Mysterious Unparalleled Draw

Originally, there were only ten holy places in the human race, and the Western Regions were guarded by the Tianlong Holy Land. Later, for some reason, the Tianlong Holy Land was divided into three parts, which gave rise to the current twelve holy places.

According to legend, the division of Tianlong Holy Land into three was caused by different teachings.

However, the two domains are too far apart, and Xiao Fan has no way of knowing the specific information.

"However, his Great Freedom Sword was inherited by the founder of the Jiange Pavilion, how could it be related to the Buddhism of the Western Regions far away?" Xiao Fan frowned.

What puzzled him even more was why there was a change in his transformation of the Great Freedom Sword here, and even he could feel a sense of summoning.

All of this made Xiao Fan feel like he was in a fog, and it was difficult to see the truth.

After a while, the tarsal yin wind in his soul was all expelled by his Great Transformation Sword, and everything returned to calm.

But in just a short period of time, Xiao Fan's soul source lost a full tenth. Fortunately, after expelling the yin wind, Xiao Fan devoured and refined it with the swallowing magic art, replenished it, and even increased it. A lot of mental power.

The strange overcast wind made Xiao Fan dare not be careless, and stimulated the blood of the ancient sacred body to protect his whole body.

The ancient sacred body, which is invincible to all evil, did not disappoint him. The pervasive Yin wind, under his conscious obstruction, could not enter his body at all, which made Xiao Fan feel slightly relieved.

Down, keep down!

Xiao Fan became more and more curious about the things that summoned him below.

When he descended to about [-] feet, Xiao Fan felt a huge pressure. The abyss below made him a little palpitated, and the fluctuations emitted became more and more terrifying.

But it was at this time that he vaguely saw the gleaming white light emanating from dozens of feet below, and even the black fog could not cover it up.

And the source of the summoning that Xiao Fan felt seemed to be that white light.

He took a short rest, took a deep breath, and descended again.

............

Somewhere in the abyss of the burial of the gods, a fat Taoist priest with a red face was sneaking around, as if he was looking for something.

After a while, his face was full of joy, and a smile appeared on his fleshy face: "Pin Dao is really a genius, and only Pin Dao can come up with such fantastic ideas!"

In front of him, in an inconspicuous pile of boulders, there is an altar hidden, which is extremely secret and has no fluctuations at all.

If the three demon king-level demons were here, they would definitely be able to discover that this altar was the transmission channel for them to go to that cave.

"Hey, before the yin wind of God's Burial is violent, Pindao will arrange a few things first!"

The fat Taoist grinned, and the fat on his face was squeezed together to form pleats, which was quite joyful.

He squeezed Yin Jue, and with a flash of white light, the whole person disappeared in place.

"Hey, it's still the poor way to be smart, set up a big formation here, and get the moon first."

The fat Taoist appeared in the cave where Xiao Fan had been before, and the mung bean's small eyes were rolling with indescribable cunning.

Suddenly, his nose shrugged, and his face changed: "Someone has come here? Damn it, this is my secret base, Master Dao, how can I let people get there first?"

This place was discovered by accident before he opened the Abyss of Divine Burial last time. For this reason, he deliberately set up a camouflage formation at the entrance of the cave to prevent it from being discovered.

Even the altar in the cave was specially built by him, wasting a lot of resources.

But before he even tried to make a profit, he was taken first by others. How could he accept this?

However, in the next second, he seemed to think of something, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"This place is three thousand feet into the abyss. If you go further down, even the Holy Master of the Holy Land dare not go down. Let's see how you little thief died!"

Chapter [-] The horrific corpse, the relic summons! (New book seeking collection, seeking everything)

close!

close!

Getting closer!

Finally, Xiao Fan saw the source of the bright white light.

"This...this is?" Xiao Fan was shocked.

That glowing white light was actually a corpse. To be precise, it should be a piece of jade-like relic in the corpse's head.

The corpse was firmly attached to the stone wall, the right hand was firmly inserted into the stone wall, and the left hand was raised up, as if calling for help.

On the pale bones, there is a faint glow, indicating the strength of the corpse owner in his life.

And the movement of his Great Freedom Sword originated from this corpse, or more precisely, from the relic in the corpse's head.

All around the corpse, there are scary grooves, with purple-black bloodstains on them, which exudes supreme killing intent, which seems to be a great killing technique by the unparalleled almighty.

"It seems that this is a battle between two people, so who will win?" Xiao Fan was shocked.

With the strength of more than [-] fierce horses, and his Great Freedom Sword, he could only penetrate about three inches into the stone wall.

And this ditch was already several meters deep, and the killing intent in the blood stains, even after the baptism of endless years, still left a shocking killing intent.

How terrifying was this corpse and his enemy?

Xiao Fan dare not think about it!

Even the Buddha Slash in the hands of the owl prince that day could barely keep up with such a terrifying killing intent.

Xiao Fan reckoned that if it weren't for the special place here, and the repression of the relics in this corpse, I'm afraid that just this killing intent could instantly kill him.