"The 66th Young Emperor...... Night Dress ......"

"Brother Qiyu and Brother Mochou...... Can't beat her even if you add it together? ”

The Tianjiang Mansion was quiet, and the naked maids all knelt on the ground, and all those with tails were clamped, not daring to move.

There is a cold air on the back of every Night Clan person, and even the heart is cold.

"Roar!!"

The night jade that was knocked to the ground rose to the sky again.

He seemed to have been descended by an evil ghost, his eyes were split, his red hair danced wildly, his blue pupils locked on the sky, and his words and deeds were inexhaustibly crazy.

"Yamila Sora! Hello Kusa la la ha! ”

Sitting cross-legged in the air, the golden hoop rakshasa squirmed, and the golden hoop above his head bloomed with strange beams of light.

"Whoosh!"

With a slight sound of breaking the air, the ghostly shaving rakshasa that shuttled between heaven and earth appeared behind the black phoenix bird again, and the short blade in his hand pierced its lower abdomen.

"Pipa!"

A phoenix roared, like a piano and pipa playing at the same time.

With this silent and ethereal long whistle, one after another circle of incomparable winds swayed under the curtain shrouded in darkness.

The sound of the incantation stopped abruptly, and the strange beam of light only fixed the black phoenix bird for a quarter of a second, and then it was shattered and destroyed, leaving no trace.

"Bang!!"

The phoenix flicked its tail, and the pitch-black feathers whipped at the waist of the shaving rakshasa, and the shaving rakshasa screamed miserably, and was forced to escape into the wind, hiding once again.

"Endless?"

Standing on the back of the black phoenix bird, Ye Ni Yi glanced coldly, and two more marks lit up.

The contract spirit that appeared first on the stage turned out to be a giant with a body length of 100 meters.

It was a dragon tortoise, resembling a turtle, but with a powerful dragon bloodline.

It is strong and vigorous, powerful and majestic.

A thorny dragon armor, as heavy as a mountain.

A pair of golden-scaled dragon pupils, as bright as stars.

Two pairs of silver-white dragon claws, as sharp as a blade.

In addition, it is pitch black, as if it has come out of an ink pool, mixed with the rippling water, and the life magnetic field is deep and ancient.

"Black Dragon Tortoise ......"

"The black phoenix bird that has a slight blood relationship with the Phoenix clan is already exaggerated enough......"

"She even signed a contract with the Black Dragon Turtle, this is to give full play to the dark attribute to the extreme......"

The night flashes and sighs, and the tongue can't be lowered.

As the "Captain of the Night", he is also a leader in the dark realm.

But after all, he can't compare with the S-class authority, let alone compete with the "Angel of the Eternal Night" who rules the darkness.

"Knock !!"

The Black Dragon Turtle let out an earth-shattering dragon groan, and then freefell from mid-air.

It didn't put any skills, and just by virtue of its own weight, it smashed the golden bell screen that the ancient bell rakshasa had stretched out, and smashed it into pieces and completely disintegrated.

"Tata Tower...... Tata Tower......"

Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound in my ears, as if thousands of troops and horses were galloping wildly.

The source of the sound, a majestic man with a trigeminous halberd, kicking hooves and feet, is arrogant.

The horse underneath him had hard hooves like four large iron ingots.

The muscles of the limbs were covered with layers of thick black bone armor.

The man on his body, with a ghost head embedded in his chest, grinned.

The triangular skull has only one round eye, which occupies two-thirds of the face, and is as dark as a hole in the abyss.

"Da !!"

Separated by a distance of thousands of meters, the people and horses stepped down heavily, and the ancient bell Rakshasa actually spurted a mouthful of blood, which was hit hard in an instant.

"Come on, it's not interesting."

Ye Mochou stopped, and the desire to fight, which was still burning a second ago, was extinguished in an instant.

"Every one of her contract spirits is heaven and earth consummation, I can't beat it, and you can't beat it."

"How about not trying?"

Ye Qiyu roared, and her eight eyes cracked, as if she wanted to further urge her power.

With a crisp bang, the black phoenix bird that swooped down pressed Ye Qiyu, pushed him backwards for thousands of meters, and directly pushed him back to the ground.

"Click—"

With the violent impact, the defensive formation in Tianjiang Mansion was fully activated.

The aftermath was contained, and Ye Qiyu, who was in the center of the spider web crack, was bleeding from her seven orifices, and her limbs were twisted in an unnatural way.

