Looking at these ragged and skinny Huangdi clans, even when they came to this bright world, Ding Ling's heart was never eliminated.

He looked up at the sky and saw a gate of heaven in the sky just closed.

Bai Susu asked softly where this was.

On the fifth day, Mingyue's soldiers just passed by.

Bai Susu turned her head and looked at the group of survivors without any objects and asked: Then where are we going now

Ding Ling sighed, and waved to the crowd and said: Who is the current patriarch of Youxiong?

As his voice fell, everyone's eyes moved to the center of the crowd. Ding Ling's eyes also flowed with the crowd's eyes, and finally fell on a boy who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Although this young man looks seventeen or eighteen years old, he is just a face. His physical development is even worse than that of a child who is eleven or twelve years old in the world.

But when he heard Ding Ling's call, the boy walked towards him with resolute eyes.

Wherever they went, the crowds scattered.

Meet the Emperor.

Although the young man was thin, he still politely gave an ancient gift to Ding Ling. His eyes were clear and he looked at Ding Ling without blinking.

Ding Ling knew that among the 30,000 surviving tribes left by Huangdi, in addition to the Youxiong clan, there are other races. Most of these races have been integrated into one ethnic group, that is, the Han ethnic group.

These are all my ancestors of the Han people, Ding Ling kept sighing in his heart.

May I have your name

The young man said in a young voice: My name is Gongsun Yu.

Ding Ling was slightly stunned: Gongsun Yu, aren’t you Huangdi’s bloodline

There is a reason for Ding Ling's questioning. Uncle Huangdi seemed to be his surname Gongsun, but he later changed it to the Ji surname.

A smile appeared on Gongsun Yu's face.

Looking at this smile, Ding Ling immediately knew that this young man should be the orthodox descendant of Huangdi. If it were not for the inheritance of the emperors throughout the ages, how could he have such temperament.

Sure enough, Gongsun Yu said softly: After his ancestors came to heaven, in order to avoid the taboo of Ziwei Emperor, the descendants changed their surname to Gongsun.

So that's it. Ding Ling nodded and asked: How many generations of descendants of Huangdi

Since my ancestors, I am a 117th generation of great-grandson.

Well, I'll take a look at your bloodline first.

After Ding Ling finished speaking, he grabbed Gongsun Yu's palm.

Gongsun Yu didn't struggle, and just looked at Ding Ling quietly.

Ding Ling took a light breath and a divine power slowly crossed into Gongsun Yu's life river. His movements were extremely gentle, for fear that he would hurt the child's life river by accident.

After the divine power flowed all over his body, a smile slowly appeared on his face.

Very nice, it really is destined. Ding Ling sighed lightly, then spread his right hand and the Xuanyuan Sword appeared in his hand instantly. Then, a flash of light was seen, and the Xuanyuan Sword slashed towards Gongsun Yu's forehead.

The tens of thousands of residents looked at Ding Ling with a bright look. Seeing him slashing at Gongsun Yu with his sword, everyone was shocked at the same time. The timid even covered his eyes.

Only Gongsun Yu looked at Ding Ling without blinking. Although there was panic in his pupils, he was still complacent.

A drop of blood fell quietly from his forehead and then fell directly onto the Xuanyuan Sword.

Blood dripped on the sword body and soon turned into a red silk thread. Wherever the silk thread passed, divine power suddenly spread out.

Gongsun Yu stared at the big sword in Ding Ling's hand. Although he didn't know what Ding Ling was doing, he vaguely understood that Ding Ling must use his own bloodline to do this.

So, he raised his hands, then held the sword body, and said in a deep voice: It can flow a little more.

After he finished speaking, the sharp blade of Xuanyuan Sword cut a deep wound on his forehead.

Blood kept gushing out, and in an instant, the entire sword body dyed red.

Ding Ling smiled slightly, but hesitated in his heart that the boy seemed to be too quiet.

No, it's not that he's a little calmer, but that he's so calmer than his age and situation

Ding Ling knew that generally speaking, such mentality and performance were generally quite persevering. Of course, Ding Ling did not mean that perseverance was not a good thing, especially if he wanted to lead the 30,000 tribes, he must be stronger in terms of temperament.

What Dantin Ling fears most is that he is too strong.

Once such a person gains strength, he may become extremely eager for strength.

But this hesitation just flashed in his heart and disappeared. As Feng Hou used his last divine power to protect the 30,000 tribes, there was no other god in the entire Youxiong clan, or the entire Yellow Emperor clan.

There is not even a single immortal.

This is unfair.

So the moment Ding Ling died at the moment of Fenghou, he made a decision to create a god for the poor Youxiong clan. At least, he was also an immortal.

So he whispered: This is the power of your ancestors, I will give it back to you today.

After Ding Ling finished speaking, a divine power surged out of his body instantly, and then rushed directly into the boy's forehead through the Xuanyuan Sword.

The young man who has been calm since the beginning, finally couldn't help but tremble, and his whole body let out a painful moan

Hold on

Ding Ling said in a deep voice.

The boy gritted his teeth: Come on

As he finished speaking, countless golden lights and bloody lights immediately surrounded the boy completely.

As the divine light flowed, the young man seemed to be surrounded by a silkworm cocoon.

Bai Susu on the side was stunned.

Of course she knew that Ding Ling would not be unfavorable to Gongsun Yu, but she also didn't understand what Ding Ling wanted to do until she heard Ding Ling say that she would return the power of the young ancestor to him.

Isn't the young man's ancestor Huangdi?

Most of Ding Ling's power comes from Huangdi. What should I do if he returns it? The young man's body is so thin. Can it work?

But Bai Susu also knew that since Ding Ling had already started, there was no reason to stop.

So she could only watch quietly, and then feel the young man's realm soaring in the divine light. In an instant, she went from moving from the beginning to the first sound and then to the extraordinary and finally broke into the earth and opened the sky.

When the young man's realm went up layer by layer and finally stopped at the realm of the Daluo Golden Immortal, Ding Ling finally opened his eyes.

Although there was a smile on his face, his fatigue was revealed.

Bai Susu hurriedly walked to him.

I'm fine.

Ding Ling said, as he waved the Xuanyuan Sword, the golden light outside the boy was broken and opened twice.
Chapter completed!