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Chapter 1822 God descends to earth

At this moment, a slight wave appeared. Qin Yu pondered for a moment and took out something. This was a pure black token all over the body. There were two runes on the front of the carved texture. Now the surface halo was surging, releasing a powerful aura.

Rumble

The snow field under her feet was violently shaking, as if there were giant objects awakening. With the sound of "cracking and cracking", shocking cracks appeared, and it was extremely dark to the extreme depths of the ground. Pain, despair, and wailing, erupted from the depths of the snow field. The ice and snow elves that released the extremely cold breath and frozen all things quickly broke and annihilated at this time. When the tokens reappeared in this world, they did not need to do anything, and they had declared their destruction.

The air is still biting cold, and it can easily kill most of the creatures in this world. But at this moment, the old clan clearly felt that the temperature was rising. This was something that had never happened after the catastrophe. This dead world has been getting colder and colder!

The master is the new master, and the clan has no doubts about Qin Yu's identity! Only the appearance of the master can bring vitality to this dead world, and this means that the Tianling clan has suffered for many years and finally waited for the hope of rebirth.

This is the... Holy Son Order of the Nine Realms Holy Land!

Qin Yu frowned and thought for a while before remembering the origin of this token. It was what he had obtained from the Giant Tribe. Time passed too long, and he almost forgot about himself. He also inherited the identity of a saint son in the Nine Realms. Looking at the token in his hand, he looked at the old man of the Tianling Clan who was kneeling on the ground and crying and excited. Could it be that this dead world that can only be entered through the altar in the sea of ​​confusion is one of the nine realms in the Nine Realms Holy Land?

The thought turned rapidly, and Qin Yu suddenly said, "Nine Realms Holy Land!" The expression of the old clan had not changed much. It seemed that a trace of confusion appeared in his excited eyes, which made Qin Yu frown secretly. Could it be that he was wrong? But the breath of the token and the changes in the snow field at this moment showed that there must be some reasons. Or, for a long time, the current Tianling Clan in front of him had lost some inheritance.

Thinking of this, Qin Yu stretched out his hand and put it in front of the clan's elders, "Do you recognize this thing?" The token of the Nine Realms Holy Son lay quietly in his palm, with light flowing on the surface, and the vision became clearer.

The old clan saw the token in Qin Yu's hand and kowtowed heavily, "Great Lord, please forgive me. I have asked you for my offense before, and all the blame will be blamed on me alone. Don't take the anger of the Heavenly Spirit Clan! My tribe members have been waiting for you in this cold world for too many years. You are our Heavenly Spirit Clan, the only hope to survive!"

Dong

Dong

The ice trembled, the forehead was broken, and the blood flowed out and frozen directly into blood crystals at the next moment!

Qin Yu waved his sleeves and shouted in a deep voice: "I asked, if you answer, if there is any concealment, I will leave immediately."

The old clan showed fear on his face and shook his head desperately, "Master, please ask, I will never hide at all. Your will is the guidance of the Tianling Clan!"

Qin Yu raised the token and said, "Know it?"

The old clan nodded, "This is the master's mark. In the records of the Tianling Clan, only the supreme master is qualified to hold this thing, representing supreme authority."

Qin Yu put away the token and whispered in his heart, "Little Blue Light!"

"I can help you to explore this person's memory, but the premise is that he cannot resist, otherwise he will definitely die."

"Hmph! You know, I

What I want to ask is not this... But since you can check the memory, then start!" Qin Yu's eyes fell on the old clan, "Now, I want to explore your memory and let go of all resistance."

"Yes!" The old clan spoke respectfully, without any resistance to this.

Qin Yu raised his hand and landed on his head. The power of the small blue lamp quietly spread and invaded his body. Soon, Qin Yu saw that there was no omission in this person's life, and he confirmed his identity and the current situation of the Tianling Clan.

After a moment, Qin Yu stopped and looked at meditating. As he saw now, the old man from the Tianling Clan in front of him did not lie. Of course, he would not easily choose to believe because of these. Although it is difficult to tamper with memory, it is not impossible for a truly powerful person.

It is better to be cautious in everything!

The old clan knelt on the ground and saluted respectfully, "Your Lord, the Tianling tribe is willing to crawl at your feet and be your most loyal hawk and loyalist. I just hope that you can take action as soon as possible to rescue my tribe. Because every day, they are constantly dying in suffering, and less than 10% of the newborns of our tribe can survive."

Qin Yu turned around and took a look at Zhuo Zi, who was frozen in ice, as the ice and snow body died, the extreme cold disappeared, and he had barely suppressed the backlash of the power in his body. Waiting for a while, he could accumulate enough power bit by bit to break the ice and escape. Now, facing Qin Yu's eyes, Zhuo Zi's heart trembled, and his face showed shock, anger and fear.

