This is a kind of pressure from the bloodline. With Lin Weiyuan's current pure bloodline, it is also of the best among the royal family of the Chinese Dynasty, but under this pressure, there is no power to resist.

What shocked him the most was that although the pressure between his bloodline was slightly weak, it was exactly the same as his feeling when facing the Chinese imperial family!

In other words, this bloodline that exudes power, with its pure bloodline level, is an existence at the same level as the Emperor of China!

The body of the emperor, the bloodline against the heavens!

Lin Weiyuan's face turned slightly pale. As the core figure of the Chinese dynasty, he understood what this meant.

Meng Fei is afraid that this time it will be in trouble!

...

"The clan members who untie the inheritance of the light group will automatically inherit the position of the chief of the Meng Tian clan, and bear the hatred of our clan and the glory of re-emerging."

In the soul, the moment the light golden light ball shattered, a low voice sounded from Meng Fei's soul.

And the moment the sound fell, there were countless pictures that poured into Meng Fei's soul in an instant, as if he was brought into the picture, and personally experienced a conspiracy and betrayal, struggle and survival that happened a long time ago.

...

In the Ten Thousand Star Realm, countless powerful alien races are everywhere. The major alien races are fighting for years, and the war is poisoned to cause disaster to billions of creatures.

However, in the chaotic times, the strong rise.

The Meng family of the Heavenly Clan started to make arrangements when the world was in chaos, secretly dispersed their bloodlines, hid their names, and went deep into major interfaces.

In a certain year, some void in the Thousand Star Realm broke, and a family from the Ten Thousand Star Realm escaped war from the broken void came.

...

"Take roots in this plane, try to cultivate and develop your own strength, wait for the order from the Elderly Association of the Heavenly Clan, respond to the uprising, and seize a large area of ​​the Ten Thousand Star Realm for my Meng family!" The middle-aged monk stood with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression on his face.

"Clan leader, my Meng family's ten main veins were originally rotated to control the power of the family. Now that the rotation period is approaching, the lineage of the Zhongyan Elderly Association sent us to the lower realm, probably because it was suspected of monopolizing the power." A monk below stepped forward, with anger on his face.

The patriarch frowned slightly, waved his hand, signaling that the clan members did not need to say anything anymore, and slowly spoke: "My Meng family is looking for opportunities in troubled times. Now it is time for the family to rise. You must not have civil strife and ruin the family's plan. There is no need to say anything about this in the future."

"In the future, my vein will be settled here."

...

"The Elderly Association has issued an order, and one of my veins is ready to take action. Cooperate with the other four branches to initiate a fight, taking down various major fields such as the Demon Clan, Zerg, Water God Clan and other major areas! My Meng Clan has been preparing for it so far, and whether it is successful is now right now!" The clan leader spoke slowly, and his eyes were shining with bright light: "Send an order to summon the children of the clan to the place where the clan is located, and arrange the order of transfer, and no one is allowed to be absent."

"Yes, the patriarch." The lower-headed monk spoke respectfully, hesitated slightly, and said, "Meng Chanzi has left a few days ago to travel to a hundred star realm. Will he recall him together?"

"The situation is tense, and any movement may attract the other party's suspicion. The space screen wall of the Hundred Star Realm that Meng Chanzi went to was too thick. If it was forced to break open and the movement was too big, it would be very important to make people pay attention. Be careful not to call him back."

"yes."

The patriarch watched the monks in the clan retreat, raised his head slightly, and his brows frowned slightly.

For some reason, he felt a faint feeling of anxiety in his heart, but he felt it carefully but didn't know where it came from.

After a while, I had to shake my head slightly and suppress this thought.

Now that the arrow is on the string, I have to fire it!

...

The endless iron cavalry and the Divine Bow Camp surrounded the tribe without any pause or even gave them any chance to defend themselves. A bloody massacre broke out.

The Divine Bow Camp raised an arrow and pulled the bow like a full moon. When he let go, the bowstring vibrated and buzzed, turning into ups and downs.

Billions of arrows penetrated the sky, emitting amazing light, with a sharp aura, and were about to tear the world apart.

The defensive formation hidden in the courtyard mansion had already been operating, but with the bombardment of the legion, with a little support, it was already on the verge of collapse.

The clan leader was at the top, sensing the overwhelming aura of the outside world, his face turned slightly white, his eyes were dim and he was a little lost.

"Class leader, we have been betrayed by our allies!"

Your Highness, the angry roar of the tribe members came.

His face became paler, but his eyes gradually returned to clearness, burning with a light that made people unable to look directly at.

"The formation cannot last long, gather the tribe members and follow me to break through."

"But no matter who can survive, we must bring today's affairs to the family council, and make our experiences public, so that those who are hypocritical are disgraced, and they no longer have the qualifications to take charge of the laws of heaven."

"Roar out!"

"Roar out!"

...

