Chapter 55 Follow

The little turtle, the white god, was locked in the turtle shell, slept leisurely, and even snoring. Qin Hao really wanted to step on his feet and sleep. Fortunately, the jade rabbit jumped on his body like Qin Hao and knocked it.

"Wake up and bake you when you don't wake up!" The jade rabbit is as cute as a fluffy line ball, threatening the white god angrily.

Duan Mufeng stared at him with an unbelievable look. This was the guardian of his clan, who was bullied by a rabbit jumping on him. Is there any reason? Well, it's a shame.

"Xiao Linglong, what are you quarreling about!" A bare little head stretched out lazily in the tortoise shell, looking funny, yawning and muttering angrily.

"It's overturned outside, and you're still in the mood to sleep!" Yutu didn't care that this guy was the guardian of the clan and knocked hard.

Duan Mufeng sacrificed the two people's faces turned green. When did the White God become so easy to talk?

"What does it have to do with me?" The little turtle pinched his head and looked like it had nothing to do with it. The sadness of Duan Mufeng listened to the three people. Why is it none of your business? Is it that you don't care about us at an important moment?

"White God, the Holy Lotus Sect is rekindled, and the immortal world is about to fight..." Duan Mufeng is very anxious. If the immortal world is in chaos, the barren mountains will definitely be involved.

The little turtle stared at Duan Mufeng and snorted angrily, "I have long known that it's not the Holy Lotus Sect. What to be afraid of, what to hide? The chaos of the ten countries is not a good time to exercise. The barren mountains have been quiet for too long and need to be killed. Go down!"

After saying that, his head shrank into the turtle shell and continued to close his eyes to sleep.

Yes, the barren mountains have been peaceful for too long, and we have forgotten the boiling years. We are physical practitioners. What are we afraid of?

Duan Mufeng reacted, and his chest stood up, and an unspeakable pride burst out. Thank you, turned around and left. As the master of the barren mountain, they wanted to show a strong side.

"The chaos of heaven and earth has appeared. There are great dangers and great opportunities. How to grasp it is up to you!"

When he walked to the mouth of the cave, Bai Shen's loud voice came from here, which completely shocked everyone.

Isn't this messy enough and more messy? What does it mean?

Qin Hao frowned and didn't understand what it meant in the white myth? The world is in chaos. Is it impossible for the world to be chaotic?

"We are all people who are against the sky. We are not afraid of death. No matter how chaotic the world is, it is the same for us!" Duan Mufeng's eyes were burning and his fighting spirit was surging. He was comfortable for too long, but he remembered the killing when he was young.

Qin Hao raised his lips, showing an inexplicable smile, messy and his intention. His stone tablet needs infinite essence and materials to be fed.

Everyone's blood is boiling, and they can't wait to kill the barren mountain now. In the ancestral temple square, the wind is like a bronze bell, loudly announcing: "People, the heaven and earth are about to be chaotic. The barren mountains are no longer pure land. What should we do?"

kill, kill, kill...

The man of the clan raised his weapons, roared and roared, and the women embraced the young children with eager eyes. The men in the mountains can only be alive if they keep fighting.

"Endless years ago, our family pursued the emperor and conquered the heavens. It was the ruler of the Hongmeng world. Today, the emperors came. My people, what should we do?"

Duan Mufeng raised his hand and roared. After saying that, Qin Hao's eyes were hot.

Qin Hao feels that his neck is cold. What is this old man going to do? It's right to follow him. He is only ten years old. He is saying that he can't beat the old man. It's useless to follow him. Does this old man have any intention for him?

"Follow, follow, conquer the heavens, conquer the heavens!"

The roaring people of the clan did not hesitate and still held their weapons high to roar, which made Qin Hao at a loss and looked at the crowd to show loyalty.

"Imperial gods, please take in the lost people and lead them on a new journey!" Duan Mufeng knelt down, put his hands against the ground and put his head on his hands, like a devout believer, worshipping the gods of faith.

Wow...

fell down, and even the sacrifices and elders knelt down.

What shocked Qin Hao even more was that Duan Muye also knelt down and couldn't see the expression on his face, but he looked very religious.

A incredible idea came to Qin Hao's mind. In these endless years, this clan will not worship stone tablets like this. He doubted that he was worshipping the emperors who led them to conquer the heavens.

Qin Hao took a long breath and gushed out infinite pride in his heart. Whether it was in the fading ancient times or now, the emperor will always be the most powerful existence.

"Your choice is right. The emperor is with you!" Qin Hao raised his hand and announced that he would accept the follow of the clan like a resurrected god in ancient times, rippled with a long and rich breath.

The clan roared, "My body is willing to sweep away the enemy for the emperor, my blood is willing to sprinkle for the emperor, and my soul is willing to contribute to the emperor!"

"Get up!" Qin Hao opened his arms to welcome his most loyal followers.

"Yes!" Everyone stood up together, with unspeakable eagerness and expectation in their eyes. Duan Mufeng, the old man, stood under Qin Hao obediently, like an old housekeeper, and the former majestic patriarch.

