The ancestral hall of Lian Feng clan is more than ten zhang high, the square is wide and about 100 zhang, the shape is simple, as if the ancient palace, there is not much decoration in the hall, only the giant pillar painted with totem pattern and two rows of burning braziers.

In the main hall, many Lianfeng clan elders or standing or sitting, standing at the end of the ancestral hall, the body shape is strange, all are more than two zhang, the long hair is gray, but it is more and more majestic, as if the statues of gods in the temple.

Behind them, each stood a wind god with four wings, four sides and six arms, five feet tall, holding his arms, looking down, his cyan eyes were like electricity, so that the ancestral hall gave birth to a wave of flickering green light.

The qi machine is as stagnant as iron, and even the air is solidified!

The Lian Feng clan is good at resisting the wind, and has its own unique ability in manipulating the air flow, and the clan elder who stands here is the leader of the Lian Feng clan, and when the qi is emitted, it can naturally condense the air.

How can such a formation be seen by ordinary people?

The more you walk in, the greater the pressure, but it is only ten zhang, and the pressure on each person is not only three times heavier?

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on the forehead of Lian Shaodian, who led the way for Su Yu, leaving them along his cheeks, soaking the clothes of the animal skin, and barely walking forward three feet, he couldn't bear the pressure, hurriedly saluted, and retreated outside the hall.

The breath is solidified, and the majesty is like iron, but what oppresses Su Yu is not only the qi machine triggered by the old man of the Lian Feng clan, but also a coercion that falls from the underworld-divine might.

With the name of God, it is no longer ordinary, it is already extraordinary, its majesty is like a prison, its majesty is like an abyss, it is vast and heavy, and it is brilliant and indestructible, and it should be able to shock the common people.

This coercion comes from the ancestral spirit that was sacrificed in the ancestral hall by the Lian Feng clan - the spirit of the wind god.

Although the divine power exuded by the wind god is extremely weak, it is undeniable that he is already transcendent, and he has the qualifications to subdescend on all beings and enjoy the sacrifices of all beings.

But this majestic qi machine pressed three feet in front of Su Yu's body, but it turned into a fresh breeze, and if the wind was in the face, it only brought up a few strands of black hair.

It's as if it never existed.

Don't say it's him, even the little girl who was held in his hand by him, didn't seem to feel this coercion, with a little interest on her immature face, as if visiting a historic site, laughing softly in the ancestral hall, full of innocence.

The ancestral spirit is as majestic as a god, but Su Yu is not a mortal stream, the Lian Feng clan tried to use the ancestral spirit to deter Su Yu, seriously, it was a miscalculation.

The old furniture of the Lian Feng clan at the end of the ancestral hall changed his complexion, and the wind god behind him moved slightly, opened his arms, and there was a green wind, turning into axes, whips, double hammers, axes, and six weapons, which were held in their hands.

In the heavy qi machine, there was suddenly a little more murderous aura, and the qi machine attacked, turning into invisible swords, slashing vertically and horizontally, cutting through the air, cutting off the air flow, and killing Su Yu.

"Why are you clan elders so careful?" Su Yu's face remained unchanged, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and when he reached out and stroked it, the heavy air pressure in the air was dissipated by him, and the invisible sword soldiers that attacked and killed fell apart, and they all dispersed into air currents.

The elders of the Lian Feng clan all took half a step back, their faces turned red, the airflow around them was disordered, and the totem patterns flickered.

If it is said that the previous qi oppression is just a tentative move, but when the invisible sword soldier is wielded, the Lian Feng clan has a bit of a sense of fighting each other.

Although he understands that the Lian Feng clan has just gone through a catastrophe, it is not an exaggeration to be cautious, but Su Yu is not a natural good person, even if he puts himself in his shoes, there should be a limit.

No matter what world you are in, trust is never something that comes from the mouth, and sometimes, it must be complemented by strength to achieve success.

"But it's my Lian Feng clan who is stingy, the sage is generous, the human race Lian Feng clan Lian Huanggu has seen the sage!" The elders of the clan looked ugly, but the great elder of the Lian Feng clan, Lian Huanggu, laughed loudly, stretched out his palm, and his ten fingers were overlapped, and he bowed in the distance.

Lian Chugu is tall, with white hair, although his face is old, his blood is still strong, and he has his own majesty between Gu Pan, which is convincing.

Seeing that Lian Xuan bowed down, Su Yu didn't dare to hold it up, and immediately returned a salute, and the next moment, a huge pressure suddenly pressed on his shoulders, like the ancient mountain, and for a while, Su Yu staggered and smashed the stone slab of the ancestral hall.

Click!

A huge crack spread out from in front of Su Yu's body, blooming layer by layer, like a spider web, and the broken stone was pressed down by the condensed air flow before it could collapse.

Ben dang was really pressed by the Ancient Mountain, Su Yu thought to himself, and he could shake it a few times, but when this huge force was pressed, his soul actually gave birth to a sense of stagnation, which made his reaction slow down by half a beat.

What pressed on Su Yu was the will of all living beings contained in the ancestral spirit, and it was the idea of the Lian Feng clan that had remained in the ancestral spirit for thousands of years, taking it as its own responsibility to protect the Lian Feng clan and resist all foreign races.

