Kurumi Tokisaki’s Planar Journey Chapter 227: Ancient Emperor

"Remember to keep your soul~ Otherwise, the life cards of the two of them in the Soul Clan will be broken. My sister doesn't want to be troubled by these trivial things~"

Kangsan nodded, "I will erase their minds and send them to...Sister Sujin."

The dazzling eyes softened instantly, and Gu Sujin stuffed Kuang San with a bunch of good things. It was estimated that they were all taken from the family library, and they didn't feel bad when they used them.

Put the gift into the ring and saluted three times, "Then, Mo'er will leave first."

The figure disappeared in the hall without a sound, and even Gu Yuan expressed his appreciation for the strange movement.

Gu Sujin glanced at the old guy in a good mood beside her, "She will not become a Dou Di, just like me."

The smile on Gu Yuan's face was stiff, Gu Sujin stood up, and said in a tone of encouragement from the elders: "There is a long way to go, the first emperor of the ancient clan to fight after ten thousand years, it seems that Xiao Yuan is none other than Xiao Yuan. ."

The black figure also disappeared strangely, and only Gu Yuan was left in the council hall.

"Oh~"

Between the ethnic group and his daughter, he will definitely choose the ethnic group as the priority.

San'er's heaven-defying talent was the first time he had seen it in thousands of years. Even his half-emperor ancestor was not so amazing back then.

Breakthrough from Jiuzhuan Dou Zun to Samsung Dou Sheng! Although the breath is a little impetuous, the combat power of the saint level can't be faked!

Afterwards, with the bonus of colorful ethnic patterns, San'er can truly occupy a place in the Dou Qi Continent!

Among the young people of this generation, San'er is the best, right? The only regret is that the three sons are female. Gu Yuan thought, it was a pity.

There is a possibility that the three emperors will stand side by side and return to the prosperous period of ancient times, but the ancestor and the three children have to go outside the territory to break through the "Doudi" realm by other means.

There is no bloodline bonus, but they will attract the source of the emperor.

He can be an emperor too!

After that, King Heiyan has been cultivating for many years, and it is estimated that he also has the hope of becoming an emperor. As long as you grab the blood of the Spirit Race, everything will develop in a good place. isn't it?

eyes closed, body leaning on the main seat of the council...

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Challenger, Ye Jian!

...The winner, Gu Yinghao!

There is no light in the eyes of the young man in white, and the best sword in the clan has been broken in half.

Walking off the ring in a hurry, what is this? Defeat the top ten figures of the younger generation of the ancient family?

Thinking about how high-spirited he was back then, I didn't expect... I didn't expect that he couldn't even beat the tenth place in the side branch! If he couldn't even hold ten moves, he was defeated.

"That... Ye Jian, long time no see!"

The young man holding the broken sword looked up and said in surprise, "Yiyi?!"

Lin Yiyi nodded hurriedly, "You are so seriously injured, quickly eat this medicinal pill refined by the Grandmaster of the Red Queen!"

The eighth-grade healing medicine pill was placed in the palm of the little girl's hand, and many people looked over and whispered.

Ye Jian's face sank sharply and left in the opposite direction of Lin Yiyi.

Childhood childhood sweethearts have the aura of at least the venerable level, much stronger than him! No matter whether it is a demonstration or pity, he does not want to bear it.

Quickly walked away, leaving Lin Yiyi alone to shout a few times, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

Just as she was about to step forward, she was pulled by Xun Er.

Seeing the girl in Tsing Yi shaking her head, Lin Yiyi's mood fluctuated violently.

"How could this be..."

"Next, the ancient demon!"

..."Eighth-Rank Bloodline! Next!"

"Wait!"

Elder Tongxuan frowned and waited patiently for this young man who likes to find trouble to finish his sentence. He just wanted to find someone to have a test.

"Gu Mo'er! Come on up! Gu Mo'er, where are you?! Don't you dare..."

The ancient demon screamed stupidly for a long time, and Elder Tongxuan coughed and said, "Miss Mo'er is in retreat, I'm afraid I can't accept your challenge."

The ancient demon's face sank, and he silently glanced at Elder Tongxuan, and had to leave respectfully.

