Chapter 639

Ye Sen wanted to catch up, but was stopped by the ancestor of the Spirit Race, and all the three holy spirits showed respect.

But in their eyes, there is still a bit of fear, because they don't know when these ancestors will disappear.

"Let him go, that thing will come sooner or later, it can't be avoided, but at least it won't endanger the Holy Spirit Continent first!"

The ancestors of the Spirit Race turned their heads and glanced at them, "You have to be prepared, this day will come sooner or later, whether the Spirit Race will last forever depends on you."

The three holy spirits were all furrowed, and it was recorded in the Spirit Race that it was the doomsday when all living beings would be destroyed.

Only then did Ye Sen understand that these ancestors were not incapable of stopping Suzaku and Ye Tianze, they just let Ye Tianze go, thus transferring the crisis to the Chaos Continent.

Taking advantage of these ancestors' wisdom, Ye Sen asked: "Dare to ask the ancestors, how should we survive the catastrophe?"

"Looking for the Tiangong clan, borrowing the boat of the era, there is a glimmer of hope to survive the catastrophe." The ancestors of the spirit clan said in unison.

The three holy spirits were stunned. They knew that the Tiangong family had disappeared for a long time. For thousands of years, no one could find their traces.

The middle-aged creature was about to ask where to find the Tiangong clan. The ancestor of the spirit clan suddenly joined the battle and did not answer.

Accompanied by the dazzling light, the countless ancient corpses of the Spiritual Race were all sucked back, merged into the great formation, and finally turned into a point of origin and disappeared.

And the gate of the starry sky is also closed.

"When the doomsday comes, we will wake up again, and then...will help you..." The voice came.

Chaos Continent, Southern Territory.

"Grandpa, after the mountain in front, it is Tiannan. You hold on. When you reach Tiannan, Mr. Lan said that he has arranged the best doctor for you to heal your wounds. You..." Tang Tianjun was at the junction of Tiannan and the southern border. Carrying the old man on his back, he runs very fast.

Tang Tianjun's body was all wounded, and the old man's breath was already very weak, but his eyes were still bright.

"Grandpa asked you a question, answer me honestly," the old man said.

"Grandpa, don't talk..."

"Shut up! I ask, you answer."

"Grandpa...you...you ask, and I will definitely answer you."

"Tianjun, do you still remember your mission?"

"Remember, after the bloodline is restored, revive the Futian clan and bring the clansmen out of the predicament." Tang Tianjun's eyes were wet, and he had an ominous premonition.

"Have you remembered the witch hunt magic?" the old man asked.

"Remember...remember...remember!" Tang Tianjun's tears fell in an instant.

Although he is honest, he is not stupid.

"Just remember it, just remember it."

A relieved smile suddenly appeared on the old man's face, "Finally, if you promise grandpa one more thing, you must promise grandpa, marry a daughter-in-law, have a baby...cough,cough..."

"Grandpa, I beg you...don't say anything, I promise you everything, but...but...I want you to accompany me...accompany me to continue..." Tang Tianjun burst into tears.

The old man raised his hand and slapped it down, but he seemed very weak. After the fight, he felt distressed: "Silly boy, no one in this world can live forever, they will all grow old, get sick and die. The one who accompanies you throughout your life is not Grandpa, but your belief, yes Your future significant other... Obedient, Fu Tianshi bleeds, not tears!"

Tang Tianjun wiped away the tears under his eyes, but the tears still fell. This is the person who accompanied him growing up, the person he trusted most, but he was about to leave him.

"Grandpa...I promise you...I promise you...but...when I get married and give birth to a baby, they still want...I want you...I want you to teach them to hunt, I want you to teach me... "Tang Tianjun said.

"Silly child, grandpa will always be by your side, grandpa will watch you marry and have children, grandpa will watch them..." The old man's breath became weaker and weaker.

He has lived a very depressing life in this life, and the curse in his blood has caused him to suffer and suppress all his life!

He hadn't fought such a hearty battle for a long time. He was not in pain, just a little regretful that he didn't die on the battlefield.

The blood of Futian's blood is the blood of war, it was born for the battle, and dying on the battlefield is his most longing wish in this life.

Looking at the blue sky in front of him, and the boy who has grown into a man in front of him, his eyes are full of gratification.

He has already taught what he can teach him, and during this period of time, he has taught him everything, and how far he can go in the end depends on him.

With a slow sigh, the old man suddenly sang that song, that song that had been banned in the human race for a long time!

"Beginning in the very beginning, there was my race."

"Thousands of years of blood hate, the sea is difficult to calm."

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"The demon is in power and bullies me into the weak."

"The body of an ant, can An Neng fight..."

"No war! No war..."

His voice was a little low, not as strong and fierce, but there was a will to fight to the death...

Suddenly, his body glowed with vitality, he broke free from Tang Tianjun's back, he looked at the Chaoyang in the distance, and rushed towards it.

Tang Tianjun turned around to chase, but was yelled at: "Go away, otherwise, I'll die in front of you now!"

Tang Tianjun was a little hesitant. He faced the sunlight and looked into the distance, and found that there were more than a dozen figures galloping towards them. They were the Huangquan killers who were chasing them and the powerhouses of the Dutian clan.

He held the sword in his hand, his arms trembling slightly.

At that time, the war song sounded again, this time with a high-pitched voice, reaching the Jiuzhongtian: "No war, no war! Repair my spear, sharpen my armor..."

"No war! No war!"

"Blood is not dry, death is not a truce!"

The old man rushed towards the rising sun, and his body released a monstrous fighting spirit, which scared the courage of those Huangquan killers.

The elders of the Futian Clan, who had lost their soldiers and generals during this period of time, even the cold-blooded killers still gave birth to respect.

In their eyes, the old man under the shining light had an extremely radiant image. He stood there like a mountain that no one could shake, and they did not dare to take a step forward.

Tang Tianjun turned his back and walked away, the singing became farther and farther away from him, tears wet his face, wet his shirt, and shattered his weak heart.

When this heart is broken, a new heart emerges from the shell, and he is no longer a "silly child", because no one will call him a silly child again.

"No war! No war!"

"God bless my clan, God bless my emperor!"

Tears fell and stopped, the singing gradually drifted away, but his footsteps became heavier and heavier. He is now the patriarch of the Futian clan.

The mountain that supported his growth collapsed!

But he promised Grandpa that he would lead the Futian Clan to rise again. He promised Grandpa that he would marry a wife and have children and continue the Futian Clan.

He can only... let himself be that mountain!