Fantasy: Sign in at the beginning of Yanyun Eighteen Riders

The beautiful face, coupled with the glamorous temperament, makes people suffocate.

However, after a while, Lu Yu's mood stabilized.

Looking at Patriarch Lingyu, he said.

"I'm late!"

"Your Majesty, don't say that. I, the Spirit Rain Clan, are incompetent. Not only can I not help Your Majesty, but it also distracts you from fighting the Desolate Clan!"

When Supreme Lingyu said this, he looked at Lu Yu carefully, and he was relieved quietly when he found that there was no intention of dislike him in the other party's eyes.

Then, he said slowly.

"Your Majesty, after my bloodline is activated, it is very likely that people from the Xuanming clan will come and lead me back to the clan. When the time comes, my clansmen, please take care of me!"

However, after hearing the voice, Lu Yu said.

"Your mother has been suppressed. After you go back, will there be a good end!"

After hearing the voice, Lingyu Supreme didn't speak. She knew in her heart that after she went back, the best result would be to be imprisoned like her own mother.

After all, her identity is not recognized.

But now she really didn't want to involve Lu Yu.

The Xuanming clan is definitely not something that the human race can match now.

At this moment, Lu Yu seemed to have seen what was going on in her heart.

Just when I was about to speak.

Outside the main hall, a surge of energy diffused at this time, and then it rained cats and dogs.

A figure, ignoring the guards outside the door as nothing, walked in slowly.

This is a tall man with long silver-white hair.

The breath that emanates is powerful and amazing.

Lu Yu could clearly feel that the opponent was definitely not just as simple as the Supreme Realm, but must have reached a higher level.

Just after appearing, he opened his mouth.

"It's really interesting that there are still people in the Spirit Rain Clan who can activate bloodlines.

If so, come with me! "

The voice sounded, revealing a trace of teasing.

And just as he finished speaking, before patriarch Lingyu could speak.

Lu Yu made a cold voice.

"No one can take her away today!"

"who are you?"

The strong Xuanming tribe looked at Lu Yu with strange eyes, but he was not angry.

At this time, the other party glanced at the nervous Supreme Master Lingyu, and then said solemnly.

"Human Emperor!"

The moment the voice fell, the system voice sounded in his mind in an instant.

"Ding, may I ask the host, do you sign in at the Mythical Battlefield!"

Then, I saw the strong man of the Xuanming clan, with murderous intent blooming in the scarlet eyes at this time.

He stared at Lu Yu, as if locking it.

Always be ready to get your hands dirty.

280 Nine Chapters of Blood

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and obtaining the bloodline of the ancestor witch Xuanming!

Note: It is the blood of returning to the ancestors, among the thousands of worlds, it can reach the top five hundred! "

After hearing the voice, Lu Yu showed great joy. This is the blood of Wu Xuanming, the ancestor of the rain.

The strength is astonishing, and it is a top existence in the prehistoric world.

Obtaining such a bloodline means that.

As long as it is cultivated carefully, a strong man who can rival Xuan Ming will appear.

How could he not be excited.

But then, a wry smile appeared on his face.

No strong man was signed in, it seems that today he can only deal with the strong Xuanming clan in front of him.

And right now.

The master of the Xuanming clan also moved.

He stepped forward with a huge pressure.

Gaze and Lu Yu said.

"Are you going to stand up for this Lingyu patriarch!"

His voice sounded, and his scarlet eyes were shining brightly.

The white hair on his head was rippling, and his murderous intent was even worse.

Feeling the pressure, Lu Yu still showed no fear, and his body was filled with mana, resisting the coercion.

The Xuanyuan sword in his hand clanked, as if he was about to fight.

However, at this time, Lingyu Supreme stepped forward directly and blocked Lu Yu's front.

Then he spoke.

"Don't hurt His Majesty the Emperor, I will follow you!"

There was a touch of despair in her voice.