At this moment, the middle of this mountain belly completely turned into a red gold, the altar was completely cracked, and the blood flowing on it bloomed into an endless divine glow, and all the divine substances contained in it were catalyzed to the extreme in an instant!

The four directions were full of golden mist, and the view was blocked.

"It's the breath of the elven god, I can't feel wrong!"

The voice of the vicissitudes of life sounded again, echoing throughout the mountainside: "Great elf god, are you returning from a hundred calamities?"

I knew you would return, and you wouldn't give up on your people!"

Next to the shattered altar, Xing Tian gasped heavily, his face showed a strange pale state, because he had lost too much blood and had to hold on to the altar to barely support his body, looking around, he found that he couldn't find the origin of the voice at all, the golden mist was the divine power that was fully activated in his blood, even Pixiu's eyes couldn't see through it.

At the very least, with the power of Pixiu that he has awakened now, he can't see through it!

Suddenly, two arms were placed under Xingtian's armpit and he wanted to help him up.

This came too suddenly, which startled Xing Tian, because he didn't notice that the other party was approaching him, and he turned around and wanted to fight back, but at this time, the person behind him actually spoke: "Wang, it's me!"

Xing Tian suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, hearing this voice should be Caesar's, so his tense body couldn't help but relax a lot and turned his head to see that it was Caesar and the other four masters, but he didn't know how they touched behind him.

For Caesar, Xingtian is still more assured, this is a fanatical admirer of the elven royal family, completely loyal to the elven throne, otherwise he can't launch a mutiny when he has just woken up and has not appeared for a long time, it is a mutiny against the great elder, if the great elder lets go of a blow, even if it will cause the collective opposition of the entire elven clan, but Caesar and the other four heroes definitely have no chance of survival.

They want to die to show themselves in front of the sight of the entire elves!

It can be said that Sijie is now the most trusted four people in the elf clan, and he doesn't believe any of them!

Great Elder, that may be a sincere person, but Xingtian can't trust him yet.

Vera?

That's even more!

That's a strange woman with a complete and independent sense of race!

The imperial blood in Xingtian's body is not enough to make her absolutely loyal, she is more concerned about whether Xingtian, a foreigner, can think about the elves wholeheartedly, or whether she can lead the elves to become strong!

What the appeal of the emperor's blood, what can open the heavenly bow, for that woman is a fart!

That woman never thought that one person could reverse the predicament of the entire elven race, she thought that after the war in the last years of the primeval years, the elven race should now leave behind the bullshit royal family and go on the road of outward expansion!

Expecting that woman to be loyal to herself, the owner of the Imperial Blood, is basically hopeless!

If the person sitting in the position of the Great Elder that day was Vera, I am afraid that in the end, the civil war of the elven clan would really start, and that woman did not want to sit on the throne of a foreign clan at all!

If it is not of my race, its heart will be different!

That's the woman's point of view, a realist in the bones!

If it were for that woman to support herself to the best of her ability, Xingtian would definitely not be at ease!

But now it is Caesar, Xing Tian suppressed the desire to attack in his heart, and asked in a deep voice: "What is the situation right now?"

"I don't know. ”

Caesar shook his head expressionlessly, and said softly: "Your imperial blood is too pure, far beyond the imperial blood of Prince Patria in the altar as a rating, the altar can't carry your power has completely collapsed, to be honest, I don't know who you have awakened now." ”

Xing Tian smiled bitterly in his heart.

Of course, his imperial blood is purer than that of Prince Patria, because what flows in his body is the blood of the elven god at all!

However, now is not the time to discuss this, Xing Tian looked around at the golden mist in all directions with a big gasp, and asked in a deep voice: "Have you ever encountered this situation when you first entered the Inheritance Ancient Land?

"This is the Imperial Blood Trace Array of the Elven Clan. ”

Caesar smiled bitterly: "Only the magic circle that can be awakened by the blood of the elves, when this altar was built, the leaders of the elf clan at that time engraved it on the altar in order not to let future generations forget this magic circle that belongs to the royal family.

Who knows, this thousand-year-old Imperial Blood Trace Array has been awakened by you, you haven't studied this big array, and it's normal to not find us, I'll draw the formation to you when I go back, and you can learn it too. ”

"King!"

Suddenly, Hammer, who had been silent all along, looked up and said, "Although I don't know which senior you have awakened, I think you must have awakened a very ancient being!"

And...... Eighty percent of this senior has seen the elven god!

Judging from his staccato words, he should have regarded you as a returning elven god!"

Xing Tian turned around: "What do you want to say?"

"The war spirit you awakened has been delayed for a long time, probably because it is afraid of you!"

Hammer gritted his teeth and said: "The last elf god is a woman, because men and women are different, so in her time, everyone is a child of the elf clan, and if you want to see the elf god, you must get the permission of the elf god before you can show up!"

I think if you summon that war spirit to appear, he'll show up!"

Xing Tian thought carefully about everything that had just happened, and felt that it seemed to really make some sense, and he couldn't help but be impressed by this Hammer.

This tall elf seems to be a little silent, but he always has amazing words, but he is really a talent!

"Hoo ......"

