Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

Ling Yun also did not miss the crocodile king's body and collected it as well.

This old demon beast that has lived for thousands of years is full of treasures, which can be used to make pills or weapons.

The demons below were more and more suffocated.

Ling Yun's power is truly invincible under the true soul.

"Hua Xiaohe."

Ling Yun ignored the other demon beasts and came to Hua Xiaohe.

He had not planned to have too much contact with the Feather Clan before.

Although the demon cultivators of the Feather Clan are talented, they are not of the same mind as him, and he is unwilling to waste too much energy to subdue them.

It is different now.

He has obtained the ancestral seal of the Feather Clan and the inheritance of many ancestors of the Feather Clan. The Feather Clan has no choice but to submit to him.

In this case, he will naturally not let Hua Xiaohe, the genius of the Feather Clan, go.

"Sir."

Hua Xiaohe was extremely excited.

She did not have the prejudice against humans that other demons had.

The main reason is that the Feather Clan has been living a miserable life in recent years, surrounded and killed by other demon tribes, and even the Mei Clan they have joined plotted against them.

Therefore, the Feather Clan really has no sense of belonging to the demon tribes.

Instead, it was Ling Yun, a human, who saved the Feather Clan from the desperate situation.

This led to Hua Xiaohe having no prejudice against Ling Yun against other demons.

"I'm going to Feiyu City again, what about you?"

Ling Yun said.

Hearing this, before Hua Xiaohe answered, Murong Wan hurriedly said: "Mr. Ling, Xiaohe is going to take him to the Yuantu Demon Clan..."

She was still a little angry, which made her tone very urgent.

But when Ling Yun's cold eyes swept over her, she was immediately shocked.

Before, she could mock Ling Yun because she thought Ling Yun was a small figure.

But now, she has seen Ling Yun's terrifying strength, so how dare she offend Ling Yun.

Her heart immediately trembled, and she said in awe: "Sir, don't get me wrong, I have no intention of being dissatisfied with you, sir, it's just that the Yuantu Demon Clan not only has rich resources, but also an ancient feather clan inheritance.

Xiao He's own qualifications are very ordinary, staying in the feather clan will only make her more mediocre, and only by going to the Yuantu Demon Clan can she have the opportunity to become stronger."

"Feather clan inheritance?"

Ling Yun smiled faintly, "Which inheritance are you talking about? Is it "Silver Wing Art", "New Moon Art", or "Shadow of the Sky"? "

Murong Wan's face suddenly changed: "Sir, how do you know the lost skills of my feather clan?"

These ancient skills of the feather clan have long been lost, and even most members of the feather clan don't know.

Even if she learned about it from the remaining ancient books of the feather clan, how did Ling Yun know it?

Ling Yun didn't let her guess too much, and directly flipped his hand and took out the ancestral seal of the feather clan.

"What is this?"

At first, Murong Wan didn't recognize this seal.

But when Ling Yun slightly activated the ancestral seal, it released a burst of golden light, which condensed into a pair of golden wings in the air, and Murong Wan's pupils immediately contracted.

"Ancestral seal!"

Murong Wan screamed in shock.

Hua Xiaohe was also shocked.

As a member of the Feather Clan, they may not understand those ancient heritages, but they all know the ancestral seal.

The ancestral seal is the object of faith of the Feather Clan.

It is rumored that the ancestral seal contains the blood of the Feather Clan Demon God.

After each Feather Clan member is born, their parents will let them remember the characteristics of the ancestral seal.

However, the ancestral seal disappeared along with the ancestors of the Feather Clan.

For thousands of years, the Feather Clan has never stopped looking for the ancestral seal, but there has been no news.

Murong Wan and Hua Xiaohe did not expect to see the ancestral seal in Ling Yun's hands.

After being shocked, Murong Wan looked at Ling Yun in doubt: "Sir, how come you have the ancestral seal of my Yu clan in your hand?"

"You don't need to know this, you just need to know that the ancestral seal of the Yu clan is in my hand."

Ling Yun said lightly.

Murong Wan took a deep breath.

Then, she bowed to Ling Yun and said: "Sir, the ancestral seal of the Yu clan plays an extremely important role in my Yu clan. I hope you can return the ancestral seal to my Yu clan.

In this way, my Yu clan will regard you as the greatest benefactor, and will never forget this kindness in the future."

"Let me return the ancestral seal?"

Ling Yun smiled.

This Murong Wan is really asking for trouble.

The treasure is in his hands, and it was dug out by him. The Yu clan still wants it back?

"Sir, the seal is in your hands, so I have no right to let you return."

Murong Wan did not dare to offend Ling Yun, and said humbly: "But only my Yu Clan can refine and use the seal, and it is useless to keep it in your hands..."

Before she finished speaking, her expression suddenly froze.

Ling Yun threw the seal in his hand, and it flew into the air and expanded rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the seal expanded to the size of a mountain and pressed towards a small hill dozens of miles away.

Boom!

The small hill was directly crushed by the seal.

Then Ling Yun waved his hand again, and the seal returned to his hand.

What Murong Wan said was indeed correct.

If it were an ordinary creature, even a strong man in the high martial arts world, it would be impossible to refine the seal of the Yu Clan.

Because there is really god blood in the seal of the Yu Clan.

But this is not a problem for Ling Yun.

Previously, in the ancestral tomb, Ling Yun only slightly released the aura of his primordial spirit, and the will in the blood of the god was frightened and he obediently allowed Ling Yun to refine it.

Murong Wan didn't know this, and immediately misunderstood when she saw this scene.

"How is this possible? Sir, you are a human, how can you refine the ancestral seal of my feather clan?"

Murong Wan couldn't understand.

After a while, she seemed to think of something, her eyes lit up and she asked, "Could it be that you, senior, actually have the blood of my Yu Clan in your body?"

Ling Yun did not explain, and said coldly, "Murong Wan, do you have any objections to me taking Hua Xiaohe back to the Yu Clan now?"

Murong Wan was shocked, and then she quickly pulled Hua Xiaohe to kneel down.

"According to the ancestral precepts of the Yu Clan, the one who holds the ancestral seal is the leader of the Yu Clan."

Murong Wan said respectfully, "Since you hold the ancestral seal, the leaders of the Yu Clan must listen to you. How dare Murong Wan have any objections to your decision?"

"Yes."

Ling Yun nodded, and Hua Xiaohe left with his sleeves rolled up.

Below, Murong Wan looked at him with a complicated look.

In her heart, she also had the idea of ​​following Ling Yun back to the Yu Clan.

The reappearance of the ancestral seal seemed to represent the reappearance of the Yu Clan's glory.

"Junior sister, you must not be impulsive."

As if he could see her thoughts, Gu Jianli hurriedly said: "I admit that Mr. Ling is very strong, but I think you also know the foundation of my Yuantu Demon Clan, and the Brahma Clan is stronger than my Yuantu Demon Clan.

Mr. Ling has now offended these forces. It is not wise for you to go back to the Feather Clan with him now."

Hearing what Gu Jianli said, Murong Wan sighed helplessly.

In the end, she still resisted the impulse.

Gu Jianli was right. Ling Yun's current situation is extremely dangerous.

She was not afraid of being buried with the Feather Clan.

But if the Feather Clan really faced a desperate situation, she could stay outside and keep the fire for the Feather Clan.

At the same time, the news in Mount Bora swept across the entire Huangquan Upper Realm like a storm.