The Way of Heaven

　　 swish swish!

　　 The sound of breaking through the air echoed in this endless darkness, breaking the peace of the ancient ruins for hundreds of millions of years.

　　 Those warriors have fierce eyes, full of desire and greed, and they do their best to push the body's true essence desperately or drive the flying spirit weapon to the floating islands in front of them.

　　 The six sacred places headed by the front are driving their respective treasures, throwing away the major forces and casual cultivators behind them.

　　 Boom boom boom!

　　 Linjiang, Tu Yan and others stood on the spirit weapon, their eyes were like electricity, and their bodies were full of righteous energy, **** evil spirits, evil demonic energy, and monstrous evil spirits.

　　Although they are far away, the powerful true essence still turns into martial arts to attack other holy places. They want to stop the opponent's speed and buy time for themselves. For a while, this area is like a dance of demons.

　　 In less than a quarter of an hour, Lin Jiang and others rushed into the range of the floating islands. Numerous large and small islands moved slowly, and the dilapidated and devastated fairy palace temple was clearly visible.

　　 There are more vigorous vines and sacred trees growing on it, covering the ruins of the ancient period, and the remnant of the palace in the corner of the palace, the aura of terror still remains for hundreds of millions of years.

　　 Lin Jiang and others ignored these floating islands, which had no big chance at first sight, and steadily rushed towards the nine islands in the center.

　　 Along the way, many holy land disciples who had been brought to experience took the initiative to fly out of the spirit weapon, disappearing among the islands, searching for the inheritance of treasures left over from the ancient times.

　　 On the inscription spirit boat of Zhenwu Holy Land, a series of high-level inscription formations light up, protecting the entire spirit boat from being broken by the attacks of the other five profound pill realm experts.

Gu Xin, an expert in the Profound Pill Realm of Zhenwu Holy Land with his hands on his back, stood proudly on the bow of the ship. The horrible mood of the sword all over his body turned into a golden divine sword to kill and kill the other five people, but his eyes were on the spirit boat. A young man sitting cross-legged inside.

　　 The young man was about twenty-four or five years old, he was very energetic, and he felt like a sharp sword is out of its sheath, with a three-foot long sword on his knees.

　　 With his indifferent eyes, Gu Bo looked at the raging terrorist attacks outside the spirit boat without being surprised, and he was not moved by it, as if the attack that could severely injure Yuantai Sixth and Seventh Martial Artists was just illusory.

　　 No one within three feet of the man dared to approach him, and the rest of the Zhenwu Holy Land disciples on the inscription spirit boat looked at him with fear and admiration.

Gu Xin smiled and said gently to the young man: "One sword, this ancient relic is vast and boundless, and there are many floating islands with ancient treasures and inheritance. As the chief brother of the holy land, it is better to lead the disciples. Go and get some experience?"

　　 Chen Yijian's indifferent eyes finally changed when he heard Gu Xin's negotiating tone.

　　 He looked at the dilapidated island that was slowly moving outside, as well as the few Tianjiao who walked out of the other five holy places, and a war spirit emerged from him, "Okay."

　　 Only Chen Yijian's figure moved, and the eyes of the surrounding disciples flashed. He has appeared outside the spirit boat, and those disciples did not see his movements clearly.

　　 Gu Xin saw those disciples standing still, raised his brows, and said in a stern tone: "Why stay where you are, why don't you keep up with your big brother!"

　　 "Yes!" Hearing Gu Xin's words, the disciples hurriedly used their physical skills to follow the infantry of the big brother Chen Yijian, and went to the floating island to see if they could obtain some weapons, heritage and elixir left over from the ancient times.

　　 Gu Xin looked at the other disciples, shook his head, and sighed: "When these disciples can be like Yijian, I can rest assured."

　　 An old man laughed and said: "Elder Gu, Yijian is the most outstanding genius of my Zhenwu Holy Land for thousands of years. How can other disciples compare with him."

"Yes, Yijian reached the Yuantai Triple Stage at a young age, and his combat power was even comparable to that of the Yuantai Stage Seven Martial Artists. Among the younger generation of the entire continent, those five were on par with Yijian. "...

