The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron Chapter 389: The Return of the Moon Clan
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81_81261 In the eyes of the giant yellow bird, contempt flashed, looking down at the army of 20,000.
In its eyes, these armies are no different from ants.
"The master has other important matters, you all follow the instructions of the young master." The yellow bird was indifferent and spoke words.
Shh——
A cloud flew over the sky, and several figures were clearly visible.
That, is a young man holding a sword, with a blood sword, exuding an intimidating blood.
A high-spirited face, freehand pride.
Although the cultivation base is only at the third level of feathering, there is an old man in green robe behind him, but he is the peak of the fourth level of feathering.
"It's you!" Darkmoon City Lord gasped, with hatred and anger in his eyes.
Isn't that yellow bird the monster that destroyed Darkmoon City?
And the blood sword youth, isn't it the young master of the Wu clan who came with him?
In the depths of the dark forest, there are many human forces, the most mysterious of which is the Wu tribe.
"Hehe, Darkmoon City Lord, stay safe!" Wu Yaoyue teased: "I didn't expect that you are also a member of the ancestors. If I knew this, I should give you a part of face and leave Darkmoon behind. city.”
The Wu people stepped on the slaughter, thus announcing the birth of the Wu people! A sensation in the Northern Continent.
But, that's just foreplay, what really made the Wu family sensational on the mainland is. .
Darkmoon City Lord dared not speak out, Han Jianglin was even more silent, under the Demon Emperor, no one dared to resist.
Wu Yaoyue overlooked the earth, swept the ruined Fengming Pavilion, swept the 20,000 army, and swept the millions of miles of mountains and rivers in the northern continent.
"Hahaha.. The world belongs to my clan! After hundreds of years, my clan has returned to the mainland and ruled the world!" Wu Yaoyue smiled proudly among the clouds.
After he finished speaking, he bowed his head and smiled: "I announce that the Northern Continent Alliance is officially established! My ancestors sit as the leader of the alliance, and you, etc., are all subordinates!"
Everyone was shocked.
Wu clan, Wu Yaoyue, who is the ancestor? How did you get the confidence to sit in the Northern Continent and look at the world?
And, what does "the return of my clan" mean.
Could it be that the Wu people were once famous on the mainland?
Wu Yaoyue raised her head and sighed: "There is one more thing announced at the same time! That is, my family will be completely restored!"
"We have carried the surname of the Wu family for too long. It's time to show up on the mainland with our own surname!"
Your last name? Aren't they surnamed Wu?
"Eight ancient clans, descendants of the moon clan, moon demons, pray to the ancestors here, the moon clan, come back!!"
What?
Eight ancient clans, the perished moon clan! !
In those days, when the Dark King left the border, swept the CCP, annihilated the Moon Clan, and imprisoned the Tu Clan, what happened hundreds of years ago is still fresh in the memory of the powerful people in the mainland.
The perished Moon Clan actually reappeared!
And, once it appears, control the Northern Continent Alliance and overlook the world!
Wu Yaoyue, Yue Yao!
Wu Clan, Moon Clan!
That is, the legendary, ancient family that perished for hundreds of years, the Moon Clan!
Hidden deep in the dark forest, incognito.
So, they cut off from the world, concealed their identities, and reproduced quietly.
Now, it was born!
"Who doesn't agree?" Wu Yaoyue was high-spirited, like a king who controls the world.
Everyone is terrified, who dares to resist?
Han Jianglin, Darkmoon City Lord, might as well be.
The two looked at each other and knelt down on one knee: "Congratulations to the Moon Clan to leave the customs!"
To Han Jianglin, being able to attach to the Moon Clan and the powerful ancestor of the Moon Clan is an undeserved blessing.
And Darkmoon City Lord, even if he doesn't want to bow his head to the other eight ancient clans, but if he dares to act a little bit of disobedience at this moment, he will end up with Lord Tingxue.
Feng Xian smiled sweetly, with a little bit of flattery on her face, she fell down on Wu Yaoyue's side, and she was well-behaved and saluted: "See Young Master Yueyao."
In the course of the speech, a few charming waves of holy breath are thrown from time to time.
Holy and charming, it's alluring.
The Moon Demon let out a long laugh and took Feng Xian into her arms: "Where's Shenkong? You and him planned this upheaval in the Northern Continent, why didn't you see anyone?"
Fengxian blushed and said indifferently, "A useless waste, killed by Yinyu."
Silver Feather? Yue Yao's pupils shrank, her face suddenly cold: "It's him!"
Pushing Fengxian away, Yue Yao's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.
Feng Xian was puzzled and full of resentment.
Silence for a moment, Yue Yao said coldly: "There is another thing to announce!"
"My young master, we will get married in January and invite the world's heroes." The green-robed old man behind him took out two invitations and threw them to Han Jianglin and Darkmoon City Lord.
Finally, Yue Yao also took out a portion and stuffed it into Feng Xian's arms: "Feng'er, you have to come too."
Taking advantage of the situation, Yue Yao squeezed Feng Xian's softness. milk. A handful of peaks.
Feng Xian was stiff, holding the invitation card, unwilling.
Mo Wu, it's that woman again! The woman that the moon demon must go to!
Who is more beautiful than her, more noble than her, more powerful than her talent?
"Thank you, Young Master Yue Yao, Feng Xian will definitely attend the banquet." Feng Xian responded with a smile, but there was a vicious look in the depths of her eyes.
Han Jianglin hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Dare to ask Young Master Moon Demon, your ancestors... oh, what about the Alliance Leader?
The moon demon frowned: "Let's leave first. It is said that he is chasing and killing an emperor."
