Immortal Emperor God Zun

Chapter 145 Leave
Fang Shuo's words spread to the ears of every Si Ye clansman like a will, and at the same time, the disc flew out quickly, catching up with Si Yezu who was fleeing in an instant.

laugh!
With a soft sound, Yuanpan flashed in front of him without a sound, and exploded loudly under his intense and horrified gaze.

hum...

The explosion was earth-shattering, but no one could hear the sound. The world seemed to stand still at this moment.

And Si Yezu's body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and landed on a mountain peak of the Si Ye clan, dripping with blood.

"Ah, Fang Shuo, if you can't kill me, it's not enough for you!"

Si Yezu roared, Fang Shuo, who was high in the sky, walked towards him step by step, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, pointed at Si Yezu, and hundreds of thousands of black wolves swarmed up in an instant, completely submerging the mountain.

Even his black wolf king was devoured by countless black wolves in an instant!
Si Ye Zu's screams echoed in the sky of Si Ye Clan.

After a long time, everything became quiet, the pack of wolves gradually dispersed and returned to their respective masters, Si Yezu lost his mind and soul.

Fang Shuo glanced coldly at the six clansmen, turned around and flew up the sacred tree, and came to Xiao He's side.

"People of the six clans, kill, or not kill..."

Fang Shuo's voice came out like a god of death, making everyone of the six tribes tremble. They lost this battle, and they were defeated by a foreigner. For some reason, they couldn't hold back Fang Shuo's hatred at this moment. Yes, just the endless desolation in my heart.

"It's really right for us to attack the main clan?"

This is the inner question of countless people. The three remaining patriarchs looked up at the holy tree swaying in the wind and at the sky filled with black smoke, with miserable expressions on their faces.

"They are my people!"

Xiao He's somewhat dry red lips moved slightly, and said this sentence with difficulty, and then, step by step, she came to the top of the sacred tree, looking at the bleak Si Ye clan, feeling unspeakably sad.

Fang Shuo sighed, he had already understood Xiao He's thoughts, his figure swept out, came to Xiao He's back, and with a light wave of one hand, he handed the holy staff into Xiao He's hand.

The moment she took the holy staff, Xiao He suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy within her. During the fluctuation of her soul, the holy staff was directly connected with her soul.

Immediately afterwards, her aura rose steadily, from Shao Siye to Da Siye, from Da Siye to Master Siye, until, becoming, a new generation of Sacred Patriarch Siye.

Surrounded by a faint blue light, the entire Ye clan, whether they were from the Ten Thousand Mountains or the black wolves summoned by the people of the Seven Clans, all rushed towards the sacred tree and crawled at her feet.

"In the name of Sacred Patriarch Si Ye, the Si Ye clan will no longer be divided into primary and secondary clans. All clan members will have the surname Si Ye. From then on, I, Urhe, will change my name to Si Yehe!"

"Those who obey me, Si Yehe, will take three steps forward and kneel down to worship the holy tree, and the rest will be killed!"

Xiao He's words made everyone in the main clan cheer. Uerli walked out first with his mother, and bowed down to the sacred tree devoutly, and then the main clan members knelt down one by one.

People from the other six tribes, everyone from the Wuchi tribe, when you look at each other, some people walk out in vain and choose to kneel down.

After that, everyone in the Wuchi tribe kneeled down!

Immediately afterwards, the whole Wuda tribe bowed down!

All the Wuluo tribe bowed down!

After Wu Lixiao took a long look at Wu Shanqing who was hesitating and Wuha Gan, the patriarch of the Wuha tribe, he led Wu Liquan to take three steps, bowed three times, and knelt down.

"Wait, I'm from the same race..."

With wry smiles, Wu Shanqing and Wu Hagan bowed their heads and knelt down with deep shame.

At this point, all the Si Ye people prostrated themselves on the ground.

"Si Ye has the same roots, and will always be of the same family!"

A little later, the sky-shaking sound came from every Si Ye clan's population, forming waves that surrounded the holy tree. The huge holy tree suddenly emitted a soft light at this moment, wrapping them gently.

Xiao He smiled, turned around and looked at Fang Shuo: "Master, thank you..."

In a blink of an eye, three days passed. During these three days, Fang Shuo spent his time practicing, and Xiao He didn't bother him.Because she knew that her master could not be kept after all.

On the fourth day, Xiao He officially broke off her engagement with Fang Shuo in front of the whole family. The news shocked the whole family, but there was nothing they could do.

On the fifth day, Fang Shuo handed the golden crow's saliva into Wuerli's hands. He knew that after Xiao He became Si Yezu, using the golden crow's saliva would definitely bring back Wuerli's soul beast space again.

On the sixth day, Fang Shuo walked out of the Night Clan, and Xiao He saw him off all the way. Fang Shuo turned around and sighed softly, "Xiao He, go back..."

"Master..." Xiao He choked with sobs, she had prepared many times to persuade her to stay, but at this moment, she couldn't say a single word.

"You are the Sacred Patriarch Si Ye now, from now on, please call me by my name." Fang Shuo smiled, stroked Xiao He's beautiful hair, and turned around to pull it away.

"Master, although I have no destiny with you, I will always keep the master-servant relationship at any time. No matter where you go, you must remember that you have a maid named Xiao He..."

Xiao He lowered her head, her delicate body trembling, Fang Shuo, who was not far away, paused slightly, and responded softly, without turning his head.

Seeing the dark sarcophagus in front of her gradually disappear into the distance, Xiao He cried. She squatted on the ground weakly, thinking of all the past with Fang Shuo, it seemed like a dream from another life...

Fang Shuo walked all the way, and found that the mountains are all green, and the Si Ye Clan and Chaotic River Valley are not separated, but exist together on a piece of land.

It's just that as they got farther and farther away from the Si Ye Clan, desolation gradually appeared on the land.

Even so, the turbulent river is no longer full of deserts like before. On the contrary, there are more and more oases in the desert, and even some barren hills have grown small trees, and some low-lying places have actually appeared trickles. .

All these changes made Fang Shuo's depressed heart gradually relieved.

"This trip to the Si Ye Clan, I thought it was arranged by the Sacred Patriarch Si Ye alone, but unexpectedly, it was because of the remnant soul of the old man on the second floor of the Nether Coffin. But until now, I still don't know his identity. However, he probably has no regrets, the annihilation of his last remnant soul, to complete, the promise he made to Sacred Patriarch Si Ye..."

"It's a pity that time cannot be reversed. If not, I really want to go and see what happened to the two of them thousands of years ago. Perhaps it was an epic love..."

While Fang Shuo was galloping, he suddenly remembered some things that happened in the coffin space before, and this event aroused a ripple in his heart.

"She, is she okay..."

Thinking like this, Fang Shuo speeded up in vain. After finishing what he should do, he will go to her...

(End of this chapter)