After the queen came to the throne, I was forced to be nine thousand years old

Chapter 507 The way home
This is a red flag with a whole body, a red flagpole, and a red flag that emits a fiery light.

Zuo Dodge's complexion changed slightly, not because he was surprised by the existence of the flag, but by the shape of the flag.

From the appearance alone, this flag is almost exactly the same shape as the Unrestricted Flag hidden in his waist!
"May I ask Patriarch Rong, what is the use of this flag?"

There was a look of nostalgia on Rong Rong's face, and his eyes were full of admiration and longing.

"This Yanjun flag is the most important treasure of our Yan tribe. It is imitated from the treasure of our Yan tribe that has not been swallowed by the blood desolate world before. This thing is very useful. I told you before, the battle of the chosen one It is carried out in an independent blood barren world. This world is like the prototype of a big world, with restrictions and formations everywhere. This flag can break most of the restrictions and formations, allowing you to lead the tribe Warriors, better go through the Battle of the Chosen."

Zuo Daoqi felt more and more strange. The function of this flag sounded somewhat similar to that of the Unrestricted Flag!
Rong sighed again.

"It's a pity that the treasure of our clan was lost before we sank into this blood-desolate world. Otherwise, with the treasure in hand, plus the warriors of our clan, it would be enough to lead us away from this blood-desolate world."

Hearing his words, Zuo Dodge became more and more certain that his Unrestricted Banner had absolutely something to do with the Yan tribe.

So he pretended not to know anything and exclaimed.

"This imitation is so powerful, how powerful should the real genuine product be, can it ignore all restrictions?"

Patriarch Rong shook his head slightly after thinking for a moment, "Ignoring all the restrictions completely doesn't seem to be enough, at least as far as the warriors of the tribe know, it's not enough to break the restrictions on the Dengxian Gate."

Zuo Dodge couldn't help being speechless.

Good guys, you are really angry.

What are you thinking about breaking the ban on Dengxian Gate?
Raise the family to ascend?

What a big ambition!

But it can also be seen from it how powerful the Yan tribe was in the ancient times.

"Then how did this treasure get lost?"

"The old man's status in the original world is not high. I only know that Emperor Yan of our clan wanted to take his clansmen away in order to seek a higher level. Then he discovered the legendary Dengxianmen. Emperor Yan took the warriors, After leaving with the Emperor Yan flag, Emperor Yan and the warriors never came back, and then I was abandoned by the world and came to this bloody world."

Zuo Dodge listened to Rong's narration, but he was sure in his heart.

The Yandi Banner Rongkou was talking about was probably the Wuju Banner in his hands now, even if it wasn't, the Wuju Banner was also inseparably related to the Yandi Banner.

In a place that Rong couldn't see, he couldn't help reaching out and gently caressing the Wuju flag.

Rong did not immerse himself in the glorious history of the past for too long, and soon returned to the topic.

"It's just that this flag has not been completely forged, because many clansmen were born after they came to this blood-desolate world. Over the years, people like this old man who had no status in the original world have become patriarchs. For the Yanjun Banner to really play a role in the Battle of Heavenly Selection, preparations are still needed."

"What to prepare?"

Zuo Dodge asked, and he saw something wrong from Rong's expression.

Rong didn't answer his question, but turned to look at Zuo Dodge, showing a gentle smile.

"It won't be too much trouble, I just want to ask you to stay for a few more days."

Zuo Dodge didn't understand, so he nodded.

He turned around and left with Rong.

The blazing flame burned forever under this blood-colored mountain. This blood-colored flame did not seem to be much different from the flames of the present world, and it could also refine weapons and alchemy.

Another day, Zuo Daoqi became more and more familiar with the people of the Yan tribe, but the Yan tribe, which was originally monolithic, had undergone some changes.

There was a fierce conflict between Rong and the high-level tribe.

The content of the quarrel is...whether Zuo Dodge is credible and can lead them to escape the bloody world.

For some reason, Rong firmly believed that Zuo Daoqi could take them away, so he wanted to organize the three hundred bravest warriors in the tribe to follow Zuo Daoqi to fight in the battle of heaven.

Many elders in the tribe disagree, and their opinions are more conservative.

The Yan tribe has declined, and there are more and more warriors who sleep forever. In the past, every time an alien came, they would take advantage of their waking hours to reproduce crazily. They would never allow the Yan tribe to break their inheritance.

