Chapter 2698

Ye QingHan stepped from afar and stared at the totem of the tribe and the surrounding architectural decoration, which was very different from the Yan family.

"Am I wrong? The people of this tribe are not Yan people at all?"

Ye QingHan was secretly surprised, and some couldn't accept it.

Da Da!!

Wow, wow————————

The two stepped on the fine stones, and a rolling heat wave came from the earth's surface. The living environment on this planet is particularly cruel.

Across a vertical stone road, there are lush grass on the opposite side. A dozen odd children are playing in the grass and flowers. When they see the arrival of Ye QingHan and dark dance, they immediately scream and escape, attracting the attention of human beings in the tribe.

WOW!!

Dong Dong Dong

The war drum at the entrance of the tribe was sounded and was about to break. It was sounded in the distance, wave after wave.

WOW!!

Whew——————————

In a moment, at least 30 people above Xuanxian level rushed to the entrance and confronted ye QingHan.

Wow, wow!!

Then, the strong breath of the first big man's territory revived and appeared at the entrance of the tribe in the twinkling of an eye.

Second, third

It's just a small tribe. There are several big men. I have to say they exaggerate.

After about a joss stick, not far from ye QingHan, there are more than 100 experts and 11 big man States, including two triple States and a fourth state. Their breath is old and solemn. Their deep eyes are full of doubt and surprise. Obviously, they didn't expect outsiders to show up here.

WOW!!

Boom!!

Ye QingHan's breath revived, Yan Family's blood surged, and the supreme majesty spread, overlooking the whole village.

They don't seem to have the smell of the Yan family, but they seem to have the smell of the Yan family. It's very strange. Ye QingHan is not sure how they cover the smell of the Yan family if they are the Yan family. Even the inheritor of the Yan family can't confirm it.

"He's a Yanzu! What rich Yanzu blood..."

The old man in the fourth state looked at ye QingHan in surprise and blurted out. Suddenly, he burst into tears, as if his mood was out of control.

"I am the inheritor of the Yan Emperor and bear the important task of rejuvenating the Yan family. You are the Yan Family! Why don't you have the Yan Family's blood?" ye QingHan asked in a deep voice when he looked at the experts in the big brother territory.

WOW——————————

For a moment, the entrance of the tribe was in a mess, talking one after another, mixed with surprise, excitement and ecstasy.

"Descendants of the prince! The inheritors of the first emperor have come to us!"

Dozens of people roared, and the war drum was sounded. The roar continued. It spread into the sky and swung to the depths of the star. It seemed to be informing other people.

At this time, ye QingHan affirmed that the person in front of him was the person of Yan family, but covered his Qi and blood in a special way.

Dada dada

Ye QingHan walked to the crowd with dark dance and looked up at the depths of the tribe. Many people were surging. Some women even rushed to the entrance of the tribe with their children with kitchen knives. It seemed that they were trying their best.

The child was holding a wooden stick and gun. He was angry and looked ferocious. As soon as he rushed over, he looked at ye QingHan with disgust.

Many people have just arrived at the entrance of the tribe. They still can't distinguish the situation. They don't know that ye QingHan is the descendant of the Yan Emperor. They thought it was the enemy who came after them, so the breath is completely different.

"It seems that they have a good history. They know that every inch of mountains and rivers has blood, and millions of children and millions of soldiers." ye QingHan watched the tribe move rapidly. There were about 70000 people, old, weak, sick and disabled, women and children. They were on the fourth ladder. The first ladder was full of old and decadent old people. They were not afraid of death and thought it was worth dying, so they were at the front, The second step is middle-aged people, and the third step is young people.

This formation seems to have been developed after years of fighting, only to preserve a heritage for the Yan family.

Ye QingHan looked at this formation and felt a little sour. These people had a hard time. In order to survive, they must have suffered more torture than themselves. The mood in his eyes was very depressed.

"Sorry! I'm late!"

Ye QingHan made a deep bow. This bow was for these old people. They didn't know how many times they stood in front for the inheritance of the Yan family.

WOW!

The old man slowly stepped on ye QingHan, reached out to hold ye QingHan's arm and stroked Yanzu's right arm. Even in the fourth state, he still couldn't control his emotions, and his tears couldn't stop flowing down.

After countless dead battles, the piercing wound was vivid, but he didn't cry. Today, because there was an Yan Clan, he left tears and saw Yan Zu's right arm. He couldn't stop crying.

Woo woo

The elder moaned and trembled. He wanted to kneel down, but he was supported by Ye QingHan and didn't let him kneel at all.

"Elder, I'm not qualified to accept your kneeling. You let the Yan Family inherit it, not me! This worship should be me." ye QingHan's voice was hoarse and knelt on his knees, kowtowing to the elder.

"Get up quickly! You are the heir of the crown prince and represent the crown prince of the Yan family. How can I accept your kneeling!" the old man immediately picked up ye QingHan and said respectfully.

Ye QingHan had too many questions to ask them, so he whispered, "elder, dismiss the people. Let's talk alone. I have something to ask."

"OK!" the old man nodded quickly.

WOW!!

The old man waved, and they all reluctantly left. They turned back in three steps and looked at ye QingHan.

Dark dance was at a loss at this time and didn't know what to do next.

Ye QingHan said faintly, "dark dance, you go and play with the children. The elder and I have something to say."

Dark dance did not dare to disturb ye QingHan, and immediately turned to the direction of the children.

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Ye QingHan walked side by side with the old man and came to a remote valley. He sat face to face in a long Pavilion.

"I can't imagine that the Yan people will come back here after countless years." the old man said in a deep voice.

Ye QingHan took a deep breath, looked at the old man's withered hand and whispered that there were still fresh wounds, "It's a long story. I fought in the immortal fairyland. As a result, my identity was learned by several inheritors of ancient gods. They didn't inform others, but chose to ambush me. Finally, I fought with them for decades and killed them while running away. Finally, I entered the greedy wolf giant star. I accidentally found a transmission stone tablet and transmitted us to the dark moon star after two years In this fight, I successfully killed three inheritors of the ancient Lord God. Although their Lord God has escaped, they can't recover to their peak without 100000 years of Kung Fu. "

A joint ambush to kill three inheritors of the ancient Lord God!

As soon as the old man's pupil shrinks, he can't imagine that ye QingHan's combat effectiveness is so exaggerated.

"There are five inheritors of the ancient Lord God, four of whom ambush me, but these four are dead, without exception!" ye QingHan said with certainty.

"Good! That's great!"

The old man made friends and shouted excitedly. Even if ye QingHan killed four ancient inheritors, he didn't feel relieved.

Ye QingHan looked at the old man's excited appearance and raised a bitter smile at the corners of his mouth. As long as he understood how hard the war was.

"Elder, what's the matter with your injury?" ye QingHan quickly calmed down and whispered.

As soon as the old man's breath stagnated, he said helplessly, "In those years, an ancient immortal and an ancient god came after us. We killed a group together with the people of the dark moon clan, but there were still a group of people who didn't die. They fought with us for countless years and always lost both sides. In recent years, their advantages have become stronger and stronger, but our number has become smaller and smaller... In order to hide our identity, we have to find medicinal materials to smear on us In fact, he disguised his identity and often organized death squads to fight in each other's tribe... "