1390. Chapter 1349 Supreme Treasure Land, Countermeasures before the Storm

  Chapter 1349: Supreme Treasure Land, Countermeasures before the Storm

  Si Zu was not stupid. After thinking about it for a while, he understood the reason.

  Meng Lun Hui was killed. Although he was of noble status and was the son of the ancient reincarnation land.

  But where was the Great Saint of Lun Hui? He was the most powerful being in the ancient reincarnation land since the ancestor Wu Ya Great Saint.

  How could he carry the reincarnation mountain to make a special trip for a son of a saint?

  I think he should have heard the rumor that the Purple Cloud Saint was going to be resurrected and invited several saints to protect the way.

  There is a lot to say about this.

  Just to invite Xu Zimo, the inheritance of the God of Wind was used.

  So what benefits did the other three great saints promise?

  Dare to confront the Holy Court. I am afraid that the great saints will inevitably be tempted by the risks and benefits.

  Thinking of this, Si Zu’s eyes condensed slightly.

  The Purple Cloud Holy Land is more mysterious than he imagined.

  And He Feiyang just smiled and said nothing.

  Everyone walked along the way. In fact, the area of ​​the Purple Cloud Holy Land is vast, but there are not many disciples in the sect.

  Along the way, there were not many disciples, and many places were even dead silent.

  ”All the disciples and elders have evacuated,” He Feiyang smiled, as if he saw the doubts of Si Zu.

  ”It is not suitable for them to stay here after the war.”

  As the three talked, they finally came to the place where Zi Yan was resurrected.

  This is a pit with birds

  singing and flowers blooming. There is a constant vitality in the pit, as if life is about to be born from it.

  Si Zu was surprised to see this.

  Before, there was divinity in this world. He guessed for a long time, but he didn’t expect that the so-called source of divinity was actually a pit in front of him.

  ”What a treasure land created by heaven and earth,” Xu Zimo also smiled.

  This treasure land was not formed by humans, but given to them by heaven and earth.

  ”With such a treasure land, the chances of Saint Zixia’s resurrection are a little greater,” Si Zu sighed.

  ”You are wrong, this treasure land is not prepared for the ancestors, but for the protectors,” He Feiyang smiled.

  ”The life breath of the treasure land is useless to the ancestors. Rebuilding a new life is the power of rules.

  When the time comes to deal with strong enemies, this life breath will be used to heal you.”

  Several people went down the pit and walked through the birdsong and the fragrance of flowers.

  The ground under their feet was emerald green. When they stepped on this land, they could feel the life breath flowing.

  The three of them came to the center of the pit, and the other protectors had already arrived.

  This is a very large altar.

  The altar is made of white jade, and there is a wisp of mist spreading out.

  Above the white jade is a triangular sharp mouth, holding a gem.

  The gem is mixed and swallowed the sky, and the chaotic energy is reflected in it.

  And Zi Yan’s figure is sitting on the altar.

  She is wearing a purple robe with a thousand-foot-long glow, as if the clouds and clouds in the sky are refined in it.

  The light is so bright that people can’t open their eyes.

  The long black hair falls from the top of her head like a waterfall, her nose is high, and her eyes are shining.

  Zi Yan at this time is different from what she saw before.

  Her whole temperament is like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world.

  Next to Zi Yan, there were three people standing.

  The Great Sage Mingjing, the Alchemy Saint, and the Fairy Haoyue.

  ”It seems that someone has come to protect the Dao again,” one of the three old men laughed.

  He had a gourd hanging around his waist, and wore a gray-brown long gown, with a lot of frowns on his face.

  When he laughed, he gave people a bit of a wretched feeling.

  This old man was the Alchemy Saint.
  

  ”There is a demonic aura, and it is someone from the Demon Realm,” a middle-aged man next to him suddenly opened his eyes.

  He was wearing a white ember robe and a mirror hung around his neck.

  The mirror was simple and majestic, like a chest mirror, and it seemed as if it was embedded in the chest.

  The aura of the middle-aged man was very mysterious.

  He was the Great Sage Mingjing, a mirror that reflected the eternity and the underworld.

  Among the Great Sages, he was also a very famous existence.

  ”Daoyou Zixia is so generous that he can even invite people from the Demon Clan,” the Medicine Refining Saint said with a smile.

  ”As far as I know, there are only two Great Sages in the Demon Clan. I wonder who is coming this time?” The Great Sage Mingjing asked.

  Purgatory Demon Sha and Tianpeng Demon Lord, these two beings are like two big stones, pressing on the chests of everyone in the entire Demon Realm.

  For millions of years, no one dared to provoke the Demon Clan.

  The fundamental reason is the power of these two beings.

  Great Sage, but the Holy King who is still at the peak of the Great Sage.

  It is said that they once conquered the sky and ruled an era of demons.

  Although that era is long gone, it is difficult to peek even in the dust of history.

  But imagine for yourself, being able to dominate an era is enough to prove the power of the demon race.

  The Great Sage Mingjing’s eyes were slightly condensed. He had the Tianming Mirror, so he knew more things.

  …………

  Zi Yan was the first to stand up from the altar and said with a smile: “Friend Xu can come, and I am more confident in this rebirth.”

  ”Don’t forget our agreement,” Xu Zimo said.

  ”Don’t worry, I know,” Zi Yan nodded.

  ”May I know what your name is?” The Great Sage Mingjing stepped forward, staring at Xu Zimo, and asked.

  ”The name is not important, I’m just a passerby,” Xu Zimo shook his head and replied.

  Seeing that Xu Zimo didn’t want to say it, the Great Sage Mingjing didn’t force it.

  But his eyes were always on Xu Zimo, and he didn’t move.

  In addition to the Great Sage Mingjing and the Alchemy Saint, there was also a woman standing next to him who was ethereal and out of this world.

  This is the Fairy Haoyue, the cold moon is in the sky, and all things are clear.

  She hasn’t spoken since she stood here.

  Her eyebrows have always been slightly frowned, and her eyes are like frost.

  ”Okay, now that everyone is here, let me briefly talk about the plan,” Zi Yan replied.

  ”It will take at least half an hour for my reincarnated body to merge with the Great Dao and comprehend time.

  I don’t expect you to be able to defeat the Holy Court, but just hold them off for half an hour.”

  ”Half an hour, that’s a bit long,” said the Great Sage Mingjing.

  ”But the most important thing is what kind of strength the people from the Holy Court will have, so we can guarantee it.”

  Although they are all great saints, they are not holy kings after all.

  If several holy kings come, let alone half an hour, I’m afraid they will be in trouble in more than ten minutes.

  ”You have to ask the demon clan about this,” Zi Yan smiled and looked at Xu Zimo.

  After all, the news that the Holy Court destroyed the Demon Realm and wanted the demon clan has gradually spread.

  Although most people don’t know it yet, some strong people have received the news.

  ”Demon clan?” The Alchemy Saint glanced at Xu Zimo and laughed.
“Brother, please

  don’t be surprised. I

  just heard some rumors before I came here.”

  ”The Demon Realm seems to have been destroyed, and the Holy Court is looking for you,” Fairy Haoyue beside him said rarely.
“I am not interested in the Holy Court, and I will not betray your whereabouts.

  But we all know the strength of the Demon Realm, what kind of existence is coming from the Holy Court?”

  ”I really don’t know about this,” Xu Zimo shook his head and replied calmly.

  (End of this chapter)