Chapter three thousand two hundred and forty-three Holy Land
Lin Liqi, the world’s ten thousand nationalities, does not have it.
There are vast areas, all of which are covered by seawater and dominated by many marine life.
It’s hard to live here except for some special life and powerful races.
There are wild animals in the region, and the law of the jungle is full of killing and blood everywhere.
Regional overlap, distortion and variation are like marginal mazes
The vast territory in the southeast of the world is beautiful and lush, with the largest number of species in the world and the vitality of Lingcao Xianmu.
In a jungle in the southeast, there is a vast area surrounded by many huge stones piled up on the masonry surface, depicting mysterious runes like a huge altar.
In the surrounding jungle, people are falling, and I don’t know how many strong people are hiding, sending out a strong breath.
"Brother Zhou sent us here to guard this soaring altar. What’s so boring?"
"I heard that the seal of the Thousand Worlds was broken, and some creatures from the Thousand Worlds soared to the Master one after another. They also sent us to see if there were any talented and strong people who could lead us to Xuanyuefeng."
"What’s so strange about soaring people in the world? It’s also the emperor. It’s nothing in our XuanYueFeng. "
Both of them have reached the setting state when they are talking.
In the middle of the world, they are called the great emperor, and in the middle of the world, they are two venerable people!
"I don’t know how many fighting battles I have experienced from the soaring world. If we fight in the same order, Emperor Xuanyuefeng may not be the opponent of these soaring people."
Brother Zhou went on to say, "And I heard that there are soaring people in other parts of the world with good blood, which shocked the people in the holy land."
"ah!"
When the teacher younger brother heard the word "holy land", his look changed, and it seemed that he was very afraid to shout a word.
"No wonder so many forces have come here to guard these years."
The teacher younger brother glanced at the figure hidden in the jungle.
Brother Zhou said, "We’re here to complete the ancestral gate and go through a formality, even those who have risen may not meet, let alone those with extraordinary blood."
The younger brother said, "If we meet any talented soaring person, our Xuanyuefeng is not weak in competitiveness. After all, there is no terrorist force like the Holy Land here."
"Who said no? Look over there."
Brother Zhou smiled and pointed to another corner of the jungle.
There are two men and one woman in the jungle over there, both of whom are honoured ones in the setting road.
Although he changed his clothes, he looked pale and showed that he had been injured and had not recovered.
"They?"
The younger brother looked askance and couldn’t help laughing. "The chaotic holy land was shattered more than six billion years ago. Fortunately, the strong people have dispersed separately, leaving some humble monks to survive."
"It is ridiculous that these people still have a little luck to maintain the name and dignity of the holy land until today."
"It seems that there are tens of thousands of people left in this chaotic palace?"
"That was hundreds of thousands of years."
Brother Zhou smiled and shook his head and said, "Now there are thousands of people in Chaos Palace, and the highest one is the third change of Xu Ruining’s Taoist environment."
"What Chaos Palace has long been in name only"
"Haha, it is estimated that they will not even find a place to live in a few years."
Brother Zhou said that Xu Rui was wearing a white robe and was a little older and calm.