A famous clan fell under the iron cavalry's hooves. The sky was dark and it started to rain heavily. The blood and rain on the ground were mixed together, turning into blood that made people fear, like a sea of ​​blood, endless.

There are only nearly a thousand tribes left in the entire Meng family's Heavenly Clan, and all the rest have died.

But being besieged in a large army, what awaits them is the end of death.

The patriarch showed a sad look and turned his head to look at an old man in black behind him. The two of them exploded with a shrill smile at the same time, erasing all the iron cavalry surrounding him, tearing the space apart, revealing a dark passage that was unknown where he could lead.

"I am unwilling to accept that the Meng family has fallen to this point today! If my family members have the opportunity to return to the Ten Thousand Star Realm in the future, they must remember everything today!"

The next moment, nearly a thousand monks from the Meng family were sucked into the Black Ghost Passage and disappeared.

...

The space collapsed, nearly a hundred figures fell, each in ragged clothes and pale faces.

During their long journey to space, they suffered many disasters, and one out of ten people has arrived here.

Fortunately, they finally survived and the tribe's bloodline could be preserved.

But soon they discovered that things were not as good as they imagined.

The thin spiritual power of the Hundred Star Realm is not enough to recover their injuries. The originally not fatal trauma is getting worse and worse with the passage of time.

After detailed discussion, they made a plan to preserve the bloodline of the ethnic group.

Dozens of powerful men from the Meng family lineage joined forces to set up a large formation, completely dividing the Hundred Star Realm where they are located into dozens, and then letting one merge into other planes to prevent the arrival of pursuit and completely exterminate the Meng family.

The six Meng family members came to a brand new Hundred Star Realm. They shoulder the mission of leaving behind descendants for the reproduction of the tribe in the lower realm. They hid their names so that the Meng family royal family in the Hundred Star Realm went to Tian Baohuang just to preserve the bloodline of the tribe.

...

The change of my mind gradually dissipated, and a voice sounded again before: "My juniors, please don't forget everything that happened a long time ago."

The sound slowly dissipated and finally returned to silence, without any more noise.

Meng Fei's eyes slowly opened, and a faint sense of sorrow suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The flowing scenes showed him a fight in ancient times and made him truly determine the origin of the Meng clan.

Although the hatred that year has been separated by countless years, it seems like he has experienced it personally.

Even if you want to forget, you may not be able to do it.

Meng Fei took a deep breath and slowly suppressed the thoughts in his heart.

Even if he already knows this, he must not reveal any news, otherwise what awaits him will inevitably be endless disasters.

At this moment, the ice outside his body shattered without warning, and a repulsive force came from the Feishen Pool.

His body rotated and swallowed the cold. The vortex of the two scorching forces quietly dissipated at this moment, turning into the last warm force, which merged into his body and disappeared.

Without giving him time to sense the changes in his body carefully, a "wow" sound of water surface breaking came from Meng Fei's ears, and his figure had already appeared outside the Feishen Pool.

He fell down and bowed respectfully to Duke Meng, saying, "See Duke Meng."

Duke Meng opened his eyes, looked at Meng Fei deeply, and nodded slightly.

But at this moment, a monk appeared and said respectfully: "Duke, Your Majesty summoned the three kings of Xuanyuan to meet."

Duke Meng's face was calm, as if he had thought of this, so he waved his hand and said, "Report to Your Majesty, I will take them there immediately."

The monks hesitated slightly, which was different from His Majesty’s meaning, but he was one of the few monks in the imperial palace who knew the identity of Duke Meng. He thought for a little, but he respectfully said that he had retreated.

As Meng Fei left, the water surface of Feishen Pool had returned to calm, the blood dissipated and turned into clarification again.

Duke Meng fell down in one step, his figure appeared in front of Meng Fei, and said lightly, "Let's go." He looked calm, but he was ready in his heart. No matter what, he would keep him safe.

Meng Fei had already noticed the inappropriate eyes of Lin Weiyuan and Xiefeng Ancestor, and his heart suddenly jumped slightly, and a bad premonition suddenly arose.

He looked at Lin Weiyuan, who shook his head slightly at him, his face full of bitter smiles, but he could not hide the sorrow in his eyes.

It seems that something happened that he didn't know?

Meng Fei's face looked a little gloomy. This kind of thing was beyond the situation. The inexplicable trouble made him feel very insecure.

Following Duke Meng, he lowered his head slightly to prevent people from seeing his expression change. His brows couldn't help but frowned slightly, but took a deep breath to force himself to calm down in a short period of time.

No matter what happens, panic will be useless.

After hardening his state of mind, he quickly suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and his thoughts were clear and clear in his mind.

Feishen Pool!

A thought suddenly arose in his mind, that this matter is definitely related to Feishen Pool.

But although Lin Weiyuan knew what was going on, he did not dare to say much, which shows that this matter was absolutely unusual.

Meng Fei began to have mixed thoughts in his mind, but without any basis on the idea, he had no clue at all.
To be continued...