Xiao Ye is carrying the Soul Forging Bible and is very sensitive to the breath of the soul.

And just ahead, he noticed a pressure from a powerful saint. The breath that came out seemed to push open the dusty memory door and hit his heart, making his body tremble slightly.

Emperor of Heaven!

Or Nangong Xingyu!

He noticed Nangong Xingyu's breath!

Although the other party has become a saint, this aura has not changed. He has also seen the other party in the Three Thousand Realms.

"The Great Sage of Taiyin didn't let me follow me. Is it because of Nangong Xingyu?" Xiao Ye took a deep breath, suppressed his surging mood, and thought of a lot.

As the master of the Yanhuang Realm, he has gone to inquire about the whereabouts of Nangong Xingyu more than once, but there is no news.

It turned out that the other party was in the quite closed world of soul Zen.

Now that the old friend is right in front of him, Xiao Ye’s face is full of complexity.

There was an invisible crack between him and Nangong Xingyu, and it may not be pleasant to meet old friends again.

However, judging from the reaction of the Taiyin Great Sage, Nangong Xingyu may be in trouble.

Swish!

Xiao Ye finally rushed over.

"Ao!"

In a vast star field, all kinds of invisible roars continued, roaring through the clouds, surging in the sky, one by one, with heavy armored figures soaring into the sky, like dark clouds after another, covering the sky, making the star field tremble and trembling.

In addition to the spiritual level warriors, there are many semi-saints and quasi-saints, and even no less than a hundred holy-level powerful people. Even the holy kings have several, forming an army of over 100,000, which is crazily attacking an ancient holy land.

The gate of this holy land collapsed, and various formation runes soared into the sky and opened up their defenses, but they still could not withstand such a fierce impact, and many places were torn apart.

In the ancient holy land, there were also holy-level powerful men rushing out and fighting against the invading enemies, which was very fierce.

As for the Great Sage of Taiyin, he has rushed back and the sage whose body is blazing, pure sun, like the sun, rushed into the depths of the universe and is fighting fiercely with unknown existences.

In the depths of the universe, countless holy vines like tentacles entangled, trapping them both.

"Is this the holy-level power founded by the Great Sage of Taiyin and the Great Sage of Pure Yang, an ancient holy land?"

"The power to attack the ancient holy land is also very extraordinary, and it can actually mobilize so many holy-level powerful people."

Xiao Ye murmured to himself, but his eyes were staring at a figure in the ancient holy land.

He was very young, with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, tall figure, wearing a star-shaped robe, and his head was full of silk. He suddenly reached the realm of a small-scale saint, sacrificed a low-grade saint weapon, and was fighting with the enemies rushing into the holy land.

The two powerful men of Chunyang and Taiyin were dragged by the mysterious existence and could not be freed. The same was true for other powerful men of the holy land. Faced with the siege, the young man was attacked from both sides, with holy blood hanging on the corners of his mouth, but he never took a step back, his face was stubborn, as if he was protecting the most precious thing in his life.

"well!"

Xiao Ye stared at him for a long time and sighed.

No matter whether Nangong Xingyu is a friend or an enemy now, he cannot watch the other party die.

Boom!

The heaven and earth change in color, and the terrifying power of the holy level gathered, like a big hand of a god descending from the sky and covering it.

In an instant, the dozen saint realm powerhouses who rushed into the ancient holy land and were ready to kill Nangong Xingyu were all blown away.

"No, there is a scent of the Holy King!"

"The ancient holy land is not as good as our Hanming World for a long time. Apart from the two great saints, Taiyin and Chunyang, are there other holy kings?"

...

This scene caused other holy-level powerful people entering the ancient holy land to change their faces and look around in panic.

In the soul Zen realm, the Hanming family has been passed down for 500,000 years. It is a quite ancient saint-level force and is a mortal enemy of the ancient sacred land. I don’t know how many times they have collided, and the overall strength of the two is comparable.

The Hanming Family is planning even more

After a long time, without missing a word, he sacrificed the treasure of the clan, and took action this attack, and restrained the two great saints, Taiyin and Chunyang.

I originally thought that this time I could completely overthrow the ancient holy land, but I didn’t expect that a saint king-level existence would appear halfway.

"I am the true spiritual saint."

Just as the saint-level powerful man from the Hanming family was looking for someone to take action, a cold voice came, and a young man in black robe fell from the sky.

Boom boom boom boom!

The aura of the Holy Way of War soared into the sky, and the third transformation of the Nine Changes of the War Saint was launched. Xiao Yexun integrated into the human and tripod. Just by swinging his fists, he brought out a shocking momentum and swept across the sky.

Puff!

Puff!

...

The five little saints of the Hanming family were easily killed and were no match for them.

The ancient holy land was filled with boiling, and shocked eyes looked at the black robe figure.

"It turns out to be the true spirit saint who is famous in the human race!"

"Damn it, why did the True Spirit Great Sage come here? Are you still entangled with the ancient holy land?"

"The True Spirit Great Saint is too strong, and even the Great Saint King may not be able to stop him!"

...

The saint-level powerful man from the Hanming family noticed that the two great saints, Taiyin and Chunyang, had signs of breaking free in the depths of the universe, and his face changed wildly.

"The plan changes, withdraw!"

An old man from the Hanming family made a quick decision and ordered to take his people out of the mountain gate.

"Hmph, Han Ming Family, you are looking for death!"

A long roar filled with anger rose into the sky, and the holy body's light was fierce, and the Pure Yang Great Sage, who was like the sun, broke free from the bondage of the holy vines, chased after them with murderous aura, and took action with force.

But Xiao Ye didn't want to pay attention to all this, but looked at Nangong Xingyu not far away.

"Haha, the great saint of the true spirit with a noble status actually came here. It really made my ancient holy land shine brightly."

Nangong Xingyu was also staring at Xiao Ye, with a sneer on his face.

"Nangong!"

Xiao Ye frowned slightly.

He helped, but the other party still had this attitude, which made him very uncomfortable.

"My junior brother..."

At this moment, a surprise and shocking voice came from behind Nangong Xingyu. A tall and white young man slowly walked over with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

"Duanmu Kun?"

Seeing this young man, Xiao Ye suddenly became stunned.

This young man is Duanmu Kun, the senior brother of the 6 Emperor Sect of Zhenling Great. He also snatched the opportunity to become an emperor with him. In order to avoid him, he left Zhenling Great Great Great with Tianjizi.

"And you guys..."

Xiao Ye glanced over and saw that behind Duanmu Kun, there were many warriors, and even the Invincible Emperor's Son was listed.

Apart from this, he didn't know much, but he was sure that he was all warriors of the True Spirit Great 6.

What the hell is going on!

"Shocked?"

"You are the Lord of the Yanhuang Realm and the Great Sage of the True Spirit. I'm afraid you can't even remember these little people."

"You want to make the 6 True Spirits Strongest 6 prosperous with your own strength, but have you ever considered these people?"

Nangong Xingyu said in a cold voice.
Chapter completed!