Chapter 1257: Incorporation of the Yanjin Clan

"For posterity, that was from the beginning of the human ancestor to the last generation of his heirs, so..." Lin Qian said this and suddenly stopped.
At the next moment, Lin Qian's face also looked slightly embarrassed: "It seems like the last generation of Grandpa is me, right?"
"Lin family descendants, ancestors and grandchildren, this is the right way." Wei Ziliang on the side nodded after thinking about it.
After Yang Lianxin heard it, his mind was shaken and his expression was shocked.
Grandchildren?
The human race in front of him, his mother is the grandson of that human monster, rather than the offspring of a few generations later?
Age is not a problem, that figure is so tyrannical, and his heirs must also be very sturdy. It is normal to have grandchildren in the near term.
Yan Rulie and Yan Yifei were also taken aback by the side.
They only regarded each other as descendants of the Lin family, perhaps the descendants of the ancestors, many generations apart.
Who would have thought that it was actually a grandson?
In this case, Lin Qian's status and status are extraordinary. Once a grandson of a person's ancestor reaches the realm of immortality, his favor is definitely against the sky.
Yan Yifei was also stunned. If he realized something in his heart, he was the one who had seen Emperor Lin.
In his opinion, this Lin Qian should be the son of Emperor Lin in this lower realm.
"Young Master!" Yan Yifei hurriedly shouted at this time, lowering his head, "How this person is to be executed is all at your command."
Lin Qian glanced at each other faintly, and chuckled twice: "Kill, I have my own magical effect."
As Lin Qian's voice fell, Yang Lianxin, who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, was splitting his liver and gallbladder, and was preparing to fight with all his strength under this situation.
However, Wei Ziliang on the other side, moving faster than he thought, appeared in front of him in an instant, stretched out his hand to condense the sword light, and pierced the opponent's Dantian.
The spirit energy surged, smashing the Yang Lianxin's dantian from the Eight Eyes Protoss, and under the shock of the spirit energy, it rushed into the opponent's mind and annihilated his soul.
Before dying, Yang Lianxin looked at Wei Ziliang with disbelief in his eyes and eyes, "How can your strength..."
After he whispered these words, he died completely, leaving only his whole body.
Looking at the dead body of Yang Lianxin, Wei Ziliang didn't care and clapped his hands, looking very relaxed.
He could see that before Yang Lianxin was about to die, he was shocked at his realm, and he was also extremely contented.
He was seriously injured at the beginning and recovered from contact with Lin Qian's potion. During this period of time, he was nourished by the potion of the Chinese Empire. Following the practice of Prime Minister Zhugeming, his strength improved by leaps and bounds, with changes every day.
If time, the past Wei Shen Wei Ziliang, in these nine days, belonged to the pinnacle soul martial artist, then he is now a well-deserved overlord.
What he surpassed now was himself, and what he surpassed was all kinds of powerful enemies in that location boundary.
Yan Yifei on the side also brows fiercely, he can naturally see how terrifying Wei Ziliang's current strength is.
If you are facing yourself, I'm afraid that you will be taken down by the opponent in one face, the gap is too big!
"Your Majesty, this matter, our four clans' closeness and Wei Shen matter, I am afraid it will be communicated. Wang Dao Jianguo is only afraid..." When Lin Qian put Yang Lianxin's corpse on the ground into the fantasy star and handed it to Tiangong When the Ministry and the Medical Department were studying, the elder of the fantasy clan among the four clans on the side stepped forward and said.
In his tone, he was full of worries, afraid that there would be a big change over there.
Lin Qian waved his hand and signaled the other party to feel relieved: "On the side of the kingdom of the kingdom, I have arrangements, so there is no need to worry. The four-eyed spirit race, the clown dancing beam, I really didn't care."
"At this time, delaying time and all kinds of arrangements only made the battle erupt and smoother. With the least time and the least wastage, the momentum of thunder took the two major realms of the kingdom of the kingdom."
On the one hand, Yan Yifei was also amazed. Seeing those four races calling Lin Qian his Majesty, I am afraid it is not that simple to understand the other side, and it is not rootless.
He had also heard of the fact that there was a change in the Kingdom of the Kingdom.
Now it seems that this matter turned out to have something to do with the young master, so it's very interesting.
While thinking in his heart, Yan Yifei also brought Yan Rulie and a group of elders to Lin Qian to meet him.
"Young Master, thank you for your life-saving grace." After arriving in front of Lin Qian, Yan Yifei also saluted respectfully and was very grateful. "If there is any dispatch in the future, don't dare to fail!"
Yan Yifei said this from the bottom of his heart. He himself was half-stepped into the ghost gate, and he was about to die.
If it hadn't been for Lin Qian to give him the medicine to take it, let him completely recover from his injury, and even have diligence in his realm, breaking the bottleneck for many years and entering a new situation.
Saving his life and helping him break through is equivalent to regenerating parents.
In addition, Lin Qian's identity is the grandson of the ancestor and his own young master, and he must obey his orders.
With Wei Ziliang testifying next to him, this matter must not be false.
Moreover, he had also seen portraits of human ancestors, and people who had seen Emperor Lin's deity also saw that Lin Qian's appearance was so similar to them, it was simply carved out of the same mold.
The identity will not be wrong.
"It's just that the Young Master's identity is so exposed, there will be no problems, right?" Regarding the current situation, Yan Yifei was worried again.
Lin Qian signaled that it was OK, and said, "Don't worry, since I don't hide it, naturally I have my own way."
"It's hard to be a big deal by being sneaky and cowering."
Yan Yifei nodded and understood, and he also explained the current situation to the elder of his clan.
After thoroughly understanding the situation, the elders were also dumbfounded.
They also knew about the origins of the ancestors and their clan, but they didn't expect the origins to be so profound.
After the conversation, Yan Yifei was even more shocked and knew a lot of things.
Regarding the Nether Clan, about the Four Eyes Spirit Clan, and the characteristics of the Nether Clan, etc.
When they knew the truth, they were all silent,
Who could have imagined that this Nether Clan's people actually sneaked into their nine days and hid beside them.
Their purpose in these nine days turned out to be to plunder their qualifications and cultivate their own offspring generation after generation.
In this way, they seem to be ignorant, livestock kept in captivity for these nine days.
After they grow up, they will be plundered by the races in the Nether Race and become the nourishment for their younger generation.
This fact is unbearable if anyone knows it.
"Young Master, the Yanjin Clan is willing to merge into the empire, just to dedicate its strength, grow the empire, and fight the lost territories in the future, and punish the band of bandits!" After hearing everything, Yan Yifei's tone was firm.