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"That's good!"

Then, he entered the palace.

After seeing Lu Yu return.

There was excitement in the eyes of the concubines.

And Lu Yu's eyes swept over them one by one, when they fell on Hong Ling.

It was found that the other party's lower abdomen was already slightly bulging at this time.

In a few months, the baby should be ready to be born.

Such a scene made Lu Yu very pleased.

After accompanying his concubines for a while.

Lu Yu returned to the hall.

Said to Cao Zhengchun who was standing aside.

"I have a few spiritual veins here, you send someone to Xiao He and ask him to place them in the states!"

As long as the eighth-grade spiritual veins are placed in all the states of the human race, at least the richness of the spiritual energy will not be worse than those of the big clans in the alliance.

In this case, the human race only needs to develop silently.

"As ordered!"

After receiving the order, Cao Zhengchun said respectfully.

Then, he stepped back cautiously.

And at this time.

At this time, the wild land in the south.

On a mountain that soars into the sky.

Almost into the cloud.

Around this mountain peak, there are spirit cranes flying, and the top of the mountain is even more golden.

From time to time, the sound of monkeys crying and tigers roaring, it is really a fairy cave.

This is Lingyuan Peak.

It is also the cave of Lingyuan Patriarch.

He is the top powerhouse in the entire coastal wasteland.

Now at the foot of the mountain, there are a large number of people of all ethnic groups kneeling.

They looked extremely pious, with pleading expressions on their faces.

Someone roared at this moment.

"Old Ancestor, the human race is deceiving people too much, and in a short period of time, they have wiped out more than a dozen great clans.

If you don't make a move, we will die in the hands of the human race! "

A patriarch spoke at this time, his voice full of sorrow.

Others also begged.

They are all registered disciples of the ancestor Lingyuan.

It is also the patriarch of the party.

After hearing the voice, he stood on the top of the mountain and looked down at the Baihuang below, with a complex look in his eyes.

Then, walk towards the Lingyuan Hall.

330 Seven Chapters of Spirit Origin Patriarch

The southern coastal land of the entire southern part of the state.

There are 36 cave ancestors, and each of them has an eighth-rank spiritual vein.

To recruit disciples widely, the strength is no small matter.

The Yellow-browed Patriarch was one of them, but he was not good at taking care of it, so he let him cool down a good Huangmei Peak, and finally packaged and sold it to the Lingyuan Cave Master, and then caused trouble everywhere.

In the end, he died in the territory of the human race.

And this Lingyuan Patriarch, although ranked in the middle of the 36 Dongfu, is the wealthiest one.

Very good at business.

His registered disciples have all become patriarchs in the nearby big clans.

True disciples are even more powerful and have reached the mid-heaven position.

In the southern part of the state, it has a great reputation.

And the last emperor of the human race worshiped under his sect.

At this time, seeing someone suing the human race, the White Emperor felt a little complicated.

When he entered the hall.

Looking at the old man above, he said respectfully.

"Master, all the juniors have come, and now they are kneeling at the foot of the mountain, please uphold justice!"

When the voice sounded, it seemed cautious.

And Lingyuan Patriarch, flicking his snow-white long beard, said lightly.

"Baihuang, this matter is related to the human race, what do you think?"

When the voice sounded, there was a hint of questioning.

After hearing the voice, Baihuang glanced carefully at Patriarch Lingyuan, and saw that the other party was not angry.

said carefully.

"Master, although I come from the human race, I have to say that the newly appointed Emperor is really a bit rampant.