Traveling through Doupo with the ancestral talisman

"No wonder..." Ancestor Huoyun's doubts were also cleared up, and at the same time, he felt relieved. Fortunately, this was the case, otherwise they would have to face the five or six-star level Dou Sheng powerhouses of the Soul Clan!

As they were talking, the wind whistled around them and waves of figures passed by them. Each team had a large number of people, but they were not strong. The weakest was a five or six-star Dou Zun, and the strongest was an eight or nine-star Dou Zun. It took a long time to see a Half-Saint.

The three people from the Tianfu Alliance looked at each other and frowned. In fact, in Zhongzhou, such strong people are already top-notch. A five or six-star Dou Zun is enough to become the helmsman of one of the famous three valleys.

A semi-saint can even become the ancestor of a region. Even the former Danta could not underestimate a strong man of this level.

However, the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire is still a powerful existence that can turn even a four-star Dou Sheng into a fire slave. If these people go there, there will be no other possibility except turning into ashes.

What's more, with the Imperial family watching covetously from the side, they have no chance at all.

As they were talking, the three people from Tianfu had already arrived at a desert. Unlike the usual yellowish brown color, the desert here was milky white.

A terrible temperature was rising in it, and the space and air above it took on a strange and distorted feeling.

"I've been here before!" Xiao Yan took a deep breath and said in shock, "This mountain range was lush and green a while ago, with tall mountains and dense forests. How could it become like this?"

"It was done by the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire. The residual heat alone burned down an entire mountain range..." Patriarch Huoyun had a solemn expression on his face. He looked at the milky white space crack in the sky and said in a deep voice.

He is also an expert at playing with fire. He can burn down a mountain, but he can't do it with just the residual heat!

"That's the entrance to the Demon Fire Space..." Elder Lin said, looking at the milky white space crack. If one wants to subdue the Pure Lotus Demon Fire, one can only enter the Demon Fire Space.

At the same time, a series of sounds of breaking through the air came, and many strong men looked at the desert under their feet in shock, with their mouths open and unable to speak.

"Where is Lu Yu? He hasn't come yet?" Xiao Yan looked around but did not see Lu Yu or the ancient imperial clan.

Before he finished speaking, the space suddenly twisted and three black-robed figures slowly emerged.

Elder Lin, Xiao Yan and Patriarch Huoyun suddenly looked solemn.

"The Soul Palace Master, Hun Mie Sheng..."

“Not only that, there is also a four-star Douluo from the Soul Clan.” Elder Lin looked at another man in black robe. He had seen that man before. He was in the Spirit Clan’s space. He was a four-star Douluo from the Soul Clan who was searching the Spirit Clan’s space with them. His name seemed to be Hun Yun.

“The strong men from the Soul Palace are here too!” Xiao Yan looked in another direction. Over there, a dozen men in black robes were rushing over. Each of them had a powerful aura and were all strong men at the level of Semi-Saint.

As if a seal was broken, with the appearance of the Soul Clan’s Soul Palace, those ancient imperial clans that had originally disappeared appeared one after another.

The Ancient Clan, the Medicine Clan, the Fire Clan, and the Thunder Clan.

Xiao Yan frowned as he looked in the direction of the ancient clan. There were no young people there, only two people. One was Gu Nanhai, and the other was Tongxuan, who was the half-saint who had engraved the clan emblem for Xun'er during her coming-of-age ceremony.

"It seems that the current situation of the ancient clan is not very good..." Elder Lin raised his eyebrows.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan turned his gaze and found that the strong men from the Yao, Yan, and Lei clans were facing each other, looking vigilantly in the direction of the Ancient Clan and the Soul Clan.

Like the ancient clan, they only had two people and did not bring any strong young people with them.

It seems that the mysterious disappearance of the elves has brought a great shock to these ancient imperial clans.

The strong men from the three tribes of Yan, Lei and Yao were looking around in confusion.

What about the Stone Clan?

Why didn’t I see anyone from the Stone Clan coming?

When they thought of this, the expressions of the three Yanleiyao clans turned ugly. Could it be... right?

"Xiao Yan? Why are you here?"

Just then, a slightly doubtful voice sounded.

Xiao Yan was startled and turned around abruptly, only to see Lu Yu and three others appearing silently behind him.

"You... why are you so elusive?" Xiao Yan's mouth twitched and he felt like cursing. The voice just now scared him and he didn't feel anything.

"You are too inexperienced..." Lu Yu said lightly, and this sentence almost made Xiao Yan so angry that smoke came out of his nostrils.

