Chapter 2743: Ask for advice (1/2)

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Although the Three Thousand Great Realms ushered in the era of the end of the law, new life has been born everywhere, and in the withering, began to breed a ray of vitality.

As the territory of the Tengluo race, the old prosperous scene has long been reduced to ruins. In the past thousand years, there have been some changes in the five god-level races, but there is only one place left without any trace and breath of life.

Over the years, because of various legends and secret stories, no one dared to set foot here, full of awe, and few creatures know that this place is actually a real residence of the former **** order.

Looking around, the haze swept up like a chaos, and the peak-level creatures of the Holy Order broke in, and they were all disoriented.

At that time, all traces of Teng Luo's ancestors' harvesting of golden age were repaired by the haze like chaos, and hundreds of large realms were re-condensed.

For example, the source of the universe and the spirit of heaven and earth are countless times richer than the golden age of the Tengluo race.

This kind of place is very suitable for spiritual practice, but no one is born. It seems that there is a rule that does not allow this territory to be protected from reincarnation.

”It is worthy of the residence of the powerful **** order!”

At this moment, the haze surging like chaotic light was then separated. I saw that Xiao Ye was from the direction of the human race, did not disturb too many people, and his footsteps came firmly.

His whole body radiated naturally, after all, he was still not affected by those chaotic mists, and his expression gradually became a little trance when he walked in here.

This is not the first time he came here, but he also came here to deter Teng Luo's ancestors.

Now again, it is the other side.

”Senior Xiao Ye, please see seniors!”

Xiao Ye's voice was not very high, but it clearly passed into the depths of the haze of chaos.

”Leaves finally stepped into the Jedi!”

”He is going to meet the God-level strong man!”

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At this moment, among the three thousand, only the powerful human emperors such as the Four Emperors of the True Spirit, Xiao Nian, etc. were paying close attention, and when they saw the figure of Xiao Ye being submerged by the fog of chaos, they all looked nervous.

Xiao Ye's trip, with the heart of death, could not be stopped.

Because they are very clear, in addition to trying to figure out the truth and reality of this god-level strongman, Xiao Ye also wants to ask how to change the rules of the end of the 3,000 Dharma era, almost carrying the future of all living beings.

No one can dare to assert how the outcome will be.

However, in the face of Xiao Ye's voice, there was no response from the entire Tengluo race. There was silence. It seemed that all the movements were swallowed by the chaotic mist.

Xiao Ye was helpless and did not dare to run around at random. He could only speak again and asked to meet.

Wow!

Silently, the chaotic fog was divided deep, and suddenly an old man in an ancient dress appeared.

”what?”

Seeing the old man, Xiao Ye's pupils shrank.

This old man is obviously a human race, but the soul of the other party has disappeared, leaving only this body, like a puppet.

The most important thing is that the breath exuded from the other party is no less than that of the ancestors of the past. He is a pseudo-god. He makes a gesture to Xiao Ye and invites him to enter.

”This is a human race strongman who broke in by mistake and eventually engulfed the soul. Now he is controlled by the god-level strongman and becomes a **** slave?”

Xiao Ye followed the other party, terrified.

The god-level strongman is really terrifying enough. In the era of the last law, he could randomly create a strong humanoid into a false god.

This method is unheard of.

Xiao Ye stepped forward, constantly moving towards the depths of the mist, and there were many relics of the Tenragura ethnic group in his eyes.

In front of a huge stone gate standing in the mist, the **** slave stopped, respectfully saluted in that direction, and then quietly retreated.

The huge stone gate was quiet and deep, and there was a figure about three feet tall.