Kurumi Tokisaki’s Planar Journey Chapter 229: Yin Hong

Gu Hua vaguely knew that his eldest brother had a bit of a crush on Miss Mo'er. After seeing Gu Yao's performance, the "Qingyang Supporter" who was appraised, his eyes instantly turned a lot colder.

The coming-of-age ceremony is still going on. As soon as Gu Mo'er stepped down, it was her twin sister's turn!

Everyone's eyes converged, and their voices were much lower. The topic of discussion was all about the two goddesses of the ancient clan.

This made Xun Er's body suddenly a lot more stressed. When she thinks of her shining sister, if she doesn't work hard, will she embarrass her?

It doesn't matter to her, but if she wants to attract some rumors and make her sister feel shameless, it will be more uncomfortable than killing her!

Passing by with Sister San'er, the unique smile on her pretty face made Xun Er relax a lot.

She is full of god-quality blood, even if not comparable to San'er sister.

It's just that the colorful clan pattern was taken away by the elder sister in advance. Then it was her turn to be the Zijin clan pattern, right? Xun'er had no resentment, and looked straight ahead. The temperament of the classical goddess seemed to be more popular with the children of the big clan.

Slightly bowed to Elder Tongxuan, the old man stroked his beard, and his kind smile seemed to melt ice and snow! This is a treatment that no other direct line has ever received!

Just now, His Highness the Young Master handed over a colorful clan pattern to him, which also allowed Elder Tongxuan to completely determine Gu Mo'er's strength.

Besides the Dou Sheng, who else can hide from the sky and cross the sea in full view of the public?

Elder Tongxuan secretly caressed the ring in the large sleeved robe, rubbed the pulp of his thumb lightly, and glanced in the direction of the altar with a little dread.

He was afraid that when he was painting the colorful ethnic patterns, the ghost of the ancestor would reappear, turning him into a foil for the historical background board!

Ever since the ancient emperor Tuoshe became emperor, for ten thousand years, not to mention the ancient clan, all the other ancient clans were wrapped up, and there were only a handful of divine bloodlines born! And the elders who helped the blood of the gods to draw the colorful clan patterns are also recorded in the clan history!

This accident will naturally be left behind for generations to sing. Whether his reputation as Elder Tongxuan can be spread among the younger generations, he can only rely on this time to condense the colorful clan pattern!

Elder Tongxuan secretly begged his grandmother to tell his grandfather, hoping that the shadow of the ancestor would not reappear.

In reality.

Elder Tongxuan replaced the astrolabe that was destroyed by Gu Mo'er. This astrolabe was expensive to build. Generally, Dou Zun would feel extremely distressed and depressed for a few years when he encountered this.

But what kind of person is Elder Tongxuan?

The opportunity to enter clan history beckons him! What is this loss worth? In addition, there are subsidies in other clans, and you can also take a fortune from the elders' home!

The new astrolabe does not have a simple meaning, but is more delicate. The grooves of the ten stars are dark and there is no starlight at all.

Elder Tongxuan also held the astrolabe with both hands and let it lift off slowly.

"Miss Xun Er, please!"

Xun'er nodded, her expression slightly solemn, she stretched out her right hand, her blue sleeves slipped slightly, revealing her snow-white wrist.

Everyone in the audience held their breath, this ancient clan's double gods are definitely a blow to other big clans! Once confirmed, I am afraid that they will be out of breath for thousands of years! Concessions are required in every way!

Both of them are the reserve seedlings of high-level saints!

In the era when the Dou Emperor was absent, some races with slightly declining bloodlines, the high-ranking saints were the strongest in the clan, and they were firmly seated as the patriarch!

How can it be compared with ten thousand years ago?

However, the two owners of the ancient gods are women. If...if they can get married, it is simply the hope of a prosperous race!

To put it badly, in their eyes, women with divine blood are more like flawless reproductive tools. From ancient times to the present, without talking about fighting emperors, it is only the half emperors who are above all ethnic groups, how many are women?

According to the records in the clan, only the half emperor Gu Sujin of the ancient clan five thousand years ago was a female, the others...

"Om!~"

Xun'er is not as relaxed and freehand as her sister, but with all her strength, the divine blood in her body turns into a dragon of qi and blood, rushing away from her right arm!

The energy burst out, the blue sleeves fluttered, scraped back, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin, and before I could appreciate the creamy high jade, the whole arm seemed to be transparent and turned into light gold.

In an instant, the breath of the classical goddess transforms into holiness!

When people look at it, it will gradually become filthy, and they want to look away, but they are firmly attracted by the light.

One star, five stars...

Like Gu Mo'er, she is in a rush!

Xun'er's pretty face was full of solemnity, she took a breath, and just as she was about to hit the astrolabe hard, she found that the power of the bloodline had completely occupied the astrolabe!

She opened her mouth slightly, as if incredulous.

It's obvious that she hasn't exerted her strength yet!

Isn't this astrolabe deliberately changed by my sister?

How can this happen?

She has been accumulating energy for a long time!

Liar?

"Gu Xun'er, divine blood!"

Elder Tongxuan shouted while pulling his throat. The descendants of the ancient clan in the audience cheered, and the children of the other major clan also applauded separately to show their respect.

Elder Tongxuan guiltily used his soul power to glance in the direction of the emperor altar, only to let out a deep sigh of relief after realizing that there was no movement.

"Gu Xun'er, the blood of the gods! With the colorful celestial pen, the colorful ethnic patterns are condensed!"

This time ~IndoMTL.com~ not only Xun'er was stunned, but even some well-informed clansmen were also in a daze.

Didn't you say that there is only one colorful ethnic pattern left?

Could it be that Elder Tongxuan was too excited and said the wrong word?

Elder Ke Tongxuan has already taken out the colorful Tiandi pen!

Could it be that I lost a generation? What kind of strong man has such a heaven-defying talent? !

Xun'er blinked her eyes and felt the warmth from her forehead. She immediately gathered her heart and soul, and was no longer disturbed by foreign objects.

Elder Tongxuan recalled the handwriting of the Dou Emperor ancestor, and poured his whole body Dou Qi into the colorful Tiandi pen, one stroke at a time, conscientiously.

In the distant imperial altar, the free energy stored in the underground rioted again, a dark mist protruded from the complex lines, and a pair of eyes were hidden in it! The breath is exactly the same as the ancient emperor before!

The line of sight penetrates the space, looking at the writer in the distance.

The subtle soul fluctuations are not noticeable, and Elder Tongxuan's speed of painting the colorful clan patterns is getting smoother and smoother.

Gradually, the black mist on the altar disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

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Luo Yunling, who was sitting in the stands and disguised as a disciple of the subordinate forces of the Eastern Region, touched his waist and abdomen with his hand.

Her injuries have not healed.

Murdering in the ancient world is too dangerous, but the effort is proportional to the reward.

In just two breaths, she only needs to hold up the one-star fighting saint with one blow, and she can safely return to the main **** space.

The light in his eyes flickered, gradually replaced by blood red.

While everyone's attention was on Gu Xun'er who painted the clan lines, Luo Yunling quietly came to the junction of several clans.

Various magic inscriptions under the dress, void-breaking charms, acceleration charms, flashing charms, negative buff unsealing charms...

Locking on the weakest targets, Luo Yunling stretched out her tongue and licked the corners of her lips, bright red suddenly...