Douluo's Golden Saint Cloth

Most of the people from the ancient clan around him knelt down in an instant, including Lin Xian and others. However, some elders and people with the strength of the ancient demon did not kneel down, but they bowed slightly.

He got down, not daring to look directly at the golden figure in the field.

"Haha, now you should know how scary Xun'er is, right?"

On the towering giant tree, the man in green shirt squinted his eyes and looked at the golden light in the distance, and smiled and said to the two people behind him who were already stunned.

"Divine product..."

The two of them looked at each other, feeling bitterness in their mouths. Although they had some speculations in their hearts before, when these speculations became reality, even they still found it unbelievable. After all, divine bloodline,

It has never appeared again in the ancient tribe's thousands of years.

The golden beam of light shot straight into the sky. After a while, it finally slowly dissipated, and finally turned into a ray of golden light, which penetrated back into Xun'er's body again. At this time, she slowly opened her beautiful eyes, but for the silence around her,

But he didn't feel the slightest surprise, but stared calmly at the fanatical Elder Tongxuan in front of him.

"It really is a divine bloodline..."

Under Xun'er's gaze, Elder Tongxuan murmured excitedly twice, and then gradually calmed down. He smiled at the former, then his face became solemn, his hands stretched out respectfully, and then he gently raised his hand to the void in front of him.

As soon as he grasped it, a dragon pen shining with colorful luster appeared in his hand. As soon as this colorful dragon pen appeared, all the ancient tribesmen had a look of respect on their faces.

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Looking at the dragon pen shining with colorful luster, Mang Tianzhi also let out a breath and murmured.

"The Seven-Colored Heavenly Emperor's Pen... This thing that has not been used by the ancient tribe for thousands of years, is now finally coming out..."

Elder Tongxuan held the seven-color dragon pen in his hand respectfully, and his heart was filled with excitement. This seven-color heavenly emperor pen, which has not been used by the ancient tribe for thousands of years, is finally about to be unsealed!

"Xun'er..."

Holding the colorful Heavenly Emperor pen tightly in his palm, Elder Tongxuan also looked at Xun'er. Seeing this, the latter nodded slightly and then closed his beautiful eyes.

Seeing Xun'er nodding, Elder Tongxuan's expression also became solemn, and a monstrous aura surged out from his body overwhelmingly. Then his palm holding the colorful Emperor's pen suddenly tightened, and his arms suddenly danced, with mysterious strokes.

The trajectory quickly formed under his palm, and with the dancing of the colorful Heavenly Emperor's pen, a series of colorful clan lines appeared on Xun'er's smooth forehead one stroke after another.

This kind of seven colors is an extremely brilliant color. Compared with the seven colors on the forehead of the man in green shirt, it is many times more powerful. Although the difference between the divine grade and the ninth grade is only one grade, the difference between the two

The difference between them is like clouds and mud.

And as the colorful clan patterns emerged one by one, Elder Tongxuan's face became more and more solemn, and the palm holding the Emperor's Pen couldn't help but tremble slightly. The fighting spirit in his body also seemed to be at this moment.

Passing by as fast as the tide...

When the last stroke was finally made, even with Elder Tongxuan's tyrannical strength, fine cold sweat could not help but appear on his forehead. However, despite the great consumption, his eyes were filled with excitement.

"alright……"

Hearing the voice next to his ear, Xun'er's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and the moment his eyes opened, the colorful clan patterns on his forehead suddenly burst out with intense colorful light!

"Plop!"

Under this burst of colorful light, there were many powerful ancient tribesmen. They couldn't help but feel the pressure deep in their souls. With a pop, they knelt down towards Xun'er in the field with a face full of fanaticism.

And down.

"Haha, the colorful clan pattern, my ancient clan finally appeared again after thousands of years..."

When the seven-colored light burst out, an old laughter also sounded vaguely in the distant sky.

The laughter was very faint and fleeting, and it would be impossible to detect it unless one had an extraordinary ear.

"I didn't expect that even this person would be alarmed..."

When this unusually old voice sounded, Elder Tongxuan was slightly startled, and then he bowed slightly and bowed to somewhere in the sky.

…

Above the lush green peaks, light clouds and mist linger, making it look like a fairyland.

Bai Ge took Qian Renxue, Medusa and others to stay here temporarily.

However, today, a figure appeared silently and quietly.

This man was about forty years old and looked like an ordinary middle-aged man. He was dressed in simple linen clothes and had a slight smile on his face, which made people feel slightly at ease.

