Ao Chunqiu stood on an empty tomb that stood thousands of feet high and had long been cracked. His eyes looked through the void, as if the entire immortal mausoleum was under his gaze.
The Immortal Tomb is located in a plane rift. Although the coordinates have been exposed, it is easy to break in. There are many entrances, but if you want to leave, you can only pass through a specific location.
And this location was the cracked empty tomb where Ao Chunqiu sat.
The first-generation Holy Son of the Two-Eyed Ancient Clan actually suppressed the exit with his own body, blocking all the alien Holy Lords in the Immortal Tomb here!
And as Ao Chunqiu killed Holy Lord Shi Ling, the Immortal Mausoleum ushered in a strange silence, and all the foreign Holy Lords fell silent.
"If all the first-generation saints of our ancient human race gather in the Immortal Tomb, it will be a big tsunami!"
"The war is about to begin, and the Immortal Tomb will become the hunting ground for the first-generation Saint Son-level figures!"
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Looking at Ao Chunqiu with awe-inspiring eyes, many strong human race men became excited.
The first generation of the Holy Son was created by the ancient forces with great effort and cost. It was the seed to hit the 'god level'. After endless years of cultivation, each one was terrifying to the extreme and stood at the pinnacle level of the human race. However, such a figure has never been seen before.
Not many people have actually seen it.
For example, from the beginning of the era of reincarnation to the present, these first-generation saint sons began to move. There had been no movement before, and only Jun Gen of the Dayan Ancient Clan made some movements.
So, how could they not be excited when they heard the news?
"Lord Ao Chunqiu, you are the first holy son of the Two-Eyed Ancient Clan, and I have been friends with you for a long time..." At that moment, the holy master of the human race in the Immortal Mausoleum smiled and stepped forward to get close to you.
But Ao Chunqiu looked calm and didn't even bother to speak. The holy master who stepped forward had a stiff expression and retreated with a wry smile, not daring to show any anger.
"Holy Son, if the first-generation Holy Sons of those ancient clan forces really want to arrive together, it will be very bad."
Xuan Xiao's expression became serious.
Xiao Ye came to Xianling just to hunt for contribution points. The first generation saint sons of the ancient clan forces gathered together, and the saint masters of the human race were about to give way.
Not to mention, no one knows whether Jun Gen from the Dayan Ancient Clan will also come.
"Take a step and take a look."
Xiao Ye calmed down.
The first-generation Holy Son-level figures are certainly terrifying, but according to the temple intelligence, there are many alien Holy Lords scattered throughout the Immortal Tomb, and the ones that have just been taken action are just the tip of the iceberg.
If he wants to gain contribution points, he still has a chance.
After all, these first-generation Saint Sons are definitely not in harmony.
"Let's go, the Immortal Tomb is very big. Let's try our luck in other areas. Maybe we can hunt down the alien Holy Lord."
Xiao Ye gave a low shout and rushed in another direction with Xuan Xiao.
Now he doesn't want to have a conflict with people like Ao Chunqiu. When he breaks through again, he may be able to fight.
"Eh? Isn't that the Holy Son of the Beginning? He's actually here too."
When someone saw the figures of Xiao Ye and Xuan Xiao, they immediately exclaimed.
The name of the Holy Son of Taichu was also very popular in the human race, but because of Ao Chunqiu's presence, the light was completely obscured, so no one noticed Xiao Ye until now.
"The Holy Son of the Beginning?"
Ao Chunqiu suddenly felt something in his heart, and looked at Xiao Ye's back. A strange light emitted from his eyes, and a curve bloomed at the corner of his mouth, and then he withdrew his gaze.
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At the same time, at the other end, Xiao Ye and Xuan Xiao had already rushed into the vast immortal mausoleum.
Looking around, there are large tombs of different sizes in the Immortal Tomb, like mounds, floating in the void, spreading out in sight.
And in every big tomb, there are traces and wisps of mysterious atmosphere flowing out, which makes people full of energy and seems to be cleansed.
"Holy Son, this is a cosmic source of power that is higher than the cosmic source of energy. This immortal mausoleum is indeed terrifying. No wonder it attracts so many alien saints." Xuan Xiao said.
"Cosmic Source Power!"
Xiao Ye's eyes flashed.
Back when he was still on the spiritual level, he encountered something that contained cosmic source energy, which after absorption could speed up the breakthrough of spiritual seeds.
The cosmic source power is even more advanced and is of great benefit to saint-level powerhouses, but it is too rare. There have been holy-level forces that fought for the cosmic source power.
"I have become the Holy Lord, and the source power of the universe is of little use to me." Xiao Ye said.
"indeed."
"However, with the accumulation of time, the cosmic source power can give birth to rare-level holy treasures. Back then, our Taichu ancient tribe found several treasure places shrouded by the cosmic source power, and only then could we get enough rare treasures to build the body of the Holy Son.
treasure……"
Xuan Xiao smiled bitterly.
The Immortal Tomb contains the source power of the universe and should have given birth to many rare treasures. However, looking at it, it is in a mess. Many places have been bloodbathed by the alien Holy Lord. This is definitely a tragic loss for the human race.
"There is a foreign Holy Lord ahead!"
Suddenly, Xiao Ye roared, and two rays of light flashed out of his eyes.
The next moment——
Boom!
Xiao Ye took action directly, and the majestic power of the Holy Lord spread all over the world. It turned into a big hand and reached forward, causing dozens of empty tombs to explode.
"Hmph, I thought it was Ao Chunqiu, the first-generation holy son of the Two-Eyed Ancient Clan, but it turned out to be just the Heavenly Saint Lord of two human races."
"Don't talk nonsense. Kill them first to avoid attracting Ao Chunqiu."
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Among the billowing smoke and dust, three scorpion-like monsters covered in blue scales rushed out, their bodies shimmering with a terrifying light. Each one was very huge, with both pincers tens of feet long, in the void.
It waved past and distorted the space.
"Hmph, the Great Heavenly Holy Lord of the Green Scorpion Race?"
"You only know the first-generation Holy Son of the Shuangpu Ancient Clan, but you don't recognize me, the Holy Son of the Taichu Ancient Clan?"
Xuan Xiao was unmoved and instead smiled coldly.
"What?"
"He is the Holy Son of the Taichu Ancient Clan?"
Xuan Xiao's sneer spread, causing the huge bodies of the three green scorpions to tremble.
boom!
However, before they could react, Xiao Ye's figure had already rushed over, and with just a move of his fists, he released a terrifying force that caused all three green scorpions to disintegrate and their flesh and blood flew out.
In just one breath, the three-headed green scorpion race’s holy master fell!
"There is nothing on these three guys."
"Let's go. I hope to hunt down the true heavenly holy masters of the foreign race. They may have rare treasures stolen from the Immortal Tomb."
Xiao Ye's expression was dull. After checking and finding nothing, he continued to move forward with Xuan Xiao and started his hunt in the Immortal Tomb.
While hunting, Xiao Ye also continued to try to reach the realm of great heaven.
It has to be said that the gathering of the first-generation saint sons of the ancient clan forces has made Xianling full of variables. Only a breakthrough in realm can give him enough confidence.