However, after only a few seconds, he got up like a nobody, his eyes widening with rage, and his fierce light continued unabated.

"What? Still want to fight with me? ”

Night Neon retracted the "Black Dragon Turtle" and "Black Hole Centaur" and flew off the back of the Black Phoenix Bird.

When the Linglong treasure shoes stepped on the ground splashed with blood, the actual distance between everyone and her was less than 100 meters, and the crystal clear colorful skirt was really suffocating.

"Phew......"

Ye Qiyu spat out the blood in her throat, and the six extra eyes that had been opened slowly closed.

"It seems...... The Tomb of Shura won't be boring. ”

"Ye Clan, the 70th generation of the Young Emperor Ye Qiyu, I have seen my clan brother and sister."

"The 70th generation?"

Ye Mochou withdrew the three-headed contract spirit, and his pupils, which were full of destruction, returned to normal.

"I'm the 68th generation, so the three of us are separated by one person?"

"The family will not allow all the young emperors to seal themselves for the sake of the tomb of Shura."

Night Neon paced in front of the Black Phoenix Bird, brushing away the feathers, and a fist-sized bloody wound was clearly visible.

She seemed to have a momentary look of surprise, and glanced sideways at Ye Qiyu.

As if in response to her gaze, Ye Qiyu grinned, and the clenched palm was released, and a few pieces of blood-stained phoenix feathers fell to the ground silently.

"The 67th and 69th generations of young emperors, have they ever died?"

Ye Nishang tilted her head back, put her fingertips on the wound of the black phoenix bird, and then put it in her mouth, sipping her fingers and savoring it.

When she held her finger out again, she asked, her voice cold.

"The 67th generation, after growing up to the 7th rank, fought on the battlefield of the alien race, and was killed by the most holy fetus who did not want to die."

"The 69th generation, I am a thousand years older, I don't know where to go to the secret realm two hundred years ago, there is no news so far, and there is no sign of returning when the bell rings near the epoch......

Ye Qiyu wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, and under the service of the beast girl, she changed into a clean robe.

He just replied casually, Ye Mochou raised his eyebrows, and said:

"If I'm not mistaken, the 65th Young Emperor was also born in the First Era of the New Era......"

"There are a total of six young emperors in this era? There is one more person than in the previous era, and the elders of the clan must be pleased. ”

"Originally, there would have been a seventh young emperor, but it's a pity that someone gave up."

Ye Qiyu glanced at Ye Hanjun, there was no sadness or joy, and there was no negative emotion.

But the night is not chou and the night is beautiful, how extraordinary the perception is.

They reversed their attention in an instant, and their gaze swept down to Ye Hanjun's body, like two primordial giant beasts, with a persecutive light refracted in their pitch-black pupils.

"What do you mean?"

Ye Mochou exuded a wisp of majesty and asked in a deep voice.

"The mess he left behind, let him fix it himself."

Ye Qiyu swallowed a pill, not interested in taking care of it.

At this moment, it's not just the two young emperors.

Those who had just woken up from the seal, whether shocked or suspicious, were also engrossed in waiting for answers.

The young emperor is not only strong, everyone is a treasure of the family, and he will bet with all his might.

If there's a chance to climb to that position, who wouldn't give it their all?

If he has climbed to this position, how can he be stripped of the title of young emperor and be humiliated on his knees?

"Nothing."

Ye Hanjun said calmly:

"When I was six years old, I was sucked into the ancestral land."

"When I came out, I gathered a drop of divine blood in my palm, and I gave it to my blood relatives to make up for her congenital deficiencies."

“？”

Ye Mochou's eyes widened slightly, and the breath of destruction gushed out, approaching step by step:

"I didn't expect such a big thing to happen in the years when the emperor was sleeping......"

"Following the worry-free ancestor, the wind ancestor, and the Shitian ancestor, some people have stepped into the ancestral land......"

"But you voluntarily gave up this opportunity and did not accept the inheritance of the ancestors?"

"The Emperor really can't imagine it...... What kind of brain circuits can do such brain-dead things......"

A raging storm surrounded in all directions.

Ye Hanjun seemed to be being targeted by the most terrifying hunter, his eyebrows tingled, and his limbs trembled faintly.

"Huh!"

The colorful light streak jumped forward, and in an instant, Ye Nishang stood in front of Ye Hanjun, raising her head slightly, and the distance between her eyes and his chin was less than three inches.

When fighting with Ye Qiyu and Ye Mochou, she has always had a casual attitude at her fingertips.

