The ancestral land of the undead became quiet, and the cols where the holy light flowed became more tranquil.

"Damn, this guy actually entered our undead source!"

At this time, the undead people who were stationed on this big star shook their heads and looked at the mountain col with a pale face.

Immortal origin.

It is the support of their undead clan, which has always been a secret unknown to the outside world.

How did this mysterious and powerful man know?

"The ancestors have orders, let him do what this person wants to do, and remember not to provoke them." These undead people did not dare to approach the mountain col at will.

even.

Under the order of the undead ancestor.

Many of the clansmen who originally stationed on this big star were forced to leave and leave other areas.

And the undead ancestors who had been retreating underground in Daxing came out and stood on a Qiong building in Daxing, as if monitoring the wind and grass in the col.

His heart is also full of doubts.

In his cognition, the powerhouses from the top world want to destroy the Tyrannical Realms easily. How could they be interested in the treasures of a holy race?

but.

After discovering that Xiao Ye did not destroy the lightning strike, he breathed a sigh of relief, still watching silently.

time flies.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of years have passed.

There was still no change in that col.

But if you perceive it carefully, it is not difficult to find.

Xiao Ye, whose robe stretched out, seemed to be in harmony with the sky, blending with this mountain col and the lightning strike.

Hundreds of thousands of years are nothing to the chaotic world.

But for the Baluo domains in the first-level world, it was enough to change many things.

Among the major races, generations of brilliant geniuses and new saints are constantly being born, promoting this first-class world, and the situation is constantly changing.

As the super race and overlord in this first-class world, the undead have always been the focus of attention of the major forces.

"It's a little strange, the undead have been hundreds of thousands of years old, and a new saint has never been born!"

"It's true, is it the undead race that has done something angry and grieving, so it has attracted the punishment from God?"

There are all kinds of criticisms resounding in every domain of the universe of the Tyrant domains.

Although the people of the undead race were silent, their hearts were full of bitterness.

In the Balo domains.

Their undead clan is indeed like the darling of the heavens, the clan members are born with sacrament and have the gift of immortality.

But who knows.

Everything in their race was actually given by the lightning intercepting wood in the ancestral land.

The birth of the clansmen, as well as the practice and enlightenment, must be carried out around the lightning strike wood.

Now lightning strikes the wood and is occupied by others, which has caused their undead people to stagnate for hundreds of thousands of years.

The situation in the Ba Luo domains is constantly changing, gradually becoming turbulent undercurrents.

Other races' awe of the undead became weaker, and friction broke out repeatedly.

The indicator of staying time is drawn to ten million years later.

Those undercurrents, like volcanic eruptions, evolved into monstrous wars.

"The undead hasn't produced a new saint for thousands of years. A major change must have occurred. This is the best time to destroy the undead!"

"Everyone, what are you waiting for?"

This kind of cold sound, like thunder rolling.

Those who were oppressed by the undead, and those who were enemies with the undead, have risen in succession, setting off wars against the undead in all areas of the Tyrannical Kingdom.

Where there are creatures, there is no shortage of fighting, let alone the first-class world.

The undead ruled the tyrannical domains for endless years, and there are too many to overthrow the undead rulers.

The undead naturally launched a counterattack.

But their undead family, who has been stagnating for many years, has indeed had too much influence.

In the face of the surging armies from all quarters, as well as a powerful saint, their pressure increased sharply.

The longer this kind of war lasts, the more disadvantaged it is for the undead.

After years of turmoil, the line of defense established by the undead was finally torn.

"The war has broken out for many years, and the undead ancestors haven't moved. It's worth checking out!"

At this time, there were beams of dazzling light that cut through the universe and approached somewhere, the speed was frightening.

"Quickly, inform ancestors!"

This scene caused all the members of the undead tribe to turn pale and hurriedly proceeded to send a message.

Among the Balo realms, it is not only the undead clan who gave birth to powerhouses of the gods.

Some of the god-level powerhouses of other races did not rush to the chaos, sitting on all sides, but never shot.

Now, those god-level powerhouses have been dispatched together, obviously going to the ancestral land of the undead clan.

The movement of the god-ranked powerhouse is really too fast.

Before the news from the front line reached the ancestral land of the undead, the dazzling light had already arrived near the energetic big star.

When the light dissipated, only ten powerful gods with different appearances appeared, and a wave of divine might rose, causing this big star to shake the mountain.

"Are you still here?"

The undead ancestor Qiong upstairs suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the sky, resisting the raging mighty power.

Although he has been guarding the ancestral land.

But for the changes in the situation of the Tyrannical Domains, he knew it well, and had already guessed that there would be such a day.

"Undead ancestor, after so many years, your cultivation base has not improved much."

The ten powerful gods are all looking at the undead ancestors, their expressions are hideous or indifferent.

"I advise you to leave as soon as possible, and don't have another incident, so as not to kill you." The undead ancestor responded calmly, more like deliberate provocation.

These ten god-level powerhouses noticed his cultivation, but they didn't find Xiao Ye in the col.

He knew very well that it disturbed the opponent's meditation, these god-level powerhouses, a hundred lives are not enough to die.

"Haha, your cultivation is indeed beyond me."

"But you can stop us from joining forces?"

The ten strong gods all laughed wildly, and they all swooped down.

"act recklessly!"

The undead ancestor rose into the sky, ready to fight.

But at this moment, a strange breath suddenly erupted from the depths of the big star, like a spring breeze, everything recovered wherever it went.

"This is..." The undead ancestor stopped immediately, staring at the col of Daxing in amazement.

This kind of breath is very familiar.

He was hailed as the undead air, the source of their undead clan, hidden deep in the lightning strike.

But now.

He discovered that the undead gas erupted like a blowout.

"Who is that?"

The ten powerful gods were also struck by lightning, and finally noticed that col, and Xiao Ye.

now.

There was a green light rising there, and the scorched thunder-struck wood actually pulled out more twigs.

In the nearby soil, green sprouts also broke out of the soil, growing rapidly in the wind swaying, and just a few breaths, it was spreading over the entire big star.

(First one!)

(Sorry, Kavinka was too bad yesterday, I know I owe a lot of updates, I want to make up, but in the later stage, I can only do what I can.)