I, Posthumous Son Of The Great Emperor, Start Dual Pupils Supreme Bone

On the other side, the small border town where the Yan Clan is located.

Since ancient times, the Yan tribe has gradually declined, and the young people in the tribe are not as good as the next generation.

The original crowd has become empty, and the family forces that had been friendly with it have gradually become estranged. Even the other seven clans, which are the eight ancient clans, have begun to be reluctant to deal with them. Some people have suggested that the Yan clan be kicked out. Out of the ancient eight tribes.

If it weren't for the existence of the three ancestors of the Yan Clan, the Yan Clan would have already been removed from the eight ancient clans.

But today, the down-and-out Yan Clan has become lively again.

Huge warships crossed out from the void, and the warships were full of black-armored soldiers holding spears and daggers!

Any one of these soldiers can be regarded as a top powerhouse in this border town.

When the people in the city saw this scene, their eyes widened in disbelief.

It was hard for them to imagine that the Yan Clan, who had been down and out in their eyes, actually had such powerful energy.

At this moment, in this border town, those family forces that were originally hostile to the Yan Clan trembled.

And at this moment in the Yan Clan, somewhere in the meeting hall.

It is rare for all the patriarchs of the eight ancient clans to gather together.

"Lin Potian, you used the Supreme Order to summon us, why? Could it be that your Yan Clan is really dying? It's about to collapse!"

Wind Clan patriarch Feng Wuji said with a cold snort.

Seeing this scene, people from the other six races also showed playful smiles on their faces.

The Supreme Order of the eight ancient tribes is divided into eight pieces, which are in the hands of their respective patriarchs, and cannot be used at non-critical moments!

"My son, Lin Yan, was imprisoned by Tianjiao of the Imperial Clan Su Family. I called everyone this time to help me rescue Yan'er!!"

Lin Potian said straight to the point.

Everyone present, whether it is cultivation base or seniority, is much higher than him.

If it were on a normal day, he would definitely feel panic in his heart, but at this moment, he was very indifferent.

It's all because the ancestor of the Yan Clan in ancient times is still alive, and has also reached the strength of Half step Supreme, possessing the strength to look down on everyone.

"Hehe, listen to what you are talking about? Let us help you save your son from the hands of the Imperial Clan Su Family? How do you say such words!"

Lei Yun, the patriarch of the Lei Clan, sneered, his face full of disdain.

He had also heard about the ancient imperial city.

You, Lin Potian's son, provoked the wrong people and was beaten to death, but now you want us to fight against the Su Family together?

Want to fart again?

After speaking, Lei Yun got up with a cold face and was about to leave.

"I'm sorry, I still have something to do, so I have to go first!"

The patriarch of the Yu Clan also smiled and prepared to leave, and the rest of the people followed suit.

All the people present can become the patriarch of a big clan, which one is not the best of the best?

To fight against the Imperial Clan Su Family for a Yan Clan that has already fallen?

No kidding, it's impossible.

Lin Potian looked at the people who were about to leave, without the slightest worry on his face, instead a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, picked up the tea on the table, and drank it on his own.

"Everyone, come to our Yan Clan as a guest, are you leaving in such a hurry?"

At this moment, the door of the meeting room suddenly closed automatically, and a slight laughter sounded.

Immediately afterwards, three figures appeared in front of everyone out of thin air, and it was Lin Kun and the three of them.

"It's you!"

The patriarchs of the Seven Clans couldn't help but be shocked when they saw the three people appearing suddenly!

But soon, they calmed down.

"Hehe, I said who it is. I didn't expect it to be you three old monsters. I didn't expect you to be dead after so many years!"

"It's just that I have to say that you three old monsters really endured it. The three of you plus Lin Potian have a total of four Saints. You can be regarded as a powerful party, but you are willing to nest in this borderland." !"

Feng Wuji said sarcastically, not caring about the three of them at all.

Although the others were a little startled at first, their expressions became calm again later.

Then, he turned around and continued to prepare to leave.

"snort!"

However, at this moment, a cold snort suddenly sounded.

The sound was not loud, but it fell on everyone's ears like Hong Zhong Dalu.

Immediately afterwards, a faint Supreme power came oppressing everyone.

Under Supreme, everyone is an ant!

This sentence is not just talk.

At the next moment, the patriarchs of the seven ancient clans shook their bodies at the same time, and fell limply on the ground uncontrollably, their faces full of horror!

"This is... Supreme coercion!"

"who is it?"

Just when everyone was horrified, the door of the originally closed meeting hall suddenly opened.

An old man appeared in front of everyone silently.

The old man was wearing a red robe, with white hair and wrinkles on his face.

However, the strange thing is that although his appearance is old, his vitality is extremely strong, just like a young man.

This is the three generations of ancestors of the Yan Clan—Lin Lan!

"You are...Lin Lan!"

Someone recognized Lin Lan's identity and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Shouldn't you be dead, why..."

Everyone looked at Lin Lan in surprise, their eyes widened, for fear of making a mistake.

"Hehe, death? My fate is up to me. As long as I want to live, who in this world can let me die?"

Lin Lan said domineeringly.

Everyone was silent for a while.

"Everyone, today I will talk about it."

"In ancient times, the eight tribes were originally one, with the same branch. Today, I want to gather the power of the eight tribes to rescue Qilin, my Yan tribe..."

"Who is for? Who is against?"

After finishing speaking, Lin Lan leaned forward suddenly, staring at everyone.

The air at the scene became tense in an instant.

After a while, Feng Wuji was the first to break the silence, and said: "My Feng Clan can make a move, but, Su Family is Imperial Clan after all, even if we gather the power of our eight clans..."

Imperial Clan, these two words are too heavy!

However, before he could finish speaking, Lin Lan interrupted him directly.

"So what if his Su Family is Imperial Clan?"

"The era of taboo has passed, and the Great Emperor of his Su Family has long since fallen. Now that I am Supreme, why should I be afraid of his Imperial Clan?"

Lin Lan's face was full of domineering, and he was full of momentum when he said these words.

"Besides, this Nine Heavens Realm is not his Su Family's world, and there are still opponents who can fight against it."

"I have reached an agreement with the Ancient God Mountain to form an alliance. This time, our eight tribes only need to kill the Su Family, the Double Pupils boy!"

"As for the rest of the Su Family? People from the Ancient God Mountain will take action to stop them!"

Having said this, Lin Lan looked at everyone.

"I would like to join!"

"I'll join too!"

.....

After a while, under Lin Lan's oppression, the people of the seven clans all chose to agree!

Lin Potian at the side saw this scene, and couldn't help showing an uncontrollable smile on his face.

Su Family children!

How did you insult Yan'er and me back then?

Tomorrow, I will return it to you a hundred times, a thousand times!

Su Family? Imperial Clan?

so what?