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When Xiao Ye was brought into the Tower of Time, everyone felt the heavy trust. While grateful, they also cherished the opportunity in front of them.

Especially Taixu and Jiang Kong.

The two bear Qing Qing's lifeless inheritance, but they are still holy, and 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 expectations!"

Both Taixu and Jiang Kong sat on the fifth floor of the Tower of Time, with a vast holy light shining on them, and the recitation of ancient scriptures resounded, as if the gods and Buddhas were singing, extremely amazing.

This is Qing Hao's leader. In the countless battles and killings, the worldless Bible created like a supreme saint can reach the summit of the holy order.

Qing Hao's leader let Taixu and Jiang Kong each hold five points. At the moment, they were urged together, and they had the effect of increasing each other.

Xiao Ye was also not stingy, and handed over the rare sacred order treasures obtained by hunting the alien sacred Lord to the two to help them break through.

In the fifth floor of the Tower of Time, the most amazing thing about cultivation is nothing more than Xiaobai.

Rumble!

He turned into a body. On the massive body, there was a tremendous blood flow, and the six top blood lines were perfectly fused together, escaped, and turned into a tall figure of the devil, standing behind him.

As for Xiaobai's parents, as well as Xuan Xiao, they also entered a 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 Xuan Xiao. As long as there is enough time, their strength can be rapidly improved.

As for Xiaobai's parents, who are already comparable to the super-strong True Lord, in order to make a breakthrough again, in addition to time, it also needs a chance to force it.

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

"But for me, it may also be a good thing." Xiao Ye secretly said.

Since entering the 3,000 world, he has fought for himself, for his loved ones, and for racial wars. He has been under a lot of pressure on his body. It is difficult to have this opportunity to practice meditation and not to ask the world.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ye sat down, completely letting go of the mind and body, silently chanting the mantra.

Ancient characters emerged in the void, like flowing springs, washing Xiao Ye's heart, making his mind gradually clear, all the misunderstandings disappeared a little.

And because the heart curses the Bible, he has an illusion.

As if he had come to countless epochs, he had reached the top of his independence. The world is vast, there are several earthen graves, the world is vast, the enemy is flying ashes, and the red face is gone. The old man and the entire human race have already been put into the years.

He faintly saw that a golden mask had been broken, and was still stained with Yin Hong's blood. As for the Xuanyuan, the founder of the human temple, it turned into a pink skull.

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

This kind of feeling is very bad, so that he throbbed in his heart, felt the desolation of the eternal age, can't wait to look up to the sky and shout, shatter the eternal desolation, ushered in the prosperity of the world.

Buzz!

At this moment, Xiao Ye's body shuddered, and the Nine Veins Holy Path resembled nine shining stars, lit up at the same time, and merged with the endless energy in the body.

In fact, Xiao Ye realized enough that he could have transformed the Nine Veins Holy Path long ago, and now he is striking towards the next level, as if it were a matter of course.

At this moment, he glowed all over, the spirit and spirit were united, the body of the Holy Son was bright and colorful, and his endless potential was being released.

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

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

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

Years are like a shuttle, and two hundred years have passed away in just a few minutes.

For the two thousand years, the two hundred years can be fully recorded in the annals of the era.

The impact of the reincarnation era has already reached the point of fierce heat. The top races have participated in it. The strong generations have appeared, and the true heavenly strong people standing at the peak of the race have fallen.

What triggered all this was the immortal mausoleum of the human race.

The six generations of the holy sons of the human race joined forces to allow Xianling to enter and not to leave. While hunting for the alien lord, it also left a ray of life, only to attract opponents who can withstand a battle.

This move naturally angered many races.

The strong men who sent out super lineups boarded the immortal mausoleum and were to be slammed.

However, the strength of the six first-generation Sons was too horrible, and most of the strong ethnic races were in their hands. For two hundred years, the immortal mausoleum became more and more stormy, and everyone was in danger and turned into a tragic battlefield. Anyone can foresee , There will be the most terrible collision outbreak.

Terran, Xianling.

On top of an empty grave that was cut off, a young man exuding vicissitudes was sitting here, he had double pupils, and there were supreme runes flowing between the opening and closing, as if the entire fairy mausoleum was under his detection.

He is Ao Chunqiu.

Compared with two hundred years ago, he had a rich **** smell, and the blood of the alien Holy Lord who had not dried up.

"In the beginning, Son, where did you hide!"

At this moment, Ao Chunqiu burst into cold eyes.

During these two hundred years, outsiders were shocked by their six first-generation sons, slain many sacred Lords of different races, and created brilliant records.

I don't know that their six first-generation sons have been tracking Xiao Ye's traces, but the other party is like the world has evaporated, there is no trace.

They kept silent because it was completely a face problem.

After all, once the news spread, their face could not hold.

"Two hundred years ago, I performed the deduction with supreme pupil technique, and searched the entire Xianling, but there was no trace of Xiao Ye. He must have the treasure I don't know."

At the end of his thoughts, Ao Chunqiu's already dead heart beat again violently in the endless years.

If it was said that the pursuit of Xiao Ye was a succession of the Holy Lord Qinghao, then now, it is purely running away from the treasure that Xiao Ye may have.

"Oh, Ben Shengzi thought that the pupil technique of the ancient pupils with double pupils was so powerful. As a result, after so many years, he couldn't even find it personally."

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

I don't know when a man appeared.

His facial features are hazy, as if the waves are rippling, with the appearance of beings, like the master of the universe, with the momentum of common respect of all races.

"Jun Qi, you finally appeared, I thought you had lost interest in that body."

"However, since you laugh at my pupil surgery is useless, it is better for you to find the first son." Ao Chunqiu's expression returned to normal, he said.

Being the first sons of the first generation, they are too familiar with each other.

"The six of you are too useless, and I am here for that."

Jun Qi glanced at the other party and said indifferently.

(The third one is coming!)