"Father and Queen... Mother and Queen..."

On the side of Long Nian, Zhan Xiaotian's eyes trembled, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

This scene is so similar to three hundred years ago.

Only at the beginning, he was weak and ignorant, thinking that it was the concern of the emperor, and his parents were comforted with tears, and then he embarked on this...nearly non-returning road.

But now, with the same 30,000 war servants, Zhan Xiaotian only had the intent to shake the sky.

These three hundred years of ordeal, instead of making him dusty, he has become more tenacious.

The mountains and rivers are far and wide, and there are galaxies on earth.

If there is no strength, let alone defend one's home and country, it means that life is between others.

Zhan Xiaotian suddenly bowed and bowed deeply to Ling Xiao.

At this moment, in his heart, there was a real awe for Ling Xiao.

Today, if he were not the son, he would not be able to get out of Wudi City, let alone appear in the Zhan Dynasty with such a dignified posture.

even!

Even if in the end, according to the plan of the father and the high priest, he fled the city of Emperor Wu, but how many people will be left in front of the 30,000 war servants?

"Go ahead."

Ling Xiao waved his hand and threw a sound transmission magic talisman at Zhan Xiaotian, "From today onwards, the Zhan Dynasty has my Ling clan shelter."

"Send the son respectfully!"

"Gong Zi Gong!"

Thirty thousand war servants, together with the war emperor, bowed together, watching the dragon walk away in awe.

In the past few days, what happened in Emperor Wu's city had already spread throughout the territory of Shenwu.

The kindness of Young Master Ling Xiao, to Zhan Xiaotian, is like remaking!

It wasn't until that Long Nian was hidden in the clouds that Zhan Xiaotian got up and fell from the sky.

In front of him, a middle-aged man with a majestic face and a golden robe stood with his hands in his hands, with a gentle smile on his face.

Behind the middle-aged, stood a beautiful woman in a golden robe, graceful and luxurious, quiet and elegant.

"Father Queen, Queen Mother!"

Zhan Xiaotian burst into tears and knelt in front of the two with a plop, already crying.

"Just come back, just come back!"

"My son, you have suffered."

The Emperor of War and the postwar also resisted tears and lifted Zhan Xiaotian from the ground toward the central bank of the ancient city.

"Father, mother, I'm going to the ancestral land, looking for ancestors to retreat!"

Zhan Xiaotian clenched his palms and swept the wind and clouds with his momentum.

Above his head, there seems to be a sky hanging down, suppressing the world and covering all fields.

"But... Xiaotian..."

The war emperor's face hesitated, although the emperor of the war clan can inherit the name of the war emperor.

But all the warriors, even the powerhouses of the three thousand immortal dynasties, knew that Qingcang had only one war emperor, the warrior ancestor who conquered the world and laid down hundreds of thousands of miles northwest of Qingcang.

only!

Now although Zhan Xiaotian has the protection of the son and returns to the Zhan Dynasty, once he has been too enchanting, it is inevitable that he will not be secretly guarded by the Shenwu Emperor.

"Father, don't worry. Since the son said he would protect me and the dynasty, he would never allow anyone to trample on the dignity of my clan."

Zhan Xiaotian's eyes were cold, and he obviously trusted Ling Xiao completely.

After all, with the strength of this young man, if he really wanted to destroy a dynasty, there was no need for such trouble.

"this…"

"Father! Do my war clan continue to linger? With this heavenly vow, do you think... the Emperor Shenwu Dynasty will let us go?"

Zhan Xiaotian took a deep breath.

"Hey, Xiaotian has grown up..."

A touch of vicissitudes appeared on the face of the war emperor, nodding lightly, and looking up at the distant sky.

The sky appears, and the magic is destroyed.

Now that the sky has appeared, why does he hesitate?

With Xiaotian's talent and inheritance from the ancestors, he will soon stand on the top of this blue sky.

I just don't know whether Emperor Wu's cultivation has broken the shackles and achieved a new world dominance.

"Okay! This time, the father believes you."

In the end, the Emperor seemed to have made up his mind, reaching out and patted Zhan Xiaotian on the shoulder.

After forbearing for 300 years, now that Zhan Xiaotian can return to the war dynasty, he should also believe that this youngest son already has the strength and disposition to stand alone.

The war clan was full of loyalty, but was oppressed by Shenwu for 100,000 years. This tone... is really depressing.

Now, Young Master Ling Xiao is willing to advance and retreat with Xiaotian, perhaps...this will be the only opportunity for the Zhan Clan to stand up.

After all, everyone knows that when the Emperor of War took the initiative to give in, it was only then that Emperor Wu's grand feat of unifying a thousand dynasties was fulfilled.

