When night fell, Qiangu and the Wu clan sat by the fire together, three of the five elders of the Wu clan left, leaving two to guard here, they were all wearing black robes at this time without showing their faces, sitting quietly.

Suddenly, an old man with witch tattoos on his cheeks showed his face, he walked out of the elder's tent, walked to Qiangu's side, and said, "Yuren, my clan elder is invited." ”

Qian Gu got up, his face was calm, but he was actually extremely nervous in his heart, "Let's go!"

Two Wu elders sat cross-legged on the ground in the tent, there were three faint oil lamps in front of them, and when Qian Gu approached the tent, the two elders of the Wu clan opened their eyes at the same time.

"Are you Yu?"

Qiangu naturally understands that Yu people are the people in charge of Yuzhou, his father, and his descendants.

"Exactly. ”

"That was my father. ”

The two Wu clan elders carefully observed Qiangu, with a puzzled expression, "Why don't you have the soul of Yuren on your body, I can't detect it!"

When Qiangu heard this, he hesitated a little, "I am the son of Yuren, and my bloodline is also inherited, my soul has changed, and I am no longer the soul of a simple Yuren." ”

"Don't you believe in the inheritance of my bloodline?"

Qian Gu fearlessly questioned the two elders of the Wu clan, and one of the old men interrupted the conversation, "Yu people don't need to be angry, it's just that the strange phenomenon that has appeared recently is not just the appearance of the ancient evil line, there is also a more terrifying clan that is interfering with the operation of Kyushu." ”

"Our Wu clan belongs to Kyushu, so naturally we will not have doubts about the royal inheritance of the Yu people, just in case. ”

"Hmm", Qiangu maintains the momentum that the royal family should have, although he is a mortal, but the strength of the Yu people with royal blood is inviolable, and he does not see the disobedience of the five orders.

"What are you looking for me?"

"What I have in front of me is the treasure that the Lord of Holy Light has given to my clan, nine witch lamps, although there are only three imitations of this, but it is enough to deal with the ancient evil here, I only need a few drops of Yu people's blood. This thing can be used to its fullest power. A witch elder spoke.

This thing needs the blood of Yu people, and it just verifies whether Jiugu is a real Yu person, and Jiugu can't refuse, and he won't refuse. Jiugu also sneered in his heart.

"As you wish", Jiugu directly pulled out the dagger and pierced his finger, dripping three drops of blood and falling on the three oil lamps, "These three oil lamps will belong to me after this time." ”

Jiugu said calmly, and the two old men of the Wu clan hesitated for a while, and then said, "Yes." ”

"Then I hope that there is a need for Yu people here, please also help. ”

Jiugu did not hesitate and nodded.

When Jiugu walked out of the tent of the Wu clan elders, the three oil lamps were burning extremely vigorously, and the blue water enchantment exuded a trace of blood, with golden light to resist the ancient evil roaring underground.

The two elders took a deep breath, revealing an extremely comfortable and affectionate feeling, coupled with the hideous tattoos on their faces, which were extremely weird. "The blood of the Yu people is really a good thing, and when I inhale the smoke of this burning blood, my cultivation will increase a little. ”

"Ness, don't forget your mission, we're not here to enjoy. ”

"Nie Feng, don't worry too much, there is a magic weapon, and the ancient evil can't turn over. ”

"Hmph, you forgot, how did the Great Elder die?"

"That's when he went to the ancient evil land with his wounds and sought death by himself. ”

"Nes, in the past few days, you have been listening to me honestly, and I regret that you are too late. ”

"Hehe, I don't have to worry about you, I have it in my heart. ”

"Hmph," Nie Feng closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Qiangu walked to his tent, his heart was extremely complicated, "In a week, I must get out of my own way." ”

In the middle of the night, the stars in the sky were slightly obscured by a black gas, and on a mountain in the distance, a skinny figure appeared, "You're still here!"

"Shouldn't I go?" sighed to himself.

Qiangu looked at the stars in the sky, holding a long sword in his hand, and gradually closed his eyes. In the dream, a vague figure floated, also holding a long sword in his hand, in front of him was a million soldiers, this long sword was placed in the hands of a warrior, this warrior slowly got up, held the long sword and cut off his battle robe, and gradually blurred.

"The Ancient Oath ......"

Woo~ The ancient dragon shuttled through the void, the horns on its forehead emitted a ghostly light, carrying millions of warriors to roar to the sky and disappear into the haze.