Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

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"here is?"

Xiao Ye looked around and saw a pair of stone gates in front of him.

This pair of stone gates is about a thousand feet tall, and it is really daunting. There are many traces carved on the gate, forming a mural, and even an extremely huge force has been constructed, lifelike, as if coming out of the wall.

This force is like a divine mansion, bathed in thunder and lightning, standing above the nine days, accepting the sincere worship of thousands of races.

"Shuangtong Ancient Clan, Dayan Ancient Clan, Tunkun Ancient Clan..."

Xiao Ye looked carefully, and suddenly his pupils shrank.

Even in the murals, they found the traces of these ancient peoples, and they all knelt under the feet of that huge force.

"Is this force taboo the ancient race!" Xiao Ye's eyes were horrified.

It can make many ancient tribes bow their heads, he is hard to imagine how terrible it is to taboo the glorious period of ancient tribes.

"come in."

At this moment, a rumbling sounded, I saw Qing Fan has pushed open the stone door.

Xiao Ye quickly followed.

Behind the stone gate is a wide palace, the walls of which are gleaming with gold, and they are made of the same material as the pyramid of Saint.

In the center of the palace, there is a stone platform, and the corpse placed on it is already covered with green hair, which is extremely infiltrating.

"It seems to have the breath of the ancient scriptures from the beginning!"

Feeling the faint fluctuations emanating from this body, I was pleasantly surprised.

The waves emanating from this corpse were completely blocked by the pair of stone gates. No wonder he was outside the pyramid and could not feel the slightest.

"The younger generation taboos Xiao Ye, an ancient tribe, to meet their seniors."

Xiao Ye took a step forward with a solemn salute.

Although he did not get the taboo of the ancient clan, he practiced the ancient scriptures of the early days, comprehending the holy way of war, and had long-lasting cause and effect with this ancient clan.

"Alas, the taboo ancient windless sage, once a human race, used his own power to destroy a hostile race, and finally fell to this step field. It is really sad."

"I leave a trace of evil thoughts, not for revenge, but to protect the corpse of the no-wind saint, otherwise, even if exiled to eternity, it will not be preserved."

"Now I have finally waited for a member of the taboo ancient clan, old friends, you can squint." Qing Fan sighed, as if thinking of the past.

Xiao Ye was surprised for a moment, and respected Qing Fan.

For the sake of kindness, evil thoughts were born, just to protect this saint?

He thought that he was burying the holy star and got the corpse like a teenager.

The other party is the holy king of the taboo ancient tribe, but the last battle burned the holy way, leaving no fragments of the holy way at all.

As for the holy corpses of the taboo ancients, although the majors have been dealt with by the holy temple, in order to avoid the taboo ancients blooming again, the major ancients will never let go.

Fortunately, the guardian of Qing Fan.

"Senior Qingfan, it seems that even if the seven ancient tribes passed the Dumu Bridge, you would not let them enter the Holy Pyramid."

Xiao Ye asked.

"Hehe!" Qing Fan wondered if he could smile, and then urged Xiao Ye to step forward.

The most precious treasure in the pyramid of the holy is nothing more than this.

"it is good!"

Xiao Ye's eyes were blazing, and his face was full of anticipation.

What can he gain from a well-preserved holy corpse of an ancient taboo saint?

"Senior is strange."

Xiao Ye stepped forward, meditating a few words in his heart, trying to urge the power of the Holy Order into it.

Taboos of the ancient clans are the same as him.

For example, when he found Lang Xie's corpse in the human world, he used this method to activate the other party's obsession, and finally got the chance to become a saint.

So he wanted to give it a try.

But after waiting for a long time, this corpse still didn't respond at all, let Xiao Ye sigh.

This holy corpse has obviously been dealt with by mystery, and the holy order source and soul have been wiped out. Where will there be a reaction?

"See if there are fragments of the Word."

Xiao Ye released the Holy Consciousness again and searched carefully. He soon discovered that a light group was found in the eyebrow of the other party.

This light group Xiao Ye is too familiar, it is the fragments of the Holy Path, but it is countless times larger than the twelve fragments of the Holy Path collected by him, and it is endlessly intimidating. It is obviously a fragment of the intermediate Holy Path.

It's a pity that Xiao Ye couldn't absorb this light group at all, because it was not a fragment of the Holy Path of War.

At the same time, Xiao Ye screamed and only felt black in front of his eyes. The soul seemed to be cut in half by a knife, and half of the soul flew out, rising continuously, like a sacred monument communicating with the temple, wearing Through the endless space.

But the end is not a holy temple, but a chaotic land.

Everywhere here is packed with Sheng Hui, the most holy place, accepting the worship of all human beings, like walking through the pair of stone door murals, becoming a passer-by, coming to the glory period of the taboo ancient clan.

boom! boom! boom!

In the chaotic land, the breath of saints lingered in horror.

In the breath of these holy ways, there are many powerful people, and each one seems to be able to explode the world. They are divided into nine camps, but they share the same root.

And Xiao Ye actually felt the breath of the Holy Path of War.

Under the sacred path of war, a sacred warlord surpassed the heavens, and the holy sage was unstoppable, exuding peerless coercion.

"The taboo ancients have nine veins in total, and the war saints are just one of them." Xiao Ye's mind became enlightened.

Nine is the extreme number between heaven and earth.

But at this moment, the strong men of the Holy Order in the nine veins sat cross-legged at the same time, chanting some kind of mysterious scriptures, and the wind and the clouds moved in a flash. Ground, once again condensed a figure.

This figure is formed by the conviction of the taboo of the ancient tribes, and it was born with luck.

His body is vague, even men and women can't be separated, and he is enveloped by nine kinds of sacred sacred breaths, like a blazing sun, suppressing the eternal blue sky, and the ancient sons of the ancient races that Xiao Ye has seen, all will be eclipsed in front of this person. It can’t be compared. It is the strongest in the world.

He broke through the extreme, broke the shackles, and by Jiu Shengyi, he carried hope on his body, as if he could split the darkness and bring light.

At this moment, this figure seemed to have discovered Xiao Ye, and cast a glance at a distance, so that the power of Xiao Ye's soul almost shattered.

He reached the soul quality of the level of the Son, and he could not even bear the eyes of the other party.

"Is this...is it the taboo of the ancient clan?" Xiao Ye was horrified.

He actually saw the taboo ancient son!

If the time master knows, he will be ecstatic.

Uh!

Just when Xiao Ye tried to see the other party's appearance, the other party withdrew his gaze, stepped on the endless void, and wanted to escape.

"Holy Son, don't go, who the **** are you? Me and Senior Time Saint have been looking for you for a long time."

Xiao Ye's soul power surged, trying to communicate with each other and catching up.

It is very likely that the Holy Son of the Taboo Ancients is his deceased person. If he comes out of the True Spirit Continent, even if he cannot see the other person's appearance, he may recognize it as long as he is close.

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