Bloodline Ares

Chapter 288 Protoss
The Siris people survived the crisis, and everything seemed to be calm again. However, when all the Siris people passed by one of the houses, there was a trace of awe in their eyes, because the house was lived by the Siris population. Protoss that has been around for countless years!

The history of the Siris people is quite long. They have been staying in the Death Plain, as if they are guarding something, but most of the Siris people don't know it. Perhaps, only the patriarch and wise elders know.

At this time, Xia Chen was in Zhilao's house, and in front of him were the patriarch of the Sires and Zhilao.The patriarch of the Siris people no longer had the arrogance he had before, and he looked at Xia Chen with awe and a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.

Protoss, this is Xia Chen's new identity!
It has been three days since the eight-faced monster was repelled. During these three days, Xia Chen's cultivation with great concentration has completely stabilized the cultivation base of the second level of Xuandan. The energy has increased, and even the power of the blood in the body seems to be slightly improved.

Especially after being washed by that drop of fresh blood, now Xia Chen's blood power is very pure, leaving only the thin blood of Emperor Yan, but it can burst out with even more terrifying power, even with the talent of controlling fire. more powerful.

This is the benefit of improving the bloodline, and in order to improve the bloodline, apart from using other stronger Yandi bloodlines to cleanse, the only way is to improve the cultivation base, because even the Yandi bloodline is closely related to the practice of the bloodline inheritors.

Xia Chen finally understood the reason, and with the help of that drop of powerful blood, Xia Chen gained a lot of benefits. Not only did his cultivation directly break through to the second level of Xuandan, he even practiced the second form of Wuming Boxing to Dzogchen .

Now in Xia Chen's mind, the third form of the Wuming boxing method has appeared, but this third form is even more mysterious. Xia Chen let alone practice, even if it is difficult to read the third form completely, he Knowing that successfully practicing the second form has reached the limit of his current cultivation.

After thoroughly grasping the situation in his body, Xia Chen found Elder Zhi and the patriarch of the Siris people. He had already guessed something in his heart, but he still needed to confirm it personally.

"Old Zhi, what exactly is the Protoss you speak of?"

Finally, Xia Chen broke the silence and asked.

Zhi Lao looked excited, but it seemed that he wanted to better explain to Xia Chen, so he barely calmed down his excitement, and said in a deep voice: "Lord God Clan, you should know that we Siris are actually great gods. Loyal servants of our ancestors, created by the great god."

"Create life?"

Xia Chen couldn't believe it.

But Zhi Lao looked proud and said loudly: "Of course, the great God is omnipotent, and it is easy to create life. Our ancestors are slaves created by God, and the love for God is engraved in our blood." Loyalty. Our blood can sense the blood of the gods, and if you have the blood of the gods, you must be the descendants of the gods. Rumor has it that there are very few descendants of the gods. They are called the gods, and you are the great gods! "

"Descendants of God..."

Xia Chen seemed to be lost in thought, the wiser said more and more mysterious, if he hadn't gone through the battle with the eight-faced monster, and hadn't been washed by the drop of golden blood, Xia Chen might not believe it.But now, he had to believe that the Siris people might really be the servants of the so-called "God", and this "God" might be related to the blood of Emperor Yan in Xia Chen's body.

"Old Zhi, who is the god of your Siris people?"

Xia Chen asked in a deep voice, this is also the most important thing.

"The great god is omnipotent, has countless incarnations, and even has many names. We call the great god Yan God. In ancient times, the great Yan God was called by many names, such as God of War, Emperor Yan and so on."

"Emperor Yan?"

Xia Chen's heart was shocked, as expected, the root of everything lies in Emperor Yan, or the blood of Emperor Yan in Xia Chen's body.When Xia Chen condensed the cyclone, he awakened the words engraved by his father on the jade pendant, Emperor Yan is the king of all kings, and Emperor Yan's bloodline is the most ancient bloodline. Perhaps Xia Chen had always thought it was too exaggerated before.

But now, seeing the fanaticism in the eyes of the Serisians, Xia Chen seems to faintly believe that the blood flowing in his body is really amazing!
"Master God Clan, you don't have to doubt. When you activate the blood of the gods in your body, all of us in Seris can feel it. We will surrender unconditionally to you. You are the one we have been waiting for!"

The burly patriarch of Siris also said excitedly, his eyes were even more fanatical than Zhi Lao's, Xia Chen even believed that he ordered these Siris people to die, probably no one would doubt his order.

"You just said you have been waiting, why are you waiting?"

