Vol 6 Chapter 227: Gudi

"Remember to keep your soul~ Otherwise, their life cards in the soul race will be broken. My sister doesn't want to be troubled by these trivial things~"

Kuangsan nodded, "I will erase their saneness, but send it to...Sister Su Jin."

The dazzling gaze softened in an instant, and Gu Sujin stuffed Kuang Sanyi a bunch of good things. It was estimated that they were all taken from the clan library, and it didn't hurt to use it.

Put the gift into the ring and salute it three times, "Then Moer will leave first."

The figure disappeared into the hall silently, and even Gu Yuan appreciated the weird body technique.

Gu Sujin glanced sideways at the old guy who was in a good mood next to her, "She won't be the Emperor Dou, just like me."

The smile on Gu Yuan's face was stiff, and Gu Sujin stood up and said in a tone of encouragement from the elders: "The task is heavy and the road is long. The first fighting emperor of the ancient clan after thousands of years, it seems that Xiaoyuan is none other than Xiaoyuan."

The black figure also disappeared strangely, leaving only Gu Yuan in the conference hall.

"Oh~"

Between ethnic group and daughter, he will definitely choose ethnic group as the most important thing.

San'er's talent against the sky was the first time he had seen it in thousands of years, and even his half-emperor ancestor was not so amazing back then.

From Jiu Zhuan Dou Zun to a three-star Dou Sheng! Although the aura is slightly impetuous, that saint-level combat power can't be faked!

After that, there will be a bonus for the colorful clan pattern, and Saner can truly have a place in the Douqi Continent!

Among the young people of this generation, the three are the best, right? The only regret is that the three children are female. Gu Yuan thought, quite a pity.

Obviously, there is a possibility that the three emperors will stand side by side in the Ming Dynasty and return to the ancient heyday, but the ancestors and San'er have to go outside the territory to break through the realm of "fighting emperors" through other channels.

There is no bloodline bonus, but they will attract the origin energy of the emperor.

He can become an emperor too!

After that, the King Hei Tan had been cultivating for many years, and it was estimated that there was also hope of becoming an emperor. As long as the blood of the spirit race is grabbed, everything will be developed in a good place. Isn't it?

Eyes are closed tightly, and the body is leaning on the seat of the conference hall...

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Challenger, Ye Jian!

...Winner, Gu Yinghao!

There is no light in the eyes of the white-clothed youth, and the best sword in the clan has been broken in half.

Going down the ring in a muddle-headed manner, what is this? Defeat the top ten figures of the younger generation of the ancient family?

Thinking of how high-spirited he was at the beginning, I didn't expect...Unexpectedly, he couldn't even beat the tenth place on the side! If he couldn't even survive ten tricks, he was defeated sadly.

"That... Ye Jian, it's been a long time since I saw you!"

The young man with the broken sword in his arms looked up and said in surprise: "Yiyi?!"

Lin Yiyi hurriedly nodded, "You are so badly injured, hurry up and eat this pill made by Grandmaster Red Queen!"

The Eight-Rank Healing Pill was placed in her hand by the little girl, and many people looked over here and whispered.

Ye Jian's face sank fiercely, and he left in the opposite direction of Lin Yiyi.

When he was a child, his childhood sweetheart had an aura of at least the level of a nobleman, much stronger than him! He didn't want to endure the demonstration or mercy.

Leaving quickly, leaving only Lin Yiyi alone shouting a few times, tears gleaming in the corners of his eyes.

When he wanted to step forward, he was pulled by Xun'er.

Seeing the girl in Tsing Yi shaking her head, Lin Yiyi's mood fluctuated violently, and the eight-pin pill was crushed abruptly!

"how so......"

"Next, ancient demon!"

..."Rank 8 bloodline! Next one!"

"and many more!"

Elder Tongxuan frowned and waited patiently for this young man who likes to find things to finish speaking, just wanting to find someone to try.

"Gu Mo'er! Come on up! Gu Mo'er, how about you?! Don't you dare..."

The ancient demon screamed foolishly for a long time on it. Elder Tongxuan coughed and said through the voice: "Miss Mo'er is in retreat, I'm afraid I can't accept your challenge."

The ancient demon's complexion darkened, and he glanced at Elder Tongxuan silently, and had to leave respectfully.

