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Chapter 2151 Forbidden Ancient Holy Son

"here it is?"

Xiao Ye looked around and saw a pair of stone gates appearing in front of him.

This pair of stone gates is about a thousand feet high, which is really intimidating. There are many marks carved on the gate, forming a mural, which actually builds an extremely huge force, lifelike, as if it is coming out through the wall.

This force is like a god, bathed in the sun, moon, thunder and lightning, standing in the nine heavens, accepting the sincere worship of thousands of races, and no one in the nine heavens and ten earths dares not to obey.

"The Shuangpu Ancient Clan, the Dayan Ancient Clan, the Tunkun Ancient Clan..."

Xiao Ye looked carefully and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Unexpectedly, traces of these ancient tribes were found in the murals, and they all knelt at the feet of that huge force.

"Is this force the forbidden ancient clan?" Xiao Ye's eyes were horrified.

It was hard for him to imagine how terrifying it must have been to have many ancient clans bow their heads.

"come in."

At this moment, a rumble sounded, and Qing Fan could be seen pushing open the stone door.

Xiao Ye quickly followed.

Behind the stone gate is a spacious palace with dazzling golden walls made of the same material as the Holy Pyramid.

In the center of the palace, there was a stone platform. The corpse placed on it was covered with green hair, which was extremely eye-catching.

"It seems to have the aura of ancient scriptures from the beginning!"

Feeling the faint fluctuations emanating from this corpse, I was suddenly pleasantly surprised.

The fluctuations emitted by this corpse were completely blocked by the pair of stone gates. No wonder he couldn't sense it outside the pyramid.

"The younger generation is tabooing the ancient clan member Xiao Ye to pay homage to the senior."

Xiao Ye took a step forward and saluted solemnly.

Although he was not guided by the forbidden ancient clan, he had cultivated the ancient scriptures of Taichu and understood the holy way of war, and he had long been connected with this ancient clan.

"Alas, Holy Lord Wufeng of the Forbidden Ancient Clan, once a human race, single-handedly destroyed a hostile race, and ended up in this situation. It's really sad."

"I have no evil thoughts left, not for revenge, but to protect the holy corpse of Saint Wufeng. Otherwise, even if it is exiled to the eternal land, it will not be preserved well."

"Now we finally have a member of the Forbidden Ancient Clan, old friend, you can rest in peace." Qing Fan sighed, as if thinking of the past.

Xiao Ye was stunned when he heard this and was in awe of Qing Fan.

Out of kindness, evil thoughts were born, just to protect this holy corpse?

He thought that he was burying the Holy Star and got the holy corpse that looked like a young boy.

The opponent was the Holy King of the Forbidden Ancient Clan, but the Holy Way was burned in the final battle, leaving no fragments of the Holy Way at all.

As for the sacred corpse of the Forbidden Ancient Clan, although the major ancient clans have been dealt with by the Human Race Temple, in order to prevent the Forbidden Ancient Clan from shining brightly again, the major ancient clans will never let it go.

Fortunately, I have Qing Fan’s protection.

"Senior Qingfan, it seems that even if the seven ancient tribes pass through the single-plank bridge, you will not let them enter the Holy Pyramid."

Xiao Ye asked.

"Haha!" Qing Fan smiled, not knowing whether he could, and then urged Xiao Ye to step forward.

The most precious treasure in the Holy Pyramid is nothing more than this.

"good!"

Xiao Ye's eyes were blazing, and his face was filled with anticipation.

What can he gain from a well-preserved holy corpse of a taboo ancient saint?

"Senior, don't blame me."

Xiao Ye stepped forward, muttered a few words silently in his mind, and tried to inject the power of the Holy Order into it.

The saint-level powerhouse of the Taboo Ancient Clan has the same origin as him.

For example, when he found Lang Xie's corpse in the human world, he used this method to activate the other party's obsession, and finally got the chance to become a saint.

So he wanted to give it a try.

But after waiting for a long time, there was still no reaction from the holy corpse, which made Xiao Ye sigh.

This holy corpse has obviously been processed by secret techniques. The origin and soul of the holy class have been obliterated. How can there be any reaction?

"See if there are any fragments of the Holy Path."

Xiao Ye released his holy consciousness again, searched carefully, and soon found a light group between the opponent's eyebrows.

This light group was too familiar to Xiao Ye. It was a fragment of the Holy Path, but it was countless times larger than the twelve Holy Path fragments he had collected, and it was extremely powerful. It was obviously an intermediate fragment of the Holy Path.

It is a pity that Xiao Ye cannot absorb this light group at all, because it is not a fragment of the Holy Way of War.

At the same time, Xiao Ye screamed and felt his eyes go black. His soul seemed to be cut in half with a knife. Half of the soul flew out and continued to rise, as if it had communicated with the holy monument of the temple and passed through it.

Penetrating endless space.

But the end is not the human temple, but a land of chaos.

Everywhere here is crowded with holy lights. It is the most holy and divine place. It accepts the worship of all human beings. It is like traveling through the murals of the pair of stone gates and becoming a passerby, arriving at the glorious period of the forbidden ancient tribe.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the land of chaos, wisps of holy aura fell down, and it was extremely terrifying.

Under the breath of these saints, there are many strong ones, each one seems to be able to explode the world. They are divided into nine camps, but they have the same root.

And Xiao Ye actually felt the aura of the Holy Way of War.

Under the droop of the Holy Way of War, a War Saint towers over all the heavens. The Saint is unstoppable and exudes peerless pressure.

"The Forbidden Ancient Clan has a total of nine veins, and the War Saint is just one of them." Xiao Ye had a clear understanding in his heart.

Jiunai is the ultimate number in heaven and earth.

But at this moment, these saint-level experts in the Nine Meridians were sitting cross-legged at the same time, reciting some mysterious scriptures. In an instant, the wind and clouds were surging, and the power of all living beings gradually began to flow in this chaotic place.

On the ground, a figure once again condensed.

This figure is the condensed belief of the forbidden ancient tribe, and it was born according to luck.

His figure was blurry, and he could not even distinguish between male and female. He was shrouded in the aura of the nine holy ways, like the scorching sun across the sky, suppressing the eternal blue sky. All the saints of the ancient tribes that Xiao Ye had seen would be eclipsed in front of this person.

There is no comparison at all, he is the strongest in the world.

He broke through to the extreme and broke the shackles. From nine births to one, he carried hope, which seemed to be able to split the darkness and bring light.

At this moment, the figure seemed to have discovered Xiao Ye, and cast a glance from afar, which almost shattered Xiao Ye's soul power.

His soul quality, which has reached the level of the Holy Son, can't even bear the other person's gaze.

"Is this... the Holy Son of the Forbidden Ancient Clan?" Xiao Ye was horrified.

He actually saw the Holy Son of the Forbidden Ancient Clan!

If the Great Sage of Time knew about it, he would definitely be ecstatic.

Whoosh!

Just when Xiao Ye was trying to see the other person's appearance clearly, the other person withdrew his gaze and stepped on the endless void, trying to escape.

"Holy Son, don't leave. Who are you? Senior Sage Time and I have been looking for you for a long time."

Xiao Ye's soul power surged, and he tried to communicate with the other party, and chased after him.

The Holy Son of the Forbidden Ancient Clan is very likely to be his old friend. They both came from the True Spirit Continent. Even if he can't see his face clearly, he might be able to recognize him as long as he gets closer.

(First update arrived!)


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