At the same time, in the Fengsui Hall.

Jiang Buyong first put three sticks of incense on the statues of the ancestors, and then respectfully worshipped them. After he got up, he saw the elders who intercepted and killed the Anbu masters, all of whom were present.

"No, how is it?"

The old man who opened his mouth, dressed in fur, had a hideous scar on his left face, even if he was older than Jiang Buyong, but the vicissitudes of years did not seem to have washed away the fierceness of his life.

On the contrary, this old man is now both calm and majestic, and violent, both are the patriarchs of one human race, but his aura is much stronger than Jiang Buyong's tyrannical and profound!

"Brother don't worry, everything is according to our plan. The elders of the Emperor Que clan have already hoped that we will bow down to the court!"

Both were patriarchs, but Jiang Buyong called them brothers, because compared to his Yanhuang Palace, Fengsui City's kinsmen were the real ancestors.

This patriarch, named Feng Nianzu, has been able to intercept and slay the emperor and blackmail the gods and demons under his leadership for many years. This shows its means and strength.

"By the way, Yichen and you are not seen by the old guys of the Dique clan as being tricky, right?"

Jiang Buyong shook his head: "No, this kid Yichen is clever. He has been singing the opposite of tune with me. The more he sang the opposite, he pushed the elders into the pit step by step."

"Ha ha."

Feng Nianzu laughed too. When he heard about this trick, he couldn't help but admire: "It's a pity that you can't see the deity of Yichen."

"Then now... Brother is going to see the Dique Clan guys?"

"No hurry, first call Yi Chen alone, let him see our ancestors, and let us old guys see, our human race dared to venture into the emperor and heaven alone!"

After a while, Jiang Buyong returned with two elders, who were the two who suppressed the Emperor Que clan.

Once back to the dungeon, I saw the two elders showing fierce glamour and blasted open the prison door directly, the palms of the gods were powerful, and they pulled towards Qin Yichen.

"Boy, come here!"

"What do you want to do?!"

Upon seeing this, Princess Wenqing stretched out her jade arms to block Qin Yichen's body: "Smelly savage! You don't know that your disaster is imminent, dare to move the wood!"

The savage elder looked fierce: "Don't talk nonsense! Borrow the sword from us to kill, and now he is using the sword of the Emperor of Heaven to threaten us in turn!"

"I didn't tear up your Ruyi Langjun face to face, it is enough to give the Emperor Que the face!"

Suddenly, the elder directly explored his palms and swept Princess Wen Qing aside, and then picked up Qin Yichen with one hand, and walked out of the dungeon.

"wood!"

While several clan elders supported Princess Wenqing, the nine clan elders persuaded: "Princesses don't worry, now just lend them the courage, these savages dare not kill Tianxing!"

"Hey! This is the emperor's good son-in-law. If you have lost half of the vellus hair when you come back, you can figure it out!"

Qin Yichen was taken away alone, and the elders of the emperor were not surprised. After all, using Jiang Buyong and others as a threat, it was the former's idea to let these savages kill the Anbu of the Heavenly Court.

They didn't worry about Qin Yichen's life or death, but these savages must now hold their stomachs in flames. As for a severe beating... in front of major events, this little detail is nothing.

"go!"

"Little boy, the old man's sacred furnace has been set up, and this will give you a Daojin!"

However, as soon as he walked out of the dungeon, Qin Yichen was put down, and the fierce looks on the faces of the two clan elders disappeared, replaced by a look of favor and approval.

"Yichen?"

Qin Yichen immediately arched his fist: "Yichen, I have seen two ancestors!"

"Don't say anything, the patriarch and Mr. Jiang are waiting for you, come with me!"

Wind Sui Palace!

Outside the Fengsui Hall, the thousands of people who had participated in the killing of the dark part of the heavens were all present, standing in two rows outside the hall.

Feng Jiuman was blocked at the entrance of the temple, that burly figure was like a door god, he couldn't understand, and after such a lot of trouble, in the end, they just went to the Emperor's Palace!

Moreover, those old men and old ladies seemed to be very happy, as if this kid had done a great job!

"You are Qin Yichen!?"

Feng Jiuman is now a powerful Taoist, but his strength is not inferior to the clan elder of the Emperor Que clan.

But not, Qin Yichen looked at the faces, far more burly and tall than the people of the tribe he had ever seen, and there were tears in his eyes.

Speaking of it, the human races in Fengsui City are rougher in appearance than those of Qin Yichen, seemingly because of their vigorous blood and thicker body hair.

Moreover, the Fengsui City human race wears the skins of various alien beasts. The skulls of gods and demons that are killed in ordinary days are hung around their necks as glory, which is very different from the human races Qin Yichen comes into contact with.

But in their bones, they shed the same blood!

"Brothers and sisters, Yichen..."

Feng Jiuman originally wanted to make things difficult. After all, they had lost hundreds of brothers for this plan that was not beneficial to him!

However, looking at the scarlet redness in Qin Yichen's divine eyes, Feng Jiuman stomped his feet before letting out half of his body: "Go in!"

The first to fill Qin Yichen's line of sight was the burly and stalwart elder!

Feng Nianzu and Jiang Buyong stood side by side. Behind them were portraits full of traces of time.

Above the portrait, a man of God sits upright, either majestic, kind, or handsome, or old-fashioned.

"It's the ancestor of Dayu..."

"This is, this is Empress Nuwa! And Suihuang, the first ancestor to control fire!"

"Well, is this the ancestor who taught the nameless swordsmanship!?"

"Zhuan Xu, Zhuan Xu's ancestor... it was him back then, guarding the north and retreating to work together!"

Qin Yichen was stunned. He wanted to reach out and wipe the dust off those portraits, but he seemed to be afraid of disturbing the peace of the ancestors.

Feng Nianzu looked in his eyes, sighed, waved slightly, and the elder handed Qin Yichen three mulberry incense.

"Human Qin Yichen, pay homage to the ancestors!"

Qin Yichen's voice trembled, the other tribe is not the blood of the ten thousand tribes! Other races also have ancestors, and once had a great power that is earth-shattering!

After three bows and nine bows to the ancestors, Qin Yichen did not get up, but turned, head to the hall door, worshiping the entire Fengsui City!

"Yichen..."

Jiang Buyong saw in his eyes, tears flickered in his old eyes, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help, but did not pull Qin Yichen.

"The patriarch, the dark side of the court that day, how many of my people did you wait for?"

Jiang Buyong was stunned. He knew that Qin Yichen was not a fool, and he saw the strength of the master of the dark side of the court that day!

Although his clansmen are brave and good at fighting,...the Feng Jiuman standing outside the gate of the temple was also startled. The copper bell was wide-eyed, suddenly thinking of something, and suddenly angrily said: "Qin Yichen! You know the five hundred and twenty The three brothers are watching you in the sky!"