"impossible!"

"I still don't believe it. I'm not the person in the center of the city. Can a genius do this? But I can instantly comprehend the runes here? Unless..." At this time, Qianyuelou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he was dead.

Staring at Ye Yan, he said coldly, "Boy, unless this is your ancestor's cemetery, the runes here are condensed by your ancestors, otherwise..."

"I see?"

"That's how it is?"

"Hahaha, what the young master said is that this place is definitely the cemetery where this kid's ancestor is. Otherwise, why could this kid do this?" The other deacons of the Qian Clan suddenly burst into laughter.

"Then you can see who this is the ancestral tomb of the ancestral tomb." Ye Yan shouted.

boom!

As the sound fell, Ye Yan stopped talking.

In an instant, the rune fell completely.

At this time, the appearance of this rune is also presented.

"What?"

"This rune?"

"Isn't this rune your Thousand Tribe rune?"

"I have seen Elder Qianzhongmu also used it back then, and said that this rune was condensed by the ancestors of your thousand clans, and it is unique to thousands of clans, and people from other clans cannot condense it."

"this?"

Gudong!

The Wang tribe, Wangling Valley, Bao tribe, Peng tribe, Xuanyuan Lingge and others were all surprised to see the runes in front of them.

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