Chapter 2512: End of ethnic war (1/2)

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As Xiao Ye strongly took away the Lord of Xuanhuang, the Lord of Xuanhuang was completely surfaced, which is well-known in the human race and is in full swing.

The two-hundred-year-old Saint Lord, and can control the Xuanhuang Dojo, these two points alone are enough to tremble any force.

Under such sweeping storms and waves, countless powerful people of the human race swarmed, and even other ancient clan forces also sent the Gaishi strongmen to go, but the Lord of the Xuanhuang has already followed Xiao Ye, where can there be traces?

For a time, countless eyes looked far and wide towards the soul Zen world.

The name of the beginning is reappearing, and the base camp is in the soul realm.

But no one dared to go one step further, and even those ancient clan lords remained silent for a long time, and finally turned away.

Soul Zen Great Realm, in the plane of the Tai Ling.

One after another, the figure that exuded the vicissitudes of the years rose from the sky.

Looking around, the Three Emperors of the Spirit, Nangong Xingyu and others all went out. They widened their eyes one by one, looking at the'Xuanhuang Lord' who came side by side with Xiao Ye.

”Iron blood? It looks like two people, but the soul breath is indeed iron blood.”

”Haha, you blood boy, after so many years of separation, I finally saw you. I once thought that you had fallen.”

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The three emperors of the true spirit are very excited to rush to the blood, and the invincible emperor rushed up to a bear hug.

In the True Spirit Continent, the four emperors were not figures of the same period, but they have forged thousands of years of fighting side by side, and have forged a deep friendship, both opponents and best friends.

”What iron blood?”

”I am the Lord of Xuanhuang!”

However, in the face of all this, Lord Xuanhuang was a look of alertness, and the Holy Lord's prestige shocked the invincible emperor, and even took a step back.

Xiao Ye is a holy son at the beginning of the year. He is just kind to Xiao Ye.

”Ok?”

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

”You should know that the iron blood has practiced the most mysterious reincarnation ancient scriptures of the three thousand great realms, and it needs to go through the reincarnation of the ninth world. Only after the transcendental reincarnation will the memory recover.

”And now he is in the ninth reincarnation, not iron blood, but the master of Xuanhuang, you don't want to interfere.” Xiao Ye Chuanyin explained.

In the reincarnation of the reincarnation of the ancient scriptures, there is a way to go. If there is too much interference from external forces, forcibly instilling the blood of the past to the other party will affect Daoguo.

”Ok.”

As soon as this remark came out, the three real spirit emperors nodded helplessly.

Although iron-blooded memories no longer exist, and a brand-new identity appears, it is better than nothing.

”Ancestor!”

In the distance, Nangong Xingyu and Qingwu brothers and sisters stood side by side, with a complex complexion, and finally stopped, not stepping forward.

The shock of the return of the iron blood soon disappeared, and the entire Tailing continent once again restored the previous order, and everyone continued to practice.

It is worth mentioning that the Three Emperors of the True Spirit and Nangong Xingyu practiced in the Tower of Time. The progress can be described as a thousand miles, and they have all reached the Supreme Holy Realm.

As for Bingya, the soul quality is second only to Xiao Ye, and it touches the level of the Holy Lord faintly.

Xiao Ye was also not stingy towards them, took all the spoils of fighting for the alien lord for hundreds of years, and in search of treasures of the soul, they should cultivate these people in the shortest time.

The most interesting thing is the master of Xuanhuang.

The other party came to the Tai Ling plane, and the beads hanging on his chest turned into the Xuanhuang Dojo again, juxtaposed with the Tai Ling plane.

He boarded the Xuanhuang Dojo himself, and did not communicate with outsiders. Every once in a while, there were sounds from the dojo.

Xiao Ye stared at the mysterious Xuanhuang Dojo with strange eyes.