Under the pressure, Su Yu seemed to see countless ancestors of the Lian Feng clan standing in the clouds, surrounding him in the middle, examining him, and looking down one after another, but it was heavier than the ancient mountain.

"Terran Su Yu, I have seen the Great Elder. Su Yu got up slowly, as if he was carrying the weight of hundreds of millions of jun, and as if he was as light as a feather, his body stood up, steady, and did not waver at all, he looked at Lian Chugu and responded with a smile.

The little mustard in my heart disappeared suddenly.

Terran, a heavy word, one by one, but it represents a race, Su Yu came from the heart, and when he said this word, he brought the same respect as Lian Xuangu.

Although the two have different surnames and even more different appearances, they have the same blood.

That's enough!

Yes, this is enough, no matter what Su Yu's background is, as long as he is still a human race and still has his heart towards the human race, it is enough, why bother with karma?

The Great Elder understood this truth, so he introduced himself like this, and at the same time questioned Su Delirium, and Su Delirium also understood this truth, so he replied like this.

The Great Elder laughed heartily, and Su Yu also laughed happily, and the laughter overlapped, but the heavy aura of the ancestral hall suddenly disappeared.

"The bad guy is insane!" the little girl purred and rolled her black eyes, and there was a sly light in her eyes.

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When the moon was hung in the west, the Lian Feng clan finally ended his belated welcome to Su Yu, looking at the little girl with frowning eyebrows and clenched his little fists tightly, as if he had dreamed of something "hateful", Su Yu walked out of the house that Lian Feng arranged for him.

The location where he lives is not very far from the ancestral hall, looking at it, you can vaguely see the cyan glow fluttering above the ancestral hall, and the moonlight, looming, like a mirage, in every bit of luminous light, there seems to be a tall Lian Feng clan through the glow, looking over, the same, is also looking at this land.

During the day, Lian Chugu called Su Yu a saint, and at that time Su Yu thought it was just a kind word from Lian Chugu, but later he gradually understood that this was a supreme honorific word, equivalent to the ancestral spirit.

In the great wilderness, there is such a legend that when the great sun comes, there will be a saint who will be born, holding the light in his hand, leading the human race out of the great wilderness and opening up a foundation that is not easy for generations.

Could it be him?

Su Yu couldn't help but shake his head and laughed self-deprecatingly.

The day represents the time sequence, which means that the time changes, and the great sun is coming, which can refer to the great prosperity of the human race, illuminating the darkness.

But, not him!

Although he had the intention to do something for the human race, Su Yu knew that he could not completely stay in this world, there were too many people and too many things waiting for him.

Even, he has the last doubt about the existence of this small world - is this small world real or false, or where did it come from?

Su Yu believed in his intuition, even though the Lian Feng clan gave him a living feeling, but this heaven and earth, after all, is a small world connected to Shenxiu Peak, he suddenly arrived, but he will leave suddenly, he does not belong here, nor does he belong to the human race of this heaven and earth.

The great prosperity of the human race mentioned by the Lian Feng clan should be completed by the Lian Feng clan himself.

What Lian Huanggu said was nothing more than the irresponsible words of an old man who was not very responsible for fixing people's hearts at the time of racial death.

Perhaps, Lian Xuangu thought about tying Su Yu to the Lian Feng clan, but this is not something that his will can transfer.

At this moment, Su Yu frowned slightly, glanced at the ancestral hall of the Lian Feng clan that had not moved, and took a step, his figure suddenly blurred, and he disappeared into the void.

In the distance, in the ancestral hall of the Lian Feng clan, the great elder Lian Huanggu, who had been in contact with the ancestral spirit at all times, suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had noticed something, and after carefully sensing it, he shook his head, and once again immersed his mind in the communication with the ancestral spirit.

The Lian Feng clan still has a lot of important things to do, and the most important thing is to confirm the next patriarch through the ancestral spirit.

Outside the walled city of Lian Feng, in a human-shaped pit, an old ape with a snow-white body and a body as tall as a foot tall stood at the mouth of the pit, quietly looking at the big pit, and the depths of his eyes were full of sadness.

This big pit is the last trace of Zhu Yuanhan, the demon marshal of the Zhu Yan clan.

"Demon King?" The moonlight fell, and Su Yu walked out of the light, his green shirt was like a wash, his wide sleeves were fluttering, but he was also indescribably chic, he looked at the old ape and asked softly.

"Did you kill Wu'er?" In response to Su Yu, it was the old ape's extremely calm question, calm, like an iceberg that had been frozen for thousands of years.

The two of them talked like chickens and ducks, each with his own questions, or they never intended to get an answer from the other.

The battle between races does not need to be said, when Su Yu appears, it means that there will be a battle with the old ape, and whether to say it or not cannot change the result.

"Terran, Su Yu!"

"Demon Clan, Zhu Jiuzhong!"

Almost at the same time, a person and a demon reported their names, and the next moment, both disappeared at the same time, and when they reappeared, they were already on the top of the clouds and moon, above the sky.

At this moment, the two of them bathed in the moonlight at the same time, accompanied by endless clouds, like gods: one of them, the green clothes were like the sky, reflecting a piece of green, quiet and bright, as if in the sky, he was the sky;

Heaven and God are not one person, but they have appropriately identified both.

Suddenly, the heavens and the gods walked at the same time, through the void, and collided together, and the clouds and the moon were torn apart by them at the same time.