Bai Ge smiled: "Senior Gu Yuan? Are you here to see Xiao Yan?"

Gu Yuan smiled: "Yes, I also came to meet you, the young master of Yanhuang Palace."

Bai Ge was speechless for a moment. The background set by the system was too large, which was also a bit troublesome!

Bai Ge pondered for a moment and then said: "Senior Gu Yuan, what do you think of the Spirit Tribe not sending anyone here this time?"

"you mean?"

"The Soul Clan possesses the Void Swallowing Flame, which you should know, Senior Gu Yuan.

Then, the Void Swallowing Flame devoured the last leader of the Spirit-Devouring Clan, thereby allowing the Soul Clan to possess the Spirit-Devouring Clan's method of continuing the Dou Emperor's bloodline.

It is also because of this that for tens of thousands of years, the soul clan’s bloodline power has never exhausted..."

"What did you say?!" Upon hearing the news, Gu Yuan's expression suddenly changed!

"Senior, do you think I'm joking? I, Yanhuang Palace, also have the bloodline of Dou Emperor. Do you think, senior, that the Soul Clan hasn't taken action against us?"

Gu Yuan looked a little solemn, "So, what's your plan?"

"I plan to find a way to rescue Senior Xiao Xuan from the sky tomb and resurrect him first.

At that time, we can advance and attack, and retreat and defend."

Gu Yuan nodded: "Okay, I'll do as you say. But, how are you going to get in to the Sky Tomb?"

Bai Ge smiled slightly: "Senior Gu Yuan, don't worry, I only need to cover my whereabouts for me.

As for the quota, haha... Aren’t the two quotas for the Soul Clan ready-made?"

…

Since the flow of time between the Sky Tomb and the outside world is different, Bai Ge thought about it and sent Medusa back to the Starfall Pavilion first.

Now, I'm afraid that by the time Bai Ge comes back from the Sky Tomb, the child will be born.

Bai Ge also discussed the name of the child with Medusa in advance.

All Medusas throughout the ages were women, so there is no need to worry about whether they are boys or girls.

Bai Yueyao is the result of Bai Ge's struggle for a long time.

To commemorate the moonlight where he and Medusa met.

…

In this misty and strange place, there are occasional strange fires flickering in the distance, and then, in a flash, deathly silence envelopes this strange land.

"laugh!"

In the silent land, the space suddenly became distorted. Immediately, two figures holding hands slowly emerged from the space. When they appeared here, the fighting energy in the two people's bodies started to circulate almost at the same time. Their eyes were cautious.

Look around.

"Is this the celestial tomb?"

After discovering nothing unexpected, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, looked around curiously, and asked.

"Yes." Xun'er smiled and nodded. It seems that the others must have been teleported to other places. This tomb is extremely vast, and no one can say whether they will encounter them.

"A very rich energy, stronger than the ancient world..." Xiao Yan grabbed a handful of the misty gas in front of him with his palm, but was surprised to find that these gases contained extremely rich energy of heaven and earth.

And the level of purity far exceeded his expectations.

Xun'er smiled sweetly, tilted her head slightly and looked at Xiao Yan, saying, "Which floor does Brother Xiao Yan plan to go to?"

"If possible, I would like to go to the tomb of my ancestor Xiao Xuan, which is the third floor of the Sky Tomb. However, it is too dangerous there. It is not urgent now. After all, we have three years." Xiao Yan pondered.

After a moment, he said.

Xun'er didn't seem surprised by Xiao Yan's answer. He knew the former's temperament and naturally came here. So he would definitely not give up Xiao Xuan's tomb easily.

"Let's go, the sky tomb is huge. Let's rush all the way to the second floor first. According to my expectation, this should take about four months. In the sky tomb, due to the pressure of energy, we can't fly for too long.

, so we have more time to walk there..."

Inside the tomb, there was a state of desolation.

This feeling of emptiness and loneliness is enough to drive people crazy.

Therefore, even with the tenacity of Xiao Yan and Xun'er, it is impossible to practice continuously. They always need a period of rest to adjust their mood.

Today, it is already the fourth month since Xun'er and Xiao Yan entered the Heavenly Tomb.

Just when Xiao Yan and Xun'er were chatting with each other as before, a wisp of cold breeze suddenly and quietly swept into this quiet place...

Xun'er, who was originally nestled in Xiao Yan's arms, suddenly opened her eyes, looked at the northern sky with a cold face, and said lightly: "Now that we are here, why bother to hide anymore? The people of the Soul Clan are now in this state.

What?"