. .
Sacred Eagle gallops on the road.
Half a month's time, but it flew thousands of miles away.
At this time, it is near the edge of the northern continent and the middle continent.
The Mid-Continent is where the Dark Dynasty sits.
"Stop, rest." After traveling for half a month, the Holy Monarch Condor couldn't bear it.
The group landed on a boulder.
Sacred Eagle glanced at the three of them, and sneered: "It's a shame that you haven't died for so long."
Half a month ago, Su Yu, who should have died tragically on the spot, was still alive after half a month.
And, seems to be getting stronger and stronger.
At least for now, breathing is smooth and consciousness is somewhat clear.
Ling Xiaotian, on the other hand, was haggard and tired. In half a month, he seemed to be ten years old.
Pavilion Master Feng Ming is also a little tired.
The three were silent, lying quietly on top of the boulder.
Sacred Eagle looked up to the sky, and also to the endless sky: "It's time."
No one understands what this means.
Suddenly, an admiral took out a bottle of green liquid from his sleeve and brought it to Ling Xiaotian.
"Palace Master Ling, I have been exhausted for many days. Drink this bottle of spiritual liquid that replenishes physical strength and spiritual energy. Drink it, it is good for your body, so that you can defend yourself in the headquarters, and also prevent us from hurting you and extorting confessions by torture. Suspect." The Admiral said with no expression on his face.
Ling Xiaotian took it, but did not take it.
Su Yu was a little more conscious, and his body was numb, like a puppet.
His body is dead.
The injuries were too severe and broken too much. In half a month, most of the bodies died, and a faint smell of death could be smelled.
However, what Su Yu couldn't understand was that he was still alive in such a state.
Suddenly, Su Yu looked at the jade bottle, his face changed slightly, he secretly pulled Ling Xiaotian's sleeve, and whispered: "Don't drink."
Ling Xiaotian nodded lightly and looked up at the Holy Eagle: "Is it finally decided?"
"Or, did the plan finally go well?"
Sacred Eagle, with his back to Ling Xiaotian, sneered ruthlessly at the corners of his mouth: "Ling Xiaotian, don't blame me, Saint Lord Bailuo has asked you to be loyal several times, but it was you who swore to the death and fell to the point where you can't blame others."
Ling Xiaotian with a bit of a miserable smile, a bit of loneliness, and a bit of persistence: "Yes! I am indeed asking for hardships for myself, and I really can't blame others, but I have never regretted it."
"I, Ling Xiaotian, have always only been loyal to the king. This is my repayment of his kindness, Holy Monarch Bailuo, but only a mere sage, what qualifications does he have to ask me to join him instead? He thinks he can be with the king. Should you compare?"
Sacred Eagle Sacred Monarch smiled as usual: "Haha, since the monarchs swept the world for hundreds of years, shocked the heavens, and revived the dynasty, they have been hidden from the world."
"All matters are handled by the holy monarch. Why don't you take refuge with the holy monarch Bailuo?" The holy eagle shook his head lightly: "It's hard to say, whether the monarch is still alive or not, it's a matter of discussion."
"Seven great sages, in hundreds of years, only Yiyu Sage could meet him. Whether he is alive or not, there is no research!"
Ling Xiaotian's eyes suddenly sharpened: "What nonsense!"
"The monarch's martial power can be called good fortune, but he is immortal for a thousand years. What is a mere hundreds of years?" Ling Xiaotian was very respectful to the dark monarch.
Sage Monarch Divine Eagle sneered and shook his head: "It's up to you to believe it or not, but I can tell you that it's not just us, but other saints are also suspicious, Holy Monarch Yiyu is a chess piece controlled by a certain force, The purpose is to pass her, falsely spread the king's will, and order the dark dynasty!"
In this regard, Ling Xiaotian is silent.
The king of darkness has not been out for hundreds of years, and no one knows his life or death.
There has been a case where someone called a false will.
And Yi Yu Shengjun, this mysterious woman, is unusually abrupt. She has become a new generation of saints, and is highly valued by the dark king. Only he can enter and exit the king's retreat and convey the king's will.
The suspicion of her, the Six Great Monarchs, is tacit.
Therefore, Shengjun Bailuo has the will to stand on his own, win over the power of the dark dynasty, and test the reaction of Shengjun Yiyu.
Once it is determined that she is spreading false information, she establishes herself as the king of darkness and controls the dynasty.
Nowadays, most of the affairs of the dynasty are presided over by Saint Lord Bailuo.
For example, order the condor to take action and bring Ling Xiaotian back, no, assassinate halfway.
"Sage Lord Bailuo gave you the opportunity to choose, but unfortunately, you chose another path. As the king's confidant, you can only be executed~IndoMTL.com~ When I come to arrest you, you will You should have thought about your fate, right?"
Ling Xiaotian nodded silently.
When the Condor King appeared, he knew that the so-called fair treatment was just an illusion.
Sage Lord Bailuo does not allow him to live, that's all.
"Now that you know, then let's go, I really don't want to shoot at you." The Condor Holy Monarch expressed his loneliness.
Ling Xiaotian chuckled lightly: "It's not that I don't want to shoot at me, but I can't shoot, so as not to leave traces and be found on you, right?"
Sacred Eagle's face stiffened, and a hint of cruelty emerged: "You know, just drink it!"
He died in the Northern Continent, and anyone would suspect that it was the condor.
Only at the junction of the northern continent and the middle continent, the terrain is dangerous, and there are many evil people hiding here.
They were attacked by murderers and Ling Xiaotian accidentally sacrificed. This is the best explanation. .