask the juniors of the Chan clan to see the profound and mysterious swordsmanship of the noble Qinglian." ”

Is it finally here?

The seventh uncle and several other Qinglian clan elders glanced at each other, as an elder who passed on the skills, he was responsible for passing on the art and skills, and the seventh uncle immediately looked up at the great elder.

The Great Elder was silent for a moment, then finally took a deep breath and bowed his head in approval.

The old man who knew the destiny of heaven then stroked his gray beard, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be deeper, in recent days, he had silently endured the deepest pain in the world, the dead old patriarch was his old father, from the moment the old patriarch stopped breathing, he felt for the first time that his shoulders would be so heavy.

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