ancient myth

A day later, with the aura of heaven and earth dissipating, Windless Valley fell into silence.

The violent wind that was raging between the heavens and the earth has disappeared at this moment.The valley took on its original appearance.

The land was in a mess, with a hint of desolation and depression.

"call……"

With a breath of turbid breath, Wang Hao slowly opened his eyes from the practice.

"Congratulations to the young master for gathering Dao seeds again and obtaining inheritance!"

Sensing Wang Hao's eyes, Feng Yunqing's drooping eyes jumped, took a deep breath, and congratulated Wang Hao.

The third heaven of the Divine Mansion Realm, the third Dao Seed, and even the inheritance of the Wind Clan... Wang Hao did it!

The shattering of the stone of enlightenment and the stone statue of the first saint is enough to explain everything.

From then on, the Wind Clan has no holy land!Feng Yunqing had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Wind Clan!"

Hearing Feng Yunqing's words, Wang Hao withdrew his thoughts, and complicated eyes flickered in Wang Hao's eyes.

"come here!"

Wang Hao looked at Feng Yunqing and said.

"What is the young master's order?"

Feng Yunqing showed a trace of doubt.

But seeing that Wang Hao didn't wait for Feng Yunqing to recover, one hand was already on Feng Yunqing's forehead.

boom……

The next moment, a terrifying breath erupted.

"Young Master, you..."

Feng Yunqing's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, he wanted to resist, but he was powerless.

In the blink of an eye, a wave of energy blasted into Feng Yunqing's mind.

The next moment Feng Yunqing saw a series of strange scenes.

It doesn't matter what era the Tao is, a saint standing in the sky is as dazzling as the scorching sun.He is the saint of WindClan!This is the ancestor of the Wind Clan.

The first sage stepped into the holy way and returned, and the world was moved.The people of the Wind Clan are all happy.

From then on, the Wind Clan has a sage who will climb to the top.

"The Holy Way of the Eastern Desolation has been broken. We shall continue the Holy Way..."

Looking at the sky in the distance, a firm gaze flashed in the eyes of the Fengzu Xiansheng, and he murmured.

Immediately after the screen changed, the men in black will be outside the Linfeng Clan, Xiansheng's expression changed drastically, and his figure swept out of the valley, entangled with those men in black.

An earth-shattering battle broke out.

Saint, saint!Still a saint!

Among the five black-clothed men who appeared, there were actually three saints and two extremely powerful Vientiane Realm experts.

In the end, four men in black died and one was injured, while the ancestor of the Wind Clan died because of this!After the badly injured black-clothed sage left, the first sage of the Wind Clan ran out of oil and died!Go back to the valley, turn into a stone statue, guard the Wind Clan, leave a last word, pass it on in the stone statue, and those who are destined will get it!Those who get the chance to make good fortune should recast the holy way and lead Donghuang to get rid of fate...

hiss……

As the scene fell, Feng Yunqing took a deep breath.

The first sage of the Wind Clan, how did the pride of the Wind Clan fall like this?

Who are those men in black?Why did they attack Xiansheng?What happened to Donghuang, why the road to the holy way was broken, and what fate did the first sage want to help Donghuang get rid of?

hum...

Before Feng Yunqing could think more, the picture appeared again.

All the scenes are pictures of the past generations of Feng Clan patriarchs condensing their Dao Seeds on the Dao Enlightenment Stone.All are pictures of the patriarch of the Wind Clan inheriting the will of the ancestors!

Recast the holy way and change your destiny!This is the mission of WindClan.

Until another scene appeared, Feng Yunqing seemed to know something.

Emperor Ye Qing, a proud young man, came to the Wind Clan.He told Feng Clan that he wanted to change his name against the sky and change the fate of Donghuang...

The patriarch of the Wind Clan decided to help him, and the countless talents of the Wind Clan left Windless Valley with Ye Qingdi.

"Emperor Ye Qing, who is it? Could it be..."

Seeing the scene of the Feng Clan Tianjiao leaving, Feng Yunqing felt a storm in his heart.

"Patriarch, we won! We won, we took the first step..."

As soon as the screen changed, I don't know how many years have passed, a man from the Feng clan returned to the Windless Valley in a hurry, his face was full of excitement.

The patriarch burst into tears.

"Xiansheng, have you seen it? Someone is walking that road! He did it! The Eastern Wilderness is unified. From now on, we will no longer be sinners. Emperor Ye will take us back to our original glory ,us……"

Kneeling before the stone statue of the first sage, the Wind Clan patriarch wailed loudly.

"Emperor Ye, that Emperor Ye Qing is indeed an emperor through the ages!"

Feng Yunqing's heart was surging, he didn't know what it was like.

The Feng Clan used their blood and the lives of countless Tianjiao to break through the sky with Ye Di.

"Patriarch! We are defeated! We are defeated! Emperor Ye is defeated!"

Suddenly, the picture changed, it was a deep night.

A strong Wind Clan man covered in blood rushed into the Windless Valley, his face full of grief.

"what?"

The patriarch's expression changed drastically, and his eyes burst out with brilliance.

"Losing! The Holy Way is hard to reforge after all. Emperor Ye tried his best. We... are over! It's all over! Those people are here. The Guan family! It's the Guan family! They deceived us! The warmaster and the generals are gone! , The whole army of my Feng Clan disciples was wiped out! Ye Di... Ye Di's life and death are unknown!"

Tears of blood flowed from the eyes of the disciples of the Wind Clan.

The patriarch of the Wind Clan was pale, and his whole body seemed to be exhausted.

"I can not be reconciled!"

The patriarch of the Wind Clan gritted his teeth and let out a deep roar!

Why, why did the last step fail?Why are those people coming at this time!

Close the house!

Those damn guys!

rumbling...

Suddenly the picture changed again.

The night is deep, the sea of ​​fire is raging, and the wind is sweeping!

"Patriarch! Not good, the men in black...those men in black are here!"

"There is still the Guan family! People from the Guan family are also here!"

"They entered my windless valley..."

"We have no one who can deal with it! My Wind Clan warriors are going out, and those who can resist in Windless Valley have been beheaded..."

Between the heaven and the earth, there were waves of roars and cries...

Blood!

Endless blood stained the whole world red, corpses can be seen everywhere on the ground...

"Wind Clan, the opportunity has been given to you! Ten years ago, we were able to kill half of your personnel, today, we can completely wipe you out! From now on, there will be no Wind Clan in the world!"

In the dark of night, a cold voice came.

Endless killings are spreading.

"My Wind Clan...it's over!"

The patriarch of the Wind Clan, with a broken arm and pale face, looked at the scene in front of him with a look of despair.

"Patriarch, the world is in chaos!"

"All Ye Di's efforts are in vain!"

The few Wind Clan men who had been forced to death burst into tears loudly.

"You guys, do you regret it?"

The head of the Wind Clan suddenly looked at the few remaining members of the Wind Clan and asked.

"No regrets!"

"not regret!"

Several people let out tragic roars.

"Yes! No regrets! Without Emperor Ye, the Eastern Desolation would have been like a long night forever. He led us to see the light. Even if the world is dark again, it will only return to the dawn! The light is ahead!"

A bright light burst out in the patriarch's eyes.

"You guys go! Fight to the death! I, a man of the Wind Clan, never fear death! The will of the ancestors of the Wind Clan will never be extinguished. I will exhaust my efforts and leave behind a legacy! In the future, the people of my Wind Clan will definitely return, Regain the original glory!"

The patriarch of the Wind Clan walked towards the depths of the sea of ​​fire, and finally fell into the sea of ​​fire.And the few remaining Wind Clan men, with red eyes, went out of the valley to kill!

The screen disappeared and everything fell into darkness!

I don't know how long it took, Feng Yunqing felt that the energy that bound him was gone.

He opened his eyes again.

There was a salty feeling from the corner of the mouth.

Is it tears?

Feng Yunqing didn't know when, tears were streaming down his face.His eyes were throbbing at the moment, his teeth were clenched, and endless hatred appeared on his face.

He knew what he had just seen.

That is the history of Wind Clan, that is the past of Wind Clan...

Those left behind by the Wind Clan know that the Wind Clan experienced a disaster that year.However, there are still many things they still don't know.

And now, everything is clear!

"I am the descendant of Emperor Ye, and also his descendant! Do you hate it?"

Looking at the silent Feng Yunqing, Wang Hao asked softly.

"not regret!"

Feng Yunqing knelt heavily on the ground.

"The will of my ancestor of the Wind Clan has never disappeared! I, a man of the Wind Clan, is never afraid of death!"

Feng Yunqing roared in a deep voice.

From the pictures just now, Feng Yunqing knew a lot.

Why did the ancestors of the Wind Clan fall?It's because someone doesn't want him to do something.Why did the Wind Clan be destroyed back then?It was because they followed in the footsteps of the sages and swept Donghuang with Ye Di, and they wanted to continue doing that thing!Finally, disaster strikes!

Emperor Ye fell, the commanders of the warlords fell, the men of the Feng clan died, and Wufenggu was slaughtered...

All this is done by those people.It's not Ye Di's fault!

If there is another chance to choose, the Wind Clan will still choose this way.This is the heart of the Wind Clan man.

If it is hatred, Feng Yunqing only hates why Emperor Ye is not strong enough, and why Dong Huang is so weak.I only hate myself for not being born in that year, throwing my head and blood!

He only hates the Guan family, and only those men in black...

"From tonight, Feng Yunqing will follow the young master!"

Feng Yunqing lowered his head very low!

Since he had no chance to follow Emperor Ye back then, he is now following Wang Hao.

"it is good!"

Wang Hao took a deep breath and replied in a deep voice.

What Wang Hao did just now was to pass on to Feng Yunqing the picture he saw from the Enlightenment Stone and the stone statue when he obtained the inheritance.

Whatever Feng Yunqing chooses, Wang Hao will respect!

In fact, Feng Yunqing did not disappoint Wang Hao.

"How many people are there in the Wind Clan?"

Wang Hao asked in a deep voice.

"The Wind Clan has 170 men and 180 nine women, totaling 360 people.

Among them, 16 people under the age of 87.There are 160 people aged.Combat strength [-] eight people.If the young master needs it, I can contact you.

I want to come to my Feng Clan, but anyone with strength will never refuse the call of the young master! "

Feng Yunqing said seriously.

"Old and weak, settle down for now."

Wang Hao's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice.

The Wind Clan, which was so prosperous back then, has withered to such an extent now?Is this still a scene restored after a thousand years?

Wang Hao sighed in his heart.

The Wind Clan has shed too much blood for this world.

"time to go!"

Suppressing the heaviness in his heart, after a long time, Wang Hao looked at Feng Yunqing who had recovered a little, and said softly.

Wind Clan's trip has come to a successful conclusion, now it's time to go!

What is the situation in the world today?What about the situation of Dongsheng Pavilion?

Looking into the distance, Wang Hao frowned slightly.I just hope that it's not too late for me to go back!