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Volume 2: Battle with Xiliang Chapter 313: Twelve Ancestors

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    The stars annihilate the thunder.

    As soon as this move was launched, the green and purple light spitting out from the Qinggang Sword quickly converged into a blue starburst, and the appearance of this starburst actually caused fear in Situ Xing's thunder power.

    It stands to reason that the power of attributes will not have emotions, and naturally there will be no fear. However, once the power of attributes is controlled by a person and contained in the star power, it will be connected with that person, and it will also have emotions.  A little bit of human color, of course, as energy, this kind of attribute power will not have too complicated emotions, it can only show excitement or fear.

    At this moment, the thunder attribute power controlled by Situ Xing showed fear.

    This fear was also transmitted to Situ Xing himself, making him feel even worse!  !  What kind of energy does the other party have, and how can he restrain his own thunder power?

    In Situ Xing's knowledge, there is no force in the world that can restrain the power of thunder. The power of thunder is an extremely domineering force, and it can be regarded as one of the strongest forces in the world. If we say  It is restraint. Those feminine and negative demonic powers may be able to restrain the thunder attribute a little, but they are just restraining each other, not suppressing them. But in front of them, the energy used by the white-bearded old man can firmly suppress them.  The power of thunder can even shock.

    This made Situ Xing full of doubts, his heart was horrified and he also fell into hard thinking. He was even more suspicious of the old man's identity.

    Suddenly, Situ Xing showed a look of astonishment: "You arethe God Clan!"

    "Huh, you have some sense." The white-bearded old man snorted coldly and answered in the affirmative.

    This time, not only Situ Xing, but also everyone present looked shocked, including Ren Xiaoyao. However, while others were horrified, Ren Xiaoyao was surprised.

    The God Clan that Situ Xing talks about is naturally the Xingyao Clan. Thousands of years ago, the Xingyao Clan was called the God Clan, especially for the followers of the Thunder Clan and the Fire Clan back then, and today's Thunder Pond Holy Land  He Tianyan Holy Land was the predecessor of the Thunder Clan and the Fire Clan, so when they saw people from the Xingyao Clan, they would naturally call them "God Clan".

    The reason why Situ Xing realized this was because he had heard some words passed down from the ancestors of the Thunder Pond Holy Land: In this world, the only thing that could suppress the thunder-attribute power of their Thunder Pond Holy Land was the power of the Gods back then.  Power is the purest and strongest power between heaven and earth. It is somewhat similar to the power of thunder attribute, but it is much higher than the power of thunder attribute. At this time, since the power of the white-bearded old man can suppress the power of thunder, then only  A possibility!  !  He uses the power of the gods.

    At this time, the old man also admitted this, which was equivalent to announcing to everyone that he was really a member of the Xingyao clan, a clan of gods that dominated the world at that time and later disappeared and hid for thousands of years.

    Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but his heart was beating wildly: His guess was indeed true. Our Xingyao clan has not declined.

    ¡°At least the white-bearded old man in front of me is super strong, which shows the strength of the Xingyao clan.

    "Haha, just one of my predecessors from the Xingyao Clan came here, and it was enough to overwhelm the two Holy Lands and the eight demons. Now that I have obtained four Xingyao Brands, I can return to my family to see them.  "Ren Xiaoyao is looking forward to it. He has been looking forward to returning to the Xingyao clan for a long time.

    With a wave of the Qinggang Sword, the bright blue starlight blasted towards Situ Xing. In an instant, the blue starlight wrapped the purple-blue thunder attribute star power around Situ Xing, causing the thunder shield to tremble violently that day.  It will be destroyed.

    If the Thunder Shield is broken, there is only one result waiting for Situ Xing, and that is death. At this time, Situ Xing is already shaking like chaff, and the fear in his heart can no longer be concealed. The other party is a master of the God Clan, and he is higher than himself in terms of realm.  , and completely suppressing himself in terms of attributes, he will definitely die.

    But he didn¡¯t want to die. He had lived for nearly a thousand years and had been enjoying prosperity and honor. How could he be willing to die like this? So almost as a natural reaction, Situ Xing¡¯s legs softened and he knelt down in mid-air.

    "Spare your life, senior, spare your life!"

    Situ Xing didn¡¯t care about his image at all, and he didn¡¯t care about so many people watching. It was important to save his life at this time. If it was a moment later, his life might be gone.

    "Senior, please spare my life. For the sake of me being a descendant of the Thunder Clan, please spare my life The villain must change his past and serve the Gods faithfully from now on.  !¡±

    As he spoke, Situ Xing knelt down with all his strength. In order to save his life, dignity was not worth mentioning at all. His actions made many Leichi Holy Land masters behind him feel shameless and humiliated, but none of them  If people dare to stand up and speak out, if they stand up and act like heroes at this time, they may become the nextThe target of the attack did not think that they could survive in the hands of the old man from the God race.

    Situ Xing's performance also made the white-bearded old man frown frequently and feel very contemptuous. Just now, he was still very arrogant and arrogant. Now, once his life was on the line, he immediately changed his face and looked like a villain. He didn't even want to lose his face.  Everyone will feel contempt, and what he just said about "loyalty, service, and even death" is not credible.

    The Thunder Clan can be regarded as the scapegoat!  !  As vassals of the Xingyao Clan back then, they have now established their own business, established the Thunder Pond Holy Land, and dared to attack the descendants of the Xingyao Clan. This is already a betrayal. The so-called disloyalty will not be used a hundred times. For such subordinates, it is  There is no credibility at all.