Xia Chen keenly discovered that there seemed to be some unknown secrets hidden in the words of the patriarch Siris.

"Master God Race, we can tell you about this matter. We Siris people have been here and never thought of leaving. In fact, we are protecting what was left by a Lord God Race back then. That Lord God Race was extremely powerful back then. , fought against the powerful demon god, and finally died of exhaustion. He told the servants around him, that is, the ancestors of our Siris people, to let them guard here. Perhaps in countless years, another god race will come , when the time comes, give that thing to the Protoss."

"Later, the master of the god race finally died in battle. The demon god is too powerful. The place of death you saw is actually the great master of the god race, leading countless god race and other ancient race powerhouses, and the demon god The battlefield. The strongest among the legendary demon gods can even rival the great gods."

"The ancestors of our Siris, obeying the orders of the gods, have been guarding here. In fact, they are guarding the tomb. There are the remains of countless gods who died in battle. The more important reason is that we are waiting, waiting The Lord God Race said that another God Race will come here, and this will last for countless thousands of years, and the ancestral spirit pool of our Siris people is almost exhausted, and we have not even waited for the Lord God Race to arrive."

"Fortunately, the Lord God Clan finally came. Among us Siris, only the patriarch and I know the real reason why we are here. We have been waiting for a long time, and finally the Lord God Race came!"

Zhi Lao's hands were trembling. He was so excited. After countless years of waiting, he didn't even have a glimmer of hope. He didn't expect the gods to come.

After hearing all this, Xia Chen's heart was filled with turbulent waves, and all doubts were resolved. The Plain of Death was actually a strong man with the blood of Emperor Yan, leading countless ancient races to fight against demon gods on the battlefield.

That battle was destined to be very tragic. Looking at the plain of death, it has already become a dead place. Even if a strong person in the real spirit realm enters, he will encounter danger.Xia Chen only has a preliminary understanding of how strong the Yandi blood in his body is, but even if it is only a preliminary understanding, he also knows how terrifying the blood in his body will be once he steps into the true spirit?
But even so, there may be countless protoss who are comparable to true spirit powerhouses, all of whom have the blood of Emperor Yan, but they all died on this battlefield.

"Did that great ancestor countless years ago predict my arrival?"

Xia Chen can't believe it, no one can predict what the future will be, let alone Xia Chen will come here countless years later.However, he only understood after a little thought. Naturally, that great ancestor couldn't predict Xia Chen's arrival. However, what he left behind could only be given to the protoss who also had the blood of Emperor Yan. Therefore, Siris This also indirectly shows the trust of the Protoss in the Sires.

"How many years have you been waiting?"

Xia Chen wanted to know how many years this plain of death had been formed.

"I don't know." Zhi Lao shook his head with a wry smile, and continued: "We originally used stone slabs to record the deeds of the Serisians and the Protoss, generation after generation, but the time is too long. Just Suizhi disappeared. Up to now, there are only a handful of records left about the ancient times. However, we Seres people remember the orders of the gods very clearly. Generation after generation, we never Dare to forget!"

Xia Chen felt a little regretful, if such precious information still existed, then he would have a relatively deep understanding of the war back then.However, after such a long time, the words recorded on the slate are indeed easily weathered. After all, it is quite difficult to preserve the words in the death plain.

"Old Zhi, where are the treasures left by the Protoss?"

"It's at the Ancestral Spirit Pool. If the Protoss adults want to see it, we will go to the Ancestral Spirit Pool immediately."

Xia Chen nodded. He couldn't wait to see what the other Protoss left behind. Since it was passed down countless years ago, it might even be something passed down from ancient times, it must be a very important treasure for the Protoss.

Elder Zhi and the patriarch stood up and led Xia Chen to the Zulingchi.Since Xia Chen had already seen the Ancestral Spirit Pond, he was not very surprised, but at this time, beside the Ancestral Spirit Pond, there were actually many Siris people around. Ancestral spirit pool prayer.

And the blood waves in the Ancestral Spirit Pool are constantly rolling, as if boiling.

Xia Chen stopped in his tracks, and asked with some doubts: "What are they doing?"

"Master Shenzu, they are praying to the ancestral spirit pool, because three days ago, seventeen of our clansmen died, so we have to pray to the ancestral spirit pool to give birth to seventeen new clansmen."

"What? Re-breeding seventeen Serisians?"

Xia Chen was taken aback, and at the same time a little curious, he wanted to see how this ancestral spirit pool gave birth to the Seres people.

(End of this chapter)