Cultivation Starts From BTTH

Chapter 511 Great Thousand World, the wind is blowing

In the sea of ​​suffering, Xiao Han and Xiao Yan each saw holy ice and divine fire.

This is their holy way.

Not only that, what they saw in the sea of ​​suffering was real.

In the boundless sea of ​​suffering, there really exists a kind of holy ice and divine fire.

Deathly Ice.

Eternal fire.

Among them, this eternal fire is ranked ninth in the Great Thousand World Shenhuo list, which can be said to be a very high-ranking fire.

Step out one step, the other side of the flower blooms, as if going through a baptism of the avenue.

On the other side of the sea of ​​bitterness, Xiao Han and Xiao Yan successfully refined the holy ice and divine fire.

Today they are the real Heavenly Sovereign powerhouses.

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Over Snow Moon City, Xiao Han and Xiao Yan were spat out by the ancient Heavenly Sovereign battlefield, and the two advanced to Heavenly Sovereign, which was no longer tolerated by the battlefield rules.

"Heavenly Sovereign." Xiao Han and Xiao Yan met with a smile. The two came to the Great Thousand World together a few years ago.

"Holy Son." Xiao Han and Xiao Yan came to a tower in Xueyue City, and a group of people from the Holy Book Palace stayed here, and everyone saluted.

"How long has it been?" Xiao Han asked a Sacred Palace disciple.

"It's been a month since I returned to the Holy Son," the man replied.

Hearing this, Xiao Han and Xiao Yan were a little stunned. They only walked in the sea of ​​suffering for more than a month, not to mention that they were retreating on the other side of the sea of ​​suffering to attack Heavenly Sovereign, which took a lot of time.

"It seems that the time rules in the ancient Heavenly Sovereign battlefield on this side have also changed." Xiao Han said, in the battlefield, all kinds of avenue rules are full of power, and it is understandable that the passage of time is different from the outside world.

"Aren't the others out yet?" Xiao Han asked again.

"No, the Holy Son was the first to emerge from the battlefield," said the disciple of the Holy Palace.

Xiao Han nodded and didn't ask any more questions. It seemed that everyone was still looking for opportunities.

"I'm going to wait here for the other Sacred Palace disciples to come out, Xiao Yan, what are your plans in the future?" Xiao Han looked at Xiao Yan and asked.

"I'm about to leave. Now that I've been promoted to Heavenly Sovereign, I'm going to consolidate the forces and set up a sect in the Great Thousand World." Xiao Yan said. Integration is required.

"Yeah." Xiao Han nodded, then smiled and said, "Since you have established a sect, then you have to increase the reputation of the faction, otherwise I will be embarrassed to report your name in the future."

"That's natural." Xiao Yan laughed.

"By the way, I'm about to open the plane channel to Dou Qi Continent, and it's time to take them over." Xiao Han said again.

"Well, I've also considered this. After I combine the forces, I'll open up a plane channel." Xiao Yan nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yan didn't stay any longer, stepped out, and his figure had disappeared in place strangely.

"Emperor Pavilion, it's time to set up." Xiao Han raised his head, looked at the gorgeous sky above, and muttered.

After Xiao Han and the other two came out of the battlefield, some people walked out of it one after another. Although they didn't necessarily get a lot of opportunities, they were the luckiest to walk out of it alive. The battlefield was full of crises, especially the sea of ​​bitterness. I don't know how many people died tragically, and I don't know if Mohe Tian, ​​Lin Xiyan and the others in the sea of ​​misery have the ability to successfully get out.

After five days of waiting, the people from the Holy Book Palace finally came out.

At the entrance of the battlefield, a huge ice-blue giant kun quickly swept out from it.

Soon, Taikoo Pengkun swept over the square tower where Xiao Han was located. On the back of the fat fish were all disciples of the Holy Palace, but compared with before, the number of people was reduced. What this means is self-evident. Those people will always be on the battlefield.

Fortunately, a group of top disciples from the Holy Palace were all there, Tang Shiya, Chu Chenyu, Shangguan Wan'er, Bai Ye, and others came out alive, and their strengths have improved slightly.

It's just that at this moment, Tang Shiya and the others on Fat Fish's back looked a little unsightly, especially Bai Ye, whose face was cold and terrifying, but there was an undisguised sadness in those eyes.

"What happened?" Seeing that everyone's expressions were not right, Xiao Han frowned slightly and asked.

The fat fish turned a pair of huge eyes, and the always talkative it kept silent at this moment, flapped its wings, and its huge body slowly landed.

"Holy Son, Junior Sister Qiuling... was killed." Tang Shiya looked at Xiao Han with her beautiful eyes and spoke first.

After speaking, Tang Shiya and the others backed away automatically, and an ice coffin behind him caught Xiao Han's eyes. In the coffin lay a woman's body, which was Bai Qiuling.

Xiao Han walked over and looked at the familiar figure in the ice coffin, who had no breath, his expression gradually turned cold, "Who did it?"

"Ancient Mohe Clan, Maha Xue." Bai Ye said coldly, Maha Xue did not choose to enter the sea of ​​suffering, but looked for another opportunity.

Tang Shiya added: "In a previous historic site, Bai Qiuling obtained a powerful inheritance, and Mahaxue also took a fancy to it, so she murdered and took the inheritance. She carries a peerless sacred relic, plus there are many Ancient Mohe Clan The strong follow, we are not right..."

At this point, Xiao Han waved his hand and interrupted Tang Shiya's words. He looked at the ice coffin in front of him and said indifferently, "I'll wait here for her to come out."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Han didn't say more, walked over and patted Bai Ye's shoulder, then went straight to the corner of the city tower, his eyes looked at the sky, extremely sharp.

Seeing Xiao Han's appearance, everyone didn't dare to say anything, they were all silent, and the atmosphere seemed extremely depressed.

However, listening to the words of the Holy Son just now, everyone vaguely felt a sense of tension that was about to come, and faced with Ancient Mohe Clan, one of the Great Thousand World Five Great Ancient Clans, what did the Holy Son intend?

"I feel like something is going to happen..." The disciples of the Holy Palace had such a hunch. They knew too much about this holy son who had been acting frivolously.

Snow Moon City is about to usher in a big storm.

Time passed slowly in tension and depression, and ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

During this period, Mohe Tian, ​​Mo Yi, Xuan Hao, Qing Tianming, Huang Yun Xiao, Hei Hao, Lin Xiyan, Yu Xuanji and other eight people walked out of the sea of ​​suffering one after another, all stepping into the position of Heavenly Sovereign.

Most of the rest who entered the sea of ​​bitterness died.

Tu Feng, the person in the People's Slaughtering Hall, and the Ancient Buddha Clan were deeply affectionate.

After they came out, Mohe Tian and the others never left. Naturally, they were waiting for the people from their respective clans. Except for the sea of ​​bitterness, the ancient Heavenly Sovereign had a huge battlefield and had countless opportunities. Someone can find a good opportunity.

Everyone is waiting, it's just that what's waiting is different.

Among all the people who were waiting, the disciples of the Holy Palace were even more uneasy, because they knew that what they were waiting for was a storm.

Half a month later, the entrance to the ancient Heavenly Sovereign battlefield was about to close, and Mahaxue and his party finally walked out of the battlefield.

It's just that everyone never thought that the moment Mahaxue stepped out of the battlefield.

A sword came out, the sky and the earth were cold, and the sky was stained with blood.

Mahaxue fell.

Great Thousand World, the wind is blowing.

(End of this chapter)