Ancient Martial God

The silver-white palace crushed through the void, and in the alien territory, the passing aliens all retreated in fear after feeling the aura of the advanced alien race.

Bermulan was in a very bad mood. She killed some ancient tribesmen, but the anger in her heart never dissipated.

Suddenly, the silver-white palace suddenly stopped.

"What's going on?" Bermuda said angrily.

"Old slave, go take a look." Huo slave was about to plunder the silver-white palace.

At this time, two people walked in. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a purple and gold robe. The patterns on this man's purple and gold robe were extremely ancient, as if they had been inherited for countless thousands of years, and each pattern contained a hidden meaning. With a unique rhythm.

Behind this person was a young man. This man was wearing the unique clothing of the Yuan Clan, one of the four ancient tribes. As he walked along, he was surrounded by heart-shaking power fluctuations.

"You are so brave, you dare to break in." The sixth city lord said angrily, and immediately the strong men of the foreign race rushed over, preparing to surround the two of them.

A white thunder appeared in the dark pupils of the middle-aged man in purple and gold robes. At that moment, the powerful aliens who rushed towards him froze in place, unable to move at all.

"Spiritual God... you are from the Holy Clan..." Bermulan couldn't help but exclaimed.

Saint clan...

The Sixth City Lord's expression suddenly changed.

Even the fire slave who was originally preparing to take action now showed strong vigilance and vigilance.

"Princess Bermuda, I'm here to find someone." The middle-aged man in a purple and gold robe said calmly.

"I wonder who you are looking for? I, Bermuda, can help you find him." Bermuda suppressed her surprise and smiled.

If it were an ordinary person, Bermuda wouldn't bother to pay attention to it, but the middle-aged man in purple and gold robes in front of her is a member of the Holy Clan.

The foreign race has always wanted to cooperate with the saint race, but they have always been rejected by the saint race.

Saints rarely go out, so the probability of encountering them is also very low.

Bermulan didn't expect to meet a person from the Saint Clan here. Even if the other party barged in unreasonably, she was not angry. Instead, she was a little happy. If she could be on good terms with him, she would be able to make friends with the Saint Clan if there was a chance. If they cooperate, it will be a rare good thing for Bermuda.

"No need, we will look for it ourselves." Sheng Yan, a middle-aged man wearing a purple and gold robe, replied calmly.

After being rejected, Bermuda not only did not get angry, but she still smiled and said: "Well, if you are useful in getting our Bermuda's place, just mention it."

Shengyan ignored Bermulan, but after looking around, he turned around and left without saying anything, while the young man from the Yuan clan behind him quickly followed.

Watching the two people leave, Bermuda slowly suppressed her smile. When she saw the strong aliens who were still imprisoned in place, she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The saints who control the spiritual gods...

It is said that he is a descendant of a legendary god from ancient times. He is born with a terrifying spiritual god, and the spiritual god can imprison everything, including powerful opponents.

Outside the silver-white palace, Yuan Hao followed Sheng Yan closely.

"Master Yan, did you say that the tribesman you noticed is not inside?" Yuan Hao couldn't help but ask.

"There is some aura left by that clansman, but it is very weak and has almost dissipated long ago. Obviously the aura of that clansman is not strong enough."

Shengyan shook his head slightly, "I'd better go back to the Yuan Clan with you to deal with the matters assigned within the clan, and then we can go find the clan member who is living outside."

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After finally dealing with the enthusiastic Ling Tianzun and others, Xiao Yun returned to Yungong and found that there were some changes in Yungong at this moment.

Especially when he came to the fifth level of Daoyuan, Xiao Yun found many new faces, these were all new disciples.

The news that Yun Gong possesses nine kinds of holy-level sword martial arts was spread out intentionally or unintentionally by the top management of Yun Palace. Some young sword cultivators who were still hesitant to join Yun Palace rushed to Yun Palace one after another. But this time Yun Palace Recruited as many as 30,000 disciples.

Despite the large number of these disciples, in fact, after layers of screening, only more than 3,000 people remained in the end.

Yun Palace did not dare to recruit too many people at once because the training resources were limited. If there were no training resources to recruit, it would be a joke.

"Back then, I was bent on pursuing a higher level, but I ignored the foundation of Yun Palace..." Yun Tianzun said with emotion. In the past, for the sake of the ancient secret realm, he completely fell into a state of not caring about anything.

"Yungong will be better in the future..." Xiao Yun smiled, but suddenly his face changed and his expression became uncomfortable.

"What?" Yun Tianzun asked.

"I feel the blood in my body boiling, as if someone with the same bloodline is staying in the distance..." Xiao Yun said.

"That should be someone from your father's clan who came out." Yun Tianzun took a deep breath and said.

"People from my father's clan..." Xiao Yun was startled.

"Yes, people from your father's clan have blood induction among each other. They can detect it even if they are thousands of miles apart. Of course, the induction is strongest the first time, and then it will gradually weaken." Yun Tianzun said.

"Since you know so clearly, why did you tell me that you didn't know...Old Immortal, tell me, where is my father's clan?" Xiao Yun said excitedly. Xiao Yun has always been thinking about finding his parents. In the past, Yun Tianzun said that he was not strong enough and was unwilling to tell him.

"It's useless for me to tell you. You can't go to that clan alone. People from that clan should have sensed your presence now and may be looking for you. After finding you, they will take you to that clan. ." Yun Tianzun said.

"Are you telling the truth?" Xiao Yun asked.

"Of course it's true." Yun Tianzun nodded slightly.

Xiao Yun took a deep breath. The feeling was fading. It was obvious that people from his father's clan were disappearing.

There is no point in rushing now. Xiao Yun can only sense the existence of the other party, but cannot sense where the other party has gone, so even if he wants to find the other party now, he cannot find the specific location.

Now that he met him here, Xiao Yun believed that he would meet him again later, and Yun Tianzun also said that the other party would definitely come to him.

Since the other party is coming, Xiao Yun can only wait.

Xiao Yun waited until his mood calmed down, then returned to his residence, and then took out the ancient Three Cauldron Alchemy Furnace, as well as three pieces of blood armor and blood spears, as well as the fragments of the Great Dao Artifact left behind.

Originally, Xiao Yun wanted to use these fragments of the Great Dao Weapon, three pieces of blood armor, and the blood spear to imbue Proud Soul with the Grand Dao Weapon pattern.

The more Dao Weapon patterns there are, the stronger the Dao Zhiwei is.

The Proud Soul in Xiao Yun's hand only has one Great Dao Weapon pattern, which is the lowest grade among the Great Dao Weapons.

"Old Immortal, the ultimate weapon with a thousand avenue marks is the ultimate weapon. What about a thousand or more?" Xiao Yun asked curiously.

"A quasi-divine weapon with more than a thousand paths is a quasi-divine weapon." Yun Tianzun said.

"Quasi-artifacts...are there really quasi-artifacts and artifacts in this world?" Xiao Yun was very curious.

"Of course, it has appeared in ancient times, and it is also recorded in our human race records. It is said that the object held by the senior Tiansheng is a divine weapon." Yun Tianzun said.

"Where are those artifacts?" Xiao Yun continued to ask.

"I don't know. Millions of years have passed, and many of those legendary objects have disappeared. Don't ask these questions, and hurry up and refine them." Yun Tianzun waved his hand impatiently.

Xiao Yun frowned slightly. Based on his understanding of Yun Tianzun, Yun Tianzun must know something, but he didn't want to say it.