Tian Yuan

According to the historical records of the Guiyan Imperial Clan, the number of people who can pass the ancestral weapon test is no more than one hand. Over the countless years, there have been no less than a thousand people who have participated, and they are all top geniuses who have suppressed the geniuses of their own clan and are hard to find rivals.

Even though the map of mountains, rivers, and the country from a million years ago was damaged and the difficulty was greatly reduced, only one person succeeded, and that was hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Now, the map of mountains, rivers, and the country has been restored to its original state, and the difficulties that Ying Jiuye has to face are beyond people's imagination.

Obtaining the recognition of the ancestral artifact is equivalent to Ying Jiuye controlling the lifeline of the clan. Whatever he says will be effective, and even the ancestor has to obey his orders.

Any new patriarch who can be truly recognized by the ancestral weapon is undoubtedly a rare hero in the ages, and must be followed to the death to lead the tribe to a higher position.

"It's a life-or-death situation."

The third elder of the Tianshui tribe shook his head and sighed. In fact, what he said was still conservative. There was at least a 10% chance of winning.

The actual situation is very bad. Considering that Ying Jiuye is one of the top evildoers in the world, he should have a survival rate of one percent!

If he looked at the matter from his own standpoint, the Third Elder did not want Ying Jiuye to pass the trial alive. If he succeeded, the Guiyan Imperial Clan would surely prosper and become prosperous.

But from a personal perspective, I am full of respect and look forward to Ying Jiuye creating a miracle.

"We will know the outcome in the future."

Chen Qingyuan only then realized that Ying Jiuye had made such a choice. He admired him very much and believed that he would see him again.

"Such young heroes are rare in the world."

Although Yan Ze had never met the Emperor's son Gui Yan, he learned a lot from this conversation and spoke in an admiring tone.

"Your Majesty, forgive me for saying this, but are you here for the God-Suppressing Bow?"

The third elder changed the subject, looking nervous and asking boldly.

"I'm here to watch the fun." Chen Qingyuan replied, "In my current state, how could I dare to touch such a treasure?"

"We have Senior Yan here." After chatting for a while, the third elder had a few words with Yan Ze and felt honored.

"I'm not interested." Yan Ze said calmly, "Just watch the show."

Then, the third elder didn't know what to say, so he chatted for a few words and expressed his intention to leave.

Chen Qingyuan did not stop him and let him leave.

Before leaving, the third elder bowed to the two of them, utmost respect.

"call--"

Not wanting to be stared at, Yan Ze waved his sleeves and set up a barrier around the chariot.

People outside could only see a vast expanse of white fog, but Chen Qingyuan and Yan Ze could see everything around them clearly.

Since Chen Qingyuan was no longer visible, everyone slowly turned their attention to the three-eye storm mouth.

When the riot law of Western Zhou in the mouth of the storm dissipates, the strong men from all sides will take action at the first opportunity to compete for the God-Suppressing Bow.

I would pay any price to get this thing.

"call out--"

Suddenly, a figure came hurriedly from a distance, like a streak of white light across the sky, heading towards the mouth of the three-eye storm.

"Who is this person?"

"Very brave, but unfortunately he lost his life."

"A Mahayana monk who doesn't know whether to live or die."

Everyone noticed the sudden situation at once, and after a quick look, they sensed the depth of this person's cultivation.

"Something is wrong. He doesn't seem to be blocked by the power of the law at the mouth of the storm."

A few extremely perceptive and powerful people discovered this clue.

"A member of the Holy Elephant Ancient Clan!"

A powerful person from an ancient clan revealed the reason in one sentence.

"What? The Holy Elephant Ancient Clan?"

Suddenly, everyone exclaimed and showed incredible expressions.

Although Nangong Ge destroyed the Holy Elephant Ancient Clan that year, some of its people happened to be out and were not trapped in the killing formation. They later used the clan's forbidden techniques to hide themselves.

It was only when the God-Suppressing Bow appeared that this person dared to show up. His intention was clear: to recall the ancestral artifact and find an opportunity in the era of great prosperity to allow the Holy Elephant Ancient Clan to rebuild its foundation.

The idea is good, but the reality is cruel and it may not be so smooth.

Through the connection with the ancestral device, this person successfully crossed the violent laws floating in this sea area and arrived safely at the mouth of the three-eye storm.

Seeing this, everyone's faces changed suddenly. They didn't expect that this person could avoid so many obstacles. It seemed that he was blessed by the God-Suppressing Bow.

That’s right. After all, they are the remnants of the ancient Holy Elephant clan. It is reasonable that they can be protected by the ancestral artifact.

"Will the God-Suppressing Bow be taken away by this person?"

Some people were getting anxious. Deep down, they had already considered the God-Suppressing Bow as theirs in their pockets, so naturally they didn't want to see any accidents happen.

"Hard to say."

The possibility of people from the ancient Holy Elephant clan obtaining the God-Suppressing Bow is much higher than that of others.

"How can a mere Mahayana master the imperial army? In my opinion, there is no need to worry."

Many powerful men looked indifferent and didn't care too much. They didn't think this person could succeed.

“Don’t forget, this person is from the ancient Holy Elephant Clan after all, and has some causal relationship with the God-Suppressing Bow. If his talent is sufficient, the God-Suppressing Bow may recognize him as its master.”

A voice came from a corner, causing many people to frown.

"When the great era of the Supreme Dao comes, even if the Emperor wants to recognize a master, it will not choose randomly. Only by following a master of destiny can it reach the peak again and restore its glory."

In the crowd, an old man with a white beard expressed his opinion.

Visitors from all over the world had different opinions.

Everyone's attention was focused on the three-eyed storm mouth, wanting to see what this guy from the Holy Elephant Clan was intending to do.

"Please revive the ancestral artifact and help me rebuild the foundation of my tribe."

This person paid a huge price to establish a slight connection with the God-Suppressing Bow, so he rushed out with all his might and took a gamble. As expected, he was not stopped by the violent laws. He was overjoyed, as if he saw the glorious picture of himself walking towards the top step by step. His eyes were full of anticipation and his blood was boiling.

After saying this, the man slowly stretched out his hands and touched the bowstring.

"Ding..."

The bowstring trembled slightly, creating ripples of laws that were invisible to the naked eye.

After trying it out, the man was not bounced away. He was overjoyed and his self-confidence reached its peak at this moment.

Everyone who was watching this scene was more or less panicked.

"Is something really going to happen?"

Everyone was stunned and their hearts were tense.

"It should be about giving opportunities, not recognizing the master."

The experienced ancestor of the ancient clan narrowed his eyes and made a judgment.

"After all, this person has the blood of the Holy Elephant Clan, so it is normal for him to be close to the God-Suppressing Bow. However, if he wants to take the God-Suppressing Bow away, it depends on whether he has the ability to do so."

The power of the law emanating from the God-Suppressing Bow frightened away the heroes from all sides. Only the people of the Holy Elephant Clan were able to enter first and get to the point.

The sea of ​​clouds in the distance, above the chariot.

Chen Qingyuan drank some wine and watched the excitement, saying calmly: "This trip was worthwhile."

With his current physical condition, he naturally couldn't see too far. Therefore, Yan Ze took action and projected the image of the three-eye storm mouth, which was very clear.

"Do you think this person can succeed?"

Yan Ze looked solemn, unable to guess how the situation would develop next.