Chapter 1216 The Protoss Comes! (3)
Although there were speculations, his tone was still in disbelief.

Ling Wushuang did not respond directly, but turned to look at Lou Junyan beside him.

Lou Junyan's long red hair fluttered freely with the sea breeze, his eyes missed Ling Wushuang's eyes, he stared blankly at the three people who were also staring at him, he raised his arms with a flick of his sleeves, his wrists were raised, and his slender fingers spread out.

"Buzz!"

The buzzing of the sword being unsheathed and the crashing of the waves could not drown it out.

Wushi, blood pattern, ancient clock.

The three people on the opposite side all lost their composure, especially the man in the navy blue robe standing at the front, he was suddenly suffocated for breathing, as if something was about to come out of his body, but it made people feel a little nervous. Surprisingly, at this time, what he focused most on in his eyes was not the almost complete Great Desolation Clock, but the Lou Junyan who held the Great Desolation Clock and stood indifferently in the world.

The three of them made the same action at the same time.

"king!"

Clenching their right fists and clasping their left shoulders, the three of them touched the ground and knelt on one knee, speaking in unison, not only the resolute sonorous sound contained in the decisive tone, but also the catharsis trembling of extreme excitement.

The sky has eyes, it is the king's bloodline of their god race, and it is really the king's bloodline of their god race!
The gods, legends, originated in ancient times and were blessed by the Lord of Primordial Origin, that is, the Frozen Throne. Just like the goddesses of Nanyu, the blood of the kings of the gods must be embraced as kings, but compared to Xumi's physique , the king's blood is even more rare. In the Protoss, there are almost hundreds of generations of clansmen.

The Great Wilderness Clock was restored to such a state, and Lou Junyan was able to control it freely, so the three-point guess in their minds instantly climbed to a very certain level.

Yun Muchen was a little dazed, and after exchanging glances with Ling Wushuang, he stood quietly in the distance, not going to express any opinions for the time being, and Ling Wushuang also remained silent, as if waiting for Lou Junyan to come. decision.

"Get up." After a while, Lou Junyan's calm and clear voice was heard.

"Yes!"

The three of them knelt down on one knee, too excited to speak, and after looking at each other for a long time, they stood up one after another. The old man who had been standing silently behind him was almost old, and it was worthwhile for them to search hard. For thousands of years, the Protoss really had the king's blood flowing outside.

It is said that the entire army of the gods was wiped out in that ancient world-destroying war, but just like Chilong's situation, there are still very few survivors.

But these people either hide their names and stop interfering in world affairs, or feel that the clan has no way to return to the sky and retreat to the mountains and forests, or like this, three or five people gather together and wait for the turnaround, just because there has been no news since ancient times. Any news about the Protoss, the world will acquiesce to the extermination of the clan.

Lou Junyan retracted the Great Desolation Clock with his backhand, and flicked his sleeve.

"I didn't expect that they are really friends from ancient times." Yun Muchen stepped forward with great emotion, and it was rare for the little old man to let go of his prestige, and asked very friendly, "What do you call them?"

The Shenzu has been friends with Nanyu since ancient times, and the descendants of the Shenzu are also friends of Nanyu. There is no need to explain anything. The identities of these three people are already very clear at this time.

"Ye Xingtian." The voice of the man in the navy blue robe remained calm, but he nodded towards Lou Junyan while speaking.

The beautiful woman with outstanding grace restrained the excitement in her heart, and bowed again, "Ye Rong."

"Ye Xiaohe." Finally came the slightly hoarse voice of the old man.

It is worth noting that these people have all reached the demigod realm, that is, they cannot comprehend the highest threshold realm under the Dao God Rune, they are all first-class masters, and they have been hiding on this continent without a trace cause any awareness.

Ling Wushuang frowned slightly, and nodded silently with a shallow smile, which was also a response.

"En." Lou Junyan's eyes were deep, and his eyes seemed to be on the people opposite him, but he didn't seem to pay attention to them. He was so far away and quiet that people could almost ignore the shocking storm hidden in his endless depths.

"I am really happy to see a few descendants of the Protoss." Yun Muchen sighed, the joy in his heart was genuine, but he was a little puzzled, so he asked in confusion, "There are descendants of the Protoss?" If you are alive, why don't you contact me in Nanyu, so that you can support each other and discuss big plans together."

"Heh." Ye Xingtian chuckled softly, with a bitter expression on his face.

Seeing this, Yun Muchen didn't ask any more questions, and nodded thoughtfully.

Ye Xingtian didn't mention it, but Ling Wushuang could roughly guess that the gods who ruled the ancient times and traversed the ancient world ended up in such a sad scene. But there is pride in his own bones.

If you can't stand proudly in the world, you will retreat to the forest!

Moreover, they clearly understand that once the former Supreme Race is defeated, they can only wait for their lives in forbearance, saying that the Demon Race and others who hold vengeance like flies, are bloodthirsty, and are hard to guard against. Enough for them to be cautious.

Ling Wushuang tapped his chin lightly with his fingertips, and the slight smile that came out of his speech was like a cold touch, which instantly relieved the stiff atmosphere, "I think the few people who came here this time sensed the changes in the protoss ruins. , and the vibration of the Great Desolation Clock."

"Exactly." Ye Xingtian responded, "I was waiting on the land of the Eastern Desolation last time, and I also noticed the vibration of the Great Desolation Bell, but when I arrived at the Holy Soul Hall, I couldn't find it anywhere, and the breath disappeared without a trace. No trace."

Ling Wushuang reached out and touched the tip of his nose, "We left soon and didn't stay long."

After some entanglement with the Soul Suppressing Pillar, they withdrew immediately, only because they heard the news about the Chilong Tomb later, they turned back again, probably just this time and again, they happened to miss it up.

"Hey." Ye Xingtian's tone was also very melancholy, looked at Ling Wushuang and continued, "This time the shock was even more severe, I could feel that I was in this location when I was still in Donghuang, so I came here in a hurry. "He said, looking at Yun Muchen, and continued, "Because of the reason why I couldn't find it in the Eastern Wilderness last time, I was afraid that it would happen again, so I had no choice but to use the power of Nanyu to help find it."

Hearing Ye Xingtian's tone, they must have reached a situation of hesitation and helplessness. After all, Nanyu can be said to know this area well, and they have no way out for the sake of the overall situation.

"But I really didn't expect that I would be so lucky when I waited for this trip." Ye Xingtian looked at Lou Junyan fixedly as he spoke, his fingertips trembling a little. He is a calm person, but Even he couldn't contain his excitement.

(End of this chapter)

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