"The clan members who untie the inheritance of the light group will automatically inherit the position of the patriarch of my Doronaga clan, and bear the hatred of our clan and the glory of re-emerging. (_"《"》)"

In the soul, the moment the light golden light ball shattered, a low voice sounded from Xiao Chen's soul.

And the moment the sound fell, there were countless pictures that poured into Xiao Chen's soul in an instant, as if he had brought him into the picture, personally experiencing a conspiracy and betrayal, struggle and survival that happened a long time ago.

...

There are many countries in the world, and they are fighting for many years. The war has caused disasters to cause hundreds of millions of creatures.

However, in the chaotic times, the strong rise.

The Yan family, the rich clan, set out to make arrangements in the chaos of the world, secretly dispersed their bloodlines, hid their names, and went deep into various countries.

In one year, a family that escaped from war was moved to the Great Song Dynasty.

...

"Take roots in the Song State, try to cultivate and develop your own strength, wait for the order from Zhongyan, respond to the uprising, and seize a large area of ​​territory for our Yan clan in one fell swoop!" The middle-aged monk stood with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression on his face.

"Clan leader, my three main veins of Yan clan were originally rotated to take charge of the family's power. Now that the rotation period is approaching, the Zhongyan clan sent us to the State of Song, probably because he was suspected of monopolizing the power." A monk below stepped forward and looked angry.

The patriarch frowned slightly, waved his hand, signaling that the clan members would not need to say anything anymore, and spoke slowly, "My Yan family is looking for opportunities in troubled times. Now it is time for the family to rise. You must not have civil strife and ruin the family's plan. There is no need to say anything about this in the future."

"In the future, my Zuo Yan lineage will be renamed the Doron Naga clan."

...

"The Central Yan has issued an order, and our Song Dynasty lineage is ready to take action. Cooperate with the seventeen countries, we will launch an instigation together, and take down Song, Lu, Yuan, Cheng and other countries! Our Yan family has been prepared for it so far, and whether it is successful is now right now!" The clan leader spoke slowly, with bright light shining in his eyes, "Send an order to summon the children of the clan to the place where the clan tribe is located, and arrange the order of transfer, and no one is allowed to be absent."

"Yes, the patriarch." The lower-headed monk spoke respectfully, hesitated a little, and said, "Guangyu has left for the country of Lu a few days ago. Will he recall him together?"

"The situation is tense, and any turbulence may attract the suspicion of Song State. Guangyu's return may cause people to pay attention. Be careful not to summon him back."

"yes."

The patriarch watched the monks in the clan retreat, raised his head slightly, and his brows frowned slightly. For some reason, he felt a faint feeling in his heart, but he felt it carefully but didn't know where it came from.

After a while, I had to shake my head slightly and suppress this thought.

Now that the arrow is on the string, I have to fire it!

...

The endless Song Dynasty Iron Cavalry and the Divine Bow Camp surrounded the tribe without any pause, and did not even give them any chance to defend themselves. A bloody massacre broke out.

The Divine Bow Camp raised an arrow and pulled the bow like a full moon. When he let go, the bowstring vibrated and buzzed, turning into ups and downs.

Billions of arrows penetrated the sky, emitting amazing light, with a sharp aura, and were about to tear the world apart.

The defensive formation hidden in the courtyard mansion had already been operating, but with the bombardment of the legion, with a little support, it was already on the verge of collapse.

The clan leader was at the top, sensing the overwhelming aura of the outside world, his face turned slightly white, his eyes were dim and his eyes were a little lost.

"Captain, we have been betrayed!"

Your Highness, the angry roar of the tribe members came.

His face became paler, but his eyes gradually returned to clearness, burning with a light that made people unable to look directly at him.

"The formation cannot last long, gather the tribe members and follow me to break through."

"But no matter who can survive, we must bring today's affairs to the family council, and make the experience of my Zuo Yan lineage public, so that those who are hypocritical are ruined, and they no longer have the qualifications to take charge of the Yan family."

"Roar out!"

"Roar out!"

...

A famous clan fell under the iron cavalry of the Song Dynasty. The sky was dark and it started to rain heavily. The blood and rain on the ground were mixed together, turning into a blood color that made people fear, like a sea of ​​blood, looking endless.

