A dilapidated tombstone, after the vicissitudes of time, can no longer see the name on it, perhaps it has no name itself.
Receiving a huge impact, Solo directly shattered the tombstone.
The mound was also crushed, revealing a coffin.
Blood poured from his hands, from his body, and into the coffin.
Trembling all over, Solo didn't notice this, his eyes were full of bitter hatred, "One day, the heir of my holy land will slash you with his own hands." ” "I'm looking forward to it."
The blonde boy sneered and strode over.
When he took a few steps, his face changed slightly, and his diamond-shaped eyes stared closely at the shattered tombstone.
For some reason, a deep sense of unease surged through his heart, and it came from this tomb that was no more than a foot in circumference.
He was on guard, Zhenyuan couldn't help but cover his whole body, he cautiously took a few steps back, and then suddenly rose into the sky.
Flying above the Holy Land, two divine rays swept away, and his face couldn't help but be shocked.
When it comes to their level of cultivation, any realm can be triggered, just now he looked at the general trend of heaven and earth, and found that that tomb was actually the core of the entire holy land.
It seems to be ordinary and simple, but it condenses the luck of the entire holy land.
The color in his eyes changed again, he saw through the texture, saw through the movement of the spiritual veins, and he found that the spiritual veins actually radiated from the center of the tomb to the surroundings.
The blonde boy frowned slightly, and he was a little puzzled by such a scene.
If he wants to be resurrected, he should be in the place where the spiritual veins gather, but the place he occupies is a place where the spiritual veins are scattered, and it can even be said that there is absolute scarcity.
This is counterintuitive.
You must know that even ordinary people who have died want to find a treasure of feng shui, let alone monks.
If things are abnormal, they will be demons.
Solo was also stunned, he couldn't understand why the other party suddenly showed a lot of jealousy towards him.
Now that he was badly wounded, it stands to reason that he could crush himself with just one finger, and there was no reason for him to be afraid His eyes looked around and he saw a coffin.
This made him nervous, when a tomb appeared here, and why he didn't know.
With the erosion of time, the coffin has been mottled, and it has long been hollowed out by insects.
At the slightest touch, the coffin could not withstand any gravity, and shattered with a bang, and a bug appeared from it, climbing desperately.
At this moment, Solo saw an arm, which made his pupils constrict.
At this moment, he finally understood why the blonde boy was so cautious and jealous.
Crystal like water, even after so many years of death, that arm is still as delicate as a lotus root, as smooth as a warm jade.
The slender ten fingers emitted a faint fluorescence, and the girl carried a dragon-shaped ring on her finger.
Strands of blood slid down the dirt toward the tomb, and Solo shuddered, suddenly feeling as if he had touched something forbidden.
Every piece of land in the Holy Land is strictly divided, and there is an unknown maiden buried here, which is obviously not logical.
And at this very moment, the earth sank, and the heavens were overturned, and a terrible storm ruthlessly destroyed it all.
Zuo Ci absorbed the essence blood of 800,000 monks in the entire Holy Land, and his cultivation skyrocketed to an unimaginable situation.
He spread his hands, like a curtain covering the sky, covering the whole world.
The boundless darkness rose up, and Zuo Ci's body exuded a fierce evil aura, like a demon lord descending into the world.
And the humble mound began to rise and fall, and the crystal arm was once again hidden by the dirt.
"Reign in the world, who will compete" Zuo Ci laughed out loud, his face was indescribably arrogant.
The blonde boy looked at Zuo Ci and said lightly: "Who is competing with you, do you really think you are the first person in the world?"
Zuo Ci Linglie's gaze was over, the void was condensed, and the terrifying killing machine turned into substance, the young man's eyes and face were closed, and two golden rays of light shot out, directly shattering the other party's killing machine.
Standing with his hands in his hands, the blonde boy's eyes did not have any fear, on the contrary, there was a faint look of questioning.
Seeing that the other party easily resisted his murderous intention, a trace of shock quietly surged in Zuo Ci's eyes, and he flicked the sleeves of his robe and said: "We are just cooperating, not a subordinate relationship." ” "I know you got what you wanted, and it's time for you to give what we want."
The blonde boy smiled and stretched out his right hand.
Zuo Ci's eyelids twitched a few times, and after hesitation, he still took out a bottle of pill from the space bag, threw it over, and said in a deep voice: "Here is the Soul Rejuvenation Divine Pill I refined, there are eight in total." ” The blonde boy nodded slightly, and from his slightly trembling shoulders, he could still see the excitement in his heart, held the divine pill in his hand tightly, looked up at Zuo Ci, and said sincerely: "I really hope that my predecessors can enter my god clan, I will ask my father to help you shape the bones of the gods, and it is unknown if the predecessors will become immortals in the future."
