Yang Jian took the three-pointed two-edged spear and fell to the altar in just one step.

Boom!

Only a loud noise was heard.

The illusion appears, as if it is back to the heyday of [Xian Zhou], and countless members of the "Zhou" family sang and danced, and exchanged cups.

The originally somewhat dilapidated altar also looked brand new at this moment. The fairy tree was towering, and occasionally a few fairy birds flew over their heads. It was beautiful and made people unconsciously addicted to it and couldn't extricate themselves.

Unfortunately, the worst of those who can be present is the late stage of the "Golden Immortal", and there is even more Lan Deng. The existence of the saint's strength like the Emperor of Heaven. Although the "illusion" is very real, these people are still unaffected and are firmly guarding the heart of Tao.

Ran Deng, who was standing beside Sha Yong, closed his hands together and recited "Amitabha...", his momentum suddenly condensed, and a mark of [Golden Lotus] appeared in the middle of his eyebrows.

It seemed that it wanted to break through these illusions, but it still underestimated the methods of [Xian Zhou] and stared at it for a long time. The scene on the altar had not changed at all.

Then he restrained his underestimation and looked at Sha Yong in a voice, saying, "Lord Sha, isn't this... not an illusion?"

"It shouldn't be..." Sha Yong shook his head, looked at the changes on the 'altar' and said in a deep voice: "If I'm right, these altars are just entrances. Once you step on it, you will enter the 'remnants'. According to our records in the [Sand Dunes Kingdom], although these altars will not disappear, they will only be opened once a year. To be honest, it is the first time that my country has seen this.

The scene.”

"You... aren't the first generation of the [Sand Dune Country]?" Li Er said in surprise.

"The first generation? The Human Emperor looks down on me."

‘Sha Yong’ smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, “Our people in the [Sha Dune Country] are all mortals.”

What's the thing?

mortal…

What a joke, have you ever seen a mortal who can kill the "Golden Immortal" and "Semi-Saint" with one punch? He can also control so many sand vipers in the semi-Saint realm. Whose mortal is so awesome?

After listening to Sha Yong's words, neither Randeng, Emperor Tian or Li Er believed them at all.

Seeing these big guys looking at him with a smile, Sha Yong spread his hands and explained bitterly, saying, "I really didn't lie to everyone. [Sha Dune Country] only ordinary people, and their lifespan is only 150 years old.

This is also due to the limitations of the ‘Sand Domain’. We do not cultivate our souls, but only cultivate our physical body. No matter how strong our strength is, we cannot break the limitations of our physical body."

"Just leave the 'Sand Domain', won't it be enough?" Ye Xiu said suspiciously.

"It's not easy to leave..."

Sha Yong shook his head, his eyes full of bitterness, and said, "We, the people of the Sha clan, have a curse left by [Xian Zhou]. They can only live in the sand forever and cannot leave half a step.

The closer we get to the edge of the sand domain, the weaker we will be. Even if we walk out with half of our feet, we will be destroyed. This may be the reason why [Xian Zhou] don’t worry about our Sha family staying to help them guard the ancestral land."

Draw a prison?

Very miserable!

Many people were worried and looked at the people of [Sand Dune Country] with sympathy.

Only the Emperor of Heaven clenched his fists in secret, stared at Yang Jian's figure with his eyes tightly, and shouted solemnly on his face, saying, "Yang Jian, can you come out?"

Soul shadow near the 'altar'.

More and more!

Yang Jian stood on the altar, tensed his body, and ignored the words of the Emperor of Heaven.

It seems like it can't be heard.

"He should not be heard in the 'remnants'." Ran Deng Ning said.

The Emperor of Heaven ignored it, but looked at Sha Yong: "So, if he fails, we will have to wait another year before we can get in again?"

"There are eight more altars." Sha Yong said.

"..." Emperor Tian gritted his teeth, his face full of constipation, and sweat broke out in his palms. He asked anxiously, "If he loses, can he still come out?"

"If there is bloodline of the 'Zhou' family, it's not a big problem. If it's an outsider, it's probably..." Sha Yong's meaning is very simple. It's better if he wins, but if he loses, he can only feed his soul. In the 'remnants', he doesn't even have a chance to escape.

After listening to Sha Yong's words.

The "Emperor of Heaven" also had a gray face and his teeth were almost broken. If it were an ordinary heavenly soldier, it would not care too much. After all, there were many people in [Immortal Court].

But Yang Jian is different. He is one of the strongest combat powers of [Immortal Court], much stronger than Lei Zhenzi, six-armed Nezha and others.

If it is damaged here, it will be enough to hurt for a long time.

Just when it was upset that Yang Jian should not have tried the water, the "altar" was already filled with soul shadows. Judging from their clothes and dress, they were all from [Xian Zhou].

With the last round of seats, the altar suddenly became surging.

A figure of an "Ancient Dragon" swept out, opened its mouth wide, and rushed towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian, who had been ready to go, was not panicked. He snatched his three-pointed two-edged spear and slashed towards the dragon's head.

The castration is like a rainbow.

Buzz, Buzz...

A huge chill broke out on the ‘gun blade’, and this ancient dragon was not a good person. When he saw the opponent’s gun blade slashing down, it did not resist. Instead, it raised the dragon’s claws and blocked it in front of the gun blade.

The blade and claws hit, and a loud "bang" sounded loudly.

Although this ancient dragon is just a living soul, its strength is no less than that of a physical body like Sha Yong.

In terms of power alone, it is much stronger than Yang Jian, a semi-saint peaker.

Just a simple confrontation knocked Yang Jian back.

His three-pointed and two-edged sword only left a small wound on the claws of the ancient dragon.

Seeing that he was at a loss, Tiandi, Randeng and others held their breath and looked nervous.

The soul shadows around the altar cheered.

Li Er, who was slightly behind, looked at Gu Jiao deeply before turning his head to Ye Xiu: "How is it, can you deal with it?"

"You have to go up and try it before you know." Ye Xiu thought about it, but he didn't say anything to death.

‘Ancient Dragon’ is almost considered a physical cultivation.

And he...

What I am most afraid of is physical cultivation.

After all, with the strength of the "witch body", these things are really not a good thing.

"This should be the life soul of [Yan Jiao]." Nangong Jing said slowly.

"Yan Jiao?"

“What’s the matter…”

After listening to Nangong Jing's words.

Ye Xiu and Li Er were both confused. Obviously, they had never heard of the name of [Yan Jiao], and their eyes were full of inquisitive expressions.

"The remains of ancient times." Nangong Jing opened his lips lightly.

“??”

“Ageless…”

hiss!

When he heard the word "门典", even Li Er couldn't help but take a breath.

He has experienced a trip to [Guixu].

It is naturally clear that these ancient things are so terrifying that as long as they are related to the word "门门", there is no one easy to deal with.

Of course, it is not to say that the ancient existences are very terrifying. In such a huge world, there are always some things at the tail of the crane, but despite this, they are enough to get them to treat them with a twelve-point spirit...
Chapter completed!