Immemorial Sword Venerable

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There was a saying in the source world.

The holy land was angry, and the dead body was millions.

From this sentence, we can see that everyone's fear and horror of the Holy Land.

As the highest holy place for swallowing demons, the dream of every tribe is to join the holy land and become a real master.

Of course, for other ethnic groups, holy places are demons.

now.

The Underworld Corps dared to slaughter the Holy Land Corps, it was just looking for death.

The Holy Land issued an order to mobilize all the people who swallowed the Demon Clan, encircled and suppressed the Underworld Legion, and dared to provoke the Holy Land to kill without pardon.

That day.

Some people witnessed that a large number of strong men set off from the Holy Land and went to the territory of Ghost House.

At this time, the territory of the Ghost Mansion was shrouded in black mist and isolated from the outside world. The Underworld Corps has formally penetrated the channel of the Underworld and the Originating World. They have all arrived in the Ghost Mansion.

"The Holy Land seems to be angry." The Lord of the Ghost Mansion said.

"What about that? Soon after, the master of my family will also go out, and then the entire source world will be completely reduced to the territory of my underworld." Underworld leader Sen Ran sneered.

However, before that, they would mass slaughter the Devils, collect their blood, and give it to the Underworld Lord to help him practice.

The whole origin is in chaos.

The other races that were usually suppressed by the Devouring Clan are also rebellious. The whole situation is bad. But the Devon Clan has no time to take care of it. The first thing they must do is to destroy the Underworld Corps and calm the territory of the Ghost Palace turmoil.

Snowy mountains, abyss.

The bald monk's mouth exuded a flesh of blood, his face pale, and he seemed to have reached the point where the lamp was dry, but he had been holding on, wanting to wait for Fang Chen to come out and look at him.

"Return to Tibet."

Suddenly, there was a sound in the cave. The bald monk looked up and suddenly found that there was a huge face reflected in the void. He grinned and said, "My mission is completed."

His mission is here, waiting for the people of the chaotic world to come through the barriers. Once successful, his mission is completed.

now.

After waiting for the endless years, someone successfully passed the test of the virtual world. He could no longer persist. The old injury recurred and almost shattered his soul.

He sighed in relief now, just to look at Fang Chen again.

"The fall of the incarnation will cause great harm to the deity." The giant face sighed. The bald monk is the returned Tibetan monk in his mouth. He is just the incarnation of a strong man in ancient times.

The destruction of the incarnation will have a great impact on the deity.

"My deity has found a place to stay in the gaps of the world. There will be no danger for the time being, and I can leave with confidence." The Tibetan monk said bitterly.

Although he is an incarnation, he has reached this point of spiritual practice, and heaven and earth have given him wisdom, and he has actually become two very different people from this deity, only the Yuanshen is connected.

His deity, a long time ago, has entered the gap between the world and has never returned.

"did you find it?"

Giant Face asked.

The returned Tibetan monk shook his head, "How can it be so easy, I and the deity have already disconnected from perception, only the primal sense, can know that he is still alive, and can receive some of his information intermittently."

"Ugh……"

Big face sighed, "Yeah, how can it be so easy."

"Do n’t be sad, our Chaos Realm is destined not to be overthrown. In the past, there was Venerable Fu Jian, who used his own strength to carry the Chaos Realm and survived the most difficult moments. I believe that it won't take long before he can step into Chaos Supreme Realm. "Gui Zang said.

The giant face nodded, and the other party was still very confident.

Moreover, the destiny of all creatures in Chaos Realm was placed on his shoulder.

"Is there any news over the Devils?" Giant Face asked.

The Tibetan monk said: "Although the Devils Clan Holy Land has always kept secrets, but our information has also detected a little.

"what?"

Giant face was surprised, unexpectedly swallowing the demon patriarch actually entered the world gap.

"However, he is different from my deity. He has found a unique treasure. He can freely enter and exit the world and can return at any time." Said the Tibetan monk. "Not long ago, the Holy Land collected the spiritual resources and claimed to devour There was a problem with the patriarch's practice, which required a lot of practice materials, but in fact, after they collected the materials, they all sent them into the world. "

The two fell silent.

The Swallowing Demon Patriarch has been growing and impacting in the gaps of the world. The unique treasure that can be freely entered and exited has restrictions on use. Therefore, the Swallowing Demon Patriarch will never come out before completely breaking through to a higher level.

For his strong man, only the improvement of his own strength can make him more focused. As for the life of all beings, like ants, it is not worth mentioning at all.

"So, the chaotic world is getting more and more dangerous?" Jue asked after a long silence.

"At most a thousand years." The Tibetan monk said. "After I die, I will give you Jingyuan, and you will try to contact my deity."

As long as there is a 10,000th chance, it must not be missed.

Keep in touch, if you can get in touch, maybe the crisis in Chaos Realm can be eased.

However, this method is almost like a fantasy, both of them have no idea.

"Okay, I will point him as soon as possible, let him condense the ultimate power, step into the thirteenth order of the holy realm." Ju Xian nodded and said solemnly.

Buzz!

The Tibetan monk gave his last strength and then disappeared completely in this world. A ray of essence fell into the mouth of the giant face. The latter sent away to the Tibetan monk with tears, and then returned to the virtual world.

At the top of the snow-capped mountains, in front of the forbidden land after the mountains.

The first messenger stood with his hand down, his expression sad, and with a click, he crushed the stone in his hand, and his heart was infinitely sad.

"master."

The first messenger cried, and tears flared in the corners of his eyes.

At that time, his master returned to the Tibetan monk to support the Daxue Mountain that he created with one hand. In these years, he has been silently looking for people in the chaotic world.

Unexpectedly, the master eventually left him.

"Did you make it?"

The first messenger wiped tears and muttered to himself.

The master once said that he must see with his own eyes that someone who has passed the test of the imaginary realm will leave with peace of mind.

Today, he is sitting down.

Does that mean that the fellow chaotic kingdom he had sent into the abyss has already passed the customs clearance?

The mission was completed, but the first messenger was in a low mood. He turned to look at the white snowy mountains and the disciples who worked hard to practice, showing a self-deprecating smile.

Since then, there is no longer a master of the Daxue Mountain, and some are only the disciples of the Tibetan monk, Tan Qing.