Immortal Mad Devil

Really Shidi!

Qin Yu expressed emotion, didn’t expect the winner was really the first emperor and descendant who wanted to unify the gods, demons and the Three Great Clans.

It’s just that this ancient book is incomplete, not at all, it records too much about Shidi.

“Since they are descendants of Shidi, they should have Shidi bloodline and inheritance.” Qin Yu muttered to himself.

He groaned a little, he rummaged through all the books here, and left after making sure that there was no other information.

Qin Yu went to the Scripture Pavilion again, trying to find some clues in the Scripture Pavilion, but after reading about half a day later, only one suspected Divine Ability was found.

After that, leaving the Scripture Pavilion, Qin Yu came to a giant Grand Plaza in the center of the winner.

At this time, almost all the winners are gathered here, except for those with extremely high moods, in front of these six ancestral realms, the other winners are all complexion pale, and many people can’t help it. Shivered.

When Qin Yu flew out of the Scripture Pavilion, a powerhouse of Ancient Peak saw Qin Yu and respectfully said: “Fellow Daoist, if the winner has what you want, please also Fellow Daoist Speak out, if anything, win the right way to ensure that the winner will never hide it privately.”

Everyone can see that these six ancestral realms all use Qin Yu as their head, although they don’t know where Qin Yu came from.

But at this time, first meet all Qin Yu’s needs.

Qin Yu glanced at this ancient realm Elderly, fell directly in front of him, raised his right hand and placed it on top of his head, and said: “Don’t resist!”

Elderly wins Zhengdao’s heart was shocked, and he reflexively wanted to avoid, but was forced down by him and let Qin Yu search for his soul.

After a while, Qin Yu retracted his hand, frowned and thought for a long time, and said: “Take me to the ancestral shrine.”

Ying Zhengdao glanced at Qin Yu in horror, although Hesitated a bit, but now I know that I can’t resist at all, so I had to say: “Please follow me.”

Seeing Qin Yu and Ying Zhengdao leave, Song Canghai hesitated a little and followed along.

As for Ma Hongdao, Qian Kunzi and others, they all looked at each other in blank dismay. I don’t know what Qin Yu is doing, but no one asked.

Only Qin Bai showed a look of expectation. He wanted to see if Qin Yu could really get some clues from the winner.

In any force, the ancestral temple is considered the most sacred and most mysterious land, and the winner is no exception.

For countless years, I am afraid that Qin Yu and Song Canghai are the only two who have entered the winner’s ancestral shrine.

The ancestral temple of the winner looks like a small imperial city, very grand.

Originally, there were many powerhouses guarding this place, but because there was too much movement before, all of them were attracted.

So that the ancestral hall is empty now.

Under the leadership of Ying Zhengdao, Qin Yu and Song Canghai entered the ancestral shrine.

The ancestral temple is very large. There are houses on both sides of the straight avenue, and the winner’s Soul Lamp is placed inside.

“Fellow Daoist, this is the Ancestral Temple, I don’t know what Fellow Daoist is looking for?” Ying Zhengdao asked.

Qin Yu did not answer, looked at the depths of the ancestral shrine, and walked directly.

Yingzhengdao complexion slightly changed, and after struggling with a flash in the eyes, it still followed along.

Qin Yu walked straight to the depths of the ancestral temple. From the memory of Yingzheng Dao, he was extremely afraid of the depths of the ancestral temple.

But it is impossible to search in the memory of specific wins.

So, Qin Yu wants to find out.

Half an hour later, Qin Yu came to a small courtyard deep in the Ancestral Hall of Winner.

Compared with the grandeur outside, this place looks extremely withered. In the small courtyard, there are several old blue-tile houses, and in front of this blue-tile house is a withered well.

The leaves are scattered randomly in the small courtyard. It seems that they have not been cleaned for a long time, and some leaves are almost rotted.

Qin Yu stood in the small courtyard and glanced at the blue-tile houses in front of him. Finally, his eyes fell on the blue-tile house in the middle. After checking a little, he walked over.

“Fellow Daoist, wait a minute, don’t get close there…” Yingzheng Dao saw Qin Yu want to enter it, and hurriedly shouted.

This is the oldest ancestral shrine of the winner. It’s a bit weird. If Qin Yu came alone, he wouldn’t say much.

But now besides Qin Yu and Song Canghai, there are still a few ancestral realms outside. Once Qin Yu has anything to do, the ancestral realm outside is bound to riot. Tian world was removed.

Qin Yu paused slightly, glanced at the ancestral shrine in the middle, and found that the light inside was dim, and I could vaguely see a chair inside, apart from this there was nothing else.

Qin Yu groaned a little and slowly entered it.

Entering the ancestral temple, Qin Yu found that the entire ancestral temple was empty, with only one chair, apart from this there was nothing else.

Qin Yu swept all around and his eyes fell on this chair.

I found that this is a square chair with a length and width of more than three feet, because the chair is covered with dark green rust, so it looks nothing special.

However, after careful inspection, Qin Yu found that there were many lines carved on the chair, and these lines spread all over the chair.

“en? Ancestral Dragon? Nine?”

After looking at it, Qin Yu expression was surprised, and the lines on the chair actually converged into an Ancestral Dragon.

Furthermore, there are nine of the chairs!

This is the Ancestral Dragon chair?

Nine Ancestral Dragon chairs? ?

Qin Yu pondered for a moment, came to the Ancestral Dragon chair, and began to look at the rusty Dragon Throne.

“Fellow Daoist, don’t sit on it!!!” Yingzheng Daoxin said in a low voice.

Qin Yu narrowed his gaze, thought for a moment, glanced at the Ancestral Dragon chair, then looked at the winning path, and slowly said: “Come in.”

The color of hesitation still entered the ancestral temple.

“Smear your blood on Dragon Throne.” Qin Yu said in a low voice.

There was a look of helplessness in Ying Zhengdao’s eyes, but now that there were so many ancestral realms outside, he couldn’t resist, so he had to take out a dagger, slit his wrist, and all his blood fell on the Ancestral Dragon chair.

Blood invaded the lines on Dragon Throne, exuding a faint rays of light.

When Yingzheng Dao was about to withdraw his hand, Qin Yu violently grabbed the Yingzheng Dao’s hand, and directly ran the Tun Xian Jiu Pose to suck the blood of the Ying Zhengdao within the body into the body.

Yingzheng Dao complexion slightly changed, I wanted to resist, but seeing Qin Yu’s face indifferent, I had to suppress my inner impulse.

After a while, Qin Yu let go of his hand when he won the right way face deathly pale, and stepped up and sat on Dragon Throne.

At the moment of sitting on Dragon Throne, a weak force swept Qin Yu within the body, and the Ancestral Dragon chair beneath him suddenly released the rays of light.

“roar!”

A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering Ancestral Dragon roar suddenly resounded through Heaven and Earth, the loudness of the sound gave people a heaven falls and earth The illusion of rends.

Qin Yu sitting on Dragon Throne narrowed his eyes, staring at the dry well outside the blue tile house.

The roar of dragon roar came from the dry well! !

At this moment, a huge dragon shadow suddenly rushed out and rushed directly to Qin Yu sitting on the Ancestral Dragon chair.