Time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it has been more than twenty years since Xiao Ye fought bloody battles between Wu Ding and He Boyao in Dongqi Valley.

The Tokigaya, which was affected by the war, was devastated and resurrected.

In the vast universe formed in the valley, you can see Taoist divine formations rising up, and the flowing array patterns gather together, stretching out many Taoist divine formations, protecting a space of millions of miles as if it were an iron plate.

Looking around, within these Taoist god formations, figures filled with purple light can be seen.

They are all disciples of the ancient gods.

In addition to Mo Sha, in recent years, other surviving ancient god disciples of the Taoist God Realm have also arrived one after another from all over the world.

At this moment, these more than 200 ancient god disciples were sitting cross-legged around a palace, guarding them like stars arching the moon.

"Has Junior Brother Xiao Ye's injury been healed yet?"

At this moment, an ancient god disciple opened his eyes and looked at the palace.

He is not tall, with red eyebrows and red hair, like a ball of fire leaping, and his eyes are deeper, and there are various deductions such as the changes of time, which is pure destruction.

At this moment, he frowned.

When they arrived at Dongqi Valley, Xiao Ye had already started to heal his injuries. He did not know the other party's injuries and could only infer from Mo Sha's mouth.

On the way to Dongqigu, he also clearly felt the change in the atmosphere of the entire reincarnation Great Forbidden Heaven.

"In recent years, I have been using the order of the life-sight to communicate with Senior Brother Hongzhang in the tribe world. I want to ask for reinforcements, but there was no response."

Beside Chun Miyang, a black-clothed creature with a cold temperament opened his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.

He is the disciple of the Mingshu Pavilion under the seat of Marquis Che Yuan, and the Lichen.

Now, he is the only disciple of the four major pavilions under the seat of Marquis Che Yuan.

"The clans will not abandon us disciples, but if this is really a test from heaven, we cannot avoid it and can only deal with it head-on!" Chun Mieyang said in a deep voice.

He himself is the infinitely superior Taoist god of the ancient god clan. After years of war, his strength has reached the second level.

Li Chen nodded silently and practiced again with Chun Miyang.

at the same time.

In that palace, the seventh-story Tower of Time floats in it.

At the beginning, after Xiao Ye stabilized his injuries, he started a search in the East Qi Valley.

After not finding any divine treasures useful to him in the flesh and blood that He Boyao and Wu Ding exploded, he directly sacrificed the space artifact in order to save time and rushed into the Tower of Time to heal his wounds.

The Tower of Time, on the sixth floor, Xiao Ye sat cross-legged in it.

He has been practicing here for ten thousand years.

Looking around, Xiao Ye's injuries on his divine body had long been healed. His originally dark skin had also transformed, and his whole body was as crystal clear as jade, without any flaws.

It seems that after experiencing the storm, it has become cleaner and dust-free, with purple rays flowing everywhere.

The origins opened up on it have increased a lot in recent years, reaching about 750,000, and the origin of the divine level is extremely surging.

"Although I was seriously injured when fighting with He Boyao and the others, it also has a considerable benefit to me."

Xiao Ye opened his eyes, and two lightnings flashed through the void, and he rose up, with a smile on his face.

"If I did not calculate it wrong, my strength should have now crossed the second level and barely reached the third level."

Xiao Ye felt himself carefully and said in his heart.

The division of strength of the superior Taoist god is very general.

There is no need to understand the great way of chaos. It only depends on the strength of the strength, and there is no bottleneck at all.

"It's a pity that over the years, I have not made much breakthrough in my understanding of the magical power of the sword. Even the Zhenhao Chaos Body is still in the middle stage of level 3!"

Xiao Ye waved his palm and a blurry figure flew out of his divine body.

This is his Zhenhao Chaos Body.

Although the Zhenhao Dao Crystal formed on the middle of his eyebrows is constantly being refined and progressing rapidly, it has not yet entered the late stage and its strength is at the peak of the second level.

This is not very useful to Xiao Ye.

After all, which of the upper Taoist gods who have been settled through the Die Chronicle has not yet cultivated to the Zhenhao Chaos Body?

Nothing else to mention.

The Zhenhao Chaos Body, which was used by He Boyao, entered the late stage of level 3. If he hadn't activated the black and white swords to get rid of them, he would have had great trouble once he was besieged.

Xiao Ye's eyes were filled with worries.

He killed He Boyao and Wu Ding, how could the Yishen clan not take revenge?

Just the owner of the Bronze Temple, Bei Jinxiang, can't compete with his current strength.

"In recent years, many ancient god disciples have arrived in Higashigu."

Xiao Ye whispered to himself softly, and rushed out with one step.

"Junior Brother Xiao Ye is out!"

Xiao Ye's figure appeared, and the two hundred ancient god disciples in the Dongqi Valley were all alarmed and excitedly welcomed Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye’s record is amazing. It is no longer as simple as the might of the divine divine. Whether it is the disciples of the Pavilion or ordinary disciples, they are completely impressed.

Now that they saw Xiao Ye Wuji, they were naturally excited.

"Everyone..."

Xiao Ye's eyes flashed slightly, looking at the strange or familiar face in front of him, his heart warmed.

He did not have a long time to enter the ancient god clan, and he was even involved in the struggle between descendants and branches, and was subject to many targets.

But now, with his own efforts, he finally gained the recognition of these ancient god disciples, and rushed to protect him one after another.

But at the same time, Xiao Ye also felt heavy pressure.

If these ancient god disciples come for him, if they are implicated again and fall because of this, how can he not blame himself?

"Haha, Junior Brother Xiao Ye, since we are here, we are just dying and will never regret it even if we die."

Seeing Xiao Ye's expression, Li Chen walked out and laughed.

He was also very proud that a strong man like Xiao Ye appeared in the master's sect.

"good!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere among the many ancient god disciples became warm and they showed a kind smile to Xiao Ye.

At this time, I will ask again, how Xiao Ye killed He Boyao is meaningless.

They made a choice, so naturally they had no regrets.

Under the crisis that is about to be faced, these ancient god disciples are united unprecedentedly.

"Thank you..."

Xiao Ye choked up and thanked him sincerely, but the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, looking beyond the Higashiji Valley.

There, there were pieces of divine light surging, and an inexplicable aura was spreading, rushing billions of miles, far beyond the scene when He Boyao and Wu Ding arrived back then.

"Come?"

At the same time, without Xiao Ye's reminder, other ancient god disciples were also feeling something and looked outside the East Qi Valley.
Chapter completed!