Chapter 71 Thewa Family

The Qiankun mirror carried everyone all the way south to meet the brigade. The ancient trees were towering, and the wild beasts were rampant. The Qiankun mirror all passed by and successfully crossed the mountains.

"The winged snake is catching up." Qin Ziyi turned around and shouted, and the four disciples were waiting. Jin Yang glanced at them: "The immortal-level ancient beast." The universe mirror exploded and suddenly accelerated.

" hiss, hiss, hiss..."

The winged snake was furious, the cold snake's body was as fast as lightning, and its wings as thin as silkworm wings vibrated at a high speed. Jinyang rampaged with strange speed and was finally targeted by the flying winged snake. The som sounded and chased desperately.

"It's here." Qin Ziyi is happy. Bang, there was a loud noise behind.

Jinyang looked back, with a snake body, a black hair shawl, a battle suit, and a huge shield to blow away the winged snake, with a spear in his hand. With a roar, the winged snake stopped in the air, turned around and ran away.

"The War of the Protoss."

Jinyang had a meal, and the wind battle on the head and snake body not far away turned out to be a woman. Surprised, the face of the wind battle was beautiful, the girl's face was shining, and she was holding a big shield spear, which was extremely incommensurable. Jinyang of the Jinwu Gu nationality. Jin Yang took the universe mirror and turned back. Everyone was also surprised to look at the wind war, but they didn't expect that it was a woman from thewa nationality who was relieved.

"This is the territory of my family. Since you are a member of the Jinwu people, you should go to worship your ancestors." Zhanfeng looked at Jinyang Road. Jinyang nodded, and the wind of war led the way.

"Jinyang, it seems that the brothers are also in the Washen clan." Qin Ziyi said, " Helping us find divine objects. The wind war interrupted. What's the origin of the little jade fairy? Let's see if his cultivation is not high. Jinyang said curiously.

Feng Zhan gritted his teeth and was very excited: "That guy is a piece of nine-day fairy jade. Not long ago, he became a fairy root that stole the ancestral temple. Now it is estimated that he has been captured by my brother."

"Is that the one who can drive the beast?" Qin Ziyi asked.

Zhan Feng looked at Jin Yang: "Yes." Zhan Feng sighed and said, "Thewa Protoss is about to be extinct."

Jin Yang looked at the back of the wind of war. He was young and far more cultivated than ordinary people. He fought with Jingchu. Why did he still say that he was a peerless race?

"It's here." The wind of war looked at a valley, and the mountain wall was steep on all sides and there was no grass. There are groups of buildings in the valley, and the ancient style still exists. After entering the valley, they went straight. An altar stood in the middle of the valley, and an old man sat under the altar. Jinyang came all the way and paid attention to observation. I'm afraid that this Washi Protoss is no more than ten thousand people. No wonder he wants to be a peerless.

Everyone passed in front of the old man. Qin Ziyi looked curiously and pulled her sleeves. "It's unfathomable, comparable to a real person." Zhan Feng listened to Jingchu's words and smiled: "The clan always guards the altar."

There is an ancient temple behind the altar, in which there are also worship by the gods and various treasures and immortal treasures.

"Saint." The gatekeeper nodded, and the sharp spear made people feel cold. Both guards were immortals.

Jinyang followed Zhanfeng into the ancient temple, and Jingchu followed him. When Qin Ziyi raised her legs, the two spears crossed in front of her. Qin Ziyi snorted coldly and retreated without arguing.

Wazu, the statue stands tall, with a human head and a snake body, but his face can't be seen clearly. Wearing a veil, holding a divine stone and stepping on the loess. Jinyang and Jing looked at the war wind after the third day of worship.

"Pyal chief." Zhan Feng shouted, and Jin Yang turned around and saw a woman, no different from ordinary people, wearing armor, giving Jin Yang the first feeling of heroic hair, not like a woman.

"Zhan Feng, your brother has caught the fairy jade, thanks to the tracking of Taixuanzong." The patriarch looked at Jinyang and said, "The descendants of the Jinwu people are serious." The patriarch was meaningful, then sighed and turned around and went out. Jin Yang suddenly felt that he was aware of what he had done in the Yunhai Fairy Palace, but he didn't know how much he knew.

Jinyang stood quietly in front of the altar, ancient and mottled, looking at the old man sitting quietly.

