In fact, Yanlang is not a frivolous person, but he was defeated by Jin Kong when he was a child. Now that he has returned home in rich clothes, he naturally feels a little more wanton.

If he doesn’t do this, I’d really be sorry for the hardship he endured in his cultivation.

Why do everyone work tirelessly on spiritual practice? This is a clear proof.

As for the woman in front of him, she is just a plaything. When she gets tired of playing with her, she can be used to win over Jin Kong and be used as waste.

"Alang, be gentle..."

The girl in red is still a little uncooperative. Although the Dahuang woman is bold and bold, Jin Kong is the beauty of her past. There is a relationship between the two of them. It is a bit unacceptable to be charming in front of him, and it is a bit ugly.

At this time, the golden-blooded man was heartbroken and faced the most difficult decision in his life.

His ancestors also experienced such pain, and it was not just a generation.

"No, that's not the case. If we talk about the past, Yongcun has had more than thirty owners in the past thousand years. What right do such people have to look down on Jincun? They are slaves for generations."

The boy with broken hair subconsciously thought of these words to refute the enemy. If it is reasonable, their lineage is not humiliated. After all, surrendering to the powerful is something that almost all living beings have done, even the oldest forces in the wilderness.

No exception.

Then he felt discouraged.

Now that things have happened, what's the point of worrying about these things? Jincun is now in a weak position and can't compare with Aocun.

In a sense, this is also a kind of sadness. Those who are weaker than they are now are clinging to the past and their ancestors, hiding the pain of reality in history, and trying to numb themselves with the glory of ancient times.

The glorious ancient history is also a burden.

"You should have made your choice." After a few dozen breaths, Yanlang stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly.

The young man with broken hair groaned, his dark eyes suddenly brightened, and he punched the people around him with a firm attitude.

"Ah……"

The two slaves smiled ferociously, as if they had anticipated this. Those with golden blood were extremely difficult to subdue, and it usually took several years of torture to surrender. This had already been recorded in ancient history.

"Bang!"

A ray of silvery glow flashed, and this time Hao Lang personally took action. The vast magic power of the Shenqiao Realm roared into the sky, and instantly nailed the golden sky between the rocks. It was brilliant, and the blood covered with golden threads flowed out, looking very ferocious.

"It's a pity. It would be better if you were a woman." The young master of Yongcun walked in the air and looked at Jin Kong critically, feeling very sorry.

In the vast wilderness, there are very few people who can get his approval, not even Jin Kong.

If the other party is a girl, it will be much easier for him to surrender. He doesn't need to bother at all and can just take her as a concubine.

Women are much easier to deal with in this regard.

"Let's go, we have a lot of time, now is just the beginning..." Yan Lang said in a frivolous tone, grabbing Jin Kong with one hand and preparing to leave.

The latter keeps laughing miserably. His past opponents captured him as a slave. This fate is really painful.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred. Outside the universe, a beam of chaotic fairy light crossed the sea of ​​​​stars. The heavens were turbulent. The dark red threads continued to float and spread along the collapsed space point, surpassing everything else.

The crimson ancient candle dragon, the dark golden true phoenix, the black mythical golden crow... At this moment, the vision is like a waterfall, the sky is full of divine clouds, and the auspicious colors are coming, just like the gods and demons from the heavens are coming together, struggling and colliding with time and space, like

To break everything up.

"Where are the descendants of the heroes of the past!"

"Where are the descendants of the heroes of the past!!"

"Where are the descendants of the heroes of the past!!!"

The sound of the Dao is ethereal, one after another, carrying traces of ancient times. The red and flawless bloodline chain connects the heavens. The holy blood stains the blue sky and reappears on the ninth calamity star.

The mist flows, the chaotic gray air is dense and empty, and the dark red magic cattail rises gracefully into the sky, and a majestic figure emerges, extremely tall, like an infinite fairy mountain, the pressure is so great that the avenue will suffocate and collapse.

The Unparalleled Holy Body who fought a bloody battle against the Immortal Mountain in the past has returned to his ancestral star and the homeland where he grew up.

The tall holy body stands in the dark yellow, transcending the white mist, as if it does not belong to this world.

His gray hair is shawl, and his eyes are dim and pale gold, like a statue of a god made of gold glass, inlaid with gold rims, emitting a majestic light that makes people feel shocked at first sight, and they want to pay homage.

"The invincible one from ancient times!"

In an ancient place in Jie Tu, an old saint shouted in shock. He recognized the divine image. The figure was exactly the same as the one on the Jie Star ruins. The unparalleled existence that existed more than 200,000 years ago actually appeared.

reappeared.

This is not just an image, but an invincible dharma image, towering and straight, with overwhelming blood and brilliant and crystal red divine chain piercing the heavens, taller than the mountains.

The vast and majestic sacrificial sound sounded, and countless chants came and went, suppressing the past, present, and future, as if three thousand gods and demons were praying and singing for the heroes of the past.

At this moment, the Ninth Tribulation Star was shaken, and countless creatures were trembling. Their minds were suppressed by the vast supreme pressure, and the two forces were fighting, almost as if they were crawling down.

In the Ninth Tribulation Star, the saints from the Ancient Bamboo Insect Tribe, Heavenly Demon Tribe, and Demon God Tribe were all trembling, with shock and fear in their hearts. They had once taken a golden-blooded person as a slave.

Who would have thought that the invincible man from more than 200,000 years ago would actually reappear. This is simply unreasonable.

"How could such a thing happen..."

"Apparitions of gods from the past?"