At this moment, she frowned, and there was a murderous light in her pupils.

"Tear up!"

With a flick of his sleeves, the night firefly three meters away, the shirt on his right arm was torn.

The arm, which was as white as a lotus root, turned dark black in an instant.

Soon, a drop of extremely bright blood beads squeezed out, and the night firefly's face suddenly turned pale, and his spirit quickly withered.

"Let Me Taste Your Blood......"

Ye Nishang muttered to herself, and her green jade fingers were already stretched out.

She picked up the drop of blood, stuffed it into her red lips, and closed her eyes to savor it.

At that time, Ye Mo was frozen in place, and on his cold face, anger was precipitated from time to time.

A little farther away, Ye Xi'en, Ye Spring, Ye Aobai, Ye Si Si ...... Thousands of years ago, the people of the Night Clan, no matter what they thought in their hearts, all held their breath and waited patiently for the judgment of the Young Emperor.

"No...... right"

"Although it flows with the blood of the Night Angel, it is of the same origin as me......"

"But your blood is too ordinary, and there is no imaginary divine ......"

Ye Nishang opened her eyes, and the six wings on her back suddenly stirred, and her breath was disordered for a moment.

She pointed out her left hand, and lightning hit the center of Ye Hanjun's eyebrows, and a bewitching black flower slowly bloomed.

"Poof!"

After a burst of itching, an endless feeling of weakness gushed out, and a drop of more vivid blood was suspended in the center of Ye Hanjun's eyebrows.

Ye Nishang stretched out her hand, as if picking the stamens of a flower, and carefully put it into her mouth.

"Your blood...... Slightly special. ”

"But how special is it...... How can you compare to your father? ”

"Forget it."

Ye Qiyu waved his hand and interrupted coldly:

"Your method of identification is comparable to that of the saints of the clan?"

"The blood of the ancestor must have been absorbed by the night flow firefly, she was born with a sick seedling, and she didn't see any effect after taking all kinds of big medicines, no accident, there is a high probability that she will become a mortal in this life, and she won't live for too long."

"With the help of ancestral blood, she can heal her innate deficiencies, and then passively awaken her powers, which is already a miracle."

"As for the Night Hanjun...... No one cares about ancestral blood anymore. ”

"He is a double authority, and he wants to ascend to the seventh rank, and there is a barrier that no one has ever crossed before him, erected in front of him......"

"That's not right!"

Ye Nishang grabbed Ye Hanjun with one hand and Ye Liuxue with the other, and carefully sensed it for a long time, and her brows furrowed even tighter:

"That's the blood of the ancestors......"

"In the twelve epochs, only four people have been chosen......"

"It not only corresponds to the "inheritance of the young emperor", but also the special meaning given behind it, even if you go through the tomb of Shura, you may not be able to find a more perfect opportunity than this......

"A mere night angel is still passively awakened, if this can explain the invincible power of the ancestor, how can the family flourish for 120,000 years and always stand?"

Most of the killing intent was dispersed, and even the anger that emerged was suddenly extinguished.

She grabbed Ye Hanjun's arm, her fingers groped his body inch by inch, and asked in a murmuring voice:

"Yehan-kun, let me ask you, are you in the ancestral land...... What did you encounter? ”

"Is it really ancestral blood that was given to Nightflowing Fireflies, and not something else?"

A similar question has been asked by a saint before.

Ye Hanjun shook his head, as if returning to that day, and replied repeatedly:

"When you enter the ancestral land, it is impossible to keep the memory, this is what my father personally mentioned."

"And I gave that drop of blood to the Nightfly, not only out of selfishness, but also for a considerable part of spiritual guidance."

"Subconsciously, I seem to think that this drop of blood is not suitable for me, and instead of absorbing and wasting, it is better to cure the congenital defects of blood relatives."

"It can't be!"

Night Ni Dress is categorical:

"As long as that drop of blood is the blood of the ancestor of genuine value, all the people of the Night Clan will fit perfectly, how can there be a 'waste'!"

"On that day, the saint of the clan said the same."

Ye Hanjun sighed, showing a hint of helplessness on his face:

"Since you don't believe me, no amount of explanation in words will pale in the face."

Ye Nishang breathed a sigh, her chest rose and fell slightly, as if there was a breath of depression condensed in her heart.

After a long time, the chaotic air flow calmed down, and she let go of the two of them and walked towards the outside of Tianjiang Mansion step by step.

"I'll see you here tomorrow afternoon."

