Chapter 2102： Open boundary (2/2)
To achieve the Eucharist, you need to go through the tribulations of heaven and earth, pass the past, and become the Eucharist, which is honored as a semi-holy.
If you can't cross it, Dao disappears and turns into a powder between heaven and earth!
Above that semi-sage, is the real saint, and then the realm of saints is achieved.
However, at that time, he didn't know exactly how to do it, and he didn't even know what the so-called Transcendence was.
The entire God Realm, at present, perhaps only Mu Qingyu knew about it.
Beyond the gods.
The God Realm has never appeared in many years.
Not long after, people from the Zhao and Zhan tribes also arrived, and all the ten ancient tribes were present.
About the size of thousands of people, standing at the top of the sky in the **** realm, above the clouds.
Mu Qingyu said, ”I've already told you about the specific things. This time, it is a crisis in our God Realm. Those race fighters who have entered the Nine Sky Realm will survive. The seal will be greatly threatened.”
”By then, the God Realm seal will be opened, and the races of the Ten Thousand Realms will flow in. What will happen, I think everyone will be very clear!”
”Okay, let's not talk too much nonsense, everyone help me to open the seal of the Nine Sky Realm together!”
”Ok!”
”it is good!”
The patriarchs of the ten ancient clans are the nine changes of the ancestral gods at the peak of the entire God Realm.
The ancestors of the nine warriors are divided into four levels: novice, third-rate, second-rate, and first-rate. However, the top ten patriarchs do not belong to this level.
They are the top nine changes of the ancestors, no one can compare, the existence that thousands of people look up to.
Between slowly, ten figures formed a circle, separated from each other by kilometers.
And the central government, no more, no less, one thousand people.
Thousands of warriors in the realm of the ancestors of the ten ancient tribes, at this moment, stand one by one.
”open!”
Mu Qingyu let out a low cry at the moment, pointing his finger to the void.
At the same time, the nine patriarchs also shot one by one.
In an instant, rays of light flashed out.
Suddenly, ten complicated and strange lines appeared in the white sky above everyone's heads.
Those lines are intertwined, stretched out, gathered in the center, and condensed into a single point.
Those dots converge directly, exuding a breath that makes people feel convulsive.
Om...
A buzzing sound rang, and suddenly, a beam of light shone directly.
In an instant, under a flash of light, a thousand figures on the field suddenly disappeared.
Slowly, the patriarch of the ten ancient tribes stopped.
”If it is in the Nine Sky Realm, those foreign things are dealt with, there will be changes in the Nine Sky Realm. Then, we will gather here again and open the exit of the Nine Sky Realm!”
Mu Qingyu spoke, and his figure flashed before leaving.
The other patriarchs also retreated slowly at this moment.
Zhao Yan, the patriarch of the Zhao clan, left with Zhan Chonghuan, the patriarch of the Zhan clan.
”Find a place to sit down!”
Zhao Yan looked at Zhan Chonghuan and smiled lightly.
”Okay, I haven't been like this with Brother Zhao in a long time!”
Zhan Chonghuan nodded.
The patriarchs of the two ancient clans walked together, fell in the land of Shenzhou, came to a city with a population of one million, found an ordinary teahouse, and sat down.
”Dian Er, have tea!”
”Come here!”
The teapot and cup came up, and the two patriarchs sat looking at each other.
”Brother Zhao, what is upsetting?” Zhan Chonghuan asked at the moment.
”Yes, nor is it!”
At this moment, Zhao Yan sighed, and said, ”Brother Zhan, you know, my Prince Zhao Yanming, Zhao Yanming, has disappeared for thousands of years.”
”Ok!”
Zhan Chonghuan nodded.
In the First World War, the herdsman prince died in battle. This incident caused a great uproar in the God Realm, so that three thousand years later, Zhao Yanming, the prince of the Zhao family, disappeared for no reason. He did not know whether he was alive or dead. There is not much attention.
After all, Zhao Yanming and Muyun were not at the same level.
”The head of a clan is the brain, and the prince of the clan is the heart. Because of the disappearance of my son, Zhao Yanming, the Zhao clan has caused Zhao Kaiming, Zhao Qingfeng, and Zhao Jielun to compete for the position of the prince.”
”Such struggles have made my Zhao clan form parties for private gains and factional struggles, which have intensified. Therefore, for thousands of years, my Zhao clan has gone from bad to worse.”
Zhan Chonghuan nodded again.
The Zhao clan and the Zhan clan are very closely related, and he knows what Zhao Yan said.
”So, I am going to confirm any new prince soon!”
As soon as he said this, Zhan Chonghuan's face changed slightly.
Once the prince is determined, unless it is confirmed that he is dead, even the patriarch cannot be changed.
Zhao Yan said that, it seems that the Zhao clan's danger is really deep-rooted this time.
”Do you want to choose one of the three of them?”
”What do you think?” Zhao Yan looked at Zhan Chonghuan.