Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty years have passed since Xiao Ye fought against Wu Ding and He Boyao in Dongqi Valley.

The Dongqi Valley, which was affected by the war and was ruined, glowed with a glimmer of vitality.

In the self-contained vast universe in the valley, it can be seen that Taoist formations rise up one after another, and the flowing formations converge and interweave together, spreading out a series of Taoist formations, guarding a space with a radius of millions of miles. Like a block of iron.

Looking around, within these Dao God formations, one can see figures filled with purple light.

They are all disciples of the ancient gods.

In addition to Mo Sha, other surviving disciples of the ancient gods in the upper Taoist realm have also rushed here from all over the past few years.

At this moment, the more than two hundred disciples of the ancient gods were sitting cross-legged around a palace, guarding it like stars surrounding the moon.

"Junior brother Xiao Ye's injury hasn't healed yet?"

At this moment, an ancient god disciple opened his eyes and looked towards the palace.

He is not tall, with red eyebrows and red hair, jumping like a ball of flames, and his eyes are even more deep, in which there are various deduction images such as the changes of the years, which are pure Mie Yang.

At this moment, he frowned.

When they arrived at Dongqi Valley, Xiao Ye had already started retreating to heal his injuries. He didn't know much about the other party's injuries, so he could only infer from Mo Sha's mouth.

And on the way to Dongqi Valley, he also clearly felt the change in the atmosphere of the entire Reincarnation Great Forbidden Heaven.

"Over the past few years, I have been communicating with Senior Brother Hongji in the Realm of Clans with commands from the hub, trying to ask for reinforcements, but there was no response."

Beside Chun Mieyang, a black-clothed creature with a gloomy temperament opened his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh.

He is the disciple of the Mingshu Pavilion under Che Yuanhou's seat, Li Chen.

Now Che Yuanhou is the only disciple of the four major pavilions who are in charge of the pavilion.

"The group will not abandon us disciples, but if this is really a test from heaven, we can't avoid it, we can only face it head-on!" Chun Mieyang said in a deep voice.

He himself is the immeasurable upper Taoist god of the ancient god group. After these years of fighting, his strength has stepped into the second level.

Li Chen nodded silently, and meditated again with Chun Mieyang.

at the same time.

In that palace, the seven-story Tower of Time floats in it.

Back then, after Xiao Ye had stabilized his injuries, he started searching in Dongqi Valley.

After He Boyao and Wu Ding's flesh and blood exploded, he didn't find any magic treasure that was useful to him. In order to save time, he directly sacrificed the space artifact, and then rushed into the Tower of Time to heal his injuries.

In the Tower of Time, on the sixth floor, Xiao Ye sat cross-legged in it.

He has practiced here for thousands of years.

Looking around, the injuries on Xiao Ye's divine body had already healed, and the originally dark skin had also transformed, and the whole body was as crystal clear as jade, without any blemish.

It seems that after being washed by a storm, it becomes cleaner and dust-free, and purple rays of light flow everywhere.

The origins opened up on it have increased a lot in these years, reaching a total of about 750,000, and the origin of the god rank is extremely turbulent.

"The battle with He Boyao and the others, although I suffered serious injuries, it was of great benefit to me."

Xiao Ye opened his eyes, flashed two lightning lights in the void, and stood up with a smile on his face.

"If I'm not mistaken, my strength should have surpassed the second level and barely reached the third level."

Feeling himself carefully, Xiao Ye thought to himself.

The strength division of the upper Taoist gods is very general.

You don't need to have a deep understanding of the Chaos Dao, just look at the strength of your strength, there is no bottleneck at all.

"Unfortunately, in these years, I haven't made a big breakthrough in my understanding of Zun Dao's supernatural powers. Even the Zhenhao Chaos Body is still in the middle of the third level!"

With a wave of Xiao Ye's palm, a vague figure flew out of his divine body.

This is exactly his true chaotic body.

Although the Zhenhao Dao Crystal formed between his eyebrows is being continuously refined and is making rapid progress, it has not yet entered the late stage, and its strength is at the peak of the second level.

For Xiao Ye, this is not very useful.

After all, which of the high-ranking Taoist gods who have been precipitated by the Strategies has not cultivated into a true chaotic body?

Not to mention anything else.

The Zhenhao Chaos Body that was used by He Boyao at the beginning has entered the late stage of the third level. If he hadn't urged the black and white swords to get rid of it, once he was besieged, he would still be in big trouble.

Xiao Ye's eyes were full of worry.

He killed He Boyao and Wu Ding, how could the Yishen clan not take revenge?

With his current strength, Bei Jinxiang, the owner of the Bronze Temple alone, can't compete.

"In recent years, many disciples of the ancient gods have rushed to Dongqi Valley."

Xiao Ye whispered to himself, stepped forward and rushed out.

"Junior Brother Xiao Ye has come out!"

When Xiao Ye's figure appeared, the two hundred disciples of the ancient gods in Dongqi Valley were all startled, and they greeted Xiao Ye excitedly.

Xiao Ye's record is too astonishing, it is not as simple as coercion, whether it is a disciple in charge of the pavilion or an ordinary disciple, they are all completely convinced.

Now that they saw Xiao Ye without hindrance, they were naturally excited.

"Everyone..."

Xiao Ye's eyes flickered slightly, looking at the unfamiliar or familiar faces in front of him, his heart warmed slightly.

His time in the ancient gods was not too long, and he was even involved in the battles between his descendants and branches, and he was targeted.

But now, relying on his own efforts, he has finally obtained the approval of these ancient god disciples, and they rushed over one after another to protect him.

But at the same time, Xiao Ye also felt heavy pressure.

These ancient god disciples came for him, if they were implicated again and fell because of this, how could he not blame himself?

"Haha, Junior Brother Xiao Ye, since we are here, we are determined to die and die without regret."

Seeing Xiao Ye's expression, Li Chen came out and laughed.

He is also very proud that a strong man like Xiao Ye appeared in the master's gate.

"good!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere among the disciples of the ancient gods became warmer, and they smiled kindly at Xiao Ye.

At this time, it is meaningless to ask how Xiao Ye killed He Boyao.

They made a choice and naturally have no regrets.

Under the shadow of the imminent crisis, these disciples of the ancient gods were united like never before.

"Thank you very much..."

Xiao Ye was a little choked up, and he was sincerely thanking him, but the next moment, his expression changed suddenly, and he looked out of Dongqi Valley.

There, it can be seen that pieces of divine light are surging, and an inexplicable energy is spreading, impacting hundreds of millions of miles, far surpassing the scene when He Boyao and Wu Ding came.

"come yet?"

At the same time, there was no need for Xiao Ye to remind, the other disciples of the ancient gods also felt something and looked out of Dongqi Valley.

(The third one is here!)

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