Although he accepted the follow of the clan, Qin Hao still couldn't turn around. Why did these old guys follow him, a ten-year-old child?

At this time, the sacrifice holding the white bone stick came out and said in a low voice, "Master, please wait with me until the ancestral temple, and the doubts will be solved naturally!"

Master!

Qin Hao's scalp is full of hair. What's wrong with this? He dares to give it to others.

"Cough, forget that master and call me prince!" Qin Hao coughed softly.

"Yes, son!" The sacrifice was a little relieved. It's right to follow the emperor, but I don't want to call the master. How beautiful the prince is. I don't see Duan Mufeng, an old man, who can't open his mouth and doesn't move.

"Father, please!" Duan Mufeng immediately stood up and respectfully invited Qin Hao to enter the ancestral temple.

At this time, Li Shao, the white rabbit and the big cat woke up from the shock and looked at Qin Hao's eyes full of doubt and worship. This guy is good and the hegemony is released, and let the overlord of the barren mountain follow him. It is still the kind of upside down. In fact, Qin Hao was also wailing at the bottom of his heart, thinking that he thought that one person is more comfortable, followed by a fart behind him. Stocks are so annoying!

"Let's go!" Qin Hao just wants to solve the mystery, otherwise he will not be able to face Duan Muye in the future. Is it possible for him to call himself a master?

In the Yuanyang period, people followed up the ancestral temple. Duan Mufeng and other six other hands turned over, and six palm-sized bone pieces appeared in his hand. Qin Hao's heart beat sharply. How could this be possible? Are there many bone fragments with divine monuments in them?

Qin Hao immediately said, "Old patriarch, what are you holding in your hand?"

Duan Mufeng handed it to Qin Hao and explained, "This is left by the emperor and righteous gods, a follower of this clan. According to the records of the clan, this is part of the stone tablet, which is now used to open the cave in the stone tablet!"

Qin Hao touched it with his hand, and the material was exactly the same. It was a stone tablet. It was instilled with immortality, and there was no obstacle. The breath of immortality rippled. Although it was small, it had the momentum to suppress everything.

The six people of Duanmufeng stood in six directions, with stone pieces in the palm of their hands and infused with aura. The stone pieces emitted a mysterious atmosphere and echoed in the ancestral temple.

Everyone is puzzled, but Qin Hao knows that this is the unique suppression momentum of the emperor's immortal atmosphere mixed with stone tablet. No one can imitate it. Duan Mufeng and others can inspire it with the help of the power of the stone tablet. Otherwise, it is also in vain that the cultivation is high.

buzzing!

The black wall behind the ancestral temple cracked and a dark gate appeared.

"This is... we don't know how to save it!" Even Duan Muye stared, and they never knew that there was such a existence behind the ancestral temple.

Duan Mufeng explained, "This is the cave opened by the imperial gods in the stone tablet. No one can enter without stone pieces!"

"Let's go!" Qin Hao stepped into it, because there was a familiar feeling in the dark gate, just like seeing the first clan in the abandoned space.

It seems that the two worlds are only separated by a layer of film. It should not be called a cave, but a space. It is dozens of miles wide, as bright as a hundred days. In the middle, a magnificent figure stands.

This is a young man in black with an ordinary face, holding a dark sword in his hands, looking up at the endless void, and his eyes are full of contempt.

is a good contempt, even the corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, with a trace of disdain.

"My people!" Qin Hao's heart is bleeding. The people he saw were all dead in ancient times, but they are emperors. If they are immortal, how can they die?

Emperor's righteousness!

On the spine of the black sword, there are three words engraved, bright and powerful. This should be the blood of the gods.

"The ancient master, our clan has begun to follow the emperor again and start a new journey!" Duan Mufeng knelt to the ground, pious and serious.

"You all go out!" Qin Hao's mood was a little heavy. What happened in ancient times? The death of the clan, the death of the clan, and the remaining one was suppressed.

"Yes, son!" Six people in Duanmufeng left stones to highlight the space.

Looking at the people in front of him, Qin Hao seemed to see the whole clan. They were arrogant and powerful, killing the world angrily. Whether it was the gods or the immortals, they were all suppressed.

"If you pass away, I will definitely lead you to kill the heavens, get justice for you, and revive the prestige of the emperor!"

For a long time, Qin Hao raised his head, with firm eyes and whispered.

Boom!

Six pieces of stone flew up, merged together, fell in front of the emperor's righteousness, burst into the golden light, forming several lines of ancient and golden words, and the rhyme flowed and suspended in front of Qin Hao.

"Like the text formed by the divine tablet runes, is this the imperial script!" Qin Hao's eyes lit up. Although he didn't know it, he could understand the meaning.

All people of our clan can inherit my sword and learn the sword!

The sword is fierce and tragic, and has the ability to cut the world. It is like a sword that can seize the natural opportunities.

"The sky-grabbing swordsmanship is interesting!" Qin Hao recognized that the imperial rescue was fierce.

Peng, the text dispersed, the emperor's righteousness turned into nothingness and completely disappeared, and the dark sword fell into Qin Hao's hands like wisdom.