If a nine-star powerhouse wants to become an immortal, he must cut three times in a row.
One level is more difficult to cut than the other, Zuo Ci is powerful, but he only cut one.
Of course, he absorbed the essence of the 800,000 monks of the Holy Land, and maybe he was not far from the second slash.
But the final slash, that is, the last step, is not done with mana.
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It is only possible to survive with supreme perseverance and fearless spirit.
Otherwise, if you rush to attack, you will only end up dead.
Therefore, the temptation of the blonde boy is very great, Zuo Ci was really excited, and secretly pondered.
But soon his mind woke up, for he remembered the duties of the gods.
Destroy all the monks, let everything get back on track, and restore heaven and earth to peace.
The birds are all gone, and the good bow is hidden; There are too many examples of cunning rabbits and lackeys cooking, once they have wiped out all the monks, will they still speak kindly about themselves as a traitor to the Terrans Thinking of this, Zuo Ci shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, I'm used to being idle." ” This is an obvious refusal, the smile on the blonde boy's face did not change, and he sighed slightly and said: "The predecessors must know that the hatred of destroying the door and the hatred of destroying the clan is difficult to offset even for eternity.
The Terrans are a complex race.
When there is peace, they can fight among themselves.
However, once the foreign invades, they can unite with the outside world and burst out with unimaginable power.
In the primeval war of that year, the war between the three clans and the gods, it can be said that the human race has always been the protagonist. ” The corners of Zuo Ci's mouth couldn't help but twitch, this guy said well, but how could he think that he was not a human again After a pause, his eyes stared at Zuo Ci like a mang, and he continued: "Back then, they smashed Kyushu and the Eight Desolations, and that battle lasted too long.
Even the high god lord was beaten hard by the human race.
What should they do if they learn that you have destroyed the Holy Land, the strong men in the Holy Land, and the monks who have received the favor of the Holy Land?"
Unable to solicit it, the blonde boy decisively threatened.
Zuo Ci's face couldn't help but become ugly, he really wanted to scold at this moment, damn, if it weren't for you to do the internal response, how could the Holy Land be broken It would be good now, and all the responsibility was put on himself.
But he also understands that even if this matter is public, it is he who is being attacked.
After all, it is understandable for the blonde boy to do this, but he is a human race, and this identity is absolutely topped, and he will be scolded by all the people in the future.
"It is true that as you said, the human race is so powerful, especially today's young generation, there are many kings.
You gods and spirits should be careful, don't fall into the hands of the Terrans anymore.
Zuo Ci sneered.
The blonde boy smiled slightly, "Do you know why the gods and spirits have been delaying their move?"
Zuo Ci's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously asked, "Why?"
"Haha, why can't I tell you, what I can tell you is that this time, whether it is the Three Emperors or the Three True Ancestors, no one can stop the arrival of the army of gods.
The world will eventually be reorganized, and no one can stop this trend.
The blonde boy burst out laughing.
Zuo Ci's face changed, this guy must have done it on purpose, deliberately slapping his face "Presumptuous."
An icy voice sounded, and the dark aura between heaven and earth suddenly changed, and a blazing aura erupted violently, rising from the desolate earth.
Solo muttered, "I knew I knew she was going to make a move." ” "Who" both shouted at the same time.
Their faces suddenly became ugly, they had been talking, they never imagined that there was a big living person on the side, and the two of them suddenly lost face.
"The death of the Holy Land, the survival of the human race."
The voice came, and the girl was crying like a complaint, like a purple cuckoo crying blood, and the words were sad.
As soon as the words fell, the whole earth trembled violently, and the resentment of the 800,000 dead corpses turned into wisps of air and went madly into the depths of the earth.
And the dead qi on the tens of millions of demon gods also overflowed uncontrollably, turning into a trickle and pouring in.
It's a shocking sight.
Who dares to absorb the resentment and death of tens of millions of sentient beings "What the hell does she want to do to absorb so much dead air, doesn't she want to live?"
Zuo Ci said in a lost voice.
"I've long seen that there's something wrong with her, this person is not buried in a place of vitality, but in a Jedi, and now she is forcibly absorbing so many resentments, what the hell does she want to do" The blonde boy frowned and pondered.
Zuo Ci's face changed greatly, as if he understood something, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the ground.
The idea of putting oneself to death and then rebirth, completely cutting off one's own vitality, and then stimulating one's potential with endless death, is not crazy.
Because it's very likely that it will really fall.
But it is clear that the other party is now resurrected, and she has succeeded.
"Who the hell are you," the blonde boy said in a deep voice.
"My name and surname have long been forgotten, but you can call me Lord of the Holy Land, for I am the creator of this land
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