‘Knowing that Gu Mo’er is not here, don’t you tell me in advance? This **** old thing! I have lost the face of labor and capital for so long! ’

The ancient demon cursed in his heart, but suddenly heard Elder Tongxuan call out the next person's name.

"Next, Gu Mo'er!"

Looking around for a week, "After 30 breaths, it will be deemed to have given up automatically."

There was silence in the court, who was Gu Moer? I believe there are few people present who don't know.

This generation of the Heiyan Army is mostly unified, and it is still the second female in the Heiyan Army for thousands of years. The matter of wrestling with the elder's house has long been spread among the clan, and some children of ancient races have also heard about it.

It is said that she is the first person in the young generation of the ancient people, and young talents like Gu Qingyang are willing to be ranked behind.

It is said that she is an ancient goddess, this can be seen from the sister who is also a twin.

Hearing from the gossip, Gu Mo'er has the blood of the gods, and it is very possible to take away the only colorful pattern of the ancient clan for thousands of years.

But the adult ceremony ceremony of the tribe did not come! This surprised everyone. No matter how arrogant Gu Mo'er was, he wouldn't give up the clan pattern, would he? Is she not giving birth? Otherwise, why would you give up this kind of ceremony?

Since the news spread, just over twenty breaths, it has become numerous versions, enough to be dazzling.

Sitting on the high platform, Xiao Yan and Xiao Yixian frowned at the same time, looking down like an independent Qinglian Xun'er.

Gu Mo'er...What happened to her, right?

"Okay!" The voice contained half-sage power, suppressing the messy voices present.

There was no sound.

"Gu Moer will automatically release..."

"Da~"

A crack in the space in the middle of the ring opened, and Gu Mo'er, who was in a silver robe, walked out of it. With luck and luck, she won everyone's attention from the moment she appeared!

Whether it is a few hundred-year-old transfer-grade Dou Zun, or a few dozen-year-old young talents of various races, all of them flashed in their eyes.

In terms of temperament, this Gu Mo'er is slightly higher than her twin sister!

Even some powerhouses who like Longyang are considering the possibility of passing on from generation to generation!

"Mo Er is in a hurry, but I hope Elder Tongxuan will understand."

Not waiting for the universally elected elders to speak The children of the big tribe who were influenced by luck and the charm of Kuangsan's own, began to speak for Gu Mo'er.

Elder Tongxuan tightened his eyes for a while before returning to normal.

Others can't detect the saint-level aura on Gu Mo'er, how can he not feel it?

The corner of his mouth smiled for the first time, more respectful than other people.

Hold the astrolabe with both hands and let it hang in the air.

"Miss Moer, please!"

Kuangsan nodded, tapped on it with the tip of his right finger, and the stars on the astrolabe quickly lit up like a broken bamboo!

The commotion in the audience hasn't stopped yet, and the star points on the astrolabe are all lit up in one breath!

The people in the audience were dumbfounded.

Which of the descendants of the ancient clan who came to power before, did not use the energy of breastfeeding? Even Gu Qingyang's ninth-rank bloodline was sweating on his head, and he made a breakthrough with considerable effort.

This Gu Mo'er is as easy as drinking water...

Could it be that the astrolabe is broken?

Before they could continue to doubt, Elder Tongxuan, who had known the result a long time ago, announced loudly: "Gu Mo'er, the bloodline of the gods! With the colorful Tiandi pen, the colorful family pattern!"

Even though he knew the result a long time ago, Elder Tongxuan was still very excited.

This is the first time that he has printed and painted colorful tribal patterns for his tribe!

Gu Mo'er is the first owner of the bloodline of the gods in the ancient clan for thousands of years! Even after being raptured, she broke through the shackles of Half Saint and reached the realm of fighting Saint he dreamed of!

The palm trembled slightly, and it was relieved with two light breaths.

Respectfully holding the Qicai Tiandi pen, the fighting energy in the body is stimulated to the extreme. When I just wanted to draw the colorful tribal pattern on the forehead of Gu Moer...

"Om!—"

The emperor altar not far away was shining brightly, and the ancient and powerful aura swept over it.

Dark clouds shrouded and faintly condensed into a huge phantom as high as thousands of meters.

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