In the Great Nandou Realm, due to the arrival of the Holy Emperor of Heavenly Silkworm, the war between the human race and the Yemei race came to an end. The flames of war were extinguished, making people sigh with emotion at the terrifying influence of the Holy Son of the First.
But everyone knows that the conflict between the two races is only temporary, and Holy Lord Fusang cannot let it go.
What's more, this time the war broke out, the Yemei race suffered heavy losses. Not to mention the army, the Holy Lord alone was killed by the Holy Son of the Supreme Beginning.
As for the human race, they also suffered losses. During the siege of Holy Master Fusang, two human race casual cultivator holy masters were killed.
This kind of blood feud cannot be easily resolved.
In fact, this is exactly the case.
Although the Yemei race retreated, they did not leave the South Dou Realm. They seemed to be gathering strength and preparing for the next attack.
According to rumors, Mei Qing'ao, the eldest disciple of the Holy Lord Fusang, died and had an inescapable relationship with the Holy Son of Taichu.
Now that the Holy Son of Taichu is on the battlefield, will Holy Master Fusang give up just because of the existence of Holy Emperor Tiancan?
This is very interesting.
However, before the world could wait for Holy Lord Fusang to take action, they kept hearing news about Xiao Ye, the Holy Son of the Beginning.
Someone saw the Supreme Son of Heaven sitting cross-legged in the void on the battlefield and releasing Holy Lord Huadu from the holy world.
Xiao Ye did not directly kill Holy Lord Huadu, but instead helped him reorganize his body, and then tortured Holy Lord Huadu in full view of everyone.
This situation immediately caused an uproar.
Nowadays, many holy masters of the Dayan Ancient Clan have returned from the land of gods. They are already different from what they used to be, and their glory is endless.
However, the Holy Son of Taichu did not kill Holy Lord Huadu, but tortured him in public. This was simply humiliating the Dayan Ancient Clan.
"The Holy Son of the First, release the Holy Lord of our clan, Huadu!"
Soon, there was a voice from the Dayan clan, filled with boundless anger, resounding throughout the world.
However, in the face of such scolding, Xiao Ye still went his own way.
He even carried Holy Lord Huadu, escorted by Holy Emperor Tiancan, to the battlefield, where the Yemei race was stationed, to have peace talks with Holy Lord Fusang.
When this news spread, the warriors from all major forces in the human race suddenly showed strange expressions.
After the death of Mei Qing'ao, there were many clues pointing to the Holy Son of Taichu, but there were also many doubts.
The Holy Son of Taichu took Holy Lord Huadu deep into dangerous areas to find Lord Fusang for peace talks. Could it be that he discovered something about him?
Could it be that this matter has something to do with the Dayan Ancient Clan?
Just as the discussion continued, the peace talks broke down.
Holy Lord Fusang was furious and launched a horizontal attack.
Fortunately, the Holy Emperor Tiancan accompanied him. The battle was earth-shattering, and Xiao Ye returned safely.
But Xiao Ye didn't seem to give up. After several days of preparation, he went to the camp of the Yemei race again.
The result was still the same as last time, and the peace talks broke down again.
Time is like running water, and half a year has passed by in the blink of an eye.
In the Nandou World, Holy Lord Zhan Tian and Xuan Xiao sat opposite each other, both undergoing healing.
Half a year ago, many Holy Lords from the human race joined forces to fight against Holy Lord Fusang on the battlefield. Two large casual cultivator Holy Lords were defeated. Although they survived, the aura of the Holy Path of Death still remained in their bodies, and they were extremely injured.
It takes a very long time to recover.
Boom!
At this moment, a violent and unparalleled wave suddenly broke out, and a brilliant star shower swept across the universe. It was so terrifying that many saint-level experts were so shocked that they bleed from their orifices and couldn't help themselves.
This is a battle fluctuation that far exceeds the level of the True Heavenly Holy Lord.
"here we go again!"
Holy Lord Zhan Tian and Xuan Xiao opened their eyes, looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
In the past six months, battles of this level have occurred five times. You can guess without going there that this is the battle between Holy Emperor Tiancan and Holy Lord Fuso.
There is no doubt that Xiao Ye, the Holy Son of the First Emperor, took Holy Lord Huadu to seek peace talks with Holy Lord Fusang again. The negotiation broke down again, and then the battle broke out.
"What is Xiao Ye doing? Does he want to influence Holy Lord Fusang?" Holy Lord Zhantian shook his head helplessly.
"In the past six months, the Holy Son's behavior has been very strange, and I can't figure it out." Xuan Xiao also had a face full of doubts.
Even if Xiao Ye discovered something from Holy Master Huadu, but Holy Master Fusang doesn't believe it, what's the use?
Going to peace talks again and again like this is a complete waste of time.
Clang!
Suddenly, a majestic holy light, like a flying fairy from the sky, turned into a pillar of light and cut through eternity. It came from a distant place across the sky, sharp and dazzling, making people unable to open their eyes, and terrifying to the extreme.
When all the fluctuations slowly disappeared, eight figures like gods and demons, all with snowy hair, appeared in the human camp. Their cold eyes seemed to be able to tear everything apart. The pressure surging on their bodies all reached the Holy Lord.
level.
"Is this... is this the Holy Lord of the Dayan Ancient Clan?"
"Eight people came at once, including three true heavenly saints and five great heavenly saints!"
At this moment, all the saint-level powerhouses in the human camp were alarmed, and even the four principals sitting here frowned slightly.
A war broke out between the human race and the Yemei race, and the Holy Lords of the Dayan Ancient Clan almost didn't intervene. But at this moment, eight Holy Lords arrived, and any fool could guess the reason.
"It must be because the Holy Son of the First Emperor captured Holy Lord Huadu, and now we are in trouble." The four principals of the temple all appeared one after another.
In the past six months, the Dayan Ancient Clan has made it clear that it wants Xiao Ye to release Holy Lord Huadu, but Xiao Ye has gone his own way.
Naturally, the Dayan Ancient Clan would not just sit idly by and take matters into their own hands. They sent the Holy Master to carry out the task and came together. This matter would definitely not be resolved.
"Xingxu, Nixia, it's not that I, the Dayan Ancient Clan, don't give face to the human temple, but that the Holy Son of the First has gone too far."
"I advise you not to stop it, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."
Among the eight holy masters of the Dayan Ancient Clan, the leader is an old man in blue robes. He looks old, but he is energetic. His voice is like a lion's roar, full of Taoist charm, which shakes the vast universe.
The minds of the four principals of the Human Race Temple were roaring, and their vision became dark.
"It's the Dayan Ancient Clan, the 'Cracking Sound' who has killed several true heavenly saints. I didn't expect that he would even come."
The four principals of the Human Race Temple were all shocked.
When their sight returned, the eight holy masters of the Dayan Ancient Clan had already moved in unison, leaving the place where the human army was stationed, heading towards the Nandou Great Realm, where the Yemei race was located.
"Holy Lord Fuso and Holy Emperor Tiancan are fighting. What a great opportunity."
The leader of the blue-robed old man, the 'Holy Lord of Split Sound', had a blazing cold light flashing in his cloudy eyes and sped up.
In fact, the Dayan Ancient Clan could not hold back for a long time, but it was only because of the presence of the Holy Emperor Tiancan that they could endure it.
Now, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Just as the eight holy masters of the Dayan Ancient Clan stormed in, a young man in black robe standing in the broken universe suddenly felt something in his heart, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.