The purple stream of light carried Qingyang Huan's brand name and flew towards the depths of the Qingyang Mountains.
The aura of the same bloodline emitted could not be completely blocked even by space.
Deep in the Qingyang Mountains, in the ancient cave space, rich spiritual energy is connected to the sky and the earth, drawn down from the void, and the bright sunlight is suspended in the sky, evolving into an ancient picture scroll.
This cave world is very large, with continuous mountains, lush vegetation, and violent auras intertwined in the mountains and forests, making it appear to be much more desolate than the vast wilderness of mountains and rivers outside.
In the center surrounded by mountains, there is a taller undulating mountain range.
The mountains are rugged, and the main halls are built based on the mountains.
The ancient main halls have experienced the baptism of the long years, and are covered with black traces.
There are ladders carved into the mountains, and among the clouds there are figures climbing on the cliffs carrying bamboo baskets.
In the void, spiritual cranes with colorful divine lights on their heads are dancing, constantly emitting sweet cries.
Among the mountains, there are warriors riding real beasts walking among the mountains and forests, their whole bodies covered in armor.
The Colorful Spirit Crane is one of the ancient alien species.
It is already rare in the wilderness.
This spiritual beast is naturally humane and has a gentle temperament.
It is a rare mount.
The true jade beast contains the ancient giant jade bloodline. , It is rumored that in the Qingyang Imperial Clan back then, there was a true King Realm True Beast, which had even reached the top of the King Realm.
It was the companion beast of the third generation Qingyang Emperor, even after the death of the third Qingyang Emperor. , this true beast has always been sitting in Qingyang Mountain, and it was not established until the fifth generation of Qingyang Emperor.
For warriors of the Qingyang bloodline, Jong is no longer just a war beast, but a comrade in life and death battles.
In the Qingyang clan, young warriors all yearn to have a Jong beast as their companion.
Even the small branch where Qingyang Huan is located has a Qingyang Roar sitting in charge.
It can be imagined that as the most powerful branch remaining from the original Qingyang Imperial Clan, the number of true beasts in the clan is beyond imagination.
Deep in the ancient realm, in the ninety-nine-story tower, green light flows from the top of the tower, and a little green flame ignites.
Deep in the tower, a rickety old figure is walking in the darkness.
"I can't write two Qingyangs in one stroke.
Is it true that there is no way to escape the conflict of blood?"
In the dimness, the old man's two eyes were dark and penetrating.
The old figure trembled, turned and walked towards the depths.
There was a stone house in the depths.
The furnishings in the stone house were very simple, just a stone bed and a lamp.
There is a simple copper lamp and a shelf made of dead wood, with an animal robe on top.
The beast's robe was covered with dense lines, exuding a faint blood energy.
It seemed that it had been a long time, and some places of the curved lines drawn by the blood had turned black.
The old man put on the sacrificial robe in front of him, walked out of the stone house, and came to the main hall of the pagoda.
In the hall, candlelight danced, and in the dimness stood one sacred throne after another.
Twenty-one of them were very tall, and each one was made of divine gold. , there are no ancient texts engraved on it, but at a glance, it seems that there is a vast world in the god's throne.
Below the twenty-one tall statues, there are densely packed statues, more than hundreds in number.
The smallest statue is only one foot in size and is placed in the corner.
"The ancestor of Qingyang is here, Qingyang Wu, the 362nd generation high priest of the Qingyang clan, is offering sacrifices to the ancestor."
The old man first offered the incense of animal blood to the altar in front of him, then bowed his head on the lowest grass ball, stretched out his withered big hand and tremblingly opened a rusty copper box on the altar table.
A ray of bloody aura mixed with green light rushed out.
The old man's withered fingers were split, and some dark red blood flowed out.
Mixed with the black liquid in the copper box, it began to carve lines on his face.
These lines were like thousands of black snakes crowded together in a snake cave.
The same, no direction can be seen at all, but it exudes an inexplicable rhythm.
It seemed that he was very familiar with the depiction of lines.
Although the old priest's movements were slow, he was very steady.
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The ancient texts were outlined and intertwined, and soon his face was covered by obscure lines.
After doing all this, the high priest stood up and walked towards the altar above.
He first confessed his sins, and then groped behind the tall altar at the bottom.
He stuffed something dark into the altar.
After getting into the sacrificial robe, he walked towards the outside of the tower.
On the top of the highest mountain range in the Qingyang ancient realm, there is a group of palaces.
The contemporary leader of the Qingyang clan, Qingyang Jiong, woke up from seclusion, holding a ray of purple divine light in his hand.
"Open the ancient realm and welcome the people back."
After a moment of contemplation, Qingyang Jiong made a decision, and then he looked in the direction of the tower deep in the mountains.
"High Priest, what are you thinking about?"
Outside, Qingyang Huan, standing in the void, felt ripples in the void deep in Qingyang Mountain.
Silver light pierced the void in a valley, and an ancient bluestone archway appeared.
Outside the archway, two feet The real dragon, which is more than a thousand feet tall, stands tall and powerful.
There are a total of twenty-two such archways, forming a huge corridor.
Each archway is engraved with an ancient picture scroll, recording the legend of each generation of emperors.
It's just that only one-third of the scroll is engraved on the outermost archway, and the remaining two-thirds are blank.
The emperor's journey only begins, but does not end.
These archways are the place of glory belonging to the Qingyang clan, but now they look a bit desolate.
The Ji Gongfang is still there, where is the Great Emperor?
