Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 1170 Descendants of the Protoss!

"Remains?" Ling Wushuang couldn't help but light up slightly while feeling melancholy in his heart.

Yun Muchen's old face was confused, as if he was deep in thought, and when he came to his senses, Ling Wushuang's eyes released wolf light, looking eager to try, and his complexion immediately darkened, "Yes, the ruins."

Word by word, he bit out towards Ling Wushuang.

"By the way, Lord Yan." The Holy Lady of Nanyu interrupted suddenly at this time, and she took a step forward with a dead wooden crutch, "I heard from Yunfeng that you have a fragment of the Great Desolation Clock in your hand? And can you control its power?" ease-of-use?"

"What!" Yun Muchen was shocked, and he who was originally in a state of confusion suddenly woke up.

"Why didn't you say it earlier." Yun Muchen said with some blame in his tone.

Although Nanyu Saintess was a little dissatisfied with Yun Muchen, she didn't explode immediately at this time, she just snorted softly, and said in a light tone, "Tianzun has always come and gone without a trace, where can I find you on my body, if it wasn't This time there is a gap in the sky, I'm afraid we won't be able to see anyone."

In fact, as the Tianzun of Nanyu, Yun Muchen spends most of his time wandering around the mainland, or in other words, following the disappearance of the Tianzhong Tomb, he personally observes the movements of the mainland.

However, she has never heard of it before, and it takes something special to be able to control the power of the Great Wilderness Clock.

"Isn't it strange?" Ling Wushuang looked at Yun Muchen puzzled, surprised by his exaggerated expression.

Yun Muchen's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, his eyes settled on Lou Junyan, and his tone was awe-inspiring, "The treasures of the gods all have secret attributes, let alone such treasures as the Great Desolation Clock."

While speaking, Yun Muchen's eyes gradually glowed with scorching light.

No wonder, when he met for the first time, he felt that Lou Junyan was not a simple kid. At that time, he was just a little god-killing king, but it made him feel unpredictable. ...

"Secret attribute?" Ling Wushuang opened his mouth, "What is that?"

Ling Wushuang's clear pupils lit up suddenly, her eyes were urgent, and she urgently needed Yun Muchen's response to prove her guess.

"Secret attribute." Yun Muchen's white eyebrows were dyed with layers of joy, and when he responded to Ling Wushuang's question, his eyes were still scorching and almost stuck to Lou Junyan's body. Those wolf-like eyes, I can't wait As if swallowing the life in front of him.

Lou Junyan frowned faintly, and the corners of Ling Wushuang's eyes twitched wildly.

"Hey!"

Ling Wushuang raised his hand with a dark complexion, and shook it in front of the little old man's eyes, only to interrupt his eyes that carefully looked at Lou Junyan who was inspecting him.

Yun Muchen clenched his fists and coughed lowly to cover up his gaffe, but the excited smile on his face did not diminish at all, he stared at the person in front of him and hurriedly asked, "Can Lord Yan tell this deity that when you use the power of the fragment of the Great Desolation Clock, Do you feel any rejection, or a strange feeling?"

If you look carefully, you can see that Yun Muchen's hands in his sleeves are trembling faintly.

Like joy, like nervous.

Lou Junyan glanced at Yun Muchen calmly, nodded indifferently, and said a word without haste, "Yes."

"What is it?" Yun Muchen was slightly disappointed, his eyes showed worry, but his eyes were full of hope, and he asked without delay.

The blue sea and the blue sky, the clear waves follow the waves.

Lou Junyan stood with his back facing the endless sea, and he stepped out with black thorn gold textured boots, his thin lips parted lightly, "I have more heart but not enough strength, as if holding a giant ax to open the sky, but I can only chop trees and forcefully mobilize my strength The counterattack devours the loss."

The voice was deep and hoarse, with a slight sigh of emotion.

The waves wandering around were foggy with the wind, and they kept rushing towards his tall body, blowing the long black hair draped over his shoulders from back to front, and passing by that handsome face with sharp edges and corners, mottled by time.

Ling Wushuang pursed her red lips lightly, and nodded thoughtfully.

That's right, it can be seen when he was in the Eastern Wilderness that although Jun Yan can use the power of the fragments of the Great Wilderness Clock, he doesn't seem to be able to integrate the essence of it. Could it be that this is the rejection that Old Man Yun said, and what kind of resistance did he receive?
"Nothing else?" Yun Muchen's expression was unpredictable.

Lou Junyan turned his head, "No more."

"Great!"

Yun Muchen opened his mouth suddenly, then raised his head and laughed, his white beard fluttering, his thick and powerful voice pierced through the sky, enough to show the joy in his heart, after a while, he closed it suddenly, and quickly said, "That's just the treasure is not complete, It's just not strong enough!"

I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it!

Ling Wushuang and Lou Junyan looked at each other, she was as smart as her, she had guessed in her heart earlier, but now she was only more sure, and it was only a matter of Yun Muchen nodding her head in agreement.

"The so-called secret system is the secret method that the gods use to seal their treasures."

The joy between Yun Muchen's brows did not fade, his old face was flushed with excitement, he looked at Ling Wushuang, and then he explained, "Secret law prohibition, every treasure of the Protoss will exist, and the king of the king of death will exist. The Great Desolation Clock, of course, is no exception, and it must be strong but not weak."

Ling Wushuang understood it, guessing it was like some kind of mechanism.

While Yun Muchen was speaking, his eyes settled on Lou Junyan's body without moving, his tone gradually became heavy, and he said word by word, "Simply speaking, only the people of the Protoss can use the treasures of other clans freely without being backlashed." !"

"This." Nanyu Shengmao was stunned in place.

She didn't even know that there was such a meaning. If she said it this way, then Lou Junyan was most likely a descendant of the God Clan!

"The protoss is still alive!" Daohe's excitement and astonishment was no less than that of the holy woman Yunzhi.

Even though he didn't interact with the Primordial Protoss in person, and he didn't have the opportunity to see the majesty of the ancient Protoss, but he respected them, the most powerful ally, the Protoss, who exchanged the destruction of the entire family for hundreds of millions of years of stability in the Gods and Demons Continent, but more It's also a pity, at this time, I heard that the Protoss still has blood left behind, how can I not be excited?
I really didn't expect that during such a long and hopeless wait, the gods would leave blood descendants, and they are such peerless geniuses. It can be said that they are not inferior to the ancient kings who killed the emperor.

There is hope, this time it is really hopeful!

Among the group, the calmest one was Lou Junyan himself. Seeing his thin lips pursed slightly, the blood-red curve slightly raised, he laughed softly, "Is this the only way that Tianzun can make a judgment?"

"Absolutely can't be wrong." Yun Muchen bent his neck.

Ling Wushuang's eyebrows moved slightly, and after thinking about it, he said, "But this is just a guess, and it can't prove anything. Just like what you said, old man, can't there be exceptions to the secret system of the Protoss?"

Under the powerful strength, nothing is absolute at all. With Jun Yan's current strength, it is not impossible to break some secret law restrictions sealed in the treasure.

(End of this chapter)