Dragon Sword God

Chapter 698
Xiang Hao understood what Jifu meant, and wanted to leave the team by himself, because Jifu was afraid of being angered by the Holy Son of Lingxu, which seemed understandable.

"Brother Xiang Hao, I'm really sorry." Jifu bowed deeply with shame on his face.

Xiang Hao waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I understand, I wish you a safe journey, and I will leave."

After Xiang Hao finished speaking, he rushed forward and quickly disappeared into the eyes of Jifu and his group. Xiang Hao also figured out that not everyone can be a brother who shares life and death, and some people are destined to pass by in a hurry.

"Why did you let Xiang Hao go?" Zhang Ling stared at Jifu angrily.

Jifu glared at Zhang Ling, and said a little depressed: "You think I am willing? If Xiang Hao is not allowed to go, and if the Holy Son of Lingxu takes his anger on us, who of us can survive? Who can?"

Ji Fu's words made Zhang Ling silent for a while, unable to speak. Indeed, the threat of Holy Son Lingxu was too great.

Each of the four holy lands is unfathomable, and none of the people who came out of there would be easily provoked by outsiders, and only Xiang Hao dared to catch Zhang Qifeng.

After leaving Jifu and the others, Xiang Hao breathed a sigh of relief and galloped all the way, surpassing many monks who were also going to the Sea of ​​Compassion.

Along the way, Xiang Hao met many great figures he had never seen before. Some masters at the level of living fossils flew across the sky, with a breath as vast as the universe, which made Xiang Hao frightened. Terrible, Xiang Hao guessed, people from the Holy Land or the Forbidden Land.

In the blink of an eye, Xiang Hao reached the Sea of ​​Mercy.

As soon as he reached the coast, Xiang Hao was shocked immediately. This boundless sea was full of inexplicable power, and there was even a sense of sadness, which made people feel like crying, but they couldn't explain why.

There are many monks on the coast, tens of thousands of souls, geniuses of the Holy Land, geniuses of the Forbidden Land, and old monsters who have been hidden for thousands of years. Many of them have come to the coast of the Sea of ​​Mercy. No one is trying to cross the sea of ​​compassion, not even individual living fossils are in a hurry.

"It is said that there are endless ghosts in the Sea of ​​Compassion, which will swallow the primordial spirit of those who cross the sea. I don't know if it is true or not."

"You just have to try it."

"Then why don't you try?"

This kind of noise was endless, Xiang Hao listened quietly, with a serious expression, this sea of ​​compassion is by no means simple.

Looking at this boundless sea, Xiang Hao inexplicably thought of the Nether Sea. In the past, he crossed from the Nether Sea to the God Realm alone, and in the Nether Sea, there were also ghost-like things, so Xiang Hao now suspects that Are there any hidden connections between the Sea of ​​Compassion and the Sea of ​​Netherworld?
"Everyone, if we want to cross this sea, I'm afraid we can't do it without the help of fellow Taoists from Purdue Sect." An old man whose hair was about to fall out came out and said in a hoarse voice.

This is an extremely powerful old antique, unfathomable. Although it looks like its eyes are cloudy, no one dares to approach it.

"Fellow Daoist of Purdue Gate, your teacher is proficient in the method of exorcising evil spirits and avoiding darkness, can you help build a big ship?" Old Antique said again, bowing his hands to the crowd.

"Hey, you old guy, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, and you still miss the dragon's nest." Another old antique came out, older than the one who spoke before, and his teeth were almost gone.

But there is no doubt that this old antique is also very terrifying. It does not emit any mana fluctuations, but it gives people a sense of unfathomable.

The two old antiques whispered to each other for a long time, and they seemed to have a good conversation and sighed a lot.

"Brother, do you know where these two seniors come from?" Xiang Hao asked a young man beside him with a look of awe.

The young man took a look at Xiang Hao and saw that Xiang Hao had a good temperament. After pondering for a moment, he lowered his voice and said, "The one on the right is an expert from the Purdue Gate, whose dharma name is Sandu. It was suppressed by Master Sandu himself. The one on the left is the Supreme Elder of the Holy Land of the Lingxu. He lived a brilliant life. His real name is Tang Ji, but the world respects him as the King of Spiritual Martial God. Both of these two seniors are over four thousand years old. gone."

"They're all great people!" Xiang Hao sighed. It's terrifying for a monk to live for more than 4000 years.

"I didn't expect that you two old guys are still alive." An old voice suddenly came, and then people were shocked to see another old man in black robe who seemed to be dying, with sunken eye sockets, skinny and skinny.

After seeing the third old antique, Master Sandu and Tang Ji, the Supreme Elder of the Holy Land of the Spirit Void, both had unhappy faces, as if they had deep grievances.

"Who is this again?" Xiang Hao asked in a low voice. For some reason, the third old antique appeared made Xiang Hao's scalp tingle for no reason.

"If I'm not wrong, this should be the old leader of the Shinto Alliance. These three are probably the last three god kings in the God Realm today." The young man whispered.

Xiang Hao was a little startled by the young man's words, and couldn't help but said: "Don't tell me that the monks at the highest level in the God Realm are only in the God King Realm, and there must be saints."

"Is it easy to enter the holy land? You see, these three seniors have racked their brains and failed to enter the holy land for thousands of years. However, I really dare not say whether there are saints. It's just that we know It seems that there are only three of these ancient figures."

"Maybe!" Xiang Hao said softly, in his heart, he did not agree with the young man's last words.

The Four Great Sacred Lands and the Nine Great Forbidden Lands are famous in the God Realm, and there must be extremely terrifying existences that have never been incarnated, and if they did not show up, it does not mean that they are dead.

In the arena, Master Sandu of Purdue Sect walked a lot away after the old leader of the Shinto Alliance appeared, and sighed: "About a year ago, I sensed that you went to the Nether Sea, and it seems that you want to go to the lower realm. Did it fail in the end?"

"Sure enough, nothing can escape the eyes of Fellow Daoist Sandu." The old alliance leader grinned, with a few teeth missing, his smile was uglier than crying.

Xiang Hao, whose expression was fairly calm, suddenly clenched his fists at this moment, staring at the old leader, and waiting for Master Sandu to speak again, because Xiang Hao remembered a catastrophe.

However, Master Sandu opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, but Tang Ji, the Supreme Elder of Holy Land of the Spirit Xu, spoke.

Tang Ji said to the old leader with a blank face: "Fellow Daoist desperately wants to continue his life. We can understand this feeling, but there are some things that should not be done too much. The lower realm is full of..."

Tang Ji's last words, except for Master Sandu and the old leader, no one could hear clearly, but even if Xiang Hao only heard this, his eyes turned red in an instant.

Because, through the words of Master Sandu and Tang Ji, Xiang Hao suddenly figured out the source of the disaster in the Eastern Continent in the wild world, and the leader behind it must be the old leader of the Shinto Alliance.

In order to continue his life, the old leader controlled the dark creatures, and the dark creatures united with the demon clan, and chose to start a war in Dongzhou, devouring the souls of all living beings with black pots. Those souls that were swallowed should be In the end, it was to be given to the old leader to continue his life.

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