"Senior, can you talk about the glory of the Protoss?" Jin Yang was full of respect and owed his body.

The old man opened his eyes and looked at the bowed Jinyang and said slowly: "After 3,000 disasters, the Washen clan once advanced and retreated with the Jinwu clan, fought bloody battles, defeated all the enemies, and finally gained the prosperity of an era. Somehow, the ancestors and gods of all ethnic groups left and never came back, and the Heavenly Emperor of the Jinwu clan disappeared.

Jin Yang stood there quietly listening to the old man's story and appreciate the glory of the Protoss. For a long time, he sighed and looked at the ancient altar, always summoning the missing ancestors.

"Jinyang, let's go." Qin Ziyi happily pulled Jingchu and Jinyang to the mouth of the valley.

Gukou sandwiched the way to welcome him. The people of the gods of thewa were warm and hospitable. The team of 30 or 40 people were all disciples of Taixuanzong. They were extremely excited. In the middle was the brother of the war wind, holding the little jade fairy in his hand, constantly struggling and cursing.

"War wind, look, I caught him." He holds the energetic little jade fairy in his hand.

"See the saint." Everyone stood together, and the ground was silent and extremely respectful. The wind of war has changed his life's uniform and light gauze feather coat.

"There is no need to be courteous" war style. Looking at his brother, he smiled and said, "It's good to complete the task and become a soldier." Jin Yang and others heard strangely. They didn't look like brothers and sisters at all, but like robes and bosses.

The elder brother who faced the war wind walked to the altar, waiting for the motionless old man and the patriarch.

He quickly walked to the patriarch and lowered his head and knelt down on one knee: "Py patriarch, complete the task, please give me a name." The majestic and heroic patriarch of the Gods looked at the fairy root in his hand and said slowly, "Give me the name Luo Li, and I am qualified to accept the inheritance of the ancestral gods." A smile appeared on the saint Zhanfeng's face standing next to the patriarch.

Jin Yang glanced at the crowd and looked at almost all the soldiers as women, which was a little strange.

"Saint's war style, listen to the order." Suddenly, the patriarch shouted. The wind of war shook, stepped forward and buried his head.

"I sent you to the Jinwu people to see the saint," the patriarch paused for a moment and said, "Escored by the 83rd Elder." Under the ancient altar, a secret world opened, and a strong breath rushed out. The strong man wearing a battle suit with a sword and a big shield stood beside the war wind, and the secret world was closed instantly. Luo Li next to him was eager to try, but the patriarch left at a glance.

"Jinyang, thiswa divine clan is unfathomable, and I see that there are countless strong people in the secret world." Jingchu commented that the wind of war aside was not taboo. Zhan Feng smiled bitterly, but the 83 elder did not say anything, and he was as silent as water all the way.

Jinyang, Jingchu, Zhanfeng, 83 elders, four rushed to Zuzhou. After leaving Danshan Chishuitian, he broke up with the people of Taixuanzong. Before leaving, Jingchu still left the Taisu Heart Sutra to Qin Ziyi and indicated that he could practice with Song Yuqing.

"Jinyang, tell me about the Jinwu people." Zhanfeng said, and the elders beside him also pricked up their ears to listen.

Jinyang pondered for a while and said, "I don't know much about the Jinwu clan. I only know how to rule the ancestral continent. There are the Tianmen Holy Land, the Prince's School Palace, and 88 elders. Most of the elders are fighting outside and have an altar. The saints guard there all year round and seem to have never left."

The elder who never spoke suddenly asked, "How about the vein of heaven?"

Jin Yang looked a little surprised, and even Jingchu suddenly became interested in the heavenly world. Jin Yang laughed at himself: "I am the only one in this world." Jin Yang pointed to his face and said, "I have never heard from them." Hearing this, the elder sighed, "I didn't expect that the Jinwu people were also at discord with the two leaders."

Jin Yang looked at the elders of the Wa clan and asked, "It's the Dragon Heavenly King and the Holy One." The elder nodded and said, "The saint is unfathomable, and even the first demon saint may not be an opponent."

Jin Yang's heart suddenly said that the fighting power of Canglong Tianjun is not as good as that of the saint, at least as he knows that Canglong Tianjun has not won the first demon saint. Looking at the elders of the Wenwa clan, the four of them were silent and looked at Zuzhou and left.

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