Immortal Emperor God Zun

Chapter 139

"It is rumored that the main clan and the soul of the sacred tree have a sympathy, and that the patriarch's sacrifice of blood can make the sacred tree bloom with holy blood flowers. It is true!"

"However, the Holy Blood Flower can only be bloomed once, and the main clan actually displayed it at the beginning. In this way, as long as the ancestor recovers and breaks through the clan glory, it will be the end of the main clan."

The six patriarchs looked at the flesh and blood of the Si Ye clan, and they all gasped. However, although Si Yezu seemed to be seriously injured, he was actually recovering. In less than a moment, a layer of blood had appeared on top of his flesh and blood. Faint film.

"Let the juniors stop. This old man needs ten days to recover. After ten days, he will crush the main clan and take over the sacred tree!"

While the six people were sighing, Si Yezu's hoarse voice came back, they hurriedly nodded in agreement, and asked the subordinates of their respective tribes to stop at the same time.

The world seemed to be quiet at this moment. Within the main clan, the breeze brushed over the faces of every clansman, making them close their eyes involuntarily to enjoy this rare moment.

On the vine, Fang Shuo seemed to be in a deep sleep. Xiao He looked at him worriedly, and prayed silently in his heart: "Master, you must succeed in summoning Xi..."

Wu Ermeng under the sacred tree was extremely pale. He stroked the thick bark of the holy tree lightly, sighed, and then galloped back to the side of the holy mountain Xiaohe.

"Patriarch, you..."

Seeing Wu Ermeng's weak appearance, Xiao He became anxious for a while. At this time, the three elders dragged their seriously injured bodies back. After giving Wu Ermeng a bitter look, they returned to their respective residences.

After half a stick of incense, only Wu Ermeng and Xiao He remained on the top of the holy mountain.

Wu Ermeng stood in front, and Xiao He stood quietly behind him. From Xiao He's perspective, Wu Ermeng's back seemed a little stooped...

"grandfather……"

Xiao He had a sore nose, this was the first time since she could remember that she called the old man in front of her like that.

Hearing this, Wu Ermeng's body couldn't help trembling, and he took it back from afar: "Xiao He, grandpa, he is no longer the patriarch, the life essence of the patriarch has been dedicated to the holy tree, dedicated to, Si Night Clan..."

"Grandpa, I..."

Xiao He stepped out and threw herself into Wu Ermeng's arms, but her words were abruptly interrupted by Wu Ermeng.

Patting Xiao He's back lightly, Wu Ermeng said: "You are a clan daughter, and you are the clansman with the purest blood for thousands of years, so you need to grow up, like your father, to protect our homeland. "

"Xiao He knows, but Xiao He, I, I don't know how to do it!"

Xiao He choked up, feeling that her thoughts were in a mess. Wu Ermeng smiled and gently pushed her away: "You are my granddaughter, you will know!"

As he said that, Wu Ermeng pointed out suddenly, and touched Xiao He's eyebrows. In an instant, Xiao He felt his body go stiff, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

And under this finger, a ray of light between Wu Ermeng's eyebrows lighted up slightly, it was a mark, a mark shaped like a black wolf.

The imprint slowly fell off from Wu Ermeng's eyebrows in a blink of an eye, and then fell into Xiao He's eyebrows.

After doing all this, Wu Ermeng smiled, a very relieved smile, mixed with endless bitterness.

"This, this is..."

Xiao He was nervous for a while, but she already knew what it meant, because at the moment when the imprint entered the center of her eyebrows, the huge holy tree actually had some kind of connection with herself.

The sacred tree has several branches, several leaves, and even every vein on the leaves, all clearly appeared in his mind.

"From tonight on, you will be the patriarch, replace your father, and do what you should do!"

After Ur finished speaking, he walked down the holy mountain step by step. Looking at his leaving back, Xiao He was at a loss as to what he was going to do...

After a long time, Xiao He raised her head, stared at the motionless Fang Shuo, and said softly, "Master, you will help me, won't you?"

She seemed to be asking Fang Shuo this question, but more, she was talking to herself.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

In the past three days, the skin on Si Yezu's body has appeared, and his aura is getting stronger little by little. The Black Wolf King is prostrated in front of him, constantly licking his skin with his tongue. Condensate a little.

It won't be long before he fully recovers.

In the main clan, the clansmen sorted out the dilapidated homes in grief and anger, and buried the corpses of their relatives in pain.

On the other hand, Fang Shuo, he was silent all the time, he couldn't even feel his breathing.

On the seventh day, Si Yezu's skin was as good as ever, and his body was filled with a sense of terror, causing the six chiefs to retreat far away.

In the past seven days, U'rlan went to the holy mountain once, because Xiao He never walked down the mountain for more than half a step, she was waiting, waiting for Fang Shuo to complete the call to Xie.

"Xiao He, go down, everything is predestined, it's useless for you to wait here." Urlan sighed, she didn't know how to persuade her daughter in front of her.

But the daughter is like this, and as a mother, she is also deeply saddened.

"Mother, I'm fine. I know the master will succeed in summoning. I want to see with my own eyes. You go back, I'm not tired." Xiao He smiled, her face was obviously tired, but her determined gaze, Told Urlan everything.

"Xiao He, you don't have to be like this..."

"Mother, I know, but I am the patriarch now, so I have to wait. If the master fails, I will take the clansmen to fight together, even if I die!"

Xiao He pursed her lips, and her voice was firm, which made Urlan sigh again, and walked down the holy mountain alone.

Tenth day, evening!

The shocking momentum from Si Yezu's body caused the sky to darken slightly. Wu Ermeng, who was sitting cross-legged in a wooden room, stood up and galloped out.

At the same time, the figures of the three elders also appeared in the sky of the Si Ye Clan. When the clansmen saw several people, they all walked out of the houses. The deep valleys, flat lands, and mountain peaks were full of people from the main clan. They treated them seriously. Waiting for the bloody battle to come.

"Clan master, you have nothing to rely on now, do you think you can stop this old man with mere clan glory?"

"It's really an idiot's dream, today, I want you to die!"

Si Yezu's voice echoed with endless killing intent, making everyone's minds unsteady, he jumped up in one step, came in front of Zu Guang, and punched out!
The muffled sound spread, and small cracks appeared in the light curtain covering the main clan. Immediately afterwards, the Black Wolf King also roared out. After several collisions, the light curtain instantly burst into bright light.

Those small cracks rapidly enlarged in the light, and after Si Yezu punched again, they collapsed!

Rumble!
Like a thunderous shock, the main clan was instantly exposed to the void, and hundreds of thousands of people from the six clans rushed away like a tidal wave.

(End of this chapter)