The realm of the gods, the realm of the gods.

There is no spirit at the moment, only desolation and withering.

The other is the immensity of immenseness.

The sky is full of scattered meteors.

Every scattered meteor is a huge domain.

In every huge domain, there are countless star spirits.

Scattered meteors, where they converge in