Looking at the scene that appeared, Qingyang Huan was also a little surprised.
In fact, the bloodline dispute is simple and simple.
It is just a priority.
If one party surrenders and is willing to surrender, it will naturally be amicable and have a big banquet.
From now on They are brothers.
But the Qingyang clan in front of them, as the main sect after the collapse of the Imperial clan, is the main line respected by many Qingyang clan bloodlines in the wilderness.
How could they give up so easily.
"Meet Hao Bo."
At the end of the archway, there are several gray-haired old men with auras at the half-king level.
They are obviously the elders of the clan.
"The Hao Bo Hui Clan is the glory of my Qingyang."
Nodding slightly, Qingyang Huan walked forward.
In three steps, he had already walked through the corridor under the archway and entered the ancient Qingyang realm.
Apparently, the Qingyang clan has been paying attention to him since he received the imperial edict from the Human Emperor.
Entering Qingyang Ancient Realm, Qingyang Huan stepped directly towards the central hall.
Outside the hall, a middle-aged warrior wearing a green robe stood facing the wind and looked at him.
"Qingyang has thousands of branches.
I didn't expect that one branch living in the Southern Wilderness would rise again.
This is my Qingyang's blessing."
The Qingyang family of the Qingyang Jiong lineage was passed down to Qingyang Jing, the fifteenth generation emperor of Qingyang.
According to the blood relationship, it is indeed closer to the main lineage than the Qingyang lineage.
When the Qingyang Imperial Clan was strong and powerful, there were many branches in the clan, but with the Emperor's presence, no one dared to shake them.
"I was granted the title of Uncle Hao, and my territory was branded with the Seal of Qingyang, which involves my bloodline.
You should also understand why I came today."
To the kind-faced leader of the Qingyang clan, Qingyang Huan spoke without any concealment after landing on the top of the mountain.
Hearing what Qingyang Huan said, Qingyang Jiong looked startled.
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Unifying all the branches of Qingyang has always been his long-cherished wish.
Ever since the Qingyang Imperial Clan was separated and collapsed, it has become something that all generations have wanted to achieve.
The human race knows that only by uniting together can we gather strength, let alone a tribe Only by reuniting the scattered branches of Qingyang can we activate the remaining Qingyang imperial emblem, restore the glory of the Qingyang clan, and perhaps create a great emperor again.
"I didn't expect that you would come to my door before I went to find you."
Qingyang Jiong's expression recovered.
As the leader of the clan, he had been ups and downs for a long time.
Although he felt angry in his heart, he did not show it.
"Only by unifying all branches of Qingyang can we regain our glory.
Previously, I asked the clan elders to go to the Southern Wilderness and found out that your lineage comes from the Ninth Emperor of Qingyang.
Now that you have been awarded the title of Hao Bo, it is the glory of my Qingyang.
Come back and reunite with me in the Qingyang clan.
The eldest elder of the clan will be yours.
Your clan is second only to me, Jingmai."
After a long time, the Qingyang clan has too many branches.
For example, there are countless small branches where Qingyang Huan is located.
There are hundreds of branches of Qingyang Jiong in the Eastern Barren land alone. count.
It is a pity that Qingyang Jiong is not able to completely integrate the Qingyang clan.
Not only does he lack the strength to suppress it, but also because of luck.
At that time, the Qingyang Imperial Clan sat in Qingyang Mountain, suppressed the imperial prison, and broke the prison cage.
Not only did the Qingyang clan suffer heavy losses, but the Emperor angrily revoked the imperial title, and the last great emperor disappeared into the depths of time and space.
It is rumored that the last emperor was exiled, but in fact, the last emperor went to the depths of time and space to capture the strong aliens who escaped from the imperial prison.
Qingyang's glory came from the aliens he suppressed, and his downfall was also due to the aliens.
When the imperial prison was broken, the impact on the Qingyang clan was too great.
Even now, Qingyang Jiong's lineage is still unable to do what they want.
However, the emergence of Qingyang Huan has brought about a turning point in unifying the Qingyang clan.
Qingyang Huan was granted the title of Hao Bo, and was favored by human luck, which was enough to make up for the Qingyang clan's lost luck.
This is why Qingyang Jiong offered the position of Great Elder to incorporate Qingyang Huan into the clan. .
Cooperation will benefit both parties, and the Qingyang family will have hope of rejuvenation.
Amidst the lingering atmosphere of the distant mountains and forests, there was a high priest wearing a sacrificial robe with ancient patterns carved all over his body.
There was a hint of hope in his cloudy eyes.
As the high priest of Qingyang, his status is not inferior to that of Qingyang Jiong.
He is the person who least wants to see disputes.
No matter who wins or loses, in the end it is Qingyang's few heritage that will be damaged.
However, he has no choice.
Whoever is in charge of the finally unified Qingyang clan will be the one who will receive the remaining favors of the Qingyang clan.
If the Qingyang Emperor is revived, there may not be a chance to return to the throne in the future.
"Let's fight" "If I lose, I will take the position of great elder."
"If you lose, the bloodline of Qingyang's fifteenth emperor will belong to me."
What At this moment, not only Qingyang Jiong showed surprise, but also the high priest in the distance and the surrounding elders of the Qingyang clan showed horror.
Qingyang Huan, this is the name they have heard most often in recent decades.
Everyone knows that this is a title from the Qingyang clan.
Then, he also learned that Qingyang Huan's strength was only at the True King level.
But the leader of the clan is the Wuji King, and he has been in the fifth heaven of kings for thousands of years
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