"Untie the clan of the inheritance light group, automatically inherit the position of the patriarch of my Taranaga clan, and bear the hatred of my clan and the glory of re-emergence. ”

In the Yuan Shen, the moment the pale golden light cluster shattered, a deep voice sounded in Xiao Chen's Yuan Shen.

And at the moment when the voice fell, there were countless pictures, which poured into Xiao Chen's primordial spirit in an instant, as if bringing him into the picture, personally experiencing a conspiracy and betrayal, struggle and survival, escape and survival that happened a long time ago.

...

There are hundreds of countries in the vast worlds, and the perennial wars are endless, and the war has caused hundreds of millions of living beings to be in calamity.

However, in the troubled times, the strong rise.

The Yan clan of the wealthy family began to lay out when the world was in turmoil, secretly dismissed the bloodline children, went incognito, and went deep into various countries.

And in a certain year, a family escaped the war moved from the Great Song Kingdom.

...

"Take root in the Song Kingdom, try your best to cultivate and develop your own strength, wait for the order from Zhongyan, respond to the uprising, and seize a large territory for my Yan clan in one fell swoop!" The middle-aged monk stood with his hands in his hands, his face calm.

"Patriarch, the three main veins of my Yan clan were originally rotated to hold the power of the family, but now that the rotation period is approaching, the Zhongyan clan will send us to the Song Kingdom, I am afraid that there is a suspicion of monopolizing power. A monk below stepped forward, his face angry.

The patriarch frowned slightly, waved his hand, signaled that the clansmen didn't need to say anything, and slowly spoke, "My Yan clan is looking for an opportunity in troubled times, and now that it is time for the family to rise, we must not cause civil strife and ruin the family's plans." There is no need to say more about this matter in the future. ”

"In the future, I changed my name to the Doro Naga clan in the Zuoyan lineage. ”

...

"Zhongyan has already issued an order, and my Song State is ready to start, and cooperate with the Seventeen Kingdoms to start an incident together, and take Song, Lu, Yuan, Cheng and other countries! My Yan Clan's line has been prepared so far, and success is at the moment!" the patriarch slowly spoke, his eyes shining with bright brilliance, "Pass the order, gather the children of the clan to go to the clan department, and arrange the appointment in a unified manner, and no one shall be absent." ”

"Yes, Patriarch. The next monk spoke respectfully, hesitated slightly, and said, "Guangyu has left for Lu Guo a few days ago, do you want to recall him as well?"

"The situation is tense, any wind and grass may attract the suspicion of Song Guo, Guangyu is afraid that it will attract people's attention, be careful not to summon him back. ”

"Yes. ”

The patriarch watched the clan monk retreat, raised his head slightly, and frowned slightly. For some reason, he felt a faint uneasiness in his heart, but when he felt it carefully, he didn't know where it came from.

After half a ring, he had to shake his head slightly and suppress this thought.

Now that the arrow is on the line, it has to be sent!

...

The endless Great Song Iron Cavalry and the Divine Bow Battalion surrounded the clan tribe without any pause, and without even giving them any chance to open their mouths to defend themselves, a bloody massacre broke out directly.

The Divine Bow Battalion raised its arrows and pulled its bow like a full moon, and when it let go, the bowstring vibrated and hummed, turning into a wave of ups and downs.

Hundreds of millions of arrows pierced the sky, emitting an astonishing aura and a sharp breath that wanted to tear the heavens and the earth.

The hidden defensive formation in the courtyard mansion had long been operational, but in the face of the bombardment of the legion's forces, with a little support, it was on the verge of collapse.

The patriarch was at the top, sensing the overwhelming aura of the outside world, his face was slightly pale, and his eyes were dull and slightly distracted.

"Patriarch, we have been betrayed!"

Your Highness, there was an angry roar from the clansmen.

His face grew paler, but his eyes gradually returned to clarity, burning with a light that made it impossible to look directly.

"The formation can't last long, gather the clansmen and break through with me. ”

"But no matter who survives, they must bring today's events into the family council, and make the experience of my Zuo Yan lineage public, so that the sanctimonious person will be ruined, and they are no longer qualified to take charge of the Yan clan. ”

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

...

A famous clan fell under the hooves of the Great Song Iron Horse, the sky was overcast, and it rained heavily, and the blood on the ground was mixed with the rain, turning into a terrifying blood, like a sea of blood, endless.