Xiao Yan rolled his eyes in frustration, then turned his gaze to look at the people around Lu Yu.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly. There were three people following Lu Yu, two graceful women with veils on their faces. One he knew, she was Yanran's teacher, Yun Yun, and the other he didn't know, but just from looking at her, he felt his soul tremble, and an invisible sense of oppression seemed like a huge rock pressing on his chest, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Behind them, there was an old man with a calm expression, and the aura emanating from him was no weaker than that of the woman just now.

“Damn, the people around Lu Yu are so strong?” Xiao Yan’s mouth twitched. Even Yun Yun had broken through to the Douluo Saint level?

How can this be! ?

"Don't be so shocked. He's just a Fighting Saint. Isn't it enough to have hands?" Lu Yu said with a grin.

Beside her, Yun Yun's eyes flickered. Speaking of which, she hadn't seen her apprentice for a long time. For some reason, she suddenly wanted to chat with her apprentice.

"You bastard..." Xiao Yan suddenly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath. He couldn't help but curse inwardly, then turned around and left, not wanting to pay any attention to Lu Yu.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Lu Yu stopped him, raised his eyebrows, and said meaningfully: "Why are you here? Do you want to snatch the Pure Lotus Demon Fire from me?"

"...No, I'm here to find my ancestors!" Xiao Yan said unhappily, "This is the agreement you made with me, you bastard, you won't forget it, right?"

"Uh..." Lu Yu suddenly realized and remembered the original agreement. He immediately said in a deep voice: "How is it possible? Am I that kind of person?"

You are... Xiao Yan glanced at him and complained in his heart, but he has matured a lot and will not say it out loud.

The appearance of Lu Yu and his four companions attracted the attention of the five imperial clans. They had not forgotten how powerful the Taixu Ancient Dragon had been during this period, and even the Four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan did not take it seriously.

As the Soul Clan's high-ranking members and the Soul Clan's young patriarch, Hun Yun, Hun Mie Sheng, and Hun Feng were very clear about the fight between their patriarch and the Ancient Dragon Clan's strongman. That man was an eight-star Douluo in the late stage, and his strength was no less than that of the Flame Clan and the Thunder Clan's patriarch. It was truly terrifying!

"That kid has become stronger again..." Hun Mie Sheng's black pupils flickered with light, his face gloomy: "If I'm not mistaken, then Lü Yu is already in the late stage of the three-star Dou Sheng."

"Is that so?" Hun Yun's expression changed slightly: "It seems that this person is a strong enemy!"

He knew that Hun Mie Sheng's soul clone had been destroyed. At that time, Lu Yu was only in the late stage of the two-star Douluo. With such combat power and cultivation, one had to be vigilant.

“That woman’s strength is not simple either!” Hun Feng said in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on Yun Yun, and he was extremely solemn: “This woman’s cultivation is not inferior to mine!”

"Huh? There is such a thing?" Upon hearing this, the two of them quickly shifted their gazes, and suddenly, a look of horror appeared on their faces.

How is this possible? Hun Feng is the young patriarch of the Hun Clan. Both his bloodline and resources are top-tier in the Douqi Continent. How could anyone catch up with him?

"Is this the ancient imperial clan?" Behind Lu Yu, Zhu Tao's eyes were calm as he slowly swept over the strong men from the five clans of Soul, Ancient Flame, Thunder, and Medicine.

He had also heard the news. There were originally eight clans, not counting the Xiao clan that had long been destroyed and the Ling clan that mysteriously disappeared, but what about the remaining clan?

Why are there only five here?

"Five-star Fighting Saint!?"

At this moment, a scream suddenly rang out. It was Hun Mie Sheng!

He looked at Zhu Tao in horror, and beside him, Hun Yun and Hun Feng were also shocked.

"what?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the remaining four tribes suddenly changed.

“Sir!” Gu Nanhai clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: “There is an agreement within the imperial clan that strong men with the cultivation of a five-star Dou Sheng cannot participate in the affairs of the continent. This is the rule!”

"That's right!" Yao Wangui of the Yao Clan gnashed his teeth and said, "This is the rule!"

Last time in the Nether Snake Vein, he was beaten up by Zhu Tao. Thinking about it now, he was so angry that he wanted to go crazy!

Neither the Yan Clan nor the Lei Clan spoke, but all looked in the direction of Lu Yu and his four companions with gloomy expressions.

"Friends of the Ancient Dragon Clan, please give us an explanation!" Hun Mie Sheng and Hun Yun stepped out together, locking their auras on Lu Yu and the other three.

"Haha, that's quite interesting." Lü Yu grinned, "You, the Ancient Clan and the Soul Clan, are very skilled in working together..."