The two Great Wilderness Sage Kings in the center of the Tribulation Earth were sweating coldly. They had the strongest cultivation, and they were experiencing the greatest sense of oppression at this moment. Their holy bones and internal organs were constantly throbbing, and their flesh and blood almost collapsed.

“Where are the descendants of the heroes of the past?”

"The soul comes back with blood spirit!"

The sound of vast and celestial chaos began in the uncertain mist, and soon spread across the world, covering this land of calamity.

At the end of the fairy light, a chaotic man with disheveled hair appeared, extremely majestic, holding the Heavenly Constitution in his mouth, and using the fairy treasure to issue decrees to change the order of the world.

This is none other than Su Yu.

He is not strong enough to eliminate the curse of the Holy Body lineage, because there was more than one supreme person who cast the curse. If he wants to undo the curse, he must use the Heavenly Mingbao to reverse the cause and effect, so that the past can be changed.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Casting and undoing spells are two procedures, and the latter is often much more complicated. Although Su Yu is now in charge of the Immortal Weapon of the Underworld, it is still difficult to eliminate Master Yuan Tian.

, the unknown old age of the Holy Body lineage.

However, he can still achieve this by fixing the bloodline divine chain of the Dacheng Holy Body on the Holy Cliff and protecting its descendants.

Deep in the wilderness, the young master of Yongcun fell directly into the forest. His face was pale, and he was frightened to death by the pressure of the Holy Body. The girl on top of him was even more unbearable, almost incontinent, her little face was extremely pale, without any blood.

"The ancestor of those with golden blood, the invincible one with red blood."

Yilang's heart trembled again and again, and his fear reached the extreme. He became a member of the White Demon Sect and knew more. Because of this, he is now even more frightened.

The two slaves kept screaming, and their prototypes appeared. They were actually a golden ox and a black cat, twisting in the mud and almost being decomposed by the red blood.

The face of Jin Kong, who was covered in blood, was stagnant. There were endless light spots in his body. Every blood vessel wall was crystal clear. There were wisps of golden light spots flashing. It was the blood containing golden threads that was beating like a sonorous divine sound, emitting precious treasures.

Hui resonates with the red blood divine chains in the sky.

People and chains are very bright, emitting various runes and Taoist sounds. The clouds here are steaming, the light is overflowing, and it is brilliant.

After hearing the call from the far end of the starry sky, Jin Kong shed tears and stared at the red chains, as if he saw the image of his ancestors from outside the territory, and understood many things in an instant. His heart was inexplicably sour.

That is his ancestor, the Scarlet-blooded One, who is known as the Invincible, and is a true hero!

Our ancestors did not bring harm to the world; on the contrary, they contributed to the world.

There is supreme power working to rectify the name of the Golden Blood lineage.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and a wisp of crimson blood spread across the heavens. The unparalleled holy body originating from the holy cliff reached the Ninth Tribulation Star through its bloodline.

Jin Kong roared, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and the wheel of life under the navel rotated around the sky at an extremely fast speed. Almost instantly, the golden sea of ​​suffering opened up, the lightning was like a waterfall, and the golden blood was like thunder. It was extremely amazing.

He has entered the path of cultivation!

The small villages in the distance were also changing. In a mountain forest, the old village chief of Jincun felt the changes in his body. He was so excited that the next moment he let out a dull roar, as if he had been suppressing it for many years, like an old lion.

Roaring sadly: "The golden blood curse has finally disappeared! God can't stop it, the golden lineage is destined to regain its glory."

He seemed to have endless depression. At this moment, he was bursting into tears, and his wrinkled face was covered with crystals.

"Back then, our ancestors quelled the chaos and died fighting outside the territory. We refused to accept it. The invincible bloodline was obviously an honor, but it was tainted and insulted by others." He roared angrily, as if he felt infinite oppression and aggrievement.

In the past, after the Holy Cliff Holy Body died in battle, his descendants were also cursed. They lived a miserable life on the ancestral planet, and even became war slaves that the princes of the wilderness fought to snatch, just because they were descendants of the Invincible.

Represents the glory and glory of the past.

"Hahaha... Times have changed, and the golden bloodline will eventually rise." The old man of the Jin family cried and laughed. Years of depression made him look a little crazy.

They were different from the Yang family at the fiftieth level of the human race. They had encountered too much sorrow and sorrow on the ancestral planet, and were even stigmatized and hailed as the descendants of disaster-stricken people, so that their state of mind was almost distorted.

The old man guessed what happened to Jin Kong, but he was helpless. Although being a slave was miserable, he could at least practice cultivation and embark on the path of gods and demons, which was better than struggling to survive in the wilderness.

But the truth is this, and the humiliation it brings is enough to drive people crazy. It’s not that the descendants of the Golden Blooded ones don’t know, but they can only wait in despair and endure it all silently.

Now the power of the foreign land changes everything, and this declining lineage of the Holy Body is finally reborn, freed from the distant curse...

Both Jin Kong and this waning old man are very sad and angry that their ancestors were stained with blood and buried in foreign lands because of the quelling the chaos. More sufferings in later generations have aggravated this mentality.

"Holy body, immortal golden body, golden blood...those who quell chaos will be stigmatized, and their descendants will be miserable."

In the Beidou Star Territory, on the Sacred Cliff in the Middle Territory of the Eastern Wasteland, the man in silver robe opened and closed his eyes, his heart was filled with ripples, and the surrounding clouds were misty and illusive.

He saw everything about the Ninth Tribulation Star.
To be continued...