Only the last thousand or so of the Doranaga lineage remained, and all the rest had died. But besieged by the Song army, what awaited them was also the end of death.

The patriarch looked miserable, turned his head to look at an old man in black behind him, and the two of them exploded at the same time in a miserable laugh, obliterating all the surrounding Great Song Iron Cavalry, tearing the space, revealing a dark passage that led to nowhere.

"Zuo Yan's lineage has fallen to the point it is today, I am unwilling! In the future, if there is a chance to return to the Great Thousand Realms, all the children of my lineage must remember everything today!"

In the next moment, the remaining nearly a thousand Doranaga monks were sucked into the dark passage and disappeared.

...

The space collapsed, and nearly a hundred figures fell, all ragged and pale.

During their long journey through space, they have suffered many disasters, and when they arrive here, there is no one in ten.

Fortunately, they survived, and the bloodline of the clan was preserved.

But they soon discover that things are not as rosy as they had imagined. The thin spiritual power of the mayfly realm was simply not enough to recover their injuries, and the wounds that were not fatal in the first place became more and more serious with the passage of time.

After careful deliberation, they made a plan to preserve the blood of the group.

Dozens of Doranaga monks joined forces to set up a large array, dividing the Hanhai Continent in the mouth of the Mayfly Realm monks where they were, and cutting off all contact with the outside world to prevent the arrival of the pursuit.

The eleven monks left before this, and they shouldered the mission of leaving descendants for the reproduction of the clan in the outside world, and each of them kept their names incognito, taking their own surnames: Huangji, Su Mu, Xiao, Mo, Yun, Shang, Ji, Lu, Wei, Xie, and Fan, and integrated into the Xiuzhen realm to preserve the blood of the clan to be passed on to the world.

...

The change in his mind gradually dissipated, and a voice sounded again, "The descendants of my clan, please don't forget everything that was a long time ago. ”

The sound slowly dissipated, and finally fell silent, and there was no more sound.

Xiao Chen's eyes slowly opened, and a faint sadness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The picture in circulation revealed a battle in ancient times for him, and it also allowed him to truly determine his origin.

Because, he is simply a disciple of Zuo Yan's lineage, otherwise he would not be able to fuse the bloodline of the Ji family, and it would be impossible for him to successfully inherit the lineage left by Zuo Yan (Doro Naga) in the bloodline.

The eleventh monk left, and the monk surnamed Xiao should be the ancestor of the Xiao family.

And the hatred back then, although it has been countless years away, he seems to have experienced it himself.

Even if you want to forget, I'm afraid you can't do it.

Xiao Chen took a deep breath and slowly suppressed the thoughts in his heart. Now even if he already knows this, he must not reveal the slightest bit of information, otherwise what awaits him will inevitably be endless calamity.

And at this moment, the solid ice outside his body shattered without warning, and a repulsive force came out from the Ascending Dragon Pool.

The whirlpool that swirled and devoured the cold, scorching power in his body silently dissipated at this moment, turning into the last warm force, merging into his body and disappearing.

Without giving him time to carefully sense the changes in his body, Xiao Chen heard a sound of breaking water in his ears, and his figure had already appeared outside the Shenglong Pool. Fortunately, the green robe on his body was originally a mana condensation, and his body was covered with a single thought.

He bowed to the light and said, "See Lord Light." ”

The light opened his eyes, looked at Xiao Chen deeply, and nodded slightly.

But without giving him a chance to speak at this moment, a monk figure appeared and spoke respectfully, "Elder, Your Majesty has summoned Xiao Chen and the three of them to meet him. ”

Guangguang's face was calm, as if he had already thought of this, waved his hand, and said, "Back to Your Majesty, I will take them there immediately." ”

The herald monk hesitated slightly, this was not the same as His Majesty's meaning, but he was one of the few monks in the imperial palace who knew the identity of the light, and after a little thought, he still respectfully said that he was retreating.

With Xiao Chen's departure, the water surface of Thang Long Pool had returned to calm, and the blood color had dissipated and turned clear again.

The light fell in one step, and the figure had appeared in front of Xiao Chen, and he said lightly, "Let's go." He was calm, but his heart was ready to keep him safe no matter what.