　　 Gu Xin listened to the words of the elders, and sighed in his heart. This Chen Yijian was not only the son of the head teacher, but his talents made his peers envy and jealous. If not surprisingly, the next head teacher must be him.

Shaking his head and cutting off the distracting thoughts, Gu Xin said solemnly to everyone: "Well, the top priority is to rush to the island that attracts rectangular slabs to get the ancient heritage and bring it back to the holy land. The elders help me! "

　　 "Okay!" the elders of Zhenwu Holy Land responded, and the true essence in the body continuously poured into the inscribed spirit boat under their feet.

　　 Suddenly, the spirit boat shuddered, and then accelerated violently, and swept toward the nine islands in the center at a speed a few minutes faster.

　　 When the other five people saw this, they also asked the elders of the Holy Land to cast their true essence together, and then swept away.

　　……

　　Countless warriors rushed to the floating islands, and those who were strong at cultivation level glanced at those small floating islands with few palaces and pavilions. The figure continued to fly forward without any pause. What they wanted was the more precious treasures and inheritance behind;

And those warriors who can reach the Divine Sea Realm and are qualified to enter the ancient relics know that they are not capable of competing with the real strong for powerful opportunities, so they rushed into it after passing an island that seemed to have some chance. Get some treasures yourself.

　　 Except for the small islands that don't even have a palace, thousands of warriors poured into hundreds of floating islands that might hide their chances.

　　 Some people continue to find traces of artistic conception left over from the ancient times in the ruins all over the sky spirit vines, as well as some fragments of spiritual weapons that have collapsed and are invisible.

　　 More people found the corpse of a mutilated ancient creature in the depths of a half-collapsed mountain-like island. Only a foot bone, a hand bone and half of the body were left. Its head did not know where it was buried.

　　 After hundreds of millions of years, the corpse still exudes an aura capable of destroying ordinary divine sea realm warriors, and even the bones of the ancient creatures shone with scarlet golden light.

"The corpses of the creatures from the ancient times, the hand bones and foot bones are as hard as the fifth-order spiritual tools!" A place where a rock collapsed on that mountain-shaped island, a Yuantai warrior resisted the breath left by the corpse. , Dug it out of the ruins, eyes filled with incredible ~www.novelmt.com~A black light passed by the side of the island, seeming to have discovered the aura of the corpse of this ancient creature, and flew back again.

　　 A man with a sickly pale complexion and his whole body constantly changing into the shape of a fierce ghost stared at the corpse, and then looked down at the warrior who had obtained the corpse, grinning.

　　 "Hand over the corpse of this ancient creature, and my son will spare your life."

　　 Hearing the words of the sick man, the warrior's eyes burned with anger, "Your cultivation is only in the Yuantai dual stage like me, so what right do you have to spare my life?"

　　 The sick man smiled, a cruel look flashed in his eyes, and said: "My son kindly spared you, but you didn't let go of the corpse and rolled away, ok, ok, then you will save your life!"

　　 As soon as the voice fell, the sick man's devilish energy was violently tossing, turning into a black python, swallowing snake letters, and rushing towards the warrior.

　　 The warrior was shocked, and the breath of death enveloped his heart. He hurriedly used his martial arts to kill the black flood, but it didn't have any effect.

　　 A scream sounded, and a large amount of blood flowed from the black python's fierce mouth. Obviously, the latter was swallowed by one of the mouths. As for the corpse of the ancient creature, it had already fallen into the hands of the sick man.

　　 The two have the same cultivation level, but their strengths are very different!

　　……

　　The examples of the sick man and the warrior continue to be staged throughout the ancient ruins. Countless warriors frantically explore the floating islands, looking for opportunities left by the ancient times.

　　 Once the treasures left over from the ancient times are obtained, every warrior will be ecstatic, but the next moment he will be bombarded by the martial arts of the warriors seen around him, wanting to compete for the treasure.

　　 Every island is caught in a frantic melee!

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