Deep in the Kunlun Mountains, there is a majestic and uncanny palace complex that stretches for dozens of miles. It is where the Xuanyuan Ji family is located.
The golden glazed tiles shine dazzlingly in the sun. In front of the palace are nine white jade steps, engraved with real dragon totems. The scales and claws are flying, gradually rising up, like a roaring dragon sweeping into the sky.
In terms of scale and organizational structure, even the Forbidden City in Yanjing cannot compare with it.
In a sense, the status of the Xuanyuan Ji clan chief is much higher than that of the emperor.
After all, dynasties in the secular world will change every few hundred years, but the Xuanyuan Ji family has been passed down for thousands of years without declining.
In front of the palace, thousands of people gathered, including the guards of the Xuanyuan Ji family, but more of them were summoned by the Emperor's order, and the members of the major primitive tribes who came came dressed in various styles, holding
Wearing all kinds of strange weapons, he exudes powerful power.
"boom!"
Suddenly, hundreds of miles away, an extremely terrifying and sinister aura rose up, like beacon fire and smoke penetrating the heaven and earth. It could be felt even from a distance.
Everyone in the venue turned their heads and looked around, only to see a big flag fluttering in the wind, making a hunting sound, and the evil energy soaring into the sky, as if it was about to swallow up the heaven and earth.
The portrait of Chi You depicted on the banner seemed to "come alive" at this moment, turning into a giant hundreds of feet tall, standing tall and majestic, walking towards the direction of the palace.
"Oh my god! This is the Chiyou flag!"
The patriarch of a certain tribe had a look of undisguised horror on his face, his scalp was numb, and his body was trembling involuntarily, as if an animal had encountered a natural enemy.
These ancient remnants who have lived in seclusion for thousands of years own many ancient books recording the great battles in ancient times, so they naturally know how powerful the Chi You Banner is.
As soon as this flag was raised, the whole world was in awe.
Even the wise and powerful Huangdi relied on the Chi You Banner to unify the Central Plains.
But now, Chi You Banner has reappeared, how can they not be surprised?
"Thousands of years have passed, and the descendants of the devil still exist in the world!" someone exclaimed.
"Even if they are still alive, so what? They are just hanging on!"
"That's right! With so many of our tribes united this time, are we still afraid of some stragglers?"
"Back then, Lord Huangdi was able to kill the demon god Chi You. Today, under the leadership of Xuanyuan Ji, we will definitely be able to kill the enemy!"
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"Woooooooo..."
At this moment, a burst of impassioned music was played inside the Xuanyuan Ji clan, bells were rang and chimes were struck, and the music was melodious, which invisibly revealed a royal aura, enough to command the world and educate all people.
"It's "Wang Feng" from ancient times. It's said that this kind of music was played by the Yellow Emperor when he went on an expedition, but it has been lost for thousands of years. I didn't expect that the Xuanyuan Ji family still kept the music score!" someone exclaimed.
The older a family is, the more it pays attention to etiquette and orderliness.
In solemn occasions, according to each person's different status, there is a very strict order on where to stand, what clothes to wear, and what to say, and must not be violated.
And now, the sound of "Wang Feng" means that the clan leader of the Xuanyuan Ji clan is about to arrive.
"Rumble, rumble, rumble..."
Suddenly, there was a loud noise, like thousands of troops galloping.
Everyone turned around and saw hundreds of bronze chariots driving out of the palace.
The surface of the chariot is stained with rust and full of traces left by swords, recording the fierce battles it has experienced. It also reveals the vast atmosphere of ancient times, as if it brings people back to that world.
The chariot is pulled by a divine war horse, which is snow-white in color without any mottling. It is one foot long from head to tail, hoof to ridge, and eight feet high. It is the legendary horse "Jade Lion Zhaoye".
This horse is born with hair around its neck, like an army, with a violent personality, and its body will glow with silvery white light at night, hence its name.
It is said that the horse that made Zhao Yun invincible after seven entries and seven exits on Changban Slope, and the horse that survived falling into a trap but could leap up again, was the Zhaoye Jade Lion.
On top of each chariot, there are four warriors of the Xuanyuan Ji clan, wearing armor and hanging weapons on their waists, with fighting intent and murderous intent, like a torrent of steel, unstoppable.
