Seeing the Dinghai divine needle of the Feng clan, the sustenance of the spirit and strength in everyone's mind, the Xiantian Parasol Tree once again regained its youth, and all the Feng clan members could no longer contain their excitement and cheered loudly.

The cheers of the crowd grew louder and louder, and finally they merged into one sentence:

"The ancestors return, God bless my clan!"

"The ancestors return, God bless my clan!"

At this moment, the Xiantian Parasol Tree suddenly dropped countless red lights, which accurately fell on every Feng tribe member present.

After these red lights came into contact with the Feng tribe people, they quickly merged into their bodies, and then these people discovered that their own Cultivation Base had risen to a level in an instant.

Some Realm, which has been stagnant for many years, suddenly broke through the bottleneck; some are elderly Feng clan who have reached their elder years, and feel that their own body has become younger, and they can almost kill a kun!

More than that, more red light emerged from the Xiantian Parasol Tree, and it flew into the distance at a speed like lightning.

"What is he doing?" Nuwa didn't know what the Xiantian Parasol Tree was doing, and couldn't help but asked strangely, "Is it going to announce the good news?"

Chen Xuan just thought about it, and then he understood, and said with a smile: "He wants to bless every member of the Feng clan, because he is the protector of the entire race, so he will naturally be impartial."

On a battlefield tens of thousands of miles away from Fengming City, countless Feng Clan and their own allied Qilin Clan struggled to resist the attack of the Dragon Clan.

Although the number of dragons is scarce, their combat effectiveness is very strong. The two allied forces that fought were miserable, and they were retreating steadily.

The leader of the dragon is Yazi, the son of Ancestral Dragon. He suffered a lot from Nuwa. He came to this battlefield to escape his anger.

It was him just now, beheading the Feng clan leader of the two clan coalition forces on the spot.

Even if the opponent had the talent to be reborn from the ashes, Yazi just relied on his father's talent spell to destroy his body and spirit, and there was no hope of resurrection.

And the two-family coalition army without a leader is even more unable to resist the dragon family, and is about to fall into a desperate situation of annihilation of the entire army.

Yazi yelled, and at the same time the sword in his mouth cut off a Qilin's head.

Just when he rushed to a Qingluan whose whole body was bathed in blood, a red light suddenly fell from the sky and fell into the body of the Qingluan.

Qing Luan's injuries almost disappeared in the blink of an eye, and there was a terrifying aura ascending in his body, which was totally different from just now.

"The ancestor's blessing, the ancestor is back!" This Qingluan felt the changes in his body, and the improvement of Cultivation Base made his mind become very clear, and he immediately figured out the joints.

Looking at the other Feng clan fighters, the same is true. They suddenly became a masterpiece and their morale was high.

"kill!"

Qing Luan shouted loudly, swiping the long sword in his hand, and cut off several huge dragon heads in an instant.

Dragon blood splashed all over him, but Qingluan didn't see him, like a madman, and rushed to Yazi desperately.

The same thing happened at the same time in every corner of the battlefield. This sudden change caught the Dragon Clan by surprise, and soon lost to the offensive of the coalition forces and was defeated.

Even with Yazi's desperate counterattack, there is still no way to recover the defeat-if he hadn't escaped fast, he might have become the first son of Ancestral Dragon captured by the Feng Clan.

It's not completely defeated, but Yazi is so bloodthirsty and warlike that he was shocked by the desperate Phoenix fighters like this group of lunatics-a lunatic actually wanted to get into his stomach, and then Play and die together.As the saying goes, the soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, and the hard ones are afraid of death.

Then Yazi just ran into something desperate, so he could only run away.

...

The Feng clan held a grand ceremony in Fengming City to celebrate the return of its ancestors.

As the biggest heroes, Chen Xuan and Nuwa were naturally worshipped by all Feng tribesmen—just like their ancestors.

Chen Xuan sits on a high platform specially built for him and Nuwa. Below is a Feng tribe who is crawling on the ground and muttering words, and next to him is the same expressionless Nuwa.

"Hey, crazy woman, I feel so boring!"

"You don't need to say, me too!"

Nuwa hummed these words, expressing his own dissatisfaction.

Sitting withered like this and being offered up as a mascot, it was naturally boring, but Chen Xuan could still understand Huang Ji's kindness.

The Feng clan needs such an opportunity to give all the clansmen and even allies of the Qilin clan a signal: This is Heavenly Dao blessing our clan!

The ancestors have returned, and their strength is even stronger!

Our clan will win the war against the dragon clan!

It's just understanding to understand, sitting like this is really boring!

I miss the four little girls at home. I don't know how they are. Do you miss the old father who is away from home?

At this moment, Chen Xuan saw a commotion in the crowd and knew that something must have happened.

"Don't worry, speak slowly." Although he is far younger than Huang Ji, but the seniority is placed here, Chen Xuan still old-fashioned and said to Huang Ji who rushed in in a hurry, "What happened?"

Huang Ji lowered her head and said: "Zuan senior, I just got bad news. Our city in the Far East was attacked by the Dragon Clan, and the defenders suffered heavy losses. I am afraid that I will not be able to continue."

This bunch of dog stuff!

Chen Xuan stood up suddenly: "Where is the location, tell me! I'll rush over!"

Huang Ji was startled and hesitated: "Senior, leave this to me to do it, you and Nuwa Empress..."

Chen Xuan didn't talk nonsense. He reached out and pointed out that a luxury chariot driven by Kowloon descended from the sky. It was the Jiulong agarwood which he signed when he was going to Longtengcheng.

"No matter how fast you fly, can you still have this thing fast?"

"But……"

"Saving people is like fighting fire. It's not so'but'." Chen Xuan interrupted Huang Ji unceremoniously, and then took Nuwa and jumped onto the Nine Dragon Agarwood, "You are here to control the overall situation, that's all!"

The nine five-clawed golden dragons uttered a sky-shaking dragon chant, and then they pulled the Nine Dragon Agarwood into a golden light, but disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The Jiulong Agarwood is worthy of being the number one car among the prehistoric ones. It only took half a day to rush to the far coast of the East China Sea.

"It seems that we are still a step late in the end!"

Looking at the city below that was already surrounded by raging fire, Chen Xuan sighed.

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