In the blink of an eye, more than twenty years have passed since Xiao Ye's bloody battle with Wu Ding and He Boyao in Dongqi Valley.
Dongqi Valley, which was ruined by the war, has regained its vitality.
In the vast universe formed by the valley, one can see that Taoist formations rise up one after another, and the flowing formations converge and intertwine, opening up layers of Taoist formations to protect a space with a radius of millions of miles.
Like a piece of iron.
Looking around, within the formation of these Taoist gods, one can see figures filled with purple light.
They are all disciples of the Ancient God.
In addition to Mo Cha, other surviving disciples of the ancient gods in the upper Taoist realm have also arrived from all over the years.
At this moment, more than two hundred disciples of the ancient god were sitting around a palace, guarding it like stars over the moon.
At this moment, a disciple of the ancient god opened his eyes and looked towards the palace.
He is not tall in stature, with red eyebrows and red hair, like a ball of fire dancing, and his eyes are very deep. There are various inferences such as the changes of time in them, which is pure Mie Yang.
At this moment, he frowned.
When they arrived at Dongqi Valley, Xiao Ye had already begun to retreat to heal his injuries. He didn't know much about the other party's injuries and could only infer a few things from Mo Sha's mouth.
On the way to Dongqi Valley, he also clearly felt the change in the atmosphere of the entire Reincarnated Forbidden Heaven.
"Over the past few years, I have also been communicating with Senior Brother Hongjian in the clan realm through orders from the command center, trying to request reinforcements, but there has been no response."
Next to Chun Mieyang, a creature in black with a cold temperament opened his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.
He is Li Chen, a disciple of the Mingshu Pavilion under the Marquis of Cheyuan.
Now, he is the only one left among the four major pavilion master disciples under Che Yuanhou.
"The tribe will not abandon us disciples, but if this is really a test from God, we cannot escape it and can only face it head-on!" Chun Mieyang said in a deep voice.
He himself is an immeasurable high-ranking Taoist god among the ancient gods. After these years of fighting, his strength has reached the second level.
Li Chen nodded silently and meditated again with Chun Mieyang.
at the same time.
In that palace, the seven-story Tower of Time floats in it.
After Xiao Ye stabilized his injuries, he launched a search in Dongqi Valley.
After finding no magical treasure that was useful to him in the flesh and blood exploded by He Boyao and Wu Ding, in order to save time, he directly sacrificed the space artifact, and then rushed into the Tower of Time for healing.
In the Tower of Time, on the sixth floor, Xiao Ye is sitting cross-legged.
He has been practicing here for thousands of years.
Looking at it, Xiao Ye's injuries on his divine body have long since healed, and his originally dark skin has also transformed. His whole body is as crystal clear as jade, without any flaws.
It is as if after being washed by a storm, it has become cleaner and dust-free, with purple glow flowing everywhere.
The number of origins carved out of him has actually increased a lot over the years, reaching a total of about 750,000. The god-level origins are extremely surging.
"Although I was seriously injured in the battle with He Boyao and the others, it was also of great benefit to myself."
Xiao Ye opened his eyes, and two electric rays flashed across the sky, and he stood up with a smile on his face.
"If my calculations are correct, my strength should have surpassed the second level now and barely reached the third level."
Xiao Ye felt himself carefully and thought to himself.
The division of strength among high-ranking Taoist gods is very general.
There is no need to have a deep understanding of the Avenue of Chaos, just look at the strength, there is no bottleneck at all.
"It's a pity that in these years, I haven't made any big breakthroughs in my understanding of the magical power of the Zun Sword. Even the Zhen Hao Chaos Body is still in the middle of the third level!"
Xiao Ye waved his hand, and a vague figure flew out of his divine body.
This is his true Chaos Body.
Although the True Hao Dao Crystal formed between his brows continues to be refined and is progressing rapidly, it has not yet entered the advanced stage, and its strength is at the peak of the second level.
This is of little use to Xiao Ye.
After all, which high-ranking Taoist god has accumulated through the ages and has not cultivated the True Hao Chaos Body?
Don't mention anything else.
The Zhenhao Chaos Body used by He Boyao had entered the late third level. If he hadn't activated the black and white swords to escape, there would have been big trouble once he was surrounded.
Xiao Ye's eyes were full of worry.
He killed He Boyao and Wu Ding, how could the Yishen tribe not take revenge?
The owner of the Bronze Temple, Bei Jinxiang, cannot compete with his current strength.
"In recent years, many disciples of the Ancient God have rushed to Dongqi Valley."
Xiao Ye whispered to himself, took a step forward, and rushed out.
"Junior Brother Xiao Ye is out!"
Xiao Ye's figure appeared, and the two hundred ancient god disciples in Dongqi Valley were immediately alarmed, and excitedly greeted Xiao Ye.
Xiao Ye's achievements were so astonishing. It was no longer as simple as overpowering him. Both the master disciples and the ordinary disciples were completely impressed.
Now that they saw Xiao Ye Wuyu, they were naturally excited.
"Everyone..."
Xiao Ye's eyes flickered slightly, looking at the unfamiliar or familiar faces in front of him, his heart warmed slightly.
He has not been in the ancient gods for a long time, and he has even been involved in the battles between his descendants and branches, and has been targeted.
But now, through his own efforts, he has finally gained the recognition of these disciples of the Ancient God, and they have come one after another to protect him.
But at the same time, Xiao Ye also felt heavy pressure.
These disciples of the Ancient God came here for him. If they were implicated again and fell because of this, how could he not blame himself?
"Haha, Junior Brother Xiao Ye, since we are here, we are determined to die with no regrets."
Seeing Xiao Ye's expression, Li Chen walked out and laughed.
He was very proud that a strong man like Xiao Ye appeared in his sect.
"good!"
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere among many ancient god disciples became heated, and they showed kind smiles to Xiao Ye.
At this point, it is meaningless to ask how Xiao Ye killed He Boyao.
They made their choice and naturally have no regrets.
Under the shadow of the crisis they were about to face, these disciples of the ancient god were united as never before.
"Thank you very much..."
Xiao Ye was a little choked and was sincerely thanking him, but at the next moment, his expression suddenly changed and he looked outside Dongqi Valley.
There, you can see that vast swaths of divine light are surging, and an inexplicable energy is spreading and impacting hundreds of millions of miles, far exceeding the scene when He Boyao and Wu Ding arrived.
"come yet?"
At the same time, Xiao Ye did not need to remind him that other disciples of the Ancient God also felt something and looked outside the Dongqi Valley.