This army is the elite cultivated by the Xuanyuan Ji clan!
Although there are only more than 400 people, any one of them will be a top-notch master. If the whole army attacks, they can conquer any sect in the world and conquer the Central Plains.
And these chariots have been handed down from ancient wars.
At that time, Huangdi Xuanyuan unified the world and was also known as the "King of Ten Thousand Chariots".
The so-called ride refers to chariots. At his peak, the Yellow Emperor owned tens of thousands of chariots, making him invincible and crushing everything.
However, after thousands of years, most of the chariots have been destroyed, and in the end only these hundred remained.
But after being baptized by countless wars, these chariots contain incredible divine blessings, which can keep soldiers' morale high and fearless of death.
At this moment, in the center of hundreds of bronze chariots, there is a huge golden chariot, which is several times larger than the other bronze chariots.
On the surface of the golden chariot, images of the sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers are engraved. In addition, there are dense formations, revealing a sacred, vast and lofty atmosphere.
Even the hell chariot made by the Wuji Demon Emperor and capable of opening the gate of Abi Hell cannot compare with it.
The cart was not pulled by a lion from Zhaoyuye, but by nine dragons.
Every dragon has strength comparable to that of a powerful person in heaven.
On top of the golden chariot, three tall and tall figures stood.
The ancestor of the Ji family stood in the center, while the patriarch Ji Changhe and the young master Ji Yuanhao stood on both sides.
Even though he was standing together with the two elders, Ji Yuanhao, who had forged a pure body, still exuded an unparalleled aura of domineering power, like a dazzling star, making it impossible to ignore his light.
"Ho ho ho..."
The nine dragons roared, pulling the golden battlefield, and rolled over the earth with invincible power, just like the divine dragon pulling the Emperor of Heaven.
Seeing such a grand scene, everyone in the venue was shocked and shocked. They were shocked by the thousand-year-old foundation of the Xuanyuan Ji family.
Soon, the golden chariot arrived in front of the palace.
"Plop! Plop! Plop..."
Thousands of people in the venue, regardless of their status, knelt on the ground and said in unison:
"We were summoned by the Human Emperor's order and came in compliance with the ancient covenant!"
"Meet the Master of the Xuanyuan Ji Clan!"
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Ji Yuanhao stood on the golden chariot, looking down at the many people kneeling in front of him, his mood seemed to have been baptized.
When you stand at the top of the mountain, you can see the smallness of all living beings.
Among these people, there are the heads of various major sects, chiefs of primitive tribes, and many powerful people in heaven.
But at this moment, they all knelt on the ground and bowed their heads.
"Yuanhao, what did you see?" Ji family ancestor suddenly asked.
Ji Yuanhao pondered for a long time, his eyes flashed, and he slowly spit out four words:
“The country is picturesque!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yuanhao's body suddenly burst out with a spirit of guiding the country and ruling the world, as if he had undergone a transformation and became a true king.
The entire land of China is magnificent and picturesque.
And he, Ji Yuanhao, was the one who started painting.
"Hahaha... What a picturesque country!" Ancestor of the Ji family praised: "Today is the first battle of your birth. I will leave this stage to you, and it is up to you to mobilize the troops! As long as you kill them
Descendants of the demon god Chi You, the day when you will rule the world is just around the corner!"
"Thank you, ancestor!"
Ji Yuanhao looked overjoyed.
The next moment, Ji Yuanhao turned his head and looked in the direction of Chi You Banner, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and said loudly: "Where is Chang Xian's tribe?"
"here!"
A shout came from the northeast corner.
It was a square formation of a hundred people, obviously composed of a certain tribe, with their upper bodies naked and various animal skins wrapped around their waists. There was a big drum placed in front of each person.
"Back then, the ancestor of your tribe, Chang Xian, obtained the bones of the thunder beast Kui Niu and made a giant Kui Niu skin drum. One blow shook five hundred miles, and consecutive blows shook three thousand eight miles. It shook the heaven and the earth, and frightened ghosts and gods! Today, we will do it again
Please use Kui Niugu to kill the enemy hundreds of miles away!" Ji Yuanhao gave the order.
"As you command!"
Chang Xian's tribe of hundreds of warriors shouted in unison, then took out drumsticks and prepared to beat.