But only every clan leader of the war clan, that is, the inheritor of the battle emperor, knew that a world-shattering gambling battle broke out between the two great emperors.

In the end, the Emperor of War was defeated, and he was willing to serve as a minister, stationed in the frontiers of Emperor Shenwu for 100,000 years, and was also sheltering the soldiers who had fought side by side.

But according to the war emperor's guess, Emperor Wu was also seriously injured, and even in order to win the battle, he used the martial arts taboo.

From the very beginning, the Emperor of War didn't feel that after the world was unified, Emperor Wu would easily let go of the war clan and the many supreme powerhouses who followed him.

Therefore, in that battle, the Emperor of War was not for the throne, but for... to frighten Emperor Wu.

Now that 100,000 years have passed, Emperor Wu has never shown up. It seems that the injuries he suffered back then were far more serious than the War Emperor had imagined. This gave the war clan more time.

However, Emperor Wu was shocked, and there was no way he would fall easily.

The war clan, sooner or later, will still face the real anger of this great emperor.

Of course, according to the general plot, the existence of Emperor Wu is most likely a huge stepping stone to the rise of the battle of Xiaotian.

After 100,000 years of cultivation, he should have revived the emperor's prestige.

However, this Shenwu Kai Dynasty emperor had a surprising plan. With a badly injured body, he found another way to integrate the veins of the blue dragon, the origin of the great, and the blood and bones in the bronze divine coffin, vainly trying to regenerate the world and achieve the real Unique in the world.

As a result, he was afraid of dreaming and never expected that his grand emperor did not fall into the conquest of a thousand dynasties, did not fall into the hands of the war emperor, but fell...

Haha, find another way.

The path of this world, once established, is to get ahead and become famous.

If it's not good, it's...no make no dog leash.

At the same time, thousands of miles away.

Ling Xiao lay down, his eyes clear and clear, watching the changes in the distant blue clouds, the breeze was bright and sunny.

The situation of Emperor Shenwu's dynasty has now been completely disrupted by him.

No matter where Wu Hongsi ends up, the contradiction between the two forces is completely settled.

And as long as Zhan Xiaotian was given some more time to grow up, this Fang Emperor... should also be completely destroyed.

"My son...Are we going back to the Ling Clan?"

Xuanyuan Weiyang tilted his small head, and a touch of melancholy suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The scene when Zhan Xiaotian returned to the imperial dynasty was really touching.

Inexplicably, Xuanyuan Weiyang actually missed some relatives and friends in his clan.

"if not?"

Ling Xiao smiled, but saw Xuanyuan Weiyang suddenly dare to rub his arms, "My son, when will you go to Manbei to see Auntie? She seems to miss you very much."

Before leaving, Xuanyuan Lengtan had said that she could not return to the Xuanyuan clan if she did not repair the Human Sovereign Sacred Code to the seventh level.

Even though Xuanyuan Weiyang's talents would sooner or later cultivate this practice to great success, but...today I was practicing unintentionally, and I wanted to go back to the extreme north to see the sand and snow.

only!

Of course Xuanyuan Weiyang couldn't tell Ling Xiao about these words, otherwise, once my aunt asked, it would lose face.

However, if the son wants to visit his aunt in Manbei, I will show him a way to head office, right?

Whee.

"Oh? Does my mother miss me, or do you miss home?"

Ling Xiao stretched out his hand and flicked Xuanyuan Weiyang's forehead, only to see a haze rise on the girl's face, and she stuck her tongue out, "No, I'm not homesick! I am already an adult, only a child I will miss home."

Xuanyuan Weiyang snorted and turned to look away, but the ruddy eartips still exposed the embarrassment in his heart at this time.

Of course, now that Lingxiao's body has reached the northern border, Xuanyuan Weiyang has surrendered.

As long as he has a thought, he can bring it from the realm to the Xuanyuan clan.

Can…

This time Ling Xiao went to the Xuanyuan clan not to visit his mother, but to frighten the clan. It was somewhat inconvenient for Wei Young to be by his side.

Another day, when the golden dragon jade fell in the center of the battlefield of the gods, Ling Xiao also disappeared for the first time.

At the same time, in the far north, a black figure stood in the void, staring coldly at a towering ancient city below.

This city is called Beidi City, and it was built when the Xuanyuan clan was expelled.

Today, the status of this city in the extreme north is just like that of the main hall of the world to the major forces in Qingcang.

The people of the barbarians have always been based on ethnic groups and lived in the icebergs and deserts.

In their hearts, Human Emperor Xuanyuan is the ancestor of the human race, although it cannot be compared with the ancient gods such as Fuxi and Nuwa, but... it is still the basis for the continuation of the human heritage.

Even if the fairy clan now controls nine days and oppresses the ten thousand clan, in the heart of the barbarian clan, the faith has never changed!