Xing Tian exhaled a long breath, turned to the nothingness of the four directions, and shouted in a deep voice, "Who the hell are you? Come out to see me!"

In an instant, the golden mist rolled in front of Xingtian, and then, the voice full of vicissitudes sounded again-

"Honorable king, your most loyal servant, Borgon, has come out to meet you. ”

"Lord Borgon!"

Augustus exclaimed, and in an instant it was already a stream of tears!

"Do you know this man?"

Xingtian looked deeply at Augustus, whose face was full of tears, and couldn't understand it, but he didn't know who this Borgon was, who could make Augustus, a giant man like an iron tower, cry like this.

"Lord Borgon, the ancestor of Augustus......"

On the side, Gustav sighed softly: "I didn't expect you to awaken the spirit of Lord Borgon."

Lord Borgon, he is the golden sword guard beside the elven god back then!!

At the beginning, when the various races rose up to destroy my elf clan, the elven god handed over the elf clan to Lord Borgon, burned the imperial blood of all the holy elves, shot down countless gods and demons with one arrow, and forcibly penetrated a spatial tunnel to send away all the clansmen who were still alive at that time!

After that, Lord Borgon led the remaining clansmen to hide left and right, and in the end, when there was really no way, he could only separate the white elves and gray elves at that time and escape in two parts, in order to ensure that our clan would continue to burn.

At that time, there was a dark history, and later Lord Borgon led the white elves to hide in the supreme battlefield, all the way to the bloody battle with the terrible creatures in the forbidden area, and finally came to the bottom of the Pampas Mountains on the shore of the Chaos Sea, which was able to gain a firm foothold, but he also suffered from frequent attacks due to his deteriorating health due to the perennial battle.

In the end, Lord Borgon couldn't resist it after all, and at the last moment of his life, he decided to withdraw his divine soul and enter the ancient land of inheritance in the situation of war spirit, leaving something for future generations. ”

"The man will not change his will until he dies, sacrifice my body, and make up for the cracks in the sky, but for the state clan, although he has died nine times, he still has no regrets!"

Caesar said in a deep voice, "This generous word that inspired my elven people for the endless years was uttered by Lord Borgon's angry roar before he died. ”

As he spoke, the golden mist in front of him had condensed into a human figure, and gradually walked towards Xingtian, and when he stood less than ten meters in front of Xingtian, he had already transformed into an old man.

This is a kind old man, dressed in a long robe, fairy wind bones, and a head full of white hair hanging down from his waist.

If I hadn't known that this was a war spirit, I am afraid that whoever came to see it would have thought that this was a living person!

Needless to say, this old man is that Borgon!

It's just that the moment he saw Xingtian, Borgon was obviously stunned: "Who are you? Are you the one who woke me up from my slumber?"

"My name is Xingtian, and I am the current Elf King!"

Xing Tian sighed softly, and after listening to the deeds of this old man, he respected this sincere sage very much, and his tone was much softer: "Now it has been hundreds of millions of years since you sat down, and now it is another era of civilization, I came from the land in the center of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and I inherited the elven throne because of the imperial blood in my body!"

"I see. ”

There was a hint of disappointment on Borgon's face: "But...... Why do you have the breath of an elven god on your body?"

Xing Tian couldn't help but caress his chest.

This...... It's my biggest secret!

Xing Tian was really reluctant to say all this, because every time he said it, he directly peeled off the scars on his body, making his whole heart bloody.

It's just that, in the face of this old man who has buried his life for the elves, can he refuse?

Xing Tian sighed softly and said astringently: "Because my heart belongs to the elven god......

The blood in my body is made from the heart of the elven god, and it naturally flows with the exact same breath as her!"

As soon as this statement came out, it was earth-shattering!

Sijie was dizzy and couldn't calm down for a long time.

On the contrary, Borgon did not show too much fierceness, but thought about something on his strange face.

After a long time, the old man raised his head and sighed softly: "I see, I see!"

The old man knows ......"

Xing Tian raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

"The Elven God was the most divination of all the primeval taboos, and she had expected everything before that damn war broke out. ”

The look on Borgon's face was extremely complicated, with a thick look of memory on her face: "One day, she suddenly told me that she saw destruction, that everything would cease to exist, and that even she was about to fall.

At that time, I didn't understand what she said, I just kept saying the impossible.

It's just that the elf god shook her head, she said that the existence will eventually go to decay and destruction, no one can escape, a flower withers and a flower blooms, this is reincarnation, although she is decayed in front of her, but in tens of millions of years there will be a flower similar to her but completely different blooming, with her will to lead the elves to the peak.

Everything will end at that time!

That flower, which is similar to her but completely different, will carry the supreme mission to be unique to eternity, to end the blood and fire of endless years, so that the world will have no sorrow, and the people will have no more tears. ”

"I vividly remember that God was smiling and she was calm. ”

"Until I die, I can't forget the smile she had and I didn't understand what she said. ”

"Until...... Now!"

The look on Borgon's face was indescribable, as if he was crying.

It's a pity that he is a war spirit and has no tears.

The moment he suddenly raised his eyes, Borgon pointed at Xingtian and said word by word: "You, young elf king!"

You are the flower that is similar to her and completely different from her in the mouth of God!"

“......”