The land of eternity is boundless, presenting a wild scene. Huge continents and ancient stars can be seen everywhere, and deathly silence and coldness coexist.
Xiao Ye was like an ant that broke into the wild world. Even the World Lord-level sound-transmitting golden beads couldn't contact Taixu and Jiang Kong. He could only choose a direction and move forward cautiously.
"This eternal place is structured by several intermediate holy paths, and is much more stable than the Three Thousand Worlds."
Xiao Ye punched hard, and the surrounding space was only turbulent, causing faint cracks, which were quickly repaired, so he carefully investigated and suddenly looked horrified.
The intermediate holy path that structured the Eternal Land was so vast that it was impossible to fathom. It produced such a strong suppressing force that he could not even teleport and could only fly quickly.
When Xiao Ye rushed into the starry sky of the Eternal Land, he encountered a storm. White holy flames swept in, even his holy body was scorched, and he quickly turned around and sped away.
After finally rushing out, most of Xiao Ye's holy body was burned, which was extremely thrilling.
Next, Xiao Ye passed through several desperate situations in succession. Each one was full of dangers, and even the holy consciousness could not penetrate it. If it were other saints, they would have fallen long ago. Only a supreme saint like him could persevere all the way.
Now.
But even so, half a month had passed, and not only had he not seen a single treasure, his holy body had been destroyed several times.
"It's too dangerous here."
Xiao Ye landed on a continent, adjusted his breathing for a moment, and was about to continue on the road. Suddenly his eyes froze and he looked forward.
I saw that in the center of this continent, there was a huge canyon with waterfalls and rumbling sounds, and the scenery was quite beautiful.
The mist in the canyon is like a fairyland.
Xiao Ye flew over and found ten holy sources at the entrance of the canyon.
"There is a Holy Source here!" Xiao Ye was quite surprised. He put it into the space ring and glanced around, and saw twenty more Holy Sources ten feet away.
"This is?"
Xiao Ye frowned slightly and looked forward again.
I saw that from the entrance to the depths of the canyon, there were treasures left every ten feet. There were holy sources, holy weapons, and jade slips of holy dharma. They stretched all the way into the canyon, and the treasures were hidden deeper and deeper.
The more precious it is, like a treasure road, exuding alluring fluctuations.
"Something weird!"
Xiao Ye forcibly suppressed his inner impulse and stopped at the entrance. He soon felt a blazing blood energy fluctuation, just like the Yangtze River, surging deep in the canyon.
"There is definitely a big crisis here. Fortunately, I stopped!" Xiao Ye's heart trembled.
"Huh, the treasure here doesn't belong to you!"
At this moment, a cold shout was heard, mixed with the sound of breaking through the air, and a middle-aged man in a golden robe came across the sky, staring at Xiao Ye coldly with a pair of eyes full of evil.
"I unexpectedly met the Holy King of the Ancient Celestial Clan. It seems that he was also separated from his companions." Xiao Ye looked up and narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the other party's attire.
"Then I'll leave it to you." Xiao Ye shrugged, turned around and left.
Among the many ancient clans, there was not much conflict between the ancient Celestial clan and him.
"You know what you're interested in."
The man in gold robe waved his hand, and all the treasures at the entrance of the canyon were suddenly picked up from the sky and put into the space ring by him.
Immediately afterwards, the man in golden robe explored the inside of the canyon. After hesitating for a moment, he still did not suppress his inner impulse, and the skilled man rushed in boldly.
"ah!"
Soon, the earth-shattering sound of battle sounded, and it only lasted for a few breaths before ending with a scream.
Obviously, the man in golden robe may have died.
"What is there in this canyon?"
Xiao Ye stopped and looked behind him, his scalp a little numb.
I saw the treasure light flashing in the canyon, and the treasure collected by the holy king of the ancient Celestial Clan flew up into the air and landed at the entrance of the canyon again.
Xiao Ye resisted the urge to turn around and speed off.
Flying all the way, when Xiao Ye stopped again, he had already passed through a galaxy. The place was no longer dead, but there were terrifying waves of battle, shaking the galaxy, and the destructive aura was overwhelming.
"It's the Holy King fighting!"
Xiao Ye slowly lurked over, and a desolate planet appeared in front of him, with countless strange peaks and mountains on it.
The most astonishing thing is that there are at least a hundred figures on this planet, either sitting cross-legged, looking up at the sky, standing with hands behind their hands, or lying down, and each one of them exudes a holy spirit.
level of pressure.
But the strange thing is that these figures are surrounded by a layer of death and have lost the breath of life. They have existed for who knows how many years, but they are still lifelike and indestructible with time.
"Holy Corpse!"
"These are all holy corpses!"
A frightening light burst out from Xiao Ye's eyes.
What is the most attractive thing in the Eternal Land?
There is nothing better than the fragments of the Holy Path formed by the prisoners sanctioned by the temple. If you are lucky and find the corpse of a Saint who has understood the same Holy Path as you during his lifetime, you may be able to rise to the nine heavens and realize the Holy Path by taking a few more steps.
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No matter how bad things are, you can still understand one more holy way.
And on this planet, there are actually more than a hundred holy corpses, making it a veritable star for burial of saints.
"No wonder it caused these ancient saint kings to fight." Xiao Ye did not rush forward immediately, but looked warily at the starry sky not far away.
At this moment, in this starry sky, twenty holy kings are fighting, divided into two camps, from the Dayan Ancient Clan and the Yiren Ancient Clan.
The holy kings of the two ancient tribes rushed into the starry sky to fight fiercely in order to avoid affecting the Burial Saint Star.
"These guys are fighting inextricably, but they created opportunities for me." Xiao Ye restrained all his aura and slowly approached, choosing the right moment.
Whoosh!
At a certain moment, Xiao Ye suddenly shot out like a sharp arrow. At the same time, the power of the Holy Order surged, forming a big hand and grabbing the ancient star.
"Damn it, someone is robbing the holy corpse!"
"Ma De, it's the new Saint Xiao Ye!"
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Xiao Ye's action brought the fighting to a halt. The twenty holy kings all looked at each other, and it seemed that the holy king of the Dayan Ancient Clan was even more murderous. He shouted in anger and rushed over quickly.
They were fighting, and someone was taking advantage of them, and it was Xiao Ye!
boom!
The ancient star rumbled, and the holy hand had already grasped a holy corpse.
"Haha, thank you all!"
Xiao Ye was ecstatic, without hesitation, his speed reached its peak, he grabbed the holy corpse and turned around to leave.
Being chased by twenty holy kings is no joke.
What's more, as time goes by, there will be more and more powerful ancient people coming to this burial star, and it is already considered a good thing to grab one.
"Forget it, he just stole a holy corpse, don't chase it anymore, the most important thing is to guard the burial star."
Seeing Xiao Ye fleeing, the Holy King of the Yiren Ancient Clan was the first to stop.
"Here you wait for the coming of the Son."
But among the Dayan Ancient Clan, an old man in blue robe walked out.
