Ancestral land!

It is the place where the ancestors of the Spiritual God lineage are seated and incarnated. It is also the most sacred place in the entire Spiritual God lineage. A big sacrifice is held every thousand years, and a small sacrifice is held every hundred years. This time it happens to be once every thousand years.

The Great Festival, so the Spirit God Clan sealed off Yinzhou.

The ancestral land is located on the highest spiritual peak. Ling Xuanhao is leading the way, but no one dares to stop Lin Hao.

In addition to the direct line of the Spiritual God, there are also many side lines. These side lines are all left over from the ancestors' brothers and sisters in the past, and some are descendants of the direct line who do not have the blood of gods.

Not every descendant of the gods can inherit the blood of the gods. The current patriarch has hundreds of heirs, but there are only eight people who have the blood of the gods. In Lin Hao's generation, there are thousands of people in total, but there are only

Thirteen of them have the bloodline of the gods.

This is because the direct line has a greater chance of inheritance. If it is a collateral line, there may not be one among ten thousand people. Of course, even if there is, the bloodline is far inferior to that of the direct line, so these people

It can only be counted as collateral lines and branches.

All branches of the ancient gods attach great importance to blood inheritance, because their power comes from blood, and the purer the blood, the stronger the inheritance, and the higher the chance that the next generation will obtain pure blood. This can ensure that the branches of the ancient gods can be passed down for a long time.

.

so!

Among the ancient protoss, the direct lineage is the main one, and the collateral lineage and other branches are supplementary.

Generally, only direct descendants and those with the blood of the gods can participate in the sacrifices held once in a hundred years. However, in the grand ceremony held once in a thousand years, those with blood inheritance in the clan can participate. Even those without blood inheritance can enter the periphery of the clan to observe the ceremony.

On the top of the Ancestral God Peak is a thousand-mile platform paved with black stone. This place can accommodate millions of people. It has been the venue for clan meetings of the Spirit God lineage for many years and is also the first place of sacrifice. At this moment, the peak

The station was filled with hundreds of thousands of people, both men and women, old and young.

And on the top of a black stone platform, stood a white-haired old man. Although this man was in his twilight years, his body was still majestic, his body was full of vitality, his eyes were like torches, and his white eyebrows were like swords.

Just standing there makes one feel an incomparable sense of majesty.

Behind the old man, there were hundreds of people standing, some old and some young. These people were glowing with powerful aura, and they were all glaring at the opposite side.

Directly opposite, on another black stone platform, stood a man wearing black half-body armor. His black hair danced like flames, and he looked extremely evil. His appearance was hazy, making it difficult to see his true appearance.

His exposed parts were densely covered with strange lines like wild pythons, and the black cloak behind him was beating like a flame.

Just standing on the black stone platform, this person gave people an unparalleled pressure. Even if he was hundreds of miles away, he could feel the oppressive and suffocating feeling coming from his chest.

Behind this man, there were more than thirty people standing, including a few old men, and the rest were young men and women. However, these people did not have any scruples and exuded their momentum wantonly. The power within a hundred miles area

It was completely evacuated, like a vacuum, and the tribesmen who were originally standing there had already retreated, not daring to come any closer.

"grandfather……"

When Ling Xuanhao saw that the white-haired old man was safe and sound, his heart in his throat relaxed slightly. When he saw the man opposite him again, his pupils shrank suddenly, "Master of the Demon God Clan..."

No……

Still nothing…

Lin Hao glanced at the people on the black stone platform on the left. Although there were many middle-aged men and women, his parents were not among them.

Didn't they come here? Or are they not qualified to go up there?

impossible!

His father is the direct son of the clan leader, so he should not be ineligible. Of course, there is also a possibility that he did not inherit the blood of the gods. He quickly turned his head, penetrated his perception into his eyesight, and quickly sensed the clansmen below. Although

The range of perception is not small, but it is extremely difficult to cover hundreds of thousands of people at once, and it is far inferior to the convenience of spiritual consciousness.

But the spiritual sense was unavailable at this moment, so Lin Hao could only quickly release his sensory inspection, and several places were scanned in detail.

No, still not...

The hope in Lin Hao's heart was constantly disappearing. He had scanned the area below several times, but his parents were still not there. Could it be that something happened to them? Or were they delayed because of other things? Didn't they arrive in time?

"Eighth brother, let's go there quickly."

Ling Xuanhao took the lead and rushed towards another black stone platform. The spiritual consciousness was sealed in the ancestral land, and he could not use any magical skills, so he could only move forward by relying on his own strength.

Lin Hao put his thoughts aside and asked his third brother later when he found time, and immediately followed him.

The two quickly arrived at the black stone platform and immediately attracted the attention of some people, especially the young men and women standing in front.

"Third brother, where have you been and why are you back now?"

"Third brother, you came back just in time, where is fifth brother?" Several young men and women of the same generation spoke one after another.

"Fifth brother is on his way."

Ling Xuanhao glanced at the young man beside him, "Lao Liu, what happened? Why is grandpa injured?"

"I don't know either."

Lao Liu helplessly shrugged his shoulders and said with a wry smile: "We were originally making sacrifices when the leader of the Demon God Clan suddenly brought a group of people over to watch the ceremony. Originally, the sacrifice had already reached the end, and when grandpa was preparing for the big sacrifice, the leader of the Demon God Clan suddenly

The clan leader suddenly sent a message to Grandpa, and then Grandpa vomited blood."