There were only nearly a thousand tribes left in the entire Doronaga lineage, and all the rest had died. However, they were besieged in the Song army, and what was waiting for them was the end of their death.

The patriarch showed a sad look and turned his head to look at an old man in black behind him. The two of them exploded with a shrill smile at the same time, erasing all the surrounding Iron Cavalry of the Song Dynasty, tearing the space apart, revealing a dark path that leads to nowhere.

"I am unwilling to accept that Zuo Yan's lineage has fallen to this level today! If my lineage has the opportunity to return to the Great Thousand Realm in the future, I must remember everything today!"

The next moment, nearly a thousand monks from the Doronaga lineage were sucked into the Black Ghost Passage and disappeared.

...

The space collapsed, nearly a hundred figures fell, each in ragged clothes and pale faces.

During their long journey to space, they suffered many disasters, and one out of ten people has arrived here.

Fortunately, they finally survived and the tribe's bloodline could be preserved.

But soon they discovered that things were not as good as they imagined. The thin spiritual power of the mayfly world was not enough to recover their injuries. The originally not fatal trauma became more and more serious as time passed.

After detailed discussion, they made a plan to preserve the bloodline of the ethnic group.

Dozens of monks from the Doron Naga lineage joined forces to set up a large formation to divide the vast sea continent where they are, the monks in the Ephemeral Realm, and cut off all contact with the outside world to prevent the arrival of the pursuit.

Before this, the eleven monks left. They were on the mission of leaving behind descendants for the reproduction of the tribe in the outside world. They each hid their own names and took their own surnames as: Huangji, Su Mu, Xiao, Mo, Yun, Shang, Ji, Lu, Wei, Xie, Fan, and integrated into the world of cultivation to preserve the bloodline of the tribe.

...

The change in my mind gradually disappeared, and a voice sounded again before, "My juniors, please don't forget everything that happened a long time ago."

The sound slowly dissipated and finally returned to silence, without any more noise.

Xiao Chen's eyes slowly opened, and a faint sense of sorrow suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The scenes in circulation show him a fight in ancient times and truly confirm his origin.

Because he is simply a child of Zuo Yan's lineage, otherwise he would not be able to merge with the bloodline of the Ji family, and he would not be able to successfully inherit the clan vein that Zuo Yan (Doronaga) left in the bloodline land.

When the eleventh monk left, the monk surnamed Xiao should be the ancestor of the Xiao clan.

Although the hatred that year has been separated by countless years, it seems like he has experienced it personally.

Even if you want to forget, you may not be able to do it.

Xiao Chen took a deep breath and slowly suppressed the thoughts in his heart. Now even though he already knew this, he would never reveal any news, otherwise what would await him would inevitably be endless disasters.

At this moment, the ice outside his body shattered without warning, and a repulsive force came from the Shenglong Pool.

His body rotated and swallowed the cold. The vortex of the two scorching forces quietly dissipated at this moment, turning into the last warm force, which merged into his body and disappeared.

Without giving him time to sense the changes in his body, a "wow" sound of water breaking came from Xiao Chen's ears, and his figure had already appeared outside the Shenglong Pool. Fortunately, the green robe on his body was originally a gathering of magic power, and his mind covered his body with a thought.

He fell down and bowed respectfully to Guangzhao, saying, "See Lord Guangzhao."

Guang Zhao opened his eyes, looked at Xiao Chen deeply, and nodded slightly.

But at this moment, a monk appeared and spoke respectfully, "Elder, Your Majesty summoned Xiao Chen and the other two to meet."

Guangzhao's face was calm, as if she had thought of this, she waved her hand and said, "Report to Your Majesty, I will take them there immediately."

The monks hesitated slightly, which was different from His Majesty’s meaning, but he was one of the few monks in the imperial palace who knew Guangzhao’s identity. He thought for a moment, but he respectfully said that he had retreated.

As Xiao Chen left, the water surface of Shenglong Pool had returned to calm, the blood dissipated and turned into clarification again.

The light fell in one step, and the figure appeared in front of Xiao Chen, and he spoke lightly, "Let's go." He looked calm, but he was ready in his heart. No matter what, he would keep him safe.
Chapter completed!