Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

The Immortal Mausoleum is shrouded by the power of the universe, and there are many large tombs like hills, gathered together, it seems to be entrenched like a dragon mountain range, majestic, majestic and winding, corresponding to the sun, moon and stars, as if breathing with life.

This place was originally rich in vegetation, sacred medicines everywhere, and full of vitality, but because of the raging of the alien lord, it led to a barren land for thousands of miles and a desolate place.

At the same time, there was also a chilling aura that swept across the entire Xianling like a storm.

"A few days ago, another terrifying Holy Master appeared. He led the Holy Masters of other races to launch an attack. He wanted to rush out of the Immortal Mausoleum, but he was stopped by Ao Chunqiu, the first generation Holy Son of the Ancient Twin Eyes Clan."

"Ao Chunqiu is too terrifying. Although he didn't kill him, he suppressed the exit. He really wants to turn Xianling into a hunting ground."

"Now the holy lords of foreign races scattered all over the fairy mausoleum are calling for the holy lords of the same race, especially the top stone spirit race. I am afraid that there will be unworldly beings coming."

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One after another, the news spread quickly, causing everyone who heard it to be horrified, and the entire Xianling was like a pot of chaotic porridge, a scene of turmoil.

Everyone knows that there is going to be chaos in Xianling, and perhaps a confrontation that has never been seen before will begin.

The Holy Master of the human race was afraid, afraid of being affected, and wanted to withdraw, but he couldn't get Ao Chunqiu's permission.

hum!

In the past few days, the entire Immortal Mausoleum was in chaos, the space was trembling, and from time to time, a Holy Master came from the sky and descended on this place.

This is the Holy Lord of the alien race. When they arrived here, they all cast their eyes on Ao Chunqiu, but they didn't act immediately.

Without enough confidence, who would dare to challenge the first holy son of the ancient Shuangtong clan?

Ao Chunqiu's expression remained the same, he still sat still like a god, very indifferent.

At the same time, there are also strong people from the race who continue to come.

The news of the Immortal Mausoleum has already spread among the human race, and rumors of the much-anticipated first-generation Holy Son of the ancient clan have also appeared.

Crash!

Somewhere in Xianling, a fierce battle broke out, and the aura of the holy way was boundless, covering the world.

look carefully,

A gray halo spread between the sky and the earth, as if it suppressed everything in the sky and the earth.

Immediately afterwards, a muscular figure with holy wings growing from behind passed across the sky, drawing traces of the holy way, bringing up pieces of holy blood of various colors, which surged in the void, and there were three men with hideous looks. Amidst the screams, the Holy Master's body split apart and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The exuberant power of the Holy Lord is surging, mixed with the comprehended holy way and dissipated, feeding back the heaven and the earth.

"Another three true gods of different races have been killed!"

"Combining the Dao-pressing holy pattern with the holy wings I cultivated, the power is simply too great." The sturdy figure stopped, and the holy wings behind him disappeared. It was Xiao Ye.

"There are quite a few good treasures in these three true gods of different races."

Xuan Xiao, who was on the side, had already flown over to inspect the fallen Holy Lord's space ring, and took out many holy artifacts and a bunch of holy treasures from it, his face full of amazement.

These holy treasures are all rare, apparently conceived from the fairy mausoleum, and were forcibly taken away by these alien lords.

"Holy Son, it's a pity, these holy treasures are not of much use to you." Xuan Xiao shook his head in disappointment after checking it out.

How terrifying is the body of Xiao Ye's Son? These holy treasures are at best just icing on the cake.

"It's nothing, anyway, we need to rebuild the beginning." Xiao Ye looked calm.

These days, he hunted in the fairy mausoleum and harvested a lot of holy treasures, the most important thing is

Contribution!

His contribution value has reached 450 million!

The ranking has improved again, surpassing the gluttonous Lord of the Jiuxiao Ancient Clan, but he can only be ranked third!

There are two first-generation holy sons of the ancient clan, occupying the first and second respectively, and their contribution value is as high as 500 million.

Although it is impossible to find out who the first and second sons are, Xiao Ye speculates that Ao Chunqiu must be among them.

"In just one month, my contribution value has skyrocketed so much. Xianling is indeed a suitable hunting ground."

"Besides, fighting these alien sages has a very good sharpening effect. I am getting closer and closer to the day when I break through the great celestial sages."

The next moment, Xiao Ye set off, ready to continue hunting.

However, he didn't dare to be careless, he was hiding his breath, and he didn't even summon Xiaobai in the holy world to join the battle.

After all, the Immortal Mausoleum is very chaotic now, and the holy lords of foreign races are coming in a steady stream. Once he attracts siege, the situation will be very bad.

The space of the Immortal Mausoleum continued to turbulent, and the symbols of the holy way surged, cutting through the long river of time, and the holy masters of different races came one after another.

"Hmph, the human race is really courageous. They are both top races, but they dare to kill the true heavenly lord of our race. They really want to die!"

At this time, a fierce roar resounded through the sky, causing the sky to shake, and the large tombs in the fairy mausoleum were blown to pieces by the sound waves.

Only fifteen stone-like creatures descended.

Their eyes were extremely cold, the holy light was shocking, and the light shot out, reaching hundreds of thousands of miles, with overwhelming power, they all looked at Ao Chunqiu.

"Fifteen true heavenly stone spirit masters!"

"Is the stone spirit race going to retaliate?"

This scene caught the attention of Xiao Ye, who was hunting the holy lord of the alien race in the fairy mausoleum, his pupils shrank and his figure stopped.

This is a top race that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the human race. It is not surprising that there are so many strong people.

The Holy Lord of the Stone Spirit race is naturally powerful, and can be called the strongest in the same realm. Now that fifteen true heavenly beings are fighting together, even Ao Chunqiu must pay attention to it.

"Stone spirits are the top race, why only send you stones here?"

However, Ao Chunqiu just raised his eyelids, in his mouth the true lord of the stone spirit race turned into a stone.

"The little bastard is so arrogant, do you really think that you, as the first holy son of the ancient Shuangtong clan, can despise the world?"

"Since we are here, we naturally have the means to restrain your pupil technique."

As soon as these words came out, the fifteen stone spirit lords were all furious, their coercion soared to the sky, and the energy of the stone soul that built their bodies gushed and surged, turning into a peerless killing array, wanting to drown Ao Chunqiu.

"Since you're here, let's show up."

"My holy son has killed many holy masters of different races before, and I feel a little boring. How about these stones for you to kill?"

Facing such a peerless killing array, Ao Chunqiu remained calm, as if talking to the void.

"Hehe, Ao Chunqiu, don't you want to expose too much the pupil technique of your ancient double pupil clan in front of us?"

"Forget it, since the Holy Son is here, let's move around."

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As the words of Ao Chunqiu spread, the entire fairy mausoleum moved rumblingly, like the Yangtze River sweeping across the sky, the void lit up everywhere, with holy light soaring into the sky, and figures full of the breath of time walked out, looking down upon all living beings.

At this moment, the holy way wailed, and the peerless killing formation mobilized by the fifteen stone spirit lords collapsed directly. The vast land and the magnificent fairy tomb seemed to be stepped under the feet of those who came.

"Those first-generation holy sons of the ancient clan forces... are they here?" Xiao Ye muttered to himself.

The second update arrives!