Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

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"Holy Master Tianwei!"

"Holy Lord of the Realm!"

"Holy Lord Huadu!"

...

The ten huge coffins are full of demonic temptations, and on each coffin is engraved a title of Nine Heavens, which is immortal in the years, making Xiao Ye's heart beat wildly.

You must know that a person at the level of the Holy Master is the leader of a race in the Three Thousand Worlds!

Corpses of this level, even if there are no treasures left, are still valuable.

Xiao Ye released his holy sense to investigate, but he felt that there was a powerful force in the ten coffins that prevented his exploration.

In addition, he found that the ten coffins were still stained with holy blood, and they were still very fresh, emitting astonishing fluctuations.

"Could it be those holy kings who broke into the corridor of the starry sky out of curiosity and were then teleported here?"

Xiao Ye was taken aback and became vigilant.

How can you offend the coffin of a person of the Holy Master level at will?

"Try it!"

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Ye made a decision, and looked at a coffin in front of him.

This is the coffin belonging to the mighty Lord Tianwei.

The next moment, Xiao Ye stretched out his hands and pushed towards the coffin, intending to lift the coffin lid.

In an instant—

Boom!

The coffin trembled for it, as if a terrifying existence had been irritated, a world-shattering coercion raged out, making this golden space turbulent.

Pooh!

Xiao Ye was the first to bear the brunt, half of his body was destroyed in an instant, the holy blood flowed, and the severe pain made him gasp.

How terrifying is his real body? It has long since broken the shackles and reached a limit.

If he can't bear it,

Looking at the Saint Venerable Realm of the Three Thousand Worlds, how many people can do it?

"I don't believe it!"

Xiao Ye roared loudly, wisps of Holy Dao spiritual energy rose up in his body, as if the most extreme profound meaning in the world had evolved, and his body was repaired in an instant.

In the past fifty years, he has been practicing in the Xiao Family Village in the Yanhuang Great Realm, and he has made great strides forward, his body has become even more terrifying, and the spiritual energy of the Holy Dao that he has contained has surpassed the level of 100,000.

"Mysterious Dharma Sign!"

At the same time, Xiao Ye shouted loudly, and cast the sacred method of Xuantong lineage, his body turned into the universe, and a star in his body lit up, making his whole body covered with red clouds, and his whole body seemed to become a giant, constantly In the midst of destruction and remodeling, he finally lifted the lid of the coffin.

"empty?"

Xiao Ye was dumbfounded when he saw the empty coffin through a gap.

After working for a long time, these coffins are actually empty?

"It's empty too!"

"Still empty?"

"What exactly is going on?"

...

Xiao Ye repeated his old trick and lifted the lids of the other nine coffins again, his face was completely black.

These nine coffins are all empty!

Those holy kings who broke in curiously and were finally suppressed to death by that terrible coercion, if they knew, they would probably be revived.

"The Dayangu people will not be so bored to this point, so here are ten holy master-level coffins."

"Could it be that these ten coffins were prepared by the Holy Master of the Dayan Ancient Clan for himself?"

Xiao Ye's eyes flickered, and he kept speculating.

What happened to make the Holy Lord of the Dayan Ancient Clan prepare a coffin for himself?

Passing through the corridor of time and space, he felt as if he had touched a great secret, and there seemed to be a layer of fog covering him in the dark.

"See if there is still a teleportation array here, you can send it to the next station." Xiao Ye searched this space again.

"That is……"

Soon, Xiao Ye's body trembled and he looked forward.

He found another coffin.

This coffin is different from the ten coffins of the holy masters. Many obscure characters and patterns are engraved on it, full of vicissitudes of time.

Xiao Ye spent a lot of effort before he roughly recognized the two characters above.

Son!

These two fonts are very extraordinary, with a terrifying aura of the holy way flowing, creating a vast ocean of order, making Xiao Ye seem to vaguely see a figure.

He is like the lord of the universe, with the aura of respecting all races, the strength to shake the past and the present, and the appearance of all living beings.

"Is he the first holy son of the Dayan Ancient Clan?" Xiao Ye breathed heavily, clenched his fists, a kind of innate hatred burst out from the depths of his soul.

He had known about the other party's existence for a long time, but Xiao Ye had never actually seen it.

He actually saw here the coffin of the first holy son of the Dayan Ancient Clan.

Like the previous coffins of the ten holy masters, this place is also empty.

But the difference is that the location of this coffin is very special. It seems that something has been suppressed under the coffin, which is the center of this space.

Boom!

Xiao Ye pushed the coffin away, and suddenly a spring emerged.

This spring is bubbling with the holy spring, and it can accommodate a person to pass through. It is more like a passage, leading to an unknown place, full of mystery.

"Could it be possible to go to the next stop through this spring?"

Xiao Ye stared at this spring, and then looked at this space, where all the coffins of the ten holy masters were pointing here from a distance, and suddenly had a guess.

"Since they're all here, let's go in and have a look."

For some reason, the more he stared at the spring, the doubts in Xiao Ye's heart gradually faded away.

It seemed that he had turned into a Holy Master sweeping the nine heavens and ten earths, stepping on any danger, and his self-confidence soared, and he couldn't control it, and wanted to rush in.

"Stop!"

"You can't go in here!"

At this moment, there was a sudden shout, like thunder, which made Xiao Ye tremble all over and paused.

A handsome man with thick black hair and a majestic figure appeared, crossed the endless void, and teleported to Xiao Ye.

"Master Xuanlong?" Xiao Ye was slightly taken aback.

The visitor turned out to be a long time no see, Xuanlong, the new head of the current temple.

"what happened!"

When Xiao Ye came back to his senses, he was covered in cold sweat.

If Xuanlong hadn't scolded him, he would have almost rushed into the spring just now.

"You kid is really not afraid of death. You even ran here and found the 'Da Yan Secret Eye'. If I hadn't gotten the news and came quickly, you would have fallen."

Xuanlong's face was full of helplessness, and with a wave of his palm, the coffin of the first holy son of the Dayan ancient clan was reset, covering the spring again.

"Da Yan secret eyes?" Xiao Ye's eyes flashed brightly, he didn't say much, just stared at the other party.

Xuanlong obviously knew about the Starry Sky Corridor, and he waited for the other party's explanation.

"I originally planned to let you know after another thousand years."

"Forget it."

"You kid accidentally found this place. It seems that it is God's will. There are some secrets of the human race. It's time to let you know."

Sensing Xiao Ye's gaze, Xuan Long sighed.

"Aren't you very curious, our human race is a big race, why is it that the Holy Lord is not present now, and the powerful Holy Lord is not seen?"

The next moment, Xuanlong said seriously.

"Could it be that the holy masters of the ancient Dayan clan have entered the secret eyes of Dayan?" Xiao Ye was taken aback when he heard the words, and couldn't help exclaiming immediately.

(First update!)