Descendants of the Sun Tribe, Wujitian?

Ye Lingyue was shocked.

But it's not because of Jiuyang Ming, but because of the descendants of the Sun Clan that President Liao just mentioned.

The Sun Clan was not completely extinct.

They once lived in the Yangquan area of ​​the Ninety-nine Lands.

Xiao Zhiyo and his son, as well as Beasts Without Borders, and Senior Zhuzhao, aren't they descendants of the Sun Clan?

Could it be that the descendant of the Sun Clan who was discovered forty or fifty years ago is Xiao Zhiyo!

Ye Lingyue's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a few minutes.

"Elder Liao, where did you learn this news? Please tell me more detailed information."

Ye Lingyue looked a little excited.

Xiao Zhiyo, finally there is news about Xiao Zhiyo.

She thought she would never see Xiao Zhiyo again in her life.

"Master Ye Ming, I'm not very clear about the specific things. I got the news accidentally when I was traveling in Zhongtian Territory to study inscriptions. If you want more information, I'm afraid you have to go over there and ask.

, you also know that this is only the Lower Heaven Territory. A lot of news from the Middle Heaven Territory cannot be circulated in the Middle Heaven Territory."

Elder Liao said with regret.

"Zhongtian Territory... It seems that I have to go to Zhongtian Territory."

Ye Lingyue said to herself.

"Ling Yue, if you want to go to the Middle Heaven Territory, you still have to think carefully. There are many strong powers in the Middle Heaven Territory, and they are extremely xenophobic. They have always adopted an attitude of expelling the heavenly people and cultivators in the Lower Heaven Territory. Moreover, you have to go

Zhongtian domain must start from

Several other Lower Heaven Realms are passing through, and I'm afraid it's not convenient for you to pass right now. Unless...unless you can find a way to rescue Sword Demon Emperor Xin, if you have him escorting him, and with his identity as the Prince of the Blazing God Prison,

I think I can pass through safely."

The class president reminded me kindly.

The class president knew that Ye Lingyue was not familiar with the situation on Thirty-three Days, and was afraid that she would act rashly and get into trouble.

Saving Emperor Xin is not easy.

At the moment, Ye Lingyue is still waiting for news from the crazy Taoist priest.

"Thank you, President. After I go back, I will improve my skills with everyone. In addition, I just learned more than a dozen defensive inscriptions in the inscription library, and I want to use them in the ancient city of Lausanne."

While visiting the Federation of Trade Unions, Ye Lingyue also learned about their inscriptions, especially the many inscriptions on the outer walls and eaves. Ye Lingyue thought they could be used in the defense of the ancient city of Lausanne.

After hearing this, the class president and Elder Liao looked surprised.

Ye Lingyue actually learned all the dozen or so inscriptions on it.

How long has it been? A quarter of an hour?

Those dozen kinds of inscriptions were carved and recorded by President Huang and the elders who spent a lot of time and energy.

"Sure enough, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."

Elder Liao shook his head.

"If the ancient city of Lausanne can use it, then use it. The Inscription Masters Guild has always wanted to promote various inscriptions."

The class president said with a smile.

Unable to find Jiuyang Ming, Ye Lingyue could only say goodbye first.

As soon as Ye Lingyue left, Elder Liao's face darkened.

"President Ban, can we just forget about the theft of Jiuyang Ming? Even if the other party is the eldest son's family, this matter is too much."

The Jiuyang inscription is one of the few ancient inscriptions of the Federation of Trade Unions.

"Ancient inscriptions are not so easy to steal. Since Changsun Xueying has stolen them, he must pay the price. Send an order and the Cangmang Federation of Trade Unions will fully arrest Changsun Xueying. In addition, from now on, as long as the inscriptions of the Federation of Trade Unions are

Master, when you meet people from Changsun Xue’s family, fight to the end.”

The class president snorted coldly.

Somewhere on the thirty-third day, a magnificent palace complex was shrouded in auspicious clouds, and the palace seemed to be in the clouds.

In front of one of the most majestic palaces, Changsun Xueying knelt on the ground.

Next to her, there was a beautiful woman in palace attire. Looking at Zhangsun Xueying who was kneeling beside her, the beautiful woman's eyes were full of love.

"Ancestor, Xueying knows that she was wrong. Please forgive her. She has been kneeling for three days and three nights since she came back."

"Xueying, do you really know that you were wrong?"

A rumbling sound like thunder fell from the sky and landed in Zhangsun Xueying's ears.

That voice was the voice of Golden Eye earlier.

This is where the Changsun family is located.

"Ancestor, I'm not wrong. I just pursued what I love. What's wrong with me?"

Changsun Xueying said stubbornly.

Everything she did was for Emperor Xin and the Changsun family.

After returning from Cangdu, she was punished to kneel here.

"Xueying, you child, how old are you, and you still talk back? Do you know how much trouble you have caused this time? I'm afraid the Daomen won't be able to tolerate you. The Changsun family has cultivated and cultivated people for so many years.

All your hard work has been in vain. Are you worth it for a man?"

The beautiful woman in palace attire had a look of hatred on her face.

"So what about Dao Sect, Dao Lord is nothing more than that. He is not even my ancestor's opponent. I don't understand why my ancestor must send me to Dao Sect."

Changsun Xueying gritted her teeth and said.

The beautiful woman in palace attire was speechless for a moment.

"Lingyu, please step back first."

Inside the palace, rumbling sounds were heard again.

The beautiful woman in palace attire could only retreat with worry on her face.

"Xueying, do you think I sent you to Taoism just for cultivation?"

The voice in the palace paused.

"Isn't it?"

Changsun Xueying was surprised.

If you go to Taoist sect not for cultivation, then why?

"Xueying, you are the most talented child in our eldest grandson's lineage, and you are also the one with the deepest blessings, but you are destined to be a blood evil. I sent you to the Taoist sect to allow you to cleanse your body and mind, and also to preserve the blood of the eldest grandson's family.

, What a pity, you destroyed everything I have managed for many years."

The eldest grandson Xueying was very smart. When she heard what her ancestor said, she suddenly felt shuddering.

"Ancestor, is it possible that the eldest grandson's family will..."

Changsun Xueying did not dare to speak further.

"Not only the Changsun family, but the entire thirty-three days, and even the ninety-nine places, will face a huge catastrophe. That catastrophe is retribution for us, and retribution for the entire thirty-three days. But

For you, it is probably an opportunity, a huge opportunity. If you can grasp it, you can help the Changsun family escape this disaster and become the first queen in the world."

There was a bit more fascination in that voice.

The first queen between heaven and earth.

From ancient times to the present, there has been only one queen between heaven and earth, and that is the Kunlun Fairy Queen, the fallen Fairy Queen.

"Ancestor, are you saying that I will become the descendant of the Kunlun Female Immortal Emperor?"

Changsun Xueying's expression was filled with excitement, so her fate had already been determined.

"No, to be precise..."

Just as the voice continued, suddenly, a purple thunder flashed through the clouds above the palace.

In an instant, the world between heaven and earth was enveloped in purple light.
Chapter completed!