Swish

Qin Yu's figure appeared before the extreme ice was frozen, and raised his hand to take out the Shanhe Sword. Under the shadow of the sun, the ice appeared. The Shanhe Sword roared in and penetrated Zhuo's chest and pierced the heart and broke out from behind. This sword broke the heart and instantly pierced the avenue, cutting off all the vitality of Zhuo's life.

boom

The ice was broken, Qin Yu reached out and grabbed Zhuozhu, "You are waiting here!" He took a step forward and disappeared directly.

The old clan was excited and uneasy, his face flushed slightly, and he kept spinning around in the same place, trying to send a message to the clan several times, but he endured it. The Tianling clan was on the verge of collapse and could not withstand any blows. Although he was already convinced that Qin Yu was the new master. But before they succeeded and arrived at the camp, the old clan still did not dare to act rashly.

As time passed, as the old clan's face could not help but show his uneasiness, the space was slightly distorted, and Qin Yu walked out of it. I don't know if it was an illusion, although Qin Yu looked on the surface and there was no change from before, but in the old clan's perception, his breath became even more unfathomable.

Qin Yu looked calm, "Let's go, go back to your tribe, I need to confirm some things."

"Yes!" The old clan was extremely excited.

The old clan leads the way. In order to avoid accidents, Qin Yu would rather spend more time and follow in silence. During this process, his divine senses the surroundings, and he can react at any time if anything is inappropriate.

Half a day later, he walked south along the snow field. In a huge mountain concave that could block the cold wind, Qin Yu finally saw the place where the Tianling tribe lived. They were tents buried in ice and snow. The surface was completely frozen, with only the top of the tent, leaving an exhaust hole at the top. As the smoke came out, slight traces of dissolution appeared in the surrounding area.

All the Tianling tribes have lived in such a tent since they were born. It would be fine if they had achieved success in their cultivation, otherwise they would not be able to go out of the tent until they died. The outside world is extremely cold and can easily take it.

Leave their lives!

Qin Yu suddenly frowned, not because he noticed something was wrong, but because the old clan in front of him suddenly fell to the ground, and his skin lost all its luster in an instant, revealing an unhealthy gloom.

"Big clan elder!"

The roar of shock and anger exploded in his ears, like a thunder. Abu stomped heavily, and the snow-covered ice layer under his feet, his figure violently as he went down the mountain to Qin Yu and rushed straight to Qin Yu, punching the air and wailing.

"Stop!" The old clan who fell to the ground suddenly widened his eyes.

call

The fist stopped at a distance of less than one foot, and the strong wind caused him to roll up his robe. Qin Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at Abu, who was wrapped in thick animal skins in front of him. Because of the previous rampage, his body was tight and his flesh was tight, and his high drums directly burst out the animal skins, and cracks and damaged them in many places. At this moment, he was breathing heavily, and his red eyes were staring at Qin Yu, really like a tiger that wanted to choose someone to eat!

The old clan struggled to get up with an anxious expression, "Master, Abu has misunderstood. He is definitely not intending to offend you. Please be able to be proud of yourselves and don't be as knowledgeable as this fool!" His condition is now extremely poor, like an oil lamp that is about to run out of oil. He said something in anxiety and began to breathe.

"Old clan!" Abu half-kneeled on the ground, hugged him in his arms, and looked at him now, tears fell down his eyes. The strong man was now crying like a child.

Qin Yu frowned and said, "You are going to die."

The old clan felt relieved, "Director, you are right. I have known this for a long time. I am very satisfied to see you before dying." He grabbed Abu, "Remember, in front of me, the new master, who has been waiting for for generations. He will lead the Tianling clan out of the abyss of destruction."

Abu widened his eyes. He didn't hear clearly just now. The old clan called Qin Yu, and his face was full of disbelief.

After saying a word, it seemed as if he had completed his last thought. A smile appeared on the old clan's face and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Old of the big clan! Old of the big clan!" Abu screamed in panic. He looked at Qin Yu, knelt on the ground "thump", and kowtowed repeatedly.

Bang

Bang

The sound shakes the ground!

"You are the master of the old clan's words, and there must be a way to save him. Abu begs to save the old clan's words, please!"

Qin Yu frowned slightly. The situation of the elders of the clan was that the oil was exhausted after suffering to the extreme, which was very difficult.

"It's not impossible." Xiao Lan Deng suddenly spoke.

Qin Yu said: "Why did you take action?"

Xiao Lan Deng said: "I will give answers to your questions, but now I'll save people first. Take this opportunity to make all the Tianling tribes trust your new master's identity."

Qin Yu took a deep breath, "Okay!" He stepped forward, raised his hand and grabbed it forward. The old man who had fallen into a coma and could die at any time flew up on his own and fell into his hands.

Buzz

A phantom of the sun appeared behind Qin Yu, and dazzling light surged out from it, shining the entire mountain concave, covering all the animal skin tents covered by ice and snow, releasing the long-lost warmth.
Chapter completed!
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