The bloodlines of the warriors cannot be cut off. The bravest ones must give birth to offspring as soon as possible within the short waking time, so that the Yan Tribe can pass on the totem forever and the totem will never be extinguished.

conservative thinking.

Rong told Zuo Dodge about this,
"I don't know why they don't want to give it a go, how many times, because of their conservativeness, in order to keep the tribe going, they always don't let the bravest fighters go to war, let them reproduce like reproductive machines, what for the tribe continuation of...

In my opinion, this kind of lingering Yan tribe exists, it is better to give it a go and gamble everything..."

Zuo Dodge was speechless, he stood on the top of the hill, silent.

In fact, he didn't know if he could really help the Yan tribe solve the current predicament, but he would go all out because there was no way out at this time.

"I will do my best. After all, Patriarch, you said that if you fail the Battle of Heaven's Choice, you will be sealed in this blood-desolate world."

"You extraterrestrials can surrender and follow the winner..."

Zuo Dodge shook his head. It was impossible for him to surrender to the Temple of Terror, the Yaozu, or the people of hell. At least these three parties could not tolerate him.

The other two parties are fine, when he offers everything, maybe he will be given a chance to survive, but if the people from the Ancient Terror Palace win...

Impossible to keep him alive.

At that time, he will have nowhere to escape.

He looked at Rong, "The people who came in together are my enemies, and they will not give me a chance to surrender."

He said with a smile on his face, "So, like you guys, I am on the edge of a cliff, and I will do my best to win the battle of the chosen one, and lead the brothers of the Yan tribe out of this damn blood Desolate world."

Rong also laughed along with him, but then said, "With your words, I am willing to do my best to convince them and do my... everything!"

That bad premonition resurfaced in Zuo Dodge's mind again, and he seemed to see something wrong in Rong's eyes.

It's just that this change did not affect his status in the Yan tribe. Every day when he walked in the Yan tribe, everyone passing by would perform the ancient etiquette to him.

Zuo Dodge asked Hades about the existence of the Yan tribe, but Hades didn't know about it.

The ancient times are too long, and this is already the history of the three statues before they became enlightened.

Time is always cruel and merciless, too many great legends and histories have been buried, and too many ancient and powerful existences have been annihilated.

Although the Hades snake has a very long life, it is not that ancient. He understands the ancient language, but it is innate and understands it from birth, but this does not mean that he is a character from the ancient era.

Left Dodge was speechless.

How dazzling the Yan tribe is in that bright big world.

Throughout the ages, those who are commensurate with emperors are all stronger than others in the world.

The patriarch of the Yan Tribe was named Emperor Yan in ancient times, and his power is presumably recognized and known by the whole world.

How great and how confident is he who plans to climb the immortal gate and hopes to raise his family to ascension.

Two days later, he traveled all over this blood-desolate island belonging to the Yan tribe. As Rong said, there was no one else except the people of the Yan tribe.

Not to mention people, apart from those blood-colored plants like onyx, there is not even a single living and moving thing.

Zuo Dodge finally determined that Rong did not deceive himself.

At least for now, everything is as he said.

He also saw the bloody flag in the center of the island, which was a very ordinary flag with a scarlet and hideous word 'flame' written on it.

According to what Rong said, as long as it is pulled out, it means that the Yan tribe will participate in this battle of the chosen one.

In the lock demon tower.

Zuo Daoqi sat opposite Jiang Liyan, he rambled on for a long time, and then turned his gaze to Jiang Liyan.

"This is the rule of this weird world, what do you think, Senior Sister?"

"According to what Patriarch Rong said, there will not be two extraterrestrial visitors on one Blood Island. If you leave the Demon Locking Tower at this moment, you should be teleported away to another different Blood Island and be eligible to participate in the Battle of the Chosen."

Jiang Liyan had a thoughtful expression on his face, apparently weighing the pros and cons in his heart.

Participating in the Battle of the Chosen, she can have a chance to win treasures, but more, it is dangerous. According to Zuo Dodge, those who dare to enter the blood barren world may be real people, and it is more likely that she enters the blood island After that, he became the cannon fodder among them.

She cast her eyes on Zuo Dodge, her red lips parted slightly, "Do you think you will win?"

Zuo Dodge was silent, and then said, "As long as there is no Yang God above, I will win."

