"This !!"

Looking at the scene in front of them, several people looked at each other, all shocked.

In the distance, more and more people from the streets heard the sounds, and they all worshiped the temple, and all kinds of shouts were faintly wafting in the air.

"God bless me!"

"God bless me!"

“......”

At first, the sound was like a stream, but as more and more people knelt down, many trickles converged into a monstrous river with bursts of sound, piercing the night sky and rushing into the ears of several people!

There was a conviction in the voice!

An anger that has been suppressed for a long time!

A kind of joy to suddenly see the willows and flowers at the end of the mountains and rivers!

For thousands of years, the Molong tribe has gone through a lot of hardships and gradually become a climate, obtained the Dragon Spring, swallowed the tribes, and finally had the qualifications to fight against several top tribes.

It only takes a few hundred more years to precipitate, and when a few elders have advanced again, they can sit back and relax. But he didn't want to be defeated by a tribe that suddenly rose and was declining day by day.

Since then, the sphere of influence has been reduced again and again, until today it has retreated to the old desert, and it is even worse than before, and can only barely be counted as a middle tribe.

During this period, several enemies came to attack, and the clansmen went forward to sacrifice their lives and deaths, and they were still attacked to the big city.

If it weren't for the patriarch activating the Apocalypse Holy Array and shooting down an elder on the other side in one fell swoop, the Demon Dragon Tribes would have already lost their homes and become a nomadic tribe displaced in the desert!

Fortunately, several major tribes did not know whether they were afraid of the return of the Holy Son, or for some other reason, they had been sitting on the wall and watching the battle, and they did not fall into the ground.

The Demon Dragon Department has not been annexed by other tribes, so it can cultivate and recuperate here until now.

But many humiliations have weighed on my heart for hundreds of years, but I can't do anything about it.

Now that the Son has suddenly arrived, thousands of people are full of joy, as if grasping a life-saving straw, praying that the Son will lead everyone to recreate the glory of a thousand years ago!

In their hearts, the Son is the divine spirit who can do anything.

No matter what the Holy Son's realm is, and no matter how strong the opponent is, the Holy Son can always defeat the enemy!

This is the strongest faith in their hearts!

Sensing the sounds coming from all around, Patriarch Mo showed a trace of emotion on his face, and turned his head to look at a few people:

"Even they know that the Holy Son is the hope of our ministry, what are we still suspecting here?"

"Tomorrow I will give the holy relic to the Holy Son!"

"Everything is arranged by the patriarch. Several people said in unison, and even the big man who had opposed it before said no more.

Thousands of miles away, in the middle of a desert.

An old man held a bronze array plate in his hand, and suddenly the array plate lit up, and the diamond-shaped copper needles on the plate began to rotate slightly.

The copper needle turned faster and faster, and finally slowly stopped in the northeast direction.

"Hehe, little thief, still showing traces!" the old man sneered, looked at the array that had not moved for more than half a year, and said.

"Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, the old man will find you out!"

And beside him stood respectfully a woman and two men, who were the Yuehua Sect.

Because Liangchen fled into the desert, the senior sister passed the news back to the sect, and the sect master actually rushed to the Broken Python Mountain Range in person.

Under the leadership of the sect master, several people stepped into the endless desert.

Who knew that this chase was more than a year, and in the end, after hard work, they found that Liangchen was actually coming in their direction.

This discovery made several people ecstatic!

The sect master rushed with a few people, and finally chose a place to set up a formation to lay an ambush, but Liangchen disappeared in a place that was barely a hundred miles.

I couldn't even sense the finger spirit needle, and it disappeared out of thin air.

The Yuehua Sect Master was furious, and at first he thought that he had used a rare magic weapon to temporarily block the spiritual connection between the treasures, but after waiting for more than ten days, he still couldn't sense it, and several people suddenly searched around without direction!

I didn't expect this disappearance to be more than half a year!

Just when a few people were about to exit the desert, the Finger Spirit Array Disk turned again, which made several people overjoyed.

"Let's go!" Sect Master Yuehua commanded, sacrificing a dark red spirit boat.

"It's a good thing to bring this Fire Spirit Boat with me, otherwise it would be a bit tricky here!" Sect Master Yuehua thought in his heart and flew up.

The three of them then flew up and jumped onto the spirit boat, only to see the spirit boat disappear into the sky with a flash of red light.

Deep in the desert.

A majestic city, stretching for hundreds of miles, there are seven or eight small cities scattered around the big city, like a circle of pearls to protect the big city in the middle.

One of the tallest towers in the city is like a straight arrow soaring into the sky.

In a large hall at the spire of the tower, there were seven people sitting around a long black stone table, and they turned out to be the leaders of the seven most powerful tribes in this endless desert!

A long-faced old man with a majestic face in the center glanced around, and said loudly:

"I summoned everyone over this time, I think you have already guessed a thing or two, and I will no longer go around the corner. The Longquan Sacred Realm is about to open!"

"Ah!!h

"The Holy Realm has opened, and it is another bloody storm!"

"Another thousand years have passed?"

"Alas~ I don't know how many warriors I have to lose!"

“......”

As soon as the old man's voice fell, there was a lot of discussion in the hall.

"According to the previous rules, the most elite warriors must be led by the tribal patriarch, so please go back and select the strongest warriors and work together to protect the Holy Realm against foreign invasions!"

"It's a matter of survival, please don't have any selfish motives!"

"As long as you can successfully resist the enemy, you can receive holy water as a reward, and I won't say much about the merits of holy water. Therefore, although the opening of the Holy Realm is a challenge, it is also an opportunity!"

While the other books were discussing, an eagle-eyed old man looked confused and heard in a fog.

"Heaven-Swallowing Patriarch, what is this Longquan Holy Realm? Why have I never heard of it?!"

"Haha!"

"Haha!haha!!"

“。。。 ”

When the other people heard this, they immediately smiled happily.

"Hmph, everyone, what does this mean?" The eagle-eyed old man heard everyone's laughter, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face suddenly became a little unnatural

"Patriarch Fuyun, don't be angry!"

"Your Fuyun Clan has only been in the Longquan lineage for a few hundred years, and I haven't heard of it, of course it's being cleaned up!"

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