Almost at the same time, a burst of fierce light came out from each of the eight tribes.
The tribesmen in the tribe felt their blood boiling and the tribal patterns on their foreheads revived.
The resurrection of the clan emblem can improve one's martial arts talent, stimulate one's potential, and when it is most needed, condense energy and burst out an attack with twice the attack power, thus protecting one's life...
The clan emblem has many functions. The tribe has been eager to open the clan emblem for tens of thousands of years, and today it has finally been revived.
Many people in the tribe looked at the shining light of their tribe, tears in their eyes, and some people muttered: one yuan, one yuan, and one yuan, the flying and coming of patterns are opportunities; future generations must not forget each other, and start a new era of clan patterns.
Whether the clan emblem flies away or comes back, it is all opportunities. Could it be that its opening this time is really a lucky thing for our eight tribes
Then, a bright golden light came out from the Gold Tribe, like a meteor, heading towards the place where the Eight Emperors' remains were. At the same time, a green light came from the Wood Tribe, a yellow light came from the Earth Tribe, and a blue light came from the Water Tribe...
Eight tribes, eight kinds of light, shining like fireworks, bright and dazzling, extremely gorgeous, coming towards the remains of the eight emperors.
Yun Jianhan came out of the temple. There was a brighter golden light and a sharper edge on his body. He had an unparalleled aura that could slay immortals and Buddhas, and an unparalleled edge that could pierce the sky.
His eyes were full of flashing sword lights, forming sword auras. Anyone under the throne would be hurt by his sword-like eyes, and even a single glance could kill people.
He obtained the inheritance of the Golden God and opened the Golden Tribe's tribal emblem. Deep between his eyebrows was a spear with even sharper power.
The six-star throne has the combat power of the peak nine-star throne.
There are six thousand spaces inside the body, each as big as a small mountain. Inside the spaces are golden animals and plants, flowing water and mountains.
A tiger roared, shaking the earth and the sky. This shout shocked all the people in the tiger tribe. They saw Hu Ba coming out of the temple, jumping into the sky, and suddenly turned into a ten-foot-long white tiger. The White Tiger Mountain was majestic and the image of the king of beasts was truly displayed.
Violent, unbridled, arrogant, crazy, mad...
When the monsters in the ancient forest heard this roar, they all trembled in fear.
The throne is six stars, and has the combat power of nine stars.
A dragon roar sounded in the Dragon Tribe Temple. This roar carried with it an almighty pressure and a heroic spirit. It was the dragon that controlled life and death, fortune and misfortune in the world.
The divine dragon swayed out of the sky, and all the people on earth submitted to it.
A phoenix cry: Come—
A Vermilion Bird flew out from the temple and flew to the sky. It was thirty feet tall. Between heaven and earth, endless fire elements flew towards it.
Countless birds and monsters flew out from the ancient forest and surrounded Xiang Yixue, flying and soaring. This was a hundred birds paying homage to her, and she was the king of all birds.
The eight brothers roared almost simultaneously in all directions of the ancient forest. They were all promoted one star and received the inheritance of their respective tribes.
As time passed, one breath, two breaths, and after ten breaths, they all returned to their original appearance, except that there was a clan pattern in the center of their eyebrows.
They are deeply grateful to the tribal god and to the tribe as their heritage comes from their tribe.
The tribal leader looked at them with joy in his eyes. Although these people inherited the tribe, the entire tribe would benefit from the opening of the clan emblem.
"The Eight Emperors' Relics set up by our ancestors are probably about to begin. Don't waste time here. Go ahead."
So, Ye Xiangyang and his brothers rushed towards the remains of the Eight Emperors at lightning speed.
Each of the eight tribes sent out all the royal masters of their tribe, riding the wind and mist, and roaring towards the remains of their ancestors.
Ye Xiangyang had already seen that Emperor Chechen, who was in charge of the world, called on all members of the Xiangyang Club to retreat a thousand feet.
After eight rays of light of different colors entered, the great formation suddenly opened violently, and the formation lines swept in all directions like a law.
The emperor masters from the big forces and big sects immediately took all of their people and retreated in a hurry.
Some of the independent cultivators had low cultivation levels and were unable to dodge in time. When the formation swept across, they all had panic on their faces. People saw millions of independent cultivators, in this golden light, first getting old, then having white hair and chicken skin, becoming extremely old, and finally turning into corpses, and then into a pile of bones.
hiss-
Everyone present opened their eyes in disbelief at how powerful this formation was.
Millions of independent cultivators were transformed from living people into skeletons in this instant. This was the passage of time. This instant was the vicissitudes of life and the passage of years. It was an ancient time that lasted for who knows how many tens of thousands of years.
No wonder the eight ancient emperors dominated the Xuanwu Continent back then, and the unparalleled hero, Ding Xiaojie, who was able to turn rivers and seas upside down and refine the world, became the peerless heroes passed down through the ages in the Xuanwu Continent. It turns out that they are really capable.