Zhu Tao also looked at the five ancient imperial clans with great interest. Just as guessed in the Dragon Palace, once the imperial clans were attacked, they would give up their grudges and join hands.

Upon hearing these words, the three tribes of Yan, Lei, and Yao, who had originally shared a common hatred for the enemy, were startled, and then they slightly moved aside and moved away from the Hun Tribe and the Gu Tribe.

Gu Nanhai's eyes twitched, and he also took two steps to the side with Tongxuan silently, and then said in a deep voice: "This has nothing to do with the tribe or the alliance. This is the customary rule of the entire continent. You can't break it!"

"Those who violate this will be angered by heaven and earth, angered by humans and gods, and should be punished!"

"That's right!" Huo Yao of the Yan Clan said in a deep voice: "Seniors of the Ancient Dragon Clan, you have violated the rules!"

"Seniors, please don't make things difficult for us..." Hun Mie Sheng and Hun Yun said in a deep voice, as if they were about to start fighting if they disagreed.

"I have never heard of the agreement you are talking about." Zi Yan crossed her arms. Her long silky hair fluttered in the wind, and she said calmly, "The agreement you are talking about, my Ancient Dragon Clan has never signed it either."

"The paper we haven't signed is shit in the toilet. Your rules are useless to us!"

As he spoke, he suddenly stomped his foot, and a purple-gold light shot up into the sky, while a violent pressure roared down.

Boom!

"Five-star Fighting Saint!?"

"Another five-star Dou Sheng?"

"How is it possible? How can such a young woman be a five-star Dou Sheng?"

"Damn it, how many Dou Shengs does the Ancient Dragon Clan have? Why do they seem to have an endless supply?"

Chapter 452: Mr. Lu travels all over the country, relying on fanning the flames and sowing discord!

On the opposite side, the faces of the people from the five tribes suddenly became terrified. A violent force came over and pushed them out.

Deng Deng Deng!

A series of dull sounds rang out, and black holes in space appeared under their feet.

"damn it……"

Huo Yao, Gu Nanhai and the others looked extremely ugly, with fear mixed with anger.

Without caring about anything, he clenched his five fingers, and the space jade slip emerged, ready to summon the strong men in the clan.

Do you really think they don't have a five-star Dou Sheng? !

However, at this moment, a voice came faintly.

"Speaking of your rules, you imperial clans don't follow them either, so why should we follow them?"

"Huh?" Everyone was stunned with furious expressions, not understanding what this sentence meant. Could it be that some of them were five-star Douluo?

But among the crowd, Hun Mie Sheng and Hun Yun's expressions changed slightly.

"Lü Yu, what do you mean?" Gu Nanhai said in a deep voice.

Lu Yu did not say anything. He raised his arm and pointed his fingertips. A vast fighting spirit rolled and a huge deep yellow finger a hundred feet long suddenly condensed.

Like a sharp ray of light, it rushed out with a destructive aura and fiercely pressed down on an old man among the dozen or so semi-saints in the Soul Palace.

"Yellow Spring Finger!"

Hun Feng's face was solemn. He looked at the huge finger with a tense expression, and a hint of unwillingness flashed in his black eyes.

Faced with this move, he felt a sense of fear and terror. He couldn't even block this move?

How could he, who had always looked down upon all the geniuses in the world, cope with this?

"stop!"

Hun Yun roared angrily, and a sharp chain rushed straight to Lu Yu's throat, as if piercing through the void, as fast as lightning.

However, the chain broke into pieces before it got close.

Zhu Tao looked calm. Was this guy out of his mind? He actually wanted to attack Lü Yu?

The next moment, a ray of silver light shot out along the black chain and spread like lightning.

"Be careful!" Hun Mie Sheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and he kicked Hun Yun hard, kicking him away.

laugh!

With a muffled sound, a black hole in space suddenly appeared where Hun Yun was originally.

The black hole in space collapsed and spun wildly, and the violent suction force tore everything around it. Even Hun Mie Sheng and Hun Yun, who had already avoided it, could still feel the powerful tearing force.

Hun Mie Sheng and Hun Yun looked at each other, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. If this happened to them... He is worthy of being the Taixu Ancient Dragon, worthy of being a five-star Douluo!

Can a casual strike have such power?

"Huh?" Zhu Tao looked at Hun Mie Sheng with a little surprise. Although this man's cultivation was not strong, his soul power should not be weak, at least not inferior to Lu Yu.

And below, the Yellow Spring Finger has already fallen.

Boom!

A thunderous roar suddenly sounded, and the black fog howled, instantly destroying Lu Yu's giant energy finger.

An old man with long eyebrows and a gloomy face slowly stood up.

He was very upset about being singled out, and what made him even more upset was that he couldn't take revenge!