The King of The Worlds

His mood was not calm. In the long past, the Qin clan even had quite a few saint-level powerhouses, but now they have declined so much.

Leading the people in the clan, Qin Zongheng quickly walked inward according to the route.

Along the way, you can see a lot of spiritual grasses with powerful aura, and many beasts roaming in the mountains. Similarly, there are also many bones buried here, and the terracotta soil stained red with blood.

Hell and heaven seem to blend here, which is very strange.

The people of the Qin clan fell silent, they were a little nervous.

It is undoubtedly too risky to lead the whole clan into the restricted area and awaken the ancestors. If it is not successful, the Qin clan is likely to be wiped out here.

In fact, in the history of the Qin Clan, there have been several times when the ancestors of the Qin Clan tried their best to enter this restricted area and suffered heavy losses.

At the same time, a figure was walking slowly in the mountains, walking towards the outside of the restricted area. He was smiling, with no aura on his body, sword eyebrows and star eyes. His body seemed thin, but there was always a mysterious majesty. The thick force vibrates out, making people tremble.

"For hundreds of thousands of years, there have been many corpses of strong people left in the mountains."

"Among them, there are some who are not weaker than the saints. It seems that during the long time when I was sleeping and locked in a different space, there have been many battles here."

Qin Yi glanced around, and he could see many figures, standing strangely in the mountains, their eyes were sometimes dull, and sometimes shone with agility.

"The body dies, but the body is nourished by this piece of heaven and earth, giving birth to wisdom."

"Compared to when they were alive, they are also terrifying creatures."

When he stared at these mysterious creatures, these creatures also saw him, but soon, fear appeared in their eyes, trembling and not daring to move.

This whole world belongs to Qin Yi, and within this restricted area, he is the master here.

Nuoda's restricted area can be said to be a part of the heritage given to him by the controller Horn.

Walking all the way out, he seemed to be slow but really fast. He picked off the spiritual plants in the mountain and threw them into his mouth to replenish the energy in his body.

"Sendai Ichiju,

The fifth heaven. "

Qin Yi sensed his own cultivation, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Before ancient times, he had the cultivation base of a saint, that is, the fifth level of Sendai. Compared with the first level, it was like the gap between an adult and a child, and it was even bigger.

Every sky in Sendai is very different, and the subdivision can be divided into nine layers, the early, middle and late stages. Every level of gap among them is like between the sea of ​​wheels, the Taoist palace, the four poles, and the dragon.

One layer of Xiantai and one layer of heaven, it is as difficult as climbing the sky to cross!

Although his cultivation has not yet returned to the peak of the past, Qin Yi also has information that he can return to the realm of a saint in the shortest possible time.

"Oh, did they all come in?"

"To me, this world is no different from a garden, but to outsiders, it is full of murderous intentions. Even a person with the cultivation of a saint will die if he is not careful."

"It's not that simple to conceal the secrets of the sky-covering land laid down by the master Horn."

Qin Yi raised his eyebrows and stepped forward.

In terms of blood relationship, these Qin people who rushed into the restricted area are all his descendants.

Hundreds of thousands of years, descendants, grandchildren, how many generations the Qin people have multiplied, I am afraid it is difficult to calculate!

The people of the Qin clan traveled all the way, with a safe road map drawn from the explorations of their ancestors, so they were safe from danger. However, no matter whether it is the elder Taishang elder or the young Qin clan's children, when they saw everything in the forbidden area, their complexions changed and their hearts were shaken.

"Golden lakes, bloody mountains."

"Five dilapidated palaces that look like internal organs."

"Over there, there seems to be a figure from the back, but it disappeared quickly. It seems to be left behind when the ancient emperor enlightened!"

"The one who jumped in front of us just now, could it be the elixir of death? I smell a refreshing fragrance."

They communicated in low voices, with shock but also excitement in their eyes.

This place is truly a treasure house. If one can gain something here, even if the ancestors are not welcomed back, the Qin Clan still has the hope of rising again.

But as the crowd got closer, their expressions gradually became serious, and there was even more fear in the eyes of the younger generation.

There was thunder falling from the sky, and it seemed to be chopping down around the body without any rules. Looking around, the place was already a scorched black place.

"There is a thunder field in front of you. You must follow me closely. I heard from my father that these scarlet lightnings are so terrifying that even saints can't resist them."

Qin Zongheng said solemnly, causing many children of the Qin clan to gasp, and a look of shock flashed in their eyes.

They stepped into the thunder and lightning cautiously, the thunder roared in their ears, and the might of the sky descended, making the people of the Qin clan more careful.

The red thunder and lightning pierced through the void from time to time, and landed on the ground with a bang.

After walking slowly in the minefield for about half an hour, the children of the Qin clan who were in the secret realm of the four extremes suddenly raised their heads in shock.

"what is that?"

He raised his finger in panic and pointed forward.

Qin Zongheng quickly raised his head, followed by his pupils contracting suddenly.

Amidst the thunder and lightning ahead, a figure was strolling. The lightning that could easily destroy a saint-level powerhouse, however, twisted spontaneously when it landed on top of his head, and slashed to another place, seeming to be afraid and deliberately avoiding him.

He was dressed in a black robe, with a thin figure, about twenty-five or six years old, with sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes, unusually handsome, with a long sword wrapped in a black scabbard on his waist.

From the outside, this person is clearly an ordinary person, but how can an ordinary person walk in the minefield?

As the man approached, Qin Zongheng's whole body trembled.

Because, the appearance of the other party is clearly 80-90% similar to the portrait of Dacheng Holy Body handed down by the Qin clan!

In just a split second, he was sure that the other party was the ancestor they were looking for this time!

"My heart is beating faster and my blood is hot!"

"It's the resonance between the blood vessels, and this resonance comes from the front."

"Could it be?!"

The elder Taishang and all the children of the Qin clan raised their heads in shock, looking at the young figure walking forward.

In the blink of an eye, the man appeared to be standing in front of them, looking at them calmly.

"From the perception of the blood, you should be my people!"

Qin Yi spoke lightly.

As his words spread, a coercion of his own naturally swept towards the surroundings, even the great powers who were also in the Sendai Secret Realm, the Holy Master level Qin clan powerhouse, felt great pressure at this moment.

This, but a big man from the ancient times, who can be called a monster!

"The descendants of the Qin Clan, the contemporary Holy Master of the Qin Clan, Qin Zongheng, meet Your Highness!"

Qin Zongheng took a deep breath, his face shocked, and he slowly fell down.

Qin Yi narrowed his eyes, glanced at him, and suddenly spoke.

"Are you from Qin Hun's lineage?"

Qin Zongheng raised his head, and his eyes were filled with awe: "Qin Hun is the ancestor of my lineage."

"He is my uncle."

Qin Yi nodded.

Qin Zongheng's heart was shocked again, Qin Hun was the first batch of ancestors who came to Beidou back then, and among their clan, they were also legendary figures.

The person in front of him is actually the ancestor's nephew, and his seniority is no longer known.

"The Qin clan, has it weakened to such an extent?"

"The contemporary Holy Master has not even stepped into the realm of a saint?"

Qin Yi said flatly again.

Qin Zongheng bowed his head, feeling extremely ashamed in his heart.

saint? In today's era, he is already a legendary figure.

Among the Qin clan, there are people of this level, but they are all people who have closed themselves and kept them as backgrounds.

"Forget it, take me back to the clan, I want to know what era it is now!"

When Qin Yi waved his hand, red thunder and lightning roared all over the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This scene shocked the hearts of all the children of the Qin clan, and they were in awe of the strength of this ancestor.