There are only more than 20,000 years left before the third regional war begins.
The Hunyuan-level beings of Academy and True Spirit are still resting in the rolling mountains as before.
Xiao Ye also seized the last moment and continued to practice.
In the second battle of the localized war, he captured a lot of trophies, including the Ziwei Ice Soul that could temper hybrid power.
Xiao Ye was refining like crazy.
"Brother Xiao's mixing power is almost at the late eighth level."
The mixed energy fluctuations spreading from Xiao Ye's body made Pang Feng and others look at him repeatedly.
Think back to those days.
They were practicing at the edge of the First Domain, and Xiao Ye broke through to the mid-eighth level, not much ahead of them.
And now.
Xiao Ye had completely thrown them away.
"This guy possesses the ancestral power of the Honglong, and his talent is completely comparable to that of the ultimate life form."
"Why should we ask for a blow?"
Wu Xiangzi sighed.
"Didn't you find that not only Xiao Ye, but also these true spiritual beings have undergone considerable changes?"
Ning Beihong said in a deep voice: "Their talents are quite terrifying."
"talent?"
Wu Xiangzi was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the army of true spirits who were also meditating.
The talent of Hunyuan life is illusory.
It can only be inferred through some details.
Think about it carefully.
These true spiritual beings have indeed undergone great changes.
Just like the heavenly wheel of creation.
Before the local war came, Xiao Ye sent this technique to White Deer Academy.
But so far.
Only the three of them have figured out a way.
And among the true spirit Hunyuan army, most of the lives have been cultivated. How amazing is this?
"Brother Xiao's secrets are definitely more than Honglong's ancestral power, so let's not make any assumptions."
Pang Feng said.
Immediately, Wu Xiangzi and Ning Beihong fell silent and said no more.
Whether the third game of the local war can be won depends on whether Xiao Ye can defeat the enemy.
Talking about it at this time may leak the news.
At the snap of your fingers.
More than 20,000 years have passed.
Whoosh!
Xiao Ye's eyes suddenly opened, and there were 2,600 drops of mixed power shining in his body.
"My mixing power is not weaker than the late eighth level." Xiao Ye smiled.
The duration of the localized war was simply not enough for him to cross the chasm and complete his realm breakthrough.
But the stronger his own cultivation becomes.
It has a crucial impact on showing the second form and stimulating the Honglong ancestral power.
"For more than 20,000 years, the forces on the edge of the Shi domain still refuse to let go of the opportunity to seize the opportunity and are searching for the whereabouts of the master of Zhaoxia Palace."
Xiao Ye raised his eyes and looked into the distance, with a sneer on his lips.
After reaching cooperation.
The master of Zhaoxia Hall has been hiding in Luo Liuli's inner world.
The strong men at the edge of the Shiyu didn't doubt them either.
certainly.
Whether these small actions avoided the Hunyuan giants in Shiyu, he didn't know.
"Calculating the time, the third battle of the local war should also start."
Xiao Ye secretly thought in his heart.
Boom!
At this moment, a violent trembling sound swept from the distance, like an overwhelming force, making the entire sky tremble.
Everything on the plane burst into misty brilliance, and then merged in the void, forming a transcendent energy that shocked Xiao Ye's whole body.
"The heart of the third plane appears!"
The woman clothed in rays of light quickly flew out of Luo Liuli's inner world.
She captured the moment of opportunity.
Between his hands, strips of faint rays of light emerged, intertwined into mysterious lines, and then merged into the void, extending into the distance.
"What a terrible deduction method!"
Staring at the mysterious lines, Xiao Ye clicked his tongue in amazement.
This pattern is somewhat similar to the Avenue of Destiny in the chaotic world, but it is much stronger than the Avenue of Destiny. It can extend beyond the parallel chaos and take shape in the vast sea.
The time condensed from the heart of the third plane can be called a moment of youth.
soon.
That kind of transcendent energy fell down, dispersed in the vast Hunyuan plane, and disappeared.
"how's it going?"
Suddenly, Pang Feng, Wu Xiangzi, and Ning Beihong all looked at the master of Zhaoxia Hall.
The 70,000 lives of White Deer Academy could not help but become nervous.
The outcome of the third war will also determine their fate.
"There!"
The Lord of Zhaoxia Hall pondered for a while, pointed forward, and determined the location of the third heart of the plane.
The words fell.
She took the lead and stormed forward.
"Walk!"
Xiao Ye gave a low shout and led the army to follow quickly.
at the same time.
Everywhere in this Hunyuan Plane is also boiling and noisy.
"It seems that it is impossible to grab the heart of the third plane!"
An old man in black robes flew across the sky, his face ashen.
He is the owner of Qisha.
At first.
Only then did the Master of Zhaoxia Hall discover the second heart of the plane. He arrived in time, and the opportunity to perform meritorious deeds was just around the corner.
pity.
In the end, he was forced back by the True Spirit Army and Xiao Ye, who had activated Honglong's ancestral power.
Now that the third game has begun, he is filled with grief and anger.
no way!
In this plane, the total number of lives from the edge of the Beginning Realm is over six million.
At the late eighth level alone, the number is as high as 500.
in.
There are even eighth-order peak level existences.
It is simply unrealistic to stand out in such competition.
"That abominable Master of Zhaoxia Hall has hidden somewhere. When I find her, I will cut her into pieces!"
The face of the Qisha poster owner was filled with resentment.
As soon as the second game ended, he wanted to find the master of Zhaoxia Palace, but for a hundred thousand years, there was no trace of him.
"Find it for me!"
The master of Qisha shouted lowly and ordered the eighth-level beings under his command to search for him. He was also releasing the will of Hunyuan.
Billions of miles away.
Layers of silver light spread across the sky, like a huge sky curtain, spreading rapidly.
In a land covered with silver light, everything is invisible.
Look carefully.
Above the silver glow, stood a man in blue robes. He was walking alone, with mysterious runes flowing all over his body and a unique temperament.
His name is ‘Xinglong’ and he is at the peak of the eighth level.
He once pursued the master of Zhaoxia Hall and arrived at the resting place of Xiao Ye and others.
"Those guys actually stood still."
"Are you planning to snatch the heart of the third plane when it is discovered?"
While Xinglong was taking action, his eyes kept looking into the distance.
He is not the only one who participates in the third level of the local war at the peak of the eighth level.
For a strong person of that level, the Hunyuan method can overwhelm the edge of the initial realm.
This Hunyuan plane is not vast even for the eighth-level peak powerhouses. They can reach any place quickly, so Xinglong is wary.
To him.
The battle for the third heart of the plane will begin among the eighth-level peak powerhouses.
Everyone else is just a foil.
"Eh!"
Suddenly, Xinglong stopped.
in his perception.
A dormant eighth-level peak aura suddenly broke out, and then rushed to a certain place.
"Did someone discover the Heart of the Plane?" Xinglong's eyes flashed and he quickly changed his direction.