Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

As for the changes in the Yanhuang Great Realm, apart from the sweeping old man, only the Heavenly Silkworm Holy Emperor knew about it.

"Xiao Ye, I hope you can live. I can't go to the human race, so I can only pray for you here."

Princess Tiancan endured the worries in her heart, stood in the holy world of Tiancan, looked in the direction of the human race from a distance, and whispered to herself.

She is the only heir of the Heavenly Silkworm Sacred Emperor, inheriting the bloodline of the other party, and has assumed the heavy responsibility for the fate of the Heavenly Silkworm Sacred Clan since she was a child, she is strong and independent.

Until the appearance of Xiao Ye, he was still willing to stand by her side when geniuses of different races turned their backs.

At that time, her mood began to have waves.

But the Celestial Silkworm Saint Emperor returned and wanted to match her and Xiao Ye, but Xiao Ye refused, which made her extremely angry, and she wanted to practice hard, surpass Xiao Ye, and prove her excellence.

This is a very complex feeling, it is difficult to explain clearly.

In a blink of an eye, she heard that the person she wanted to surpass had suffered bad luck and would never see her again, and her heart became even more empty, making her seem to have lost the meaning of cultivation.

Now that person's fate is likely to turn around, how could she not miss it?

Among the meteorites in the Yanhuang Great Realm, the loud voice became more and more intense. The ancient characters composed of light and shadow bred infinite light and enveloped the drop of blood, like a huge silkworm cocoon.

This is indeed the Celestial Silkworm Bible taught by the Celestial Emperor, which was touched when he was on the verge of death.

Boom!

I don't know how long this scene lasted, and finally there was a faint fluctuation in the cocoon, like a beating heart.

Buzz buzz!

The fluctuations became more and more intensive, and finally shook the sky like a thunder, and a trace of consciousness was slowly growing.

It is precisely because of the birth of this ray of consciousness, perhaps aware of the presence of the Dao mark of the Holy Lord of Huadu, that the cocoon began to move slowly and started an interstellar journey.

It needs the nourishment of energy in order to gradually grow stronger.

The power of the stars, the essence of the sun and the moon, the origin of the universe, and even sunlight can all be its rations.

and,

The direction in which the cocoon moves is constant, as if the coordinates have been set long ago.

Swish!

I don't know how long it took, but the cocoon flew to a space crack that was hard to detect, and rushed in.

"Spatial crack?"

"It seems that this little guy has already prepared a way out, what a scheming one."

The old man sweeping the floor standing in the mysterious temple had been paying attention all the time. Seeing this, he burst out laughing, stopped paying attention, and continued to clean the heavy dust at the entrance of the temple.

There are many spatial cracks in the Three Thousand Great Realms, and space-time turbulence is everywhere, which is very unstable. Unless you go in personally, no one knows where it will end up.

No one knew that in the space crack, there was a five-story quaint pagoda floating like an ordinary stone.

When the blood drop wrapped in the silkworm cocoon flew in, the quaint little tower trembled slightly, and a suction burst out, directly pulling it in.

Immediately afterwards, this quaint little pagoda, just like when the ancient clan suffered annihilation in the early days, when the body of the holy son of the early days built with the strength of the clan was taken away and the soul was scattered, it was protecting the blood drop. into the void.

No one knew that inside this quaint little pagoda, there was a perfect body full of traces of the holy way sitting cross-legged.

hum!

When the blood bead covered by silkworm cocoons came in, it immediately rushed towards the body like a very hungry beast.

Crash!

Like water and milk blending together, without the slightest hindrance, a natural fit, that blood bead and that body are perfectly fused together.

At the same time, the cocoon was like a vine, gradually wrapping around the body, and then everything returned to calm.

In the space crack, there is endless space turbulence.

This quaint five-story pagoda is constantly parading with the body inside the pagoda, without any destination.

However, I don't know how long it has passed, the five-story pagoda no longer protected that body, but threw it out, turning itself into a ray of light and heading straight for the opponent's chest.

Time passed by slowly, and the entire three thousand great worlds, due to the influence of the reincarnation of the era, completely broke out.

Over the years, friction among the major races has naturally been inevitable. Now that the Holy Master has returned, how can we not carry out liquidation and redefine the areas of influence?

"The Lord of the Rakshasa Race returned from the Starry Sky Corridor and fought with the Lord of the Dark Night Race. The place is in Xiantai. It is extremely dangerous and must not be set foot there."

"The reincarnation of the era broke out completely, and the Three Thousand Worlds will usher in a period of chaos. Let alone the Holy Lord, even the Holy Lord dare not say that he can save his life."

...

In a world that does not belong to the human race, the elders of many sects and forces are strictly admonishing the younger generation.

The so-called Xiantai is actually a general term for the gathering of a large number of star fields. It is a very mysterious place in this great world. It is shrouded in mist all the year round. Some people have experienced this place and have grown into peak figures when they come back.

Of course, there are also people who go in and lose their voice in the end.

But now, this star field will become the battlefield of the Holy Lord.

There were no witnesses at all in this battle, and it lasted for ten days before it ended. The final result was that the super-powerful Holy Masters of the two races were both wounded, and finally withdrew at the same time.

The battle at the level of the Holy Lord has destroyed the universe, and the Sendai Starfield has been pierced through. Many secrets have been exposed. Many sects are eager to move, and finally they can't help but leave.

Sendai is indeed very mysterious. After such a terrible collision, there are still some stars left behind.

One of the planets has been shrouded in darkness. It is raining heavily, and the rain is continuous. There are lightning and thunder, and the wind is howling. It seems that there are all kinds of monsters and ghosts.

"Master, I don't know if we can find any better treasures. Maybe our 'Cangyu Sect' can rise from now on and gain a foothold here."

In the night, two human figures, one old and one young, appeared and were exploring the star.

Sudden

Boom!

A fiery thunder and lightning flashed across the sky, as if a sea of ​​thunder was gathering, and then a body fell down.

Being struck by thousands of terrifying lightning bolts, it didn't destroy the body in the slightest, and it was completely intact. It just fell directly like this, knocking down an unknown number of mountain peaks, and greatly frightened the old and the young.

"Master... Master, this is a human race!"

With the help of the blazing thunder and lightning, the young man saw clearly the appearance of this body, and immediately stuttered.

"Hey, in the reincarnation of the era, the three thousand great worlds are in chaos. I don't know how many years it will last. My human race is also very turbulent. Otherwise, our master and apprentice will not be forced to hide here."

"Forget it, I'm also a human race. Let's see if this person is dead. If not, bring him back."

"This person's body is indestructible by lightning, and I am afraid he is also a master of the spiritual rank."

A ray of light flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes, and he spoke.

(The third one is here!)