After the formation, the space of thousands of feet was filled with piles of bones. A gust of wind blew over, and the skeletons here instantly turned into ashes, even the skeletons of those wandering cultivators were no exception.
The sky was filled with snow-white ashes, floating in the formation.
No one dared to go into the formation. The Eight Ancient Emperors were all masters who had ascended to immortality. The power of their Legacy Formation was truly immeasurable.
At this moment, the ashes of the great formation completely disappeared, the sky was clear, and eight towering stone tablets suddenly appeared in an area of a thousand feet in radius.
Above each stone tablet, there is a clan emblem, and below the emblem are a few words written: Future generations will come here, obtain the inheritance, and fight against the celestial demon.
The twelve characters were as sharp as silver and iron, and unstoppable. Even the emperor could hardly resist them.
You have to know that these are words carved on stone, and these words are soaked with the hard work of the carver.
The sharpness of gold, the tenderness of wood, the breadth of water, the depth of earth, the heat of fire, the pride of dragon, the dominance of tiger, the coldness of snow. These twelve characters are all on the stone tablets, but on the eight stone tablets, there are eight different artistic conceptions.
Eight stone tablets formed a circle, covering the area of a thousand feet in all directions.
The remains of the Eight Emperors, is this the remains of the Eight Emperors
When these eight stone tablets stood tall in the venue, everything became calm and peaceful.
When everyone saw that there was no danger, they covered their bodies with the laws and moved towards the stone tablet.
Three hundred and sixty degrees are evenly divided among eight stone tablets, with each stone tablet in charge of forty-five degrees.
Everyone seemed to understand that the Eight Emperors were looking for the destined person, and if not, no one would be able to enter the stone tablet.
Hence, every person and every monster sat cross-legged in front of a stone tablet with spiritual roots similar to their own and began to comprehend.
Ye Xiangyang sat cross-legged in front of the Wooden God Stele and quietly used the power of the clan emblem to establish contact with the clan emblem on the stele. Suddenly, Ye Xiangyang had entered the stele.
When the people outside saw Ye Xiangyang enter the stone tablet, they were in an uproar.
"Oh no! Ye Xiangyang has entered the stone tablet."
"Yes, it seems that he can inherit the stone tablet."
"Fuck him, why does he have to get all the good things?" someone cursed.
Before he could finish his curse, he was grabbed by the neck by an emperor and lifted up. Then he saw waves of laws flying around him, and he turned into ashes in the laws. Even his soul could not escape, and the one who did it was the Nine Dragon Goddess Long Xianghan.
"Anyone who dares to insult the Xiangyang Society will be killed without mercy!"
Long Xianghan's cold voice was heard here. As a titled emperor, as the throne of the Xiangyang Society, and as one of the fourteen independent cultivator emperors, Long Xianghan possessed supreme majesty.
Killing the chicken to scare the monkey, this is killing the chicken to scare the monkey. You can be dissatisfied, you can fight, but you must not touch the interests of our Xiangyang Association. Otherwise, it will be a provocation to our Xiangyang Association.
The field was completely silent. Who would be willing to make a noise at this time? There were only one or two emperor masters from the big forces, but there were eight titled emperors from the Xiangyang Society.
The average forces have no more than one hundred or two hundred masters below the level of Emperor, but they have more than twenty thousand here.
Such powerful strength makes Xiangyang Club a giant here.
Strength is respected. Here, whoever has the bigger fist has the right to speak, and whose words count.
Everyone's heart was shocked. No one spoke. They all gritted their teeth and comprehended the stone tablet.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, one figure after another, like a meteor chasing the moon, entered the stone tablet.
There were about three hundred and sixty people who entered each stone tablet.
Then, the clan emblem on the stone tablet slowly emitted light, covering the entire stone tablet.
A golden light started to be drawn from the stone tablet, forming a circle, with lines of defense circling on it.
This is - almost the same as the formation that just killed millions of independent cultivators. Retreat!
Everyone retreated like a tide, and the golden light actually developed slowly. The power of this formation was earth-shaking, absolutely earth-shaking, and many emperors did not dare to confront it.
Are you kidding? The Eight Emperors are all immortals. How could they resist them? Even though tens of thousands of years have passed and many changes have taken place, these people's magical powers remain unchanged.
Everyone watched as the golden light array covered an area of a thousand feet in radius, and then the golden light suddenly disappeared. Everything here returned to being a forest, with towering ancient trees, intertwined vines, and dead leaves several feet deep.
Everything that happened just now was like a dream and disappeared.
This is the power of the gods. A grain of sand is a world, a leaf is a bodhi.
Everyone knows that this is the opportunity, the opportunity to obtain the remains of the Eight Emperors. If you don’t have that opportunity, you cannot enter this world.
Three hundred and sixty people entered each stone tablet. With eight stone tablets, a total of two thousand eight hundred people entered.
There are more than 200 people from each of the eight tribes entering, which means there are still 1,000 people waiting.
There are fifty people from Xiangyang Club who will enter.
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