'Knowing that Gu Mo'er wasn't here, why didn't you tell me in advance? Damn old thing! Bai let labor and capital lose face for so long! ’

The ancient demon cursed in his heart, but suddenly heard Elder Tongxuan call out the name of the next person.

"Next, Gu Mo'er!"

Look around the week, "After 30 breaths, it will be regarded as giving up automatically."

The field is silent, who is Gu Mo'er? I believe there are not many people present who do not know.

The current generation of the Heiyan Army is the second female imperial lineage in the Heiyan Army for thousands of years. The matter of wrestling with the elders has long been spread among the clan, and some children of the ancient race have also heard about it.

It is said that she is the first of the younger generation of the ancient clan, and young talents like Gu Qingyang are also willing to rank behind.

It is said that she is an ancient goddess, which can be seen from her sister who is also a twin.

I heard from the gossip that Gu Mo'er has a divine bloodline, and is very likely to take away the only colorful ethnic pattern from the ancient people for thousands of years.

The coming-of-age ceremony of the Ke clan did not come! This surprised everyone. No matter how arrogant Gu Mo'er is, she won't give up the clan mark, right? Is she giving birth? Otherwise, why would you give up this kind of grand ceremony?

Since the news spread, in just twenty breaths, there have been many versions, enough to be dazzling.

Sitting on the high platform, Xiao Yan and Xiaoyi Xian frowned at the same time, looking down at Xun'er who looked like an independent Qinglian.

Gu Mo'er... She won't really have anything to do with her, will she?

"Okay!" The voice contained half-sacred power, suppressing the cluttered voices present.

There is no sound.

"Gu Mo'er automatically puts..."

“Da~”

The space crack in the middle of the arena opened, and Gu Mo'er, who was wearing a silver robe, stepped out of it. With her luck, she attracted everyone's attention from the moment she appeared!

Whether it's a converted Dou Zun who is a few hundred years old, or a young talent who is a few decades old, all of them are amazed in their eyes.

Just in terms of temperament, this Gu Mo'er is slightly higher than her twin sister!

Even some strong people who like Longyang are considering the possibility of inheriting the lineage!

"Mo'er has something urgent, and I hope Elder Tongxuan will understand."

Waiting for the elders of the general election to speak ~IndoMTL.com~, the children of the big clan who were affected by luck and the charm of Kuangsan themselves began to speak for Gu Moer.

Elder Tongxuan's eyes narrowed for a while before returning to normal.

Others can't detect the aura of a saint on Gu Mo'er, how can he not perceive it?

The corner of his mouth was smiling for the first time, more respectful than other clansmen.

Hold the astrolabe in both hands and let it hang in the air.

"Miss Moer, please!"

Kangsan nodded and tapped the tip of his right finger on it, and the stars on the astrolabe quickly lit up, like a broken bamboo!

The commotion under the stage has not stopped, and the stars on the astrolabe are all lit up in one breath!

The people in the audience were stunned.

Which of the ancient direct descendants who came to power before did not exert the strength to suckle? Even Gu Qingyang, who had a rank nine bloodline, was sweating profusely, and it took a lot of effort to break through.

This Gu Mo'er is as relaxed as drinking water...

Could it be that the astrolabe is broken?

Before they could continue to doubt, the elder Tongxuan, who had known the result for a long time, loudly announced: "Gu Mo'er, the blood of the gods! With the seven-colored Tiandi pen, the seven-colored ethnic pattern is formed!"

Even though the result was known for a long time, Elder Tongxuan was still very excited.

This is the first time he has painted colorful clan patterns for his clan!

Gu Mo'er is the first owner of the bloodline of the ancient clan for thousands of years! After being mentioned, she also broke through the shackles of the semi-sacred and reached the realm of fighting saints that he dreamed of!

The palm of his hand trembled slightly, and it was relieved by taking two breaths.

Respectfully held the colorful Tiandi pen, the fighting spirit in the body was stimulated to the extreme, just when I wanted to paint the colorful ethnic pattern on Gu Mo'er's forehead...

"Om!—"

The altar of the emperor not far away is shining brightly, and the ancient and powerful aura swept in.

Dark clouds shrouded, faintly condensing into a huge phantom with a height of thousands of meters.

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