"What do you mean by a sudden message? It's clear that the leader of the demon god clan didn't want grandpa to inherit the legacy of his ancestors, and was worried that our spiritual god lineage would surpass them, so he did something against grandpa." A member of the clan suddenly said with emotion.

"If you ask me, just teach them a lesson and let these guys know that our spiritual lineage is not easy to mess with." Another member of the clan said.

"A lesson? What a lesson? Are you going? Or are you going?"

An older woman snorted, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Don't you see that the Seventeen Sons of the Demon God are here, can you beat any of them?"

Hearing these words, almost all the disciples of the clan present were deflated. Even the disciple who had just opened his mouth to teach him a lesson also lowered his head. The Seventeenth Son of the Demon God was a famous person in the Xuanhuang Realm, and each of them was stronger than his peers.

They are all among the top.

If it really comes to a fight, there will really be few people who can be their opponents.

"Sister Ming, don't let other people's ambitions destroy your own prestige. We can't compare to Seventeenth Brother, but we still have Sixth Brother and the others." One of the disciples muttered.

"It's difficult for the sixth son to fight against the seventeenth son, and even the fifth son can't do it. The fourth son can do it. If the third son takes action, he should be able to tie with the fifteenth son. The second son can tie with the twelve sons, but it's a pity.

The boss, Xuan Jian, has already gone on a trip, otherwise he would have been able to deal with the fifth son if he was here."

The woman named Sister Ming sighed helplessly. Although she was of the same generation, she was not a direct descendant, and her strength was not as good as the Seventeenth Son of the Demon God.

"Kuai Hu, you and I have been friends for many years, why don't you still agree to this condition?" A low and harsh voice came from the throat of the demon god clan leader.

Crazy Tiger is the title of Ling Zhantian. He came from the Middle Wilderness in the past years. Don’t underestimate this title. Those who can hold the title in the Middle Wilderness have always been among the top figures. Such a character

He has the ability to shake an area with just a stomp of his foot.

"Yao Wuxie, you want the spiritual blood marrow of our spiritual god lineage. This is absolutely impossible." Ling Zhantian's voice was mellow and full of energy.

"Ha! You are still so stubborn."

The leader of the Demon God Clan's expression remained the same as before, but his voice became colder, "Aren't you afraid that I will make a big fuss here?"

"Just you?"

Ling Zhantian's eyes burst out with intense divine light, like two scorching suns, and his majestic body burst out with power as vast as the sky, and a round wheel formed with him as the center.

"The Great Perfection State..." The voice of the leader of the Demon God Clan was quite low, "It turns out that you have already reached the Great Perfection state. No wonder you are so confident, but you are not afraid of triggering this Great Perfection state and making your old problems worse again.

, or even die early?”

"If you dare to make trouble, I will drag you to death before I die," Ling Zhantian said.

"Haha, it is indeed a mad tiger. It is as powerful as before. In this case, I won't force it. However, at the Hundred Tribes Conference three years later, you will definitely offer the blood marrow of the spiritual god. We will come back to discuss it carefully.

Let’s talk.” The leader of the Demon God Clan glanced at the descendants behind Ling Zhantian intentionally or unintentionally.

Hearing these words, Ling Zhantian's face suddenly sank.

The expressions of the elders at the back were also quite ugly, and they all had strange expressions on their faces. Some were gritting their teeth, and some were glaring fiercely at the leader of the Demon God Clan.

Even Ling Xuanhao and others didn't look very good.

"A meeting of hundreds of tribes? Why do you look so ugly?" A rather young disciple of the Spirit God lineage couldn't help but ask.

"What do you know? The Hundred Clans Conference is a meeting for the younger generation to compete for supremacy. It is also a conference for each tribe to divide their interests and areas. Normally, our ancient gods are outside. If it is not a life-and-death feud, we will hardly kill anyone, but if it is

There is no such restriction at the Hundred Clans Conference." An older disciple said in a deep voice.

"Then what brother means..."

"The leader of the Demon God clan plans to use the confrontation between the two clans at the Hundred Clans Conference to threaten our clan leader..." the older disciple said coldly.

No wonder the faces of everyone present are not very good-looking. It is allowed to kill opponents in the Hundred Clans Conference. Although there are one or two people in the Spiritual God lineage who are not weak, they are still far behind compared to the Demon God Clan.

.The seventeen sons of the demon god are all famous.

As for the Spirit God lineage, the only ones who are famous now are the three Ling Xuanhao who are among the top three, and their fame is not as famous as the Seventeenth Son of the Demon God. It would be okay if they meet some weak ones, but if they meet the former

Except for the eldest brother Lingxuan Sword, no one can deal with those within ten.

The elders and older disciples present all understand this. There are not many direct descendants of the Spiritual God lineage. If one or two more are lost in the Hundred Clans Conference, then the Spiritual God lineage will be completely destroyed.

, once there is a fault, the spiritual lineage may lose its original area and be forced to move away.

This is still secondary. The key is that if there is a fault, it will take at least tens of thousands of years for the spiritual god line to recover, and this time is enough for other ancient branches of gods to develop. By then, it will be extremely difficult to restore the current situation.

of difficulties.

"Kuanghu, I'm really looking forward to the Hundred Tribes Conference in three years. Let's go."

The leader of the demon god clan broke through the void and left first, while the seventeen sons of the demon god who were following behind, except for the leaders who had indifferent faces, the rest all cast more or less provocative glances, causing the spirit gods below to look at them.

The disciples of Pui glared angrily.

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ps: The third chapter will be posted around 1 o'clock, and Hua Shi is currently writing it.
Chapter completed!