"Have I been in seclusion for ten thousand years?"
In the Immortal Mausoleum, there was a misty chaotic light lingering, and a slender and muscular figure stood in the void.
He is a young man in black robes, but his deep eyes are full of vicissitudes of life, and he is also a little confused. He looks around and whispers to himself.
It's like suddenly waking up after sleeping for ten thousand years, and there is a gap in the memory.
"Human race, the Holy Son of the Beginning?"
"He's actually not dead!"
The sudden appearance of this young man made Jin Langjun's eyes widen.
In the early days of the human race, the Holy Son was very popular. He had also done some research and naturally recognized it.
"That stone tower can withstand my attack without being damaged at all. It must be a treasure!"
"Son of the Supreme Beginning, if you know the truth, then hand it over!"
The next moment, Jin Langjun reacted, his eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted in a low voice.
Nowadays, all the first-generation saint sons of the human race have been lured away by Xiaobai and others. He showed up to hunt for treasure. How could he not be moved when he saw the extraordinaryness of that simple stone tower?
"It seems I can't keep you here."
Jin Langjun's words immediately caused the confusion and vicissitudes in the eyes of the young man in black robes to gradually disappear and be replaced by a cold and cold light.
The Tower of Time is of great importance and must not be known to outsiders.
"Can't you keep me?"
"Haha, do you think you are the first generation of the Holy Son? I have no fear of you!" Jin Langjun sneered when he heard this, spitting out a holy light from his mouth, which turned into a snake sword.
This is a golden evil sword. It was refined from millions of saint-level creatures. It is several times more terrifying than the weapon of the true heavenly saint. It has immeasurable violence and is a killing sword. As long as it hits
The enemy, even if it is just a cut, will turn into a puddle of pus.
Holding the snake sword in his hand, Jin Langjun shouted and charged towards Xiao Ye first.
After being blocked in the Immortal Tomb for more than hundreds of years, he had long been holding back his anger. His resentment towards the human genius had reached its peak, and he wanted to kill him to vent his anger.
Boom!
In an instant, the power of the True Heavenly Holy Lord completely exploded, and the snake sword in Jin Langjun's hand made a whining sound, blooming into a sea of blood. There were corpses floating in the sky. In the terrifying scene, there were people full of violence.
The angry sword light cut through the space and headed towards Xiao Ye.
"You are quite capable, and the power of this sword is quite good."
However, Xiao Ye's expression was calm, and he didn't see how he was moving. He directly stretched out his right hand, and the light of the Holy Principle was surging in his palm, and he struck like a millstone.
Bang!
The sword light that could shred the True Heavenly Holy Lord made a wailing sound, and all the visions disappeared. It was shattered by Xiao Ye's bare hands, and the palms of his fingers remained the same without any wounds.
Xiao Ye's palm did not stop and printed directly on Jin Langjun's chest.
puff!
Jin Langjun's body convulsed, and he felt a terrifying and boundless power roaring, shattering his holy defense, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood, and his body was almost severed.
"This...how is this possible!"
Jin Langjun was like a small boat in the stormy waves, being thrown away, feeling awe-inspiring in his heart.
He admitted that Xiao Ye was very powerful, so he attacked with all his strength, but he was easily knocked away by Xiao Ye?
You must know that he is a true holy master and a genius of the Golden Snake race. He cannot bear such a result.
"Since you saw something you shouldn't have seen, you can't blame me."
Before Jinlangjun could stabilize his body, an indifferent voice suddenly came from behind him, and then two palms moved out like twin dragons, slapping him again.
"What a speed!"
Jin Langjun was horrified and reacted quickly, using the snake sword in his hand to fight.
But the other party didn't care. Instead, he closed his hands together, like two millstones turning, causing the snake sword to whine, almost being broken, and flew out.
Bang!
As for Jin Langjun himself, he was also beaten to pieces amidst the screams.
"Oh my God, the Holy Son of the First is much stronger than the rumors say!"
Jinlangjun's body was reshaped, and he was completely frightened. He didn't even care about the snake sword, and controlled a ray of holy light that kept teleporting and rushed towards the area with the most alien saints.
But the reality is too cruel.
Xiao Ye behind him looked calm, like a god of death. He pursued him and launched constant cross attacks. In just a few dozen breaths, Jin Langjun was beaten five times. He activated three perfect intermediate holy ways.
It's all useless, the Holy Lord's origins have been exhausted, and he's heading towards a desperate situation.
"If I die, you won't be able to live well!"
Seeing no hope of escape, Jin Langjun went crazy. Dozens of space rings rushed out from his body and were shattered by the powerful power of the Holy Lord. Endless treasures bloomed, and the overwhelming Holy treasures were like a heavy rain.
Rushing towards the surroundings.
These are the treasures that Jin Langjun snatched from the human race's immortal tombs over hundreds of years. Almost all of them are rare treasures. In addition, there are also treasures from the golden snake race. They emit terrifying fluctuations and instantly have fiery eyes.
Look this way.
"Do you want to use this method to attract the alien Holy Lord to attack me? I'm afraid you will be disappointed." Xiao Ye looked cold and struck without mercy, completely killing Jin Langjun.
"If you want to die, feel free to take action. It just so happens that I lack contribution points."
At the same time, he raised his palm to collect all the rare treasures scattered everywhere, and then stepped towards the distance.
At the end of his sight, there was the terrifying Holy Principle and the overwhelming blood energy, sweeping across nine heavens and ten lands. It was the battlefield where Xiaobai and others fought fiercely with the first-generation Holy Son.
He left the Tower of Time precisely because he felt the situation of Xiaobai and others.
And now, he is preparing to enter the battlefield.
"Did the Holy Son of Taichu kill the genius of the Golden Snake Race, Mr. Jin Lang?"
There was a foreign Holy Lord who was whispering to himself, and then fell silent.
There were indeed many treasures in Jinlangjun's space ring that attracted their attention, but Xiao Ye's killing of Jinlangjun was indeed a great shock, making them think it was not worth the risk.
What's more, now that the seven first-generation saint sons of the human race are gathered together, who dares to take the lead at this moment?
"Xiao Ye, you finally showed up."
"You saw your strange beast and your friends were in danger, so you couldn't help it?"
"It's a pity. If you want to save your friend, you must have enough strength."
At this moment, a calm voice sounded like the voice of the gods, sweeping through the entire Immortal Tomb with heart-stopping fluctuations.
At the same time, Xiao Ye felt that there was a pair of eyes in the distant sky, looking at him from a distance.
This is Jun Gen’s gaze!
Xiao Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the distance.
"You fellow preys of alien races, have you seen this person?"
"Kill him, and I, the Holy Son, will let you leave the Immortal Tomb and even allow you to take away the holy treasures in the Immortal Tomb. Otherwise, you can only settle your destiny."
Immediately afterwards, the calm voice came again, causing the world to suddenly become quiet.