"Haha, he is worthy of being the owner of the divine bloodline of this generation of the ancient clan. Such keen perception is really admirable..."

As Xun'er's cold voice fell, the space in the distance also rippled. Immediately, two figures in black robes came slowly through the air, and a gloomy aura quietly filled the air.

Two figures shrouded in black robes stepped into the void, and then slowly landed not far from Xun'er. The leader raised his head slightly, revealing a pale young face. It was the soul.

The soul cliff of the clan!

"Hunya, you are so brave!"

Xun'er stared at Hunya with cold eyes and said slowly.

"Haha, what's so bold about this? Your identity has no deterrent effect on me.

In fact, I really want to know, if something unexpected happens to you, the owner of the divine bloodline, what kind of riots will the ancient tribe turn into?" Hun Ya said with a smile, his voice filled with coldness.

"It's just you?" Xun'er said in a calm voice with the golden flames beating slowly in her eyes.

"Not only you, but also this remnant of the Xiao family."

On the other side, Hun Li, who was shrouded in black robes, slowly spoke.

Xun'er sneered: "Come and try!"

"As you wish." Hun Ya smiled slightly, and a cold arc appeared on his pale face: "Hun Li, let's kill together!"

"Um."

Hearing this, the man in black robes beside Soul Cliff also nodded slowly, and pulled open the cloak above his head with his palm, revealing a face covered with scars. Under the many scars, a pair of indifferent eyes,

Staring at Xun'er not far away, he didn't waver at all because of the latter's charming appearance.

"Miss Xun'er must have heard of Hun Li, right?

Haha, in the past years, the ancient soul clan had secretly fought against each other, and many powerful ancient clans died in his hands. Of course, the scars on his body were also left by those people."

"Now that you're here, let's leave your lives behind!"

Xiao Yan, who was beside Xun'er, also spoke solemnly.

The two families have been fighting each other for a long time, and now that their enemies meet, they are even more jealous.

Just listen to the sound of breaking wind, countless sharp black chains, like a downpour, poured directly towards Xiao Yan. Each of these chains has the ability to easily penetrate a strong Dou Zun.

Even Xun'er, who has now reached the peak of Dou Zun, dare not underestimate the power of defense!

"Great Fortune Palm!"

With one palm shot, a chillingly dark aperture spread out from his palm like lightning!

Hun is ruthless, and Xiao Yan is even more ruthless. As soon as he strikes, he displays heaven-level fighting skills.

At this time, Hun Li, who originally had a ferocious face, finally had a look of horror in his eyes.

He never expected that Xiao Yan would dare to hold back his hand when fighting the ancient demon, hiding a useless heaven-level fighting skill.

The jet-black aperture, like a mysterious black hole, spread rapidly from Xiao Yan's palm, and almost in the blink of an eye, it collided with the very close Hun Li.

Looking at the black hole aperture that was rapidly enlarging in his pupils, a look of shock flashed across Hun Li's eyes!

Since the consumption of fighting energy by heaven-level fighting skills is too huge, even they dare not use them easily. At this level, one move of heaven-level fighting skills can be the ultimate move that determines victory, defeat, and life or death.

When the black hole aperture touched Hun Li's body, bursts of rich black mist fighting energy erupted from the surface of the latter's body. It did not directly erode his body like it did with Yuan Chenzi and Old Ghost Zhaixing.

Obviously, the strength of this Hun Li far exceeds that of the old ghost Zhaixing.

"snort!"

Realizing that the aperture was blocked, Xiao Yan's eyes were slightly cold, and the fighting energy in his body surged out overwhelmingly, pouring all of it into the dark aperture.

"Chichi!"

With the infusion of fighting spirit, Hun Li's sleeves burst open with a roar, and dense blood droplets seeped out of his arms. These blood droplets slid down his arms, and finally resembled raindrops.

, connected into a line, and continued to fall to the ground.

Sensing the terrifying tearing force that diffused from the aperture, Hun Li's expression changed slightly. He could feel that the violent energy in the aperture was getting stronger and stronger. If this continued, even he would be

If you cannot bear it, serious injuries will inevitably occur...

"Soul blast!"

With this thought passing through his mind, a stern look flashed across Hun Li's eyes, and thick black mist continuously surged out from his palms. Finally, amid the bursts of shrill screams, powerful souls burst out one after another.

The body is actually straight

Then the self-destruction opened. In an instant, the terrifying energy impact exploded, and it actually blocked the spread of the black light circle. Moreover, with the help of the reverse thrust of the self-destruction of the soul, Hun Li's figure also quickly and quickly

retreat.