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time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than two decades since Xiao Ye fought against Wu Ding and He Bo Yao in the East Qi Valley.

The East Chi Valley, which was ruined by the war, was alive with vitality.

In the vast universe that has formed in the valley, there can be seen towers of Dao God array rising up, and the flowing patterns converge and interweave together, opening up a large array of Dao Gods, protecting a space of millions of miles. It's like an iron plate.

Looking around, within these large arrays of Taoist gods, there can be seen a figure filled with purple light.

They are all disciples of ancient gods.

In addition to Mocha, in the past few years, other surviving disciples of the Taoist realm also came from all over the world.

At this moment, these two hundred or so disciples of ancient gods are sitting around a palace, guarding them like the stars arching the moon.

"Sister Xiao Ye's injury has not recovered?"

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

His figure is not tall, his eyebrows and hair are red, like a blaze of fire, his eyes are very deep, and there are various deductions such as years of change in it, which is pure sun.

At the moment, he frowned.

When they rushed to Dongqi Valley, Xiao Ye had begun to retreat and healed his wounds. He didn't understand the other party's injury and could only infer one or two from Mo Cha's mouth.

On the way to the East Qigu, he also clearly felt the change in the atmosphere of the entire reincarnation.

"Over the years, I have also continued to use the order of life and communicated with Brother Hong, who is in the boundary of the group, and wanted to request reinforcements, but there was no response."

Beside Pure Sun, a cold, black creature with temperament opened his eyes and could not help but sigh.

He is a disciple of Lishu Pavilion under the seat of Cheyuan, Li Chen.

Today, only the four disciples of the Pavilion under Che Yuan's seat are left.

"Crowds will not abandon our disciples, but if this is really a test of heaven, we can't hide from it, we can only deal with it positively!" Chun Zhiyang said in a deep voice.

He himself is the immensely high-ranking Taoist **** of the ancient **** group. After all these years of battle, his strength has reached the second level.

Li Chen nodded silently, and retreated silently with the pure Sun.

at the same time.

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

At the beginning, after Xiao Ye stabilized his injuries, he began a search in the East Qi Valley.

In the flesh and blood that He Boyao and Wu Ding exploded, he did not find a **** treasure useful to him. In order to save time, he directly sacrificed the space artifact, and then rushed into the tower of time to heal.

Tower of Time, Xiao Yepan sat in the sixth floor.

He has been practicing here for thousands of years.

From a glance, Xiao Ye's physical injuries have long been healed. The dark skin, which had originally appeared, has also transformed, and the whole body is as bright as jade, without any flaws.

It seems that after a storm of washing, it becomes more clean and dust-free, with purple rays flowing everywhere.

The original point developed on it has increased a lot in these years, reaching a total of about 750,000, and the source of the **** order has become more and more turbulent.

"While fighting with He Boyao, although I was badly hurt, for me, it also has no small benefits."

Xiao Ye's eyes opened, and he crossed two electric awns in the void, and he stood up with a smile on his face.

"If I am not wrong, now my strength should have crossed the second level and barely reached the third level."

Xiao Ye felt herself carefully and secretly said.

The division of the strength of the upper Dao God is very general.

There is no need to have a deep understanding of Chaos Avenue, just look at the strength of the strength, there is no bottleneck at all.

"Unfortunately, in these years, my understanding of Zun Dao's supernatural powers has not yet made much breakthroughs, and even Zhenhao Chaos is still in the middle of the third level!"

Xiao Ye waved his palm and suddenly a vague figure flew out of his body.

This is precisely his real Chaos.

The true Hao Daojing formed at the center of his eyebrows, although he continues to be refined and improved rapidly, has not yet entered the later stage, and his strength is at the peak of the second level.

This is not very useful for Xiao Ye.

After all, which of the higher Taoist gods precipitated through the Permian has not been cultivated into a true chaos?

Nothing else.

The Zhenhao Chaos used by He Boyao entered the third stage of the late stage. If he had urged the black and white swords to get rid of it, he would be in big trouble once he was under siege.

Xiao Ye's eyes were full of anxiety.

He killed He Boyao and Wu Ding, how could the wing **** group clan not retaliate?

Only the master of the bronze temple, North Metallographic, cannot compete with his current strength.

"In these years, many disciples of ancient gods rushed to the East Qi Valley."

Xiao Ye murmured to herself, strode forward, and rushed straight out.

"Brother Xiao Ye is out!"

Xiao Ye's figure appeared. The two hundred ancient **** disciples in the East Qi Valley were all alarmed and ushered towards Xiao Ye excitedly.

Xiao Ye's record is too amazing, it is not as simple as the coercion of the Permian, whether it is a disciple of the Patriarch, or an ordinary disciple, they are completely convinced.

Now seeing Xiao Ye is no problem, they are naturally excited.

"You..."

Xiao Ye's eyes flashed slightly, looking at the strange or familiar face in front of him, and his heart was slightly warm.

The time he entered the ancient **** group was not long, and he was even involved in the battle of descendants and branches, and was heavily targeted.

But now, relying on his own efforts, he finally won the approval of these ancient disciples, and came one after another to protect him.

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

If these ancient **** disciples came for him, if he was implicated again, and therefore fell, could he not blame himself?

"Haha, Brother Xiao Ye, since I'm here, I'm holding a mortal heart and have no regrets."

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

Among the teachers, a strong man like Xiao Ye appeared, and he was also very proud.

"Not bad!"

As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere among many disciples of the ancient gods became warm, and Xiao Ye smiled kindly.

At this time, it is no longer meaningful to ask how Xiao Ye killed He Boyao.

They made a choice, naturally without regret.

Under the looming crisis, these ancient disciples united unprecedentedly.

"Thank you guys..."

Xiao Ye was a little choked, thanking her sincerely, but at the next moment, her expression was abrupt, and she looked out of Dongqi Valley.

There, it can be seen that a piece of divine light is surging, an inexplicable vitality is spreading, hitting hundreds of millions of miles, far exceeding the scene of the coming of He Boyao and Wuding.

"come yet?"

At the same time, there is no need for Xiao Ye to remind, other ancient **** disciples are also feeling, looking out of the East Qi Valley, with a dignified expression.

(The third one is coming!)