Buzz!

Xiao Ye suddenly slapped Guitu's forehead with a strange light coming from his palm, and rushed into the other person's eyebrows like a torrential rain.

"Little bastard, what are you going to do?"

Guitu screamed shrillly, feeling his mind as if it was about to explode, his soul was shaken and trembling constantly.

"Brother Guitu, don't you remember me? We are friends who are old friends."

Xiao Ye's eyes were sharp, piercing through layers of voids, staring at Guitu's eyes, and each word was filled with fluctuations that shook the soul, as if the sound of the Buddhist sound was resounding.

"My age-lost friends?"

Guitu felt that his soul was quietly undergoing some change.

This change made Guitu extremely frightened and struggled violently.

However, he was slashed by Xiao Ye several times, and his original source was damaged. Before he could break free, he was suppressed by the surging power of the holy level.

After dozens of breaths, Guitu's screams and struggles became weaker and weaker, and his eyes became dimmer.

Finally, looking at Guitu, his eyes were dull like a puppet, Xiao Ye stepped back several steps and sat on the ground, gasping for breath, dizzy, pale face, and tired as if he had experienced several fierce battles.

This does not come from the holy body, but from the spirit.

Although Guitu's soul quality is one level lower than him, he is a holy king after all. If he wants to cast his soul seal on the other party, he must do his best, so all the soul power is consumed.

"I don't know if it's successful."

Xiao Ye reorganized the Soul Forging Bible and rested for a while, recovered a little energy, and looked at Guitu nervously.

After all, this is his first time using the Soul Seal. He is not sure whether he can succeed.

At this moment, Guitu's dim eyes had regained his spirit. He looked at Xiao Ye and grinned, then rushed over with a steadily, patted the latter's shoulder and said, "Haha, Brother Xiao Ye, I'm so happy to see you!"

The opponent who was fighting for life and death a moment ago seemed like an old friend I hadn't seen for many years. This change made Xiao Ye's mouth twitch, but he was extremely excited inside.

There is no doubt that Guitu's thoughts were indeed influenced by him.

"Oh, it's a pity that your Dayan Ancient Clan had murderous intentions towards me, but you are a member of the Dayan Ancient Clan..." Xiao Ye pretended to be embarrassed.

"rest assured."

"Although I am a member of the Ancient Dayan tribe, I will never let the Holy Son hurt you."

"If the Holy Son has any movement, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Guitu hesitated for a moment and took out another special sound transmission gold bead.

"The Eternal Land is composed of eight intermediate holy paths. The general sound transmission gold beads cannot communicate. This is the special sound transmission gold beads made by our clan for the eternal land. You can contact me, and you can accept it first."

"this……"

Xiao Ye looked stunned and was ecstatic.

He just wanted to test the power of the soul seal, but it turned out to be his imagination.

Although Guitu is just an ordinary saint king, his status is definitely not bad when he can follow the Dayan Saint Son, which is equivalent to a chess piece he arranged.

"Brother Xiao Ye, the Holy King of our clan has a burial star. The Holy Son is about to come in person. I want to leave first. Be careful." After talking to Xiao Ye for several words, Guitu left in a hurry.

Burial of the Saint Star is of great importance, and he dare not neglect it.

"The power of the soul seal is simply too strong." Looking at Guitu's back, Xiao Ye felt excited.

Now he can influence the thoughts of ordinary saints, but it is not too deep. He can only make the other party regard himself as a close friend and belongs to the same status.

But once you cultivate the soul seal to the highest level, you can even make the Holy King his servant and slave.

However, this requirement is also extremely high, and he can only think about it now.

"Try to use soul seals to other ancient holy kings." Xiao Ye grinned and left quickly.

When traveling to the Eternal Land, he and Taixu and others were at a disadvantage and had no way to compete with the ancient clan. They might even be in danger of their lives.

But if there are chess pieces like Guitu, it may not be necessary.

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Unfortunately, Xiao Ye never encountered such a good opportunity again.

The holy kings of other major ancient clans are scattered everywhere in the eternal land. He finally met the lonely one and became the saint king. Unless Xiao Ye broke through to become the saint king, it would be difficult to find a chance to start.

However, half a month later, Xiao Ye got a message from Guitu’s golden beads.

The news that the burial holy star was revealed spread, causing the seven ancient tribes to fight wildly, but on the burial holy star, there was a holy corpse from the supreme holy king realm. It awakened its evil thoughts and took action forcefully, causing the burial holy star to turn into ashes, and the major ancient tribes returned in vain.

In addition, he also asked Guitu about the ancient Dayan clan, allowing him to avoid it in advance.

After all, if he meets the Dayan Ancient Clan now, he will suffer the loss.

"The eternal land is boundless, much larger than a great world. I don't know where the holy corpse of the forbidden ancient clan is."

Under the starry sky, Xiao Ye is walking alone.

Without a map, finding the holy corpse of the forbidden ancient clan is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack. The only thing that is fortunate is that the probability of encountering major ancient clans head-on is also very small.

Xiao Ye adjusted his mindset. In addition to constantly exploring the eternal land, he was quietly exploring the holy path of war every day, and practicing the enhanced sword path.

I have to say that the soul quality of the saint level is really terrible and is completely incomparable to the past. Almost every day, Xiao Ye has new insights into the Holy Way of Battle.

However, the enhanced Sacred Sword Dharma reached a bottleneck in his hands.

"It's a pity that I am still a saint and cannot fully exert the power of the Wuji Sacred Sword." A trace of helplessness appeared on Xiao Ye's face.

It’s not that he lacks qualifications, but that his realm is limited.

Once he enters the Holy King realm, his strength in all aspects will soar, and he will have the courage to go deep into the eternal land and many dangerous places.

“Huh?”

Suddenly, Xiao Ye's eyes condensed, and he saw a blurred white figure flying past in front of him.

"It seems Jiang Kong."

Xiao Ye was delighted and hurriedly chased after him, but soon lost his trace of the other party, and instead a mountain appeared in front of him.

This mountain is too high and too big, it seems like thousands of planets are piled up together, blocking Xiao Ye's path forward, full of heavy feeling, as if suppressing all worlds.

"What is that..."

Xiao Ye flew around the mountain, his pupils shrank, and a huge word "Saint" appeared at the top of the mountain.

The word "Saint" is like a huge palm print, releasing a trace of holy light. It has been around for many years, and it has been pressing on this mountain, making it permanent here, so Xiao Ye dared not approach it.

"Is there something terrible under this mountain suppressed?" Xiao Ye had this idea in his heart, and finally curiosity gained the upper hand, and he plucked up his courage and flew towards the foot of the mountain.
Chapter completed!