    However, when he saw Situ Xing kneeling down to beg for mercy, the white-bearded old man still pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and withdrew the previous attack.

    "In this case, I will spare your life as a dog. From now on, be a good dog for our Xingyao God Clan!"

    "Thank you, senior. Thank you, senior, for sparing your life. Thank you for not killing me" After hearing that the other party spared his life, Situ Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him repeatedly. Whether he is a human master of Leichi Holy Land or a star  At least the life of the dog of the Yao clan was saved, and everything is not over yet. Situ Xing has lived for nearly a thousand years, and he can be regarded as flexible and flexible, but his face of greed for life and fear of death makes others feel disdainful.

    At this time, Ren Xiaoyao frowned. He felt a little puzzled that the white-bearded old man did not kill Situ Xing. There is no possibility of loyalty for such a dog slave. If there is a chance in the future, he will definitely betray him.  Well, in this case, what's the use of keeping him? Anyway, with Ren Xiaoyao's temperament, he will definitely kill him directly. He doesn't know why this senior in the clan chose to keep his life.

    However, Ren Xiaoyao didn't say anything. He still respected this old man in the clan very much, and naturally he would not question his decision in front of everyone.

    I saw the old man let go of Situ Xing, and then raised his eyes to look around at everyone present.

    He first looked at the Eight Demon Young Masters.

    As a senior member of the Xingyao clan, this old man has lived for who knows how many years. Even if he has not experienced the war thousands of years ago, he must know a lot about the inside story. Therefore, he is extremely disgusted with the demon clan.  , at this time, it is natural to deal with the geniuses of these eight demon clans first. These demon young men are the hope of the future of the nine demon clans. If they go out early, it is impossible to avoid a catastrophe.

    The old man glanced at the eight demon young masters. The indifference in his eyes disappeared at this moment. It was obvious that he was more afraid of these eight people than he was of the many masters of the two holy places.

    After a long time, he frowned slightly and said, "The Nine Demons' Chaos has already happened once. Now that you demons have come out again, are you going to destroy all lives again and bring about chaos?"

    "Hmph." The Demon Lord, the leader of the eight demon masters, just snorted coldly and did not respond.

    "well¡­¡­"

    The white-bearded old man let out a long sigh, full of sadness and helplessness. He secretly recalled in his heart: "Before coming, the Eleventh Ancestor had entrusted me, saying that troubled times are unavoidable, the demons are hard to kill, and everything is destined to happen  But as a member of the Xingyao clan, how can we sit back and ignore it!"

    "Forget it, I will try to kill these eight young demons at the cost of my own death"

    With the end of the long sigh, the white-bearded old man seemed to have made a decision. He first looked back at Ren Xiaoyao. This deep look sent a soul force into Ren Xiaoyao's mind. The soul force contained  There is a lot of information, including the method of returning to the Xingyao clan. As for more things, Ren Xiaoyao will naturally learn about it gradually when he returns to the clan.

    Then, the white-bearded old man flew up, and bright stars burst out from all over his body. At the same time, blood flowed out from his body surface, quickly turning him into a bloody man.

    Seeing this scene, Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but exclaimed: "Twelve Ancestors, no!"

    The identity of the white-bearded old man was included in the soul thought just now!  !  He is the twelfth generation descendant of Xingyao Holy Land. As a descendant, there is no problem for Ren Xiaoyao to call him the Twelve Ancestor. At this time, the Twelve Ancestor is covered in blood. He obviously wants to use his own blood as a guide to release.  A powerful combat skill.

    Ren Xiaoyao also knows this kind of combat technique, which is to use the divine blood of the Xingyao clan to activate the peak power of the inherited sword.

    Such a blow can be launched after Ren Xiaoyao lights up all the Star Brands, but the cost of launching it is to burn all the blood in his body and eventually die Seeing that the Twelve Ancestors used such extreme methods,  Ren Xiaoyao naturally couldn't bear it and wanted to stop it.

    But the Twelve Ancestor ignored him and seemed to have made up his mind.

      Suddenly the sky was filled with blood, and the Qinggang Sword in the hands of the Twelve Ancestors was also pointed at the Eight Demon Young Masters.

    At this time, Ren Xiaoyao was a little confused: the strength of the Eight Demon Young Masters, the highest of which was the Demon Lord Young Master, was only at the level of King. Logically speaking, killing them was just a piece of cake for the Twelve Ancestors.  Sacrifice your own life.

    But at this time, changes occurred unexpectedly!  !  I saw eight young demons surrounding each other, and a monstrous demonic energy suddenly burst out and enveloped them.

    Under this demonic aura, the figure of the Eight Demonic Young Masters disappeared. After a moment, the demonic aura dissipated, and the Eight Demonic Young Masters had long since disappeared.

    Seeing this scene, the Twelve Ancestor who was using his natal sword finally sighed and stopped using it. The rolling blood gradually withdrew and magically gathered into his body again, as if nothing had happened, and the Twelve  Ancestor also looked up at the sky, shook his head and said to himself: "As expected, as the Eleventh Ancestor said, everything is fixed and cannot be changed by our power"

    Immediately, he looked at Ren Xiaoyao, his eyes as deep as the stars.

    He said to himself again in a voice that only he could hear: "Maybe, it really depends on this kid"
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