Chapter 2205: Eighty years later (1/2)

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The war between the barren ancient holy land and the Hanming family made the soul zen world turbulent. It lasted for eighty years and was not over. Instead, it intensified.

The battlefield between the two great rank forces was sunless and moonless, blood was flowing into the river, and it became a burial ground.

It is of great concern that the nine new sages born in the ancient holy land did not appear at all, and did not occupy much advantage in this war.

Whoo!

A tall, white-haired young man descended from the sky, staggering, and fell on a mountain peak in the barren ancient holy place.

He is the true spirit, Duan Mukun, the disciple of the four emperors of the human race.

”Brother Duanmu, are you okay?”

Duan Mukun only appeared, and a cry of exclamation came. I saw the figure flashing on the mountain peak. The true spirit headed by the invincible emperor came into the air and helped the other side.

”It's just some injuries. It's a blessing to be able to survive in that kind of war.” Duan Mukun's pale face showed a wry smile.

The battle between the ancient holy land and the Hanming family, but there were many strong men of the Holy Order who fought against each other. Soon after he stepped into the celestial realm, it was like a wave in the sea. It was really not easy to survive.

”This……”

Invincible Emperor Wen Yan also smiled bitterly, and was hit by Duan Mukun's words.

”Okay, now the true spirit of Soul Zen Realm, in addition to Qingwu and Nangong, is the two of us stronger.”

”We finally found a place to stand, but it can't be destroyed so easily. We must guard it. After my healing is completed, let's come to the battlefield together.”

Duan Mukun finished talking and began to sit down and heal.

”it is good!”

The invincible emperor nodded and began to prepare.

However, they did not find that there was a pair of ‘eyes’ deep in the deserted holy land, watching them quietly.

”Is this what happened?”

In the Chamber of Secrets, Xiao Ye's figure emerged from the Tower of Time, and his body had a breath of vicissitudes of time, as if he had spent a thousand years.

His eyes flickered.

For the past 80 years, he has been closed in the Tower of Time and has no knowledge of the outside world.

In the next moment, the vast immense spiritual knowledge covered the entire deserted holy place.

The Barren Ancient Holy Land is a rare pure land. It has housed many wandering warriors. They take this as their home and cherish this stable environment, but at the moment they are enveloped by a sad atmosphere.

There is no real winner in the war that has lasted for eighty years, because no matter which side it is, it has paid a huge price.

In the ancient holy place, there are many people smiling, and they can no longer be seen, and heaven and man are separated forever.

Someone is crying and asking God's injustice.

They were miserable in life and humble in birth. Finally, they were accepted by the two great saints. With a place to live in peace, why did they still suffer?

”The ancient holy land is our home, and I cannot stand by and watch!”

In the area where the females of the Aboriginal Holy Land lived, a woman in a graceful green dress rushed out. She was holding a sword, her face was stubborn, and she had an unspeakable heroic attitude. She left the Aboriginal Holy Land and rushed to the star-covered area of ​​war.

”Dance, I'm with you.”

At this moment, a word of peace and harmony came from the distant void, causing Qing Wu Jiao to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, she saw a straight posture, surrounded by the Holy Light, unable to see the real figure, and walked step by step.

”you……”

Qing Wu froze for a moment, but he didn't dare to recognize him.

She naturally knows who the person in front of her is.

But in the past few years, the other party has been practicing in the back room of the ancient holy land, and has never appeared. Bye-bye, the temperament of his body has undergone earth-shaking changes.

”Okay, you're kind of conscience.”

Qingwu Jiao snorted and was about to fly.