"And all the rest, time is running out, for the continuation of the family, you must do everything you can to squeeze the opportunity in the tomb of Shura at any cost, and then leave there alive."

Ye Nishang stepped out of Tianjiang Mansion in one step, and the final transmission became more and more blurred:

"From tomorrow onwards, I will be your instructor."

"Enjoy the last half-day of vacation, starting tomorrow, I'm going to make each of you worse than dead."

……

"Don't worry about the lonely and widowed road ahead, don't worry about the lonely and widowed road ahead......"

"The emperor really didn't expect that one day, the situation would be so unbearable."

Ye Mochou also returned to normal, his deep gaze flickered over Ye Hanjun and Ye Liu, and finally turned to Ye Qiyu:

"Five thousand years have passed, and the emperor's Chou Yun Mansion is in tatters, and it is difficult to see."

"Your Tianjiang Mansion is good, the environment is quiet, the maid is graceful, I want to live here, can you?"

"Xueshao, arrange a single-family suite for him."

Ye Qiyu held her hands behind her back and commanded towards the Ice and Snow Dragon Maiden.

The latter bowed and led Ye Mochou to disappear in front of everyone.

"The rest of the people, want to live here, feel free."

Ye Qiyu didn't care about the right to use the mansion at all, and even took the initiative to add a fire to it:

"Starting tomorrow, dismiss the useless maids, and invite a few more great elders of the medical department to come and station."

"I have training equipment, combat rings, and basic supplies here."

"For the last six years, this is a communal training facility, and everyone, including me, should have no distractions and only move forward in one direction."

"Yes."

Night Kai, Night Yuanqing, Night Autumn Fruit, Night Hanlian...... Those who are not young kings respond respectfully.

Night Spring, Night Flash, Night Dan, Night Yunruo...... There are also young kings such as Ye Xien and Ye Quan, who also agreed to come down and are mentally prepared.

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

At the end of the steps, an old man in a black robe sat on the ground, coughing, and with trembling hands, he took out a medicine bottle, crushed the medicine and applied it to his forehead.

He was obviously standing extremely far away, and the aftermath of the fierce battle between the three young emperors should not have touched his position.

But I don't know if it was too bad luck or something else, when the white bird demon was knocked down, one of the teeth shattered, and the scattered fragments flew out very far, and the old man couldn't dodge, and was actually hit by the fragments, leaving a large bloody smash.

"Hotaru, do you recognize that person?"

Ye Hanjun has always been observing the newly arrived clansmen, those clansmen who have been sealed for a long time, at this time, they also gathered together in twos and threes, and from time to time there were eyes looking back, looking at his face, full of subtle expressions such as surprise, grotesqueness, and confusion, and whispering never stopped.

"I remember he came with Nightshade, one of the five."

Nightstream Hotaru hugged the Demon Heart Chrysanthemum, used the blood of the medicine beast to condition her weak body, and replied thoughtfully.

"I saw it too."

Ye Hanjun nodded slightly:

"But have you noticed that the other three seem to be reluctant to get close to him, deliberately keeping a distance."

"It's kind of weird."

Nightstream Hotaru frowned, "Although it is said that the tomb of Shura, as long as it is a sixth-rank clansman, you can enter it. ”

"At that time, there will inevitably be old and frail family elders, because they are stuck in the 6th rank and cannot break through, they will enter the tomb with the consciousness of death, and take risks to find the last opportunity."

"It's only the 6th rank, unless the blood relationship is bound to some big people, so as to enjoy more special rights."

"Otherwise, when you get older, it is impossible to get the quota of the seal, and those who are normally sealed are all people who are still active and in the prime of life, so that they can resist the erosion of the long years, instead of being sealed and sealed, and they have fallen in their sleep......"

"You're talking about 'Night Hide'?"

The other three clansmen who had visited with Ye Nishang walked slowly, and the person on the right took the initiative to show goodwill:

"He looks old and feels old, but in fact he is only a hundred years old, which is quite young."

"But little brother Hanjun doesn't need to pay too much attention to him, it's best to stay away from him."

"Why is that?" Ye Hanjun asked rhetorically.

"His authority is so strange that people who are in contact with him can easily become unlucky."

"There is more than one clansman, and he teamed up with him to try, and finally died in Huangquan."

"Let's just say just now, let's just stand by, he stands farther away than us, and this can be beaten."

"If the teeth are sharpened a little more, his head will be pierced, and there will be no chance of survival." (End of chapter)