Xuanhuan: I can see the script of life!

"Ok?"

The Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas was slightly stunned.

His eyes quickly locked on a strong man who suddenly appeared, and the aura of this strong man made him feel a sense of danger.There is hostility, and the strength is a bit strong!

"Who is he?"

The Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas felt uneasy, especially when the other disciples from Ziwei Holy Land had come out, and there was still no news from Dutian, the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas was even more impatient like ants in a hot pot.

"Master Holy Son!!"

"Master Holy Son!!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of shouts in the arena, and it came from Duan Cangshan, Lin Yunfei and other disciples of Ziwei Holy Land.

Duancangshan, Lin Yunfei and others looked at Qin Yang excitedly.Under such a terrifying situation, Qin Yang didn't even die, his ability is really too strong.

"What, Son?"

On the side, the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas in the distance was shocked when he heard this.

He is the holy son of Ziwei Holy Land?

etc!With such a strong strength, is he a disciple of Ziwei Holy Land?

The Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas felt the crisis from Qin Yang. This is obviously not a strong man in the Divine Hidden Realm, but the same level as the Holy Lord, my lord!
This young man in front of him is actually in the realm of the venerable?
"Crossing the sky, crossing the sky?"

In an instant, the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas thought a lot, and the most important thing he thought about was the safety of crossing the sky.When Qin Yang appeared unscathed and Du Tian was still missing, it seemed to have explained something.

"Could it be that Dutian died in the hands of this son? No, it's impossible, that is the divine body of Mahayana truth!"

The heart and expression of the Lord Ten Thousand Buddhas at this moment are completely different from just now.

There is no look of winning at all, and there is only the meaning of defeat.

Qin Yang walked up to the Ziwei Holy Lord and nodded: "The ancient demon has recovered, and the ancient battlefield is extremely dangerous. Lord Holy Master, it is better for us to stay away from this place as soon as possible and return to the Ziwei Holy Land as soon as possible."

"Ancient Demon Revival!"

Lord Ziwei was shocked when she heard the words.Qin Yang also said that the revival of the ancient demon must be true.Unexpectedly, those terrifying species have all recovered, what will happen in the future?
Everything is unpredictable.

Lord Ziwei's eyes suddenly rolled away, seeing the panicked expression of the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas, he couldn't help but sneered inwardly, and then said: "Let's go, let's go back to the Holy Land of Ziwei!"

Saying that, Holy Lord Ziwei waved her big hand, not low-key at all, and released her strength as a venerable all over her body, and walked towards the Holy Land of Ziwei in a graceful manner.

"Dutian. Are you alive now?"

The Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas clenched his fists tightly, and his gaze never left the gate of the ancient battlefield.

Those disciples who have not returned to the transcendent forces still stop here and wait.But at the same time, some people were also sent to report the news of the ancient demon's recovery to the headquarters.

This is a big event, the top priority of the entire Eastern Wilderness.As long as you are in the Eastern Wasteland, no one can be alone.Anyone and any force must consider how to deal with the revival of the ancient demon.

the other side.

Wei family.

Nian Xu, the head of the Wei family, said in a low voice: "Chuan'er, why haven't you come out yet? Could it be that you are still fighting with that girl from the Chu family?"

As he said that, the head of the Wei family glanced at the people from the Great Chu Dynasty next to him.

It was an old man, his eyebrows and eyes were three points similar to Chu Mengyao, like a direct relative.

The old man snorted coldly and thought: "Mengyao has not come out yet, so she must be fighting Wei Chuan. But I have great confidence in Mengyao's strength. In this trip to the ancient battlefield, she is definitely the strongest. Will be her opponent!"

These two forces seem to be as incompatible as water and fire. Judging from their appearance, as long as one of Wei Chuan or Chu Mengyao comes out, the other will fight to snatch the emperor's heart!

However, they still didn't know that Wei Chuan and Chu Mengyao had already died in the ancient battlefield.

Their waiting is destined to have no end.

After a period of trekking, all the people in the Ziwei Holy Land came to the Holy Land in a mighty manner. After the Ziwei Saint felt it, he came out to greet him personally.

A rainbow bridge appeared in front of Qin Yang and the others.

Lord Ziwei said in a deep voice: "This is the sacred relic of the ancestor of the saint. He knows that we are back. Let's go, Qin Yang, and report to the ancestor of the saint with me!"

