Time passes slowly.

In the mission pavilion under the Hou Che Yuan’s seat, the ancient trees and heaven are preaching, and the sound of the great roads spreads, and hundreds of millions of purple light balls hung over the branches.

The ancient god disciples in the missionary pavilion have changed two groups back and forth, but Xiao Ye's figure is still like a rock, sitting firmly in place.

This news could not be hidden at all, and it quickly caused a wave of discussion among the disciples under Che Yuanhou's seat and many different opinions.

You must know.

Generally speaking, if you complete the intermediate group tasks, whether you enter the mission pavilion or the ancient treasure pavilion, you can usually only stay for two years.

But Xiao Ye still sat cross-legged here, and the disciples of the preaching pavilion had never come forward to expel them.

In addition, a few years ago, Xiao Ye came forward to fight Ding Qiyue, and even the disciples of the Zhengfei Pavilion kept silent about this matter, which made many ancient god disciples think a lot, and a storm in their hearts.

For a moment, the name Xiao Ye became noisy again, making many ancient god disciples awe of Xiao Ye a deeper, and they also felt that the other party became more mysterious.

This also made the disciples of the reincarnated seas at will not dare to provoke the branches of the reincarnated seas at will.

Xiao Ye naturally didn't know that he had just entered the mission pavilion, which caused such a big uproar.

At this moment, he was silent in his meditation.

Rumble!

His divine nature burst out with light, and the vast divine will soared into the sky like a vast ocean, rushing towards the top of the ancient preaching tree. At the same time, he was also urging his divine blood to sense the blood power he felt.

Om Long!

His divine will was blocked as soon as he approached, and even the boiling divine blood was forcibly returning to silence, as if he was not allowed by the rules here.

"Is it still not possible?"

A hint of helplessness appeared on Xiao Ye's face.

Calculate the time, it has been almost four years since he entered the Ancient Treasure Pavilion.

During this period, he has been trying to obtain the inheritance of the bloodline magical powers, but failed again and again.

However, in addition to failure, he realized that his bloodline seemed to be much more stable.

Just like every induction, it is also a kind of tempering for one's own bloodline. Not only is the potential further released, it also makes the divine blood condense a lot. This is a completely different feeling from tempering with bloodline prison.

Otherwise, he would have given up long ago.

"I can't just give up like this, I don't believe that I can't succeed!"

After Xiao Ye silently recovered the loss, he burst out his divine-level will again and again, rushing towards the high altitude.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

Xiao Ye's divine will was blocked again, but the divine blood in his body was still surging. Some of the purple lights that radiated from his pores barely penetrated the barrier and penetrated into the sky.

boom!

In an instant, Xiao Ye was shocked.

It was like a star floating in the vast universe, one of which exploded directly, bursting out with dazzling light.

"Has it been successful?" Xiao Ye was surprised.

Next moment—

boom!

In the dazzling light, the font of the god like a fly turned into a vast ocean and burst towards Xiao Ye's divine character, causing his expression to change greatly, and his head hurts violently, as if he is about to be burst.

This is the inheritance of supernatural powers.

But the pain of this inheritance is the first time Xiao Ye encountered after coming to the Chaos World.

The size of such magical powers is naturally not comparable to that of Chi Ming Ancient Mirror, but it is extremely domineering. The fonts of gods, like fly, are also spreading towards his whole body and quickly integrating into all parts of his divine body.

I don't know how long it has passed-

"The Seven-Star Ancient God's Bloodline Power-The Sigh of the Ancient God."

"In the past, my ancient god clan master had a good relationship with the time master. Seeing that the other party's time power inherited from chaos was greatly touched, I improved my ancient god clan's bloodline magical powers and finally created this magical power."

At the same time, a majestic voice resounded in Xiao Ye's heart.

"The sigh of the ancient god?"

"The power of this bloodline magic is absolutely terrifying, maybe even above the ancient gods' fighting techniques!"

In an instant, Xiao Ye's heart couldn't help but jumped up wildly.

This is actually the master of the ancient god clan, the improved bloodline magical powers, and it has a deep connection with the master of time!

This alone was enough to make him fascinated.

After all, he is born in the inheritance of the master of time, and this kind of blood-born magical power is definitely suitable for him, and it has not been wasted four years.

"There are many geniuses among the acquired creatures in the world. They can stand at the top through short-term practice. Such creatures are terrible, but in terms of the background of time, they are actually not as qualified as those with average qualifications."

"Practicing this magical power can condense the power of the years you spend in acquired spirits, and use the bloodline of the seven-star ancient gods as a guide, and turn it into the 'Wheel of Time'."

"A million years can be a round. The more wheels of years condensed, the stronger the power of these magical powers."

"So when the magical power is contaminated with a trace of it, the cause and effect of the power of time has reached its extreme, and it is enough to fight the invincible hand of the divine realm throughout the Tao."

The majestic voice continued to resound, running through the years and the present, making Xiao Ye's eyes even redder.

Whether it is the top chaotic world or the Three Thousand Great Realms, geniuses are respected.

As a result, this bloodline magical power was done the opposite and was praised for those who spent a long time on the path of cultivation.

He, Xiao Ye, never considered himself a genius.

From the lowest level of True Spirit Continent, he came step by step by step by step with his own efforts.

Looking at the entire tribe world, I'm afraid there is no ancient god disciple who is even lower than his starting point and has been practicing for a longer time.

Therefore, such bloodline magical power can definitely exert great power in his hands!

"Junior Brother Xiao Ye, have you actually obtained the ancient tree of preaching and the best inheritance of magical powers?"

At this moment, several screams of exclamation resounded, and the ancient god disciples who were also sitting cross-legged under the ancient preaching tree were awakened one after another and looked at Xiao Ye, all of whom were shocked.

You must know.

The magical powers at the top of the ancient tree are the areas that can only be touched by the superior Taoist gods. How did Xiao Ye do it?

If such a great achievement is spread, it will probably be enough to make the entire tribe world boil!

Feeling the gaze of these ancient god disciples, Xiao Ye smiled slightly without explaining.

It was indeed too lucky for him to succeed, mainly because of his seven-star bloodline and the strong sense of "the sigh of the ancient god".

Therefore, he could not reach the location of the treetop and other magical inheritances.

"But this is enough." Xiao Ye smiled slightly.

He noticed that Chi Ming Ancient Mirror was the best here, but he felt much more at ease.

"There is still the last year, let's see what other magical inheritance can be passed down here!" Xiao Ye silently recovered for a moment, and once again released his divine will, spreading towards other places of the ancient preaching tree, and was making selections.
Chapter completed!