In the Great Realm of Taixu, the Holy Lord sent by the Human Race Temple reached a reconciliation with the Holy Lord of the Yemei race and temporarily stopped fighting.
The human race controlled the Taixu world to the east, and the Yemei race controlled the Taixu world to the west. The two races looked at each other from a distance, allowing the Taixu world to temporarily settle down.
"I really don't understand what the Supreme Holy Son thinks. Our human race has lost five Holy Lords. How can we reconcile so easily?"
"Yes, this is my human race's territory. In the worst case, there will be a bloody battle, but we have never been afraid."
"Alas, the existence of the Holy Lord level is not something we can discuss. Besides, Fan Yi of the Yemei race is really difficult to deal with, so we should keep silent."
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In a decaying star field, the human race's holy army set up camp, and each of the holy warriors discussed it with righteous indignation.
In the collision with the Yemei race, not to mention the death of five Holy Lords, their army alone also suffered heavy losses, with only about 140,000 left.
On the other hand, the Yemei race has suffered greater losses. They obviously don't have enough manpower now, so they should take advantage of the situation and attack. Why stop the fight?
On a star not far away, there are four human race holy masters, namely the holy master Zhan Tian, Xuan Xiao and his party.
In front of them, there were five large newly cast tombs standing, surrounded by the light of stars, very bright.
"The Tomb of the Holy Lord of Luoyang!"
"The Tomb of the Innocent Lord!"
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In front of the five large tombs, there are tombstones made of supreme black iron. The titles written on them are all for the Holy Lord whose name has moved the three thousand worlds.
The Human Temple sent ten holy masters to lead the holy army to regain the Taixu Realm. Five of them are already lying here.
This is the terrifying impact of epochal reincarnation, the collision of races, and even the Holy Lord will fall.
"It seems that this army is already full of resentment."
When a holy master heard the discussion of the holy army, he smiled bitterly, and then looked at Xuan Xiao: "Senior, where did the Holy Son of the First Emperor go?"
After reaching peace talks with the Yemei race, Xiao Ye disappeared.
You must know that if you want to fight Fan Yi of the Yemei race, they cannot do it alone. Xiao Ye actually chose to leave at this time, and they were naturally full of doubts.
"The Son has gone where He belongs."
"When the Holy Son returns, we may be able to suppress Fan Yi easily." Xuan Xiao said calmly, looking at the vast universe with his deep eyes.
"Suppress Fan Yi easily?" As soon as he said this, the Holy Master who asked asked trembled.
Fan Yi is a disciple of the legendary Holy Lord and possesses the weapons of the True Heavenly Holy Lord. How can it be so easy to suppress him?
"Okay, let's seize the time to heal our wounds. Maybe the war will break out again soon." Holy Lord Zhantian shouted, then teleported out and found a place to meditate.
Seeing this, the other Holy Masters teleported away one after another.
at the same time--
Whoosh!
In the eastern universe of Taixu Realm, a strong and tall figure passed through the sky, it was Xiao Ye.
Xuan Xiao didn't reveal much, but he couldn't help but come over to find out.
In fact, even if this was not the case, he still planned to return to the True Spirit Continent.
With his current level, it doesn't take long to cross a large realm, which is much faster than some holy teleportation arrays.
Looking carefully, in the direction he was heading, the spiritual energy of the universe was getting thinner and thinner. Even the star field was rarely seen. There were only sporadic huge shadows floating in the starry sky.
These are clearly mortal planes.
"In addition to the descendants of the Nine Meridians of Taichu, what other secrets does the True Spirit Continent have?" Xiao Ye finally stopped and looked forward with complicated eyes.
The place was shrouded in countless starry skies, and a continent was vaguely visible suspended in the sky. It made him feel very familiar, and his soul was throbbing. It was the True Spirit Continent.
Whoosh!
Xiao Ye's body flashed, and the barrier of the mortal plane was like a virtual thing to him. He rushed directly through it and entered the battlefield outside the territory.
Today's battlefields outside the territory have long been dead silent. There are no human beings in sight, only cold and empty spaces.
Wow!
Passing through the battlefield outside the territory, a continent appeared in his sight.
As the seals of the four emperors of the human race were released, the cosmic spiritual energy penetrated, making the heaven and earth vitality of the True Spirit Continent extremely rich.
Later, he brought back many spirit-level treasures, ushering in a new era for the True Spirit Continent. Although in the end, all the warriors on the continent were taken away by him and Nangong Xingyu, but for the mortal-level warriors
, is still a rare holy place.
But at this moment, the entire sky of Zhenling Continent was dark, shrouded by dark clouds, and everywhere was filled with the aura of death.
This place is like a deserted place, without the slightest breath of life, the ferocious beasts and beasts are dead, even the flowers and grass have withered, and there is no warrior at all.
"I feel the aura of the Holy Lord of the Dayan Ancient Clan!" Xiao Ye clenched his fists.
Obviously, after the outbreak of the Epochal Reincarnation, everyone related to him was persecuted by the Dayan Ancient Clan, even his hometown Zhenling Continent was no exception.
This place is enveloped by the aura of the Holy Lord of the Dayan Ancient Clan, and can no longer breed life.
After all, this is his hometown.
call out!
The next moment, Xiao Ye raised his left hand and forced out four drops of blood from his fingers, like four blood-red suns, rushing towards the four directions of the True Spirit Continent.
Boom! Boom!
The four directions vibrated at the same time, and the aura of the Holy Lord of the Dayan Ancient Clan was instantly torn apart. It was like the dry earth was moistened by nectar, dead trees were springing up, and many weeds that had withered long ago began to grow crazily.
Within a few breaths of time, the entire True Spirit Continent was revitalized. The cosmic spiritual energy was abundant to the extreme, rolling and flowing in the void. It was more terrifying than ordinary spiritual planes, and new life could soon be given birth to.
Xiao Ye's body of the Holy Son was made of countless rare holy-level treasures. A drop of blood could even turn a spiritual-level powerhouse into a saint. It was too easy to change a mortal-level plane.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ye took a step forward and walked in the True Spirit Continent.
With his current state, it only takes one thought to travel throughout the True Spirit Continent.
"Is there anything else I've missed?"
Xiao Ye walked through many old places, such as Xiaojiacun, Magnolia Domain, Endless Sea, and Zhongzhou. He was examining and meditating, and even used the Eye of Destiny that he had already cultivated, but he never stopped.
How can a mortal plane help him who is already the Holy Lord?
If there was, he would have discovered it long ago.
This time I came back, but my inner feelings were different.
"wrong!"
Suddenly, Xiao Ye stopped suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he captured the key.
"On the True Spirit Continent, there is power that far exceeds the mortal level, spiritual level, and even ordinary holy masters. This is impossible to appear on the mortal level plane!"
The space shook, and Xiao Ye's figure disappeared, appearing hundreds of thousands of kilometers away.
A formation was arranged here, but Xiao Ye saw through the illusion at a glance and directly stepped on the formation. Suddenly, a huge city shrouded in the starry sky appeared in his sight.
This is Fengdi City!
(The third update is here, continue writing the fourth update!)
