Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

Being brought into the Tower of Time by Xiao Ye, everyone felt the heavy trust. While being grateful, they also cherished the opportunity in front of them very much.

Especially Tai Xu and Jiang Kong.

The two bear Qinghao's immortal inheritance, but they are still holy, so it is difficult to help Xiao Ye, after all, the time given to them is too short to grow up.

"Master, we must live up to our expectations!"

Both Taixu and Jiang Kong sat cross-legged on the fifth floor of the Tower of Time, their bodies lit up with a vast holy light, and the sound of reciting the ancient Bible resounded, as if all the gods and Buddhas were singing in the sky. amazing.

This is the unworldly bible created by leader Qinghao in the midst of countless battles and killings, like a supreme holy way, which can reach the peak of the holy rank.

The leader of Qinghao asked Taixu and Jiang Kong to hold five points each, and at this moment they urged them together, which actually had the effect of increasing each other.

Xiao Ye was also not stingy, and handed over the rare holy-rank treasures obtained from hunting the holy lords of alien races to the two to help them break through.

And in the fifth floor of the Tower of Time, the most astonishing practice movement is none other than Xiaobai.

Rumble!

He turned into the main body, and the earth-shattering blood flowed from his huge body. The six top bloodlines were perfectly fused together, escaped, and turned into a tall demon figure, standing behind him.

As for Xiaobai's parents, as well as Xuan Xiao, they also entered the state of cultivation.

Xiao Ye looked at this scene and smiled slightly.

Among these people, Xiaobai, Taixu, and Jiang Kong have the greatest potential, followed by Xuanxiao. As long as there is enough time, their strength can be improved rapidly.

As for Xiaobai's parents, they were already comparable to the super powerful true Heavenly Lords. To make another breakthrough, apart from time, they also need opportunities, which cannot be forced.

"I'm afraid this retreat will be the longest time since I stepped into martial arts."

"But it might be a good thing for me." Xiao Ye secretly said.

Since entering the Three Thousand Worlds, he has fought for himself, for his relatives, and for the race. He has been under a lot of pressure. It is very difficult for him to have this opportunity to practice quietly and not care about world affairs.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ye sat cross-legged,

I completely let go of my body and mind, and silently recited the mantra Bible.

Ancient characters emerged in the void, like a flowing spring, washing Xiao Ye's heart, making his mind gradually clear, and all distracting thoughts disappeared little by little.

And because he cursed the Bible, he had an illusion.

It seems that after countless epochs, he has become independent, the world is boundless, there are several earthen graves, the world is boundless, the enemy is flying to ashes, the beauty is gone, the old man and the entire human race have been sacrificed to the years.

He vaguely saw that a golden mask had been broken and was still stained with bright red blood. As for Xuanyuan, the founder of the human temple, he had turned into a pink skeleton.

"This is the picture produced by the Mantra Bible, will it come true?"

This feeling was very bad, it made his heart throb, and he felt the eternal desolation. He wished he could cry up to the sky, shatter the eternal desolation, and usher in the prosperity of the world.

Buzz!

At this moment, Xiao Ye's body trembled, and the Nine Meridians Holy Path lit up at the same time like nine shining stars, merging with the endless energy in his body.

In fact, Xiao Ye has enough comprehension, and he can already achieve the transformation of the Nine Meridians Saint Dao, and now he is launching an impact towards the next realm, as if it will come naturally.

At this moment, his whole body is glowing, his energy and spirit are united, the body of the Holy Son is radiant, and his endless potential is being released.

"Ascend to the realm of the great heaven, I don't know how much my strength will improve!"

Feeling that the power of the Holy Master, the power of the Holy Consciousness, and the power of the soul are growing rapidly, Xiao Ye clenched his fists, quite excited.

He could already feel that he was about to break through, but he never expected it to be so fast.

...

Time flies, and two hundred years have passed by at the flick of a finger.

For the three thousand great worlds, these two hundred years can be recorded in the annals of the era.

The impact of the era of reincarnation has reached a fever pitch. The top races have participated in it one after another. Gaiden powerhouses have appeared, and the true heavenly powerhouses standing at the pinnacle of the race have fallen.

And what triggered all of this was the Immortal Tomb of the Human Race.

The six first-generation saints of the human race teamed up to allow only entry and no exit from the fairy tomb. While hunting the alien lord, they also left a glimmer of life, just to attract opponents who could be worthy of a battle.

This move naturally angered many races.

They all sent a powerful lineup of strong men to the Xianling to attack them horizontally.

But the strength of the six first-generation holy sons is too terrifying, and most of the strong races are lost in their hands. In two hundred years, Xianling has become more and more precarious, everyone is in danger, and it has turned into a tragic battlefield. Anyone can foresee it , there will be the most terrifying collision outbreak.

Human Race, Xianling.

On an empty tomb that has been cut off, a young man exuding vicissitudes of life is sitting here quietly. He has double pupils, and there are supreme runes flowing between them, as if the entire fairy tomb is under his detection.

He is Ao Chunqiu.

Compared with two hundred years ago, his body smelled more bloody, and there was also the blood of the alien lord that had not dried up.

"The Holy Son of Absolute Beginning, where is he hiding!"

At this moment, bursts of cold light appeared in Ao Chunqiu's eyes.

Over the past two hundred years, outsiders were all shocked by their six first-generation holy sons who killed many holy masters of different races and created brilliant achievements.

But they don't know that the six first-generation saints have been chasing Xiao Ye's traces, but the other party seems to have evaporated without a trace.

They kept silent because it was completely a matter of face.

After all, once the news spread, they would lose face.

"It's been two hundred years. I've searched the entire Immortal Tomb through deduction with the Supreme Eye Technique, but I haven't found any trace of Xiao Ye. He must have a treasure that I don't know about."

With this thought in mind, Ao Chunqiu's already withered heart throbbed violently again in the endless passage of time.

If it was said that chasing Xiao Ye before was a little interested in the inheritance of Holy Master Qinghao, then now, it is purely for the treasure that Xiao Ye may possess.

"Hehe, I thought that the pupil technique of the ancient Shuangtong clan was so powerful, but after so many years, I couldn't even find anyone."

At this moment, a light laughter suddenly came from beside him, making Ao Chunqiu frown.

Suddenly, a man appeared.

His facial features are hazy, as if the waves are rippling, he has the appearance of all living beings, like the master of the universe, and has the momentum of respecting all races.

"Jun Gen, you finally showed up. I thought you had lost interest in that body."

"However, since you laugh at my pupil technique as useless, why don't you go and find that Son of Absolute Beginning." Ao Chunqiu's expression returned to normal, and he said.

Both are the first generation of saint sons, and they are too familiar with each other.

"The six of you are too useless, and that's why I'm here."

Jun Gen glanced at the other party and said calmly.

The third is here!