"Yes." Qin Yang nodded slightly.

Then, Lord Ziwei said to Duan Cangshan, Lin Yunfei and the others: "You rest on your own first, and after reporting to the ancestor of the saint, I will come to you in person."

"Yes, Holy Master!"

Saying that, Duancangshan and Lin Yunfei watched Qin Yang leave.

At the same time, both of them were thinking: "I can meet the saint ancestor alone, and among the disciples, only Qin Yang has such qualifications."

It didn't take long.

Both Qin Yang and Lord Ziwei came to Little Wonderland.

Here is the habitat of saints.

As soon as he entered it, Qin Yang paused, obviously feeling something was wrong.

"The aura of the ancestor of the sage seems to be getting weaker and weaker!" Qin Yang thought to himself.

The breath has weakened. Could it be that the life of the saint ancestor is running out?

"Qin Yang, why didn't you listen to my advice? You insisted on going your own way?"

A stern voice sounded, and the figure of the saint suddenly appeared in front of Qin Yang.

Qin Yang bowed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "In the ancient battlefield at that time, the disciple had more important things to obtain. So."

"What?" asked the saint.

As soon as Qin Yang heard it, his thoughts turned rapidly. The heart of the emperor must not be listened to by the saint, otherwise what will happen is unpredictable.

Qin Yang said: "It's a sacred pill of the level of a saint king, and there are many weapons of the level of a saint. After eating the divine pill, the disciple has now been promoted to the realm of the venerable. And the disciple's weapon has been devoured and tempered, and now Has reached the level of a great saint!"

As he said that, Qin Yang revealed the aura of the venerable on his body slightly, and took out the Weeping Blood Soul Slashing Knife of the Great Sage level.

"Ok?"

The sage smiled slightly when he heard the words: "You are cautious but you don't have to hide it from me."

"This trip to the ancient battlefield, you won the heart of the emperor, didn't you?" The saint said softly.

When these words were uttered, Qin Yang hadn't changed much, and the Lord Ziwei at the side was already taken aback: "What, big, the heart of the great emperor?"

That fetish was actually obtained by Qin Yang?
And Qin Yang's heart at this moment was also completely tense, and his heart was in his throat.How did the saint know that the heart of the emperor is in his hands?

The saint sighed softly, and said: "The founder of the Ziwei Holy Land has some connections with that great emperor. Naturally, I also know some secrets. And you have been away from the ancient battlefield for a long time, and now your strength has greatly increased after you come back. More importantly, You have an aura that I am very familiar with. This aura is definitely that of the great emperor."

After Qin Yang heard this, a cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

It's over, and was discovered by the saint?
What a sin to deceive a saint!
However, the sage Ziwei said lightly: "Since you have the heart of the emperor, it means that you are destined for it!"

"Sure enough, you are the crape myrtle star of my crape myrtle holy land in the prophecy! The crape myrtle saint who can really lead the crape myrtle holy land to its peak!"

The saint's voice suddenly rose, and then he stared at Qin Yang closely, "I don't have much time now, how long I can live, I can't be sure, one month, 20 days? Ten days? It's hard to say."

"But now, you have obtained the heart of the great emperor, your own state is even more noble, and you are bathed in dragon blood. Your physique is beyond description. I decide"

"My body is rotten, and the talents of other people in the Holy Land are even more mediocre. They are not considered geniuses, and there is no hope for saints in the future!"

"Right now, only you can make my Ziwei Holy Land regain its glory!"

Saint Ziwei said in a deep voice: "I'm here to help you integrate the heart of the emperor! And, before I go west, how about transferring the power of the saint in my body to you?"

"what?!"

Hearing this, both Qin Yang and Lord Ziwei were shocked.

This is too crazy!

Saint Ziwei stared at Qin Yang, and said slowly: "Do you know why I am in such a hurry?"

"I don't know!" Qin Yang said in a deep voice.

Saint Ziwei said indifferently: "Because the end of the Holy Land is coming, it won't be too long before you get the Emperor's Heart, it will be speculated that the Wei family and the Great Chu Dynasty have a special method for the Emperor's Heart. Go to measure the position. This matter will not be hidden for too long!"

"At that time, I think you know exactly what those top forces in the Eastern Wasteland will do to my Ziwei Holy Land."