Doomsday Sanctuary

Di Ping looked shocked. He didn't expect Jianshou to create a whole new situation for him at such a price.

He and Jianshou are not relatives, but Jianshou is unreserved of helping him at the cost of his life, which makes him very moved for a while. You must know that he has always been alone fighting alone, and all kinds of crises are Step by step, when did he receive this kind of help.

Jiansou's behavior made him feel warmer than ever.

The old man looked at Di Ping, who was a little depressed, and smiled slightly:

"Little friend, don’t need to be like this. From the day I accepted being a guardian, this result has been doomed. It’s just a matter of early days and nights. Over the years I have suffered too much and I don’t want to endure anymore. relief!"

Di Ping suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart and looked at Jianshou:

"Senior, is there a way to solve it so that Senior can leave again!"

Jian Shou smiled slightly and said:

"Method! What's the difference between having and without!"

When Di Ping heard the words, his eyes lit up and said:

"Senior, that means there is a way, right?"

The old man sighed slightly and looked at Di Ping and said:

"You! Why do you need to know!"

Di Ping's expression changed extremely solemnly and said:

"Senior, please tell me that no matter how difficult it is, there will always be a solution, maybe I can do it!"

The old man looked at Di Ping, and after a long while, he breathed out slowly:

"Okay! Then I'll tell you!"

Di Ping nodded, looking at Jiansou solemnly, waiting for him to say the answer.

The old man looked at Di Ping and said:

"Little friend, do you know the origin of the Magic Mist Holy Land?"

Di Ping shook his head, Jian Sou's expression became a little dignified, his eyes deep as deep as he said:

"One hundred thousand years ago, I left Qingyun Peak and came to the battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms. There was no illusory mist at that time. It was only one day when mist fell from the sky, and the fog covered the world. I was hunting fierce beasts in it. , Lost his way, walked in the mist for more than ten days, and finally came to a strange building, it was a door of the void, I entered it when I was curious, and at the same time, several gods also found here, we are together Enter, it’s a magical place, everything is killing people. We were a group of seven. At the end, we only survived two people. We found the fruit of the original birth. A fight. I won and took the Yuan. The fruit of the fetus has become the Lord!"

Di Ping's heart was shaken. Although Jian Shou spoke extremely plainly, it must be extremely dangerous. The seven Heavenly Sovereigns only survived one person, which shows how cruel it is.

He concentrated and looked at the Jianshou who seemed to be lost in thought:

"Senior, did you become the guardian after swallowing the fruit of the original birth?"

"No, I am greedy!"

Jian Shou shook his head, his eyes flashed with light, and slowly said:

"After I became a holy lord, I saw a person, a very powerful person. He told me that becoming the guardian of the holy place can become a virtual **** in the future. I believe it and become the guardian of the holy place, but I don't want the guardian of the holy place to give up the womb. I used the rules to fight for 100,000 years, but I still failed!"

Di Ping was shocked and said:

"Senior, who is this person, a virtual god?"

Jian Shou looked at it, his eyes flashed, shook his head, and said:

"No, I don't know what realm he is, but I know that even if I borrow the power from the Holy Land, I can't fight him. I call him the true god!"

Di Ping was even more shocked, saying:

"Does there really exist a **** in this world?"

The old man nodded deeply and said:

"Aren't we gods to ordinary people? We are looked up by mortals, so we are looking up! Are you sure there is no stronger person looking down on us at a higher level!"

Di Ping stared at Jianshou blankly, shocked in his heart like thunder, Jianshou was right, what is their current power for gods? There is a virtual **** above the holy god, is there really no one above the virtual god?

He looked at the old man and said:

"Senior, if there is a god, what are they doing here with the Holy Land?"

The old man looked at Di Ping with a deep gaze, and said:

"I have guarded the Holy Land for 100,000 years. Every 10,000 years, someone will come and take away the fruit of the original birth of the holy tree!"

Di Ping was shocked and said:

"Every 10,000 years, someone will come to collect the fruit of the original birth. Who is this?"

The swordsman said:

"I think it should be the people who put down the Holy Land back then or the same group of people. I have been searching for 100,000 years, but I have never found any information about the existence of these people, not at all!"

The waves in Di Ping's heart were ups and downs, and a group of mysterious people put down the Holy Land of Illusory Fog. For so many years, there was no information at all. This was terrible.

"but!"

At this moment, Jian Shou suddenly said:

"However, I know they should come from there! You bring that painting!"

Jian Shou raised his skinny fingers and pointed at an old painting on the wall. Di Ping looked over and saw that the painting was a map, with continents, oceans, forests, deserts, and so on. The most conspicuous thing is that the black lacquered mountains continue to the end of the sky, looking very strange.

Di Ping took it off and held it in front of the Jianshou, who was struggling, pointed at the picture, and said:

"This is a picture I found after searching for a hundred thousand years. No one knows where it is, but I have studied it. This is the map of the battlefield of the immortal clan in the ten thousand realms. This is the current position of our Xuanyuan realm. Take up space!"

Di Ping looked over and was immediately shocked. It turned out that Xuanyuan Realm was only holding a big palm in the battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms. On the entire map, it was less than 1%. If this map is really a map of the immortal clan , How powerful the immortal clan was in those days.

The old man didn't control Di Ping's shock, but pointed to the dark road:

"They should come from there, Chaos Mountain!"