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Chapter 197: Yaoshan Ancestral Library! 4/5 】500 commuter pass plus change!


Not a warrior from Yajue Palace "Little friend Qingyang, you were not born in Jiajue Palace."

The leader of the Jintian clan shouted in shock.

Even old man Jialan's eyes flashed with surprise, and some wrinkles appeared on his old face.

"Qingyang only said that he was from Lashan, how could he ever say that he was born in the palace of Jiajuan?"

Looking at the horrified eyes of the two clan leaders, Qingyang Huan chuckled and said: "To be precise, this is the first time Qingyang has stepped into the land of Yaoshan.

Yayi Palace is indeed the place Qingyang wants to go, but because of some other Important things are just delayed, and what happened in Panshi Ancient City was also accidental."

The three of them did not notice that when the God of War Bow heard what Qingyang Huan said when he came to Yaoshan for the first time, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that I am really old, and it doesn't look good anymore."

"Old Man Jia, you are really old.

I can only say that little friend Qingyang is worthy of being the genius of our human race.

Even though he has not yet joined the Yajue Palace, he did not hesitate to stand in front of the aliens who invaded the world.

As a human race Warriors, protecting the land of the human race is our lifelong belief."

"yes" At this moment, the old man Jialan said nothing and nodded heavily.

"The Lord Protector of Panshi has issued a new edict regarding Panshi Ancient City."

The War Bow God General spoke out and said to the two clan leaders, making the two of them solemn.

After all, this time the two ancient clans failed in their duty and caused such a big flaw in Panshi Ancient City.

"I order you and other two tribes to investigate the unusual movements in Panshi Ancient City within a month.

If the Dongxu Passage is still there, is it possible for the Corpse Demon Tribe to enter our Yao Mountain?

Find out everything and report it to the Protectorate Mansion as soon as possible.

This is An opportunity to turn merit into crime.”

"Accept the order, we will investigate the things in the Rock Realm as soon as possible.

If the Cave Void Path is unobstructed, the Corpse Demon Clan can take advantage of it.

Our two tribes have been guarding the Rock for eight thousand years and will never take a step back to protect the border.

Mobilize the human clan guards to buy time."

Seeing the determination in the eyes of the two clan leaders, Qingyang Huan wanted to speak out, but stopped when he reached his mouth.

He couldn't explain what happened to Huang Zun, and he couldn't prove that the Dongxu passage had been destroyed.

Hearing this, the war archer general nodded, and looked at Qingyang Huan again, "Our human race will not treat anyone with meritorious deeds badly.

This time there are changes in the Panshi ancient world, you can follow me to Yaoshan to protect The ancestral treasury of Jiangfu, choose a treasure as this reward."

"Congratulations to little friend Qingyang.

You have just stepped out of Lashan Mountain and have made such a contribution.

You have discovered the strange movements of the Corpse Demon Clan.

The ancestral treasury of the Protector's Palace has gathered the resources of the entire Yaoshan Mountain for countless years.

Even the code of the True One Realm is included in it."

"Yes, I don't know how many people want to enter the ancestral treasury of the Protector's Palace to select a treasure.

Maybe it will be a chance to soar into the sky.

Every year, the number of warriors who can enter and select is no more than one hand."

Seeing the envious expressions in the eyes of the two clan leaders, Qingyang Huan understood that the ancestral treasury of the Hujiang Mansion was really a good place.

It just so happened that he also wanted to go to Mount Yao.

The Mount Yao here refers to the most central place in the entire land of Mount Yao.

The main peak of Mount Yao is where it is, and it is also the place where he is most likely to get the Purple Liuyu Zhan.

Instructing Lu Xiong and Mu Yuan to bring all their followers to Yaoshan in front of them to gather together, he followed the war archer general into the interior of Dapeng.

Compared to this golden-winged roc, the red flame flying boat he rode when he came from Lashan was simply too low-level.

This was the mount of the War Bow God General himself.

It was the ancestral land of the human race and he had been protecting the human race for many years.

His great merits, the means of transportation given to him.

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This bone beast is cast with the skeleton of a real roc of the True One Realm.

Its wingspan is a hundred times faster than the Red Flame Flying Boat.

It can be said that it cuts through the void and moves forward.

The interior of the Dapeng Bird is a space created entirely by turning bone patterns into formations, with a radius of one mile, and even tens of thousands of clan soldiers will not seem crowded.

There are stars turned into bone patterns on the top of the head, forming a cycle of circulation in the sky.

During the flight, a steady stream of essence is drawn from the heaven and earth to supply the interior.

The war archer general did not restrict his movements.

In fact, much of the land within a radius was covered with blood.

Some of the blood had turned black and dried for an unknown period of time.

In addition, there were some blood essence stones and Weapons were scattered messily.

The sable nestled on his shoulder looked around with its small eyes, but covered its nose with its two front paws, as if it was not used to the bloody and vast atmosphere inside.

But the one hundred human clan guards were sitting neatly in a square formation, with a stone platform standing in the middle, on which were placed the dominoes of the three human warriors who had previously fallen in Panshi Ancient City.

At this moment, he has also understood that unless he is in a foreign land and cannot bring back the bones of his comrades as a last resort, if a warrior falls on the land of the human race, most of them will be buried in the place where they fell.

They guarded this land during their lifetime, and were buried in this land after their death.

The bones of loyal souls and battles can be buried anywhere on the land of the human race.

"Lord God."

Seeing the war archer general walking towards him, the sable on his shoulder felt the bloody and murderous aura rushing towards him, and no longer covered his little nose, and got directly into Qingyang Huan's arms.

"Let's talk."

"good" He was a little surprised, but Qingyang Huan also nodded in agreement.

In fact, he had been confused since the beginning of Lashan Zhenjiang's fall.

Today I saw these warriors who protect the human race.

They are called the human race guards.

Guardian of the human race "Three hundred years ago, when I came out of the ancient land of Luojia Mountain, I was as confused as you, with the ambition to compete with Yao Mountain."

At this moment, the aura of the War Archer General melted away, but his words still had a taste of gold and iron.

"I also want to enter the Yaoyuan Palace, not for anything else, but because it is the place where all the geniuses in Yaoshan meet.

I want to prove to all my peers that I am the strongest one."

However, as he spoke, the war archer general shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It's a pity that I didn't go into the Yazhan Palace.

Instead, I joined the Protectorate Palace.

In total, I have been fighting for 313 years."

His eyes looked at the Spirit-Photography Realm warriors sitting cross-legged next to them, and Qingyang Huan saw a hint of pain in his eyes.

"For three hundred and twelve years, I sent away 31,233 people."

The cold numbers, under Qingyang Huan's gaze, the war archer general's words did not fluctuate at all, as if they were just a string of numbers, I am not real flesh and blood.

"There are a total of one hundred and eight god generals like me under the Yaoshan Protectorate." hiss At this moment, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

One hundred and eight divine generals, if each of them A number that made him feel chilly.

Qingyang Huan couldn't help but shook his head, trying to drive out this thought, but he couldn't do it.

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