"Descendants of the Wu Clan"

Hearing these four words, countless images flashed through Lin Feng's mind. Regarding the legends of the Wu Clan, Lin Feng had seen a lot in ancient books. And the god of the Wu clan, Chi You, fought the heavens with a sword and rebelled.

"I'm curious why a sword that shouldn't belong to you is in your hands."

The bloody mist, wrapped in a blood mist, had completely turned into a skull, and it floated in front of Lin Feng's eyes, and countless blue lights with murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"My master asked me to match this sword, so this sword is in my hand."

Facing the overwhelming killing intent, Lin Feng's heart trembled, in front of him, endless blood-colored smoke fluttered, so far, Lin Feng still didn't know what this skull was.

But it knows so many things! Those things, even in ancient books, Lin Feng had never seen them. For example, the descendants of the Wu clan!

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the god of the Wu clan was defeated at the hands of Emperor Xuanyuan. No one is an absolute saint, not even Emperor Xuanyuan.

Subsequently, Emperor Xuanyuan sent a large army to annihilate the Wu Clan, in order to make the Wu Clan no longer inherited.

"Your master? Who is it? ”

In the hollow eye groove of the skull, countless private puzzles of essence light were scattered, and he asked.

"Heavenly Sword!"

Lin Feng replied in a deep voice.

"I don't know. Could it be that he is a monk in the realm of true immortals? ”

The skull moved, looming in the air, as if what was in front of Lin Feng's eyes was not its body, but just an incarnation of its body.

"It's not." Lin Feng replied categorically.

Lin Feng really didn't know what the True Immortal Realm was, but Lin Feng was very sure that the monks who had reached the True Immortal Realm might no longer be there in the existing world.

"How many years is it now?"

The skull pondered for a moment and asked.

"Three hundred and thirty thousand years ago, it was the three thousand three hundred and thirty-third years of Xuanyuan, that is, the last year of Xuanyuan. It is now the six hundred and sixty-sixth year of Dayan. ”

Lin Feng spoke, every word was loud and sonorous, but no one knew Lin Feng's mood at this time.

Xuanyuan year, what a distant era it must be! That was a dynasty 330,000 years ago. If it weren't for the fact that Emperor Xuanyuan was too legendary, who would be able to remember how many years the Xuanyuan Year had passed so clearly!

Some people say that Emperor Xuanyuan has ascended! Therefore, the Xuanyuan Dynasty was moving towards extinction step by step, and some people say that when the Xuanyuan Emperor ascended, he was destroyed by the sky, and finally fell into dust and disappeared between heaven and earth.

All this, no one knows, and the battle between Emperor Xuanyuan and the witch god Chiyou has become a mystery! A mystery that never has an answer.

"Who are you?"

What a simple question, a question of just three words. But when Lin Feng asked this question, he felt that maybe this was really not a question that could be explained clearly in a short period of time.

"I seem to be the Yan Emperor!"

The skull pondered for a while, then responded to Lin Feng and said, "No, I am the Yan Emperor!" ”

"Emperor Yan?"

Lin Feng laughed a few times, Emperor Yan, a mythical monk.

Emperor Yan and Emperor Xuanyuan are like brothers, when he fought with the witch god Chi You, if it wasn't for Emperor Xuanyuan getting the help of Emperor Yan, how could Emperor Xuanyuan easily defeat Chi You and win the world!

Now, Lin Feng chuckled a few times, and his smile was full of deep meaning.

A very simple smile already showed that Lin Feng didn't believe that the fierce and brutal skull in front of him would be the Yan Emperor who helped Emperor Xuanyuan defeat Chiyou.

Moreover, Emperor Yan's strength can be said to be at the peak of that era, who can kill Emperor Yan here? Therefore, Lin Feng didn't believe that the skull was the Yan Emperor at all.

"Don't you believe it?" Skull asked.

The skull stared at Lin Feng, and then moved around Lin Feng, leaving a very strong smell of blood in every air it walked through.

"Do you think I'll believe it!"

Lin Feng held the Heavenly Fire Sword tightly in his hand, his eyes were slightly stunned, and he responded with a smile.

"In the first year of Xuanyuan, Emperor Xuanyuan married Ji."

The skull didn't argue with Lin Feng, but turned the topic to the past, it stopped in front of Lin Feng and said calmly.

"I know that, too."

Regarding when Emperor Xuanyuan married a wife, there are still some records in ancient books, so Lin Feng is not surprised, the skull in front of him can tell about it.

"In the seventh year of Xuanyuan, Emperor Xuanyuan has a son!"

Every word of the skull is pronounced very clearly, and everything it says now is recorded in ancient books. Lin Feng has more or less seen it in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

"I know that, too."

Lin Feng shook the sword in his hand again, held the Heavenly Fire Sword very tightly, and responded.

"Ten years of Xuanyuan, Emperor Xuanyuan pacified the rebellion of the Miao people in Western Xinjiang."

"I still know that."

******

"Can't you just say something that isn't written in the book?"

"In the fifteenth year of Xuanyuan, Emperor Xuanyuan and Emperor Yan had different opinions, and in the next three years, Emperor Xuanyuan continued to suppress Emperor Yan and exploited all the power that fell into the hands of Emperor Yan, and in the twentieth year of Xuanyuan, Emperor Yan died a tragic death."

"At the end of the twentieth year of Xuanyuan, Emperor Xuanyuan killed the descendants of Emperor Yan with blood, and wiped out the Shennong family!"

"The battle between Emperor Xuanyuan and the witch god Chiyou was originally a battle between Emperor Yan and Chiyou, but after Emperor Yan was defeated, Emperor Xuanyuan ambushed the witch god Chiyou on the road and completely defeated Chiyou. In that battle, the witch god Chiyou was not killed. After the defeat, Chiyou fled, and Emperor Xuanyuan and Emperor Yan led people to slaughter the people of the Wu clan. ”

"In the next ten years, that is, the thirtieth year of Xuanyuan, my undead spirit floated in the Great Wilderness, and I witnessed the fragmentation of the Great Wilderness, and also witnessed the formation of the Four Great Wastelands. But in the same year that the Four Great Wastelands were formed, a teenager approached me. ”

"Teenager?"

Lin Feng hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is that person a monk from the True Immortal Realm?" ”

"Yes!"

The skull said all this calmly, it looked at Lin Feng, and said, "He said that he was a True Immortal Realm monk in the Ancient Flood Desolation, and he was also the only True Immortal Realm monk who survived in that era. ”

Hearing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but tremble violently in his heart, that young man might be the master of the Bronze Palace!

"I believe you are the Emperor of Yan. But what does this have to do with whether I am a descendant of the Wu Clan? ”

Lin Feng completely believed that in front of his eyes, this extremely fierce skull was the Yan Emperor.

"Of course it does."

"The boy once said that I slaughtered the people of the Wu Clan, and I was sealed here, and there is a cycle of cause and effect between each other. If you want to unlock the seal of my body, only the Wu clan can do it, and between the two is the reincarnation of destiny. "The skull is very excited, it has been hundreds of thousands of years, and his body has been bound here by the Great Wilderness for more than 300,000 years!

"But how can you be sure that I must be from the Wu Clan?"