Fantasy: Sign in at the beginning of Yanyun Eighteen Riders

But here I am, it's all over! "

When his voice sounded, there was a trace of anger.

Originally thought that the current lineup was enough to destroy the killing clans, how could they have imagined that people from all clans would be killed by the opponent instead.

To him, this was a hot slap in the face.

After seeing the Patriarch of the War King, Lu Yu's face was still cold.

Then, the system sound in my mind sounded at this moment.

"Ding, may I ask the host, are you signed in at the elite level, the ancient battlefield?"

Sure enough, it is the patriarch of the King of War, who actually directly raised the battlefield to the elite level.

After hearing the voice, Lu Yu couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

However, without the slightest hesitation, he immediately spoke.

"Sign in!"

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"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and obtaining Xingtian's blood!"

After the sound of the sound.

In Lu Yu's system space, a blood-colored Lingzhu appeared at this moment.

Among them was a strong man, roaring upwards, holding a battle ax in his hand.

Hair fluttering around, as if to kill everything.

"Battle! Fight! Fight!"

Faintly, Lu Yu could hear a God of War roaring.

It seems to be suppressing everything.

It was the ancient god of war, Xing Tian.

After feeling the powerful blood power in the blood bead.

The smile on Lu Yu's face could not be concealed at this moment.

Then, he looked at the patriarch of the war king.

I saw that the other party at this time was already eager to try, ready to step forward.

Lu Yu didn't hesitate, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and a bloodline bead appeared in his hand.

The crystal luster is blooming.

A fighting spirit surged into the sky at this moment.

Looking at the King of War clan, he said.

"Do you know each other?"

The voice sounded, and the patriarch of the King of War, who was about to do something, shrank involuntarily at this moment.

"The bloodline beads of ancient ancestors!"

When his voice came out, he trembled a little.

Even more incredible.

The Zhanwang family suffered too much. The ancient ancestors almost enjoyed all the glory.

They swept across one side, exterminated countless clans, and attacked against the sky.

No matter which one is released, it can show off for a lifetime.

But after the defeat, all the suffering fell on the Zhanwang family.

Locked in this wildness, unable to move an inch.

It is difficult to find even places suitable for the cultivation of the clansmen.

The first stage of the upper heaven is almost the limit of their cultivation.

The power of the bloodline cannot be continued, and there is not enough inheritance, so it can only wait for death.

Everyone thinks they are a group of cursed people.

Even in this barren land, there is still some residual prestige. In the outside world, today's Zhanwang family is almost not worth mentioning.

However, the bloodline bead in Lu Yu's hand gave him hope.

Such a rich and pure blood.

As long as you absorb it yourself, you can hope to reappear the peak of the ancient ancestors.

How can the Patriarch of the King of War not be excited.

However, he is the patriarch after all.

After a while, he calmed down.

Looking at Lu Yu, he said slowly.

"Tell me about your condition.

As long as I can do it, I will definitely agree! "

The four weeks of fighting were nothing to him.

Restoring the glory of the ancient ancestors is his only purpose.

And just when his voice just fell.

At this time, Lu Yu had a smile on his face.

"Surrender to me!"

When the voice sounded, there was a hint of indisputable color.

The brows of the Patriarch of the War King frowned instantly.