Jiang Liyan suddenly smiled, and said softly, "In that case, then I will go and occupy an island. Anyway, if you are the final winner, I will surrender to you at worst."

Zuo Daoqi laughed loudly, "Okay, since the senior sister has such a heart, the junior brother will definitely help you to the end."

Jiang Liyan looked at Zuo Dodge with something strange in his eyes, Zuo Dodge noticed it, and Jiang Liyan felt it himself.

So the atmosphere seemed to become a little more charming at this moment.

Before he knew it, Zuo Dodge had gotten up.

Suddenly, he stretched out a hand and put it lightly on Jiang Liyan's shoulder. Before she could react, he felt the hand on the shoulder force suddenly, bringing her whole body in one direction.

Immediately afterwards, there was a cold feeling on the lips, some wet, some slippery, and a strange taste.

Zuo Dodge once again felt the taste of Jiang Liyan between his lips and teeth, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

During the kiss, Zuo Dodge's eyes widened, and Jiang Liyan's eyes closed tightly.

After opening her eyes and seeing the smile in Zuo Dodge's eyes, she quickly closed them again, as if they hadn't opened them for a moment, and her eyes were full of shyness.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Jiang Liyan covered her shocking face with a black veil, and then said coquettishly in a tone that Zuo Dodge rarely saw.

: "It's all right now, are you satisfied?"

Left Dodge is still going forward, his hands are already open.

Dodged by Jiang Liyan.

"Where can I be satisfied, senior sister is such a beauty, just kissing can't satisfy her."

A blush appeared on Jiang Liyan's face, but he ignored him and turned around, as if shy.

Zuo Daoqi knew enough is enough, and he didn't force him too much, so he gave Jiang Liyan space to be alone.

Because during the kiss just now, Jiang Liyan seemed to have thought of something.

If she also participates in the Battle of the Chosen, it means that she will lead a tribe in the ancient times. Knowing that she will not win, it is irresponsible to enter a world at will to bring hope to others. things.

Although Jiang Liyan is called a witch, she is not a real magician.

...

In the Yan tribe.

"Rong, do you really want to do this!?"

"Do you really believe in that alien named Zuo Dodge?"

"We have been disappointed for too long. Their extraterrestrial visitors can leave, what about us? After the failure, three hundred warriors can only die. For so long, our Yan tribe has completely declined."

Rong listened to the voices coming from his ears, without any expression on his face, but gently hit the ground with the crutch in his hand, and there were one after another not loud voices.

"The public wants to break the boundary, the public does not break the boundary, the public actually breaks the boundary. Breaking the boundary and dying, what can I do?"

This is a song sung by the warriors of the tribe a long time ago for those who died in the chosen world, and it was softly recited by Rong at this moment.

In fact, not every generation of Yan tribe chiefs are conservatives, and there are radicals like Rong among them.

It's just that radicals have failed too many times.

Rong might be the last radical faction in the history of the Yan tribe.

"When we break the boundary, although we die without regret, we just sleep forever. When there are no visitors from outside the sky, who is not sleeping forever?"

Rong said in a loud voice, and then looked around, making eye contact with everyone around him.

Indeed, when there are no aliens coming, this blood island is a dead island, and there is no moving, living creature inside.

Seeing that they all listened to what he said, Rong showed a touch of satisfaction on his face.

"In my opinion, warriors should die on the battlefield instead of turning into sculptures that can only be supported by others!
I am already old, and I have lived enough. The long years and lifespan have brought me an eternal curse..."

"Patriarch, you!" Someone realized that there was something in Ronghua.

"Rong, what are you going to do, don't be impulsive!"

Rong seems to have thought of everything long ago.

There was a softness on his face, and he looked at the person who had the most quarrel with him before.

"Bin, I watched you grow up, and I have been telling you the story of Emperor Yan for a long time. Most of them were born in this blood-scarred world. I don't want...after death, I don't know how to face it To Emperor Yan, old man!"

There was a hint of crying in Rong's tone, and then he looked at everyone.

"The Yanjun Banner is modeled after the Yandi Banner, but it has a big weakness, that is, it cannot be refined by others. It is not like a magic weapon to use, but more like a tool.

I would like to use my body as a weapon spirit, so that the Yanjun Banner can be refined by that Zuo Daoqi, in exchange for his absolute responsibility to my Yan tribe, and use my last light and heat to illuminate the way home for my Yan tribe warriors! "

(End of this chapter)