"Qinshan, your family has never had any powerful ancestors?" Huang Shaotian asked at Qinshan.

Qin Shan touched his nose, and even his previous grief was disturbed by the strange scene in front of him.

He shook his head, "The Emperor of Qinling is surnamed Qin, but that is not my ancestor."

"And you?"

Huang Shaotian glanced at Huang Xiaoai, then smiled bitterly, "The elder of Tianyu Sect, Huang Hou, has the same surname as us. However, they are clearly natives from the upper realm."

Shaking their heads, they wanted to jump into a dragon, but they had no chance.

Gu Zhentian and others were a little excited and said, "You said, Lord Di Yu, will you send someone to see us?"

"If there is an envoy from Lord Emperor Yu, he will definitely be able to save his master."

After hearing their words, Qin Shan, Huang Shaotian and others were all looking forward to it.

As long as the envoy of Emperor Yu comes, he will definitely take action whether it is for the sake of the ancient clan or Xiao Chen.

After all, the ancient clan is one of the eight major slave clans under Emperor Yu.

Back then, the ancient clan had great military achievements and was almost the leader of the eight major slave clans.

However, when Emperor Yu went to the upper realm, among the eight slave clans, except for the Longyuan clans who tried to kill their master and were suppressed, the other six slave clans were taken away. However, the ancient clans were left behind and they suffered in the Western land.

As for Xiao Chen, he was the orthodox descendant of Emperor Yu and received the seal of the Nine Cauldrons.

Even if it is the envoy of Emperor Yu, if he sees Xiao Chen, he will probably have to perform the disciple ceremony.

However, dozens of people from the upper realm sects appeared, but from the beginning to the end, they still didn't hear any news about Emperor Yu.

"Have you forgotten us by Lord Emperor Yu?" Everyone in the ancient clan felt bitter.

Gu Zhentian shook his head flatly and said, "Impossible!"

"At the beginning, Master, I asked Lord Emperor Yu to show his spirit and give the Nine Cauldron Seal to help my ancient tribe escape. How could I forget us? I'm afraid, Lord Emperor Yu, there are other important things to do."

Hearing this, the hearts of the ancient clan members felt much more comfortable. However, they were still a little disappointed.

What was even more disappointing was Qin Shan and others.

It seems that the road to rescue people will not work when Emperor Yu envoys go to the rescue.

"Let's go and ask for something, are you?" At this moment, Feng Ling'er's eyes fell on those people from the upper realm not far away.

If they ask them directly, they may not agree.

But if you go to ask for the descendants of their ancestors, you may not be out of the chance.

Upon hearing this, Qin Shan, Huang Shaotian and others all had their eyes lit up slightly, "Yes, it's not time to go. Every time the ghost master stays in nothingness for a moment, there will be a little more danger."

"I remember Li, a descendant of Li, the ancestor of the God King Sect, was there. Xiao Chen and Li have a good relationship, so let's go and beg her." Huang Xiaoai suggested.

Although she didn't like Li very much, she had to beg her for the sake of Xiao Chen.

After all, time is precious now.

If Li Nian has his old love, he doesn't have to ask others for help to avoid wasting time.

Hearing this, the others naturally had no objection, and Feng Ling'er strode over directly. Huang Xiaoai, Hongdie and others hurriedly followed.

Soon, the group walked to Li's side.

Li Zheng was talking to the people from the God King Sect.

Feng Ling'er stepped forward and bowed deeply to Li, "Li, the master is now trapped in the void turbulence, and his life will be in danger at any time."

"I would like to ask all the immortals of the God King Sect to save the master."

Li Natural knew who the master Feng Ling'er was talking about. He nodded slightly when he heard this and was about to speak to everyone in the God King Sect.

After all, there is indeed a bit of love between her and Xiao Chen.

She is still willing to help with this.

But before he could speak, a young man in the Divine King Sect took a step forward and pointed to Feng Ling'er and said, "You, take the spear in your hand and show me."

Feng Ling'er was slightly shocked when she heard this. She grabbed the spear in her hand almost instinctively, and then took two steps back.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, the young man snorted coldly, "Didn't you ask for us? That's how you ask for help?"

Feng Ling'er's face changed slightly, and she suddenly felt a sense of uncertainty.

After a while, he gritted his teeth slightly, took two steps forward, and held the Pojun gun in his hand to the young man.

Even if this gun is of great significance to her.

But if she could get back Xiao Chensheng's hope, she would never hesitate at all.

The young man nodded with satisfaction and then grabbed the Pojun gun in his hand.

With the power inside his body, he poured into the Pojun gun.

Buzzing!

The Pojun gun suddenly trembled violently, and vaguely, it seemed as if there was an ancient dragon soul in it, about to rush out.

"Hiss!" For a moment, the young man's eyes suddenly became hot, "What a strong magic weapon, only I deserve such a magic weapon. Staying in the hands of those mortal wastes is simply a waste." xhttps://x

The other disciples of the God King Sect were all full of envy.

However, the young man was obviously of extraordinary status, so they naturally did not dare to fight with him. At that moment, they could only touch him and said, "That's it! Senior Brother Wang Teng is the first youngest person in my God King Sect, and is known as the Little God King. Such a magic weapon can only play a role in the hands of Senior Brother Wang Teng."

"In the hands of those ordinary wastes, it's simply a waste of resources."

Even the elder of the God King Sect suddenly opened his eyes, and a light burst out from his eyes.

Feng Ling'er and others were displeased when they heard their words. Would they be scolding Xiao Chen as a waste?

But now, they have something to ask for, so they can only forcefully endure this tone.

Feng Ling'er took a deep breath and said, "Immortal Wang Teng, now you can go and save my master, right?"

"Save your master?" Hearing this, Wang Teng sneered, "When did I promise to help you save someone?"

"You..." Feng Ling'er and others were all in a state of eloquence when they heard this. They never expected that Wang Teng would repent.

Now that he has seized the Pojun gun, he is unwilling to save people.

At that moment, Feng Ling'er suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Pojun gun, "Return it to me!"

But, with Wang Teng's cultivation level, how could Feng Ling'er take back the Pojun gun?

"Hmph!" Wang Teng snorted coldly and slapped Feng Ling'er directly.

Bang!

Feng Ling'er's cheeks suddenly swollen, her body rolled upside down, and she fell to the ground hard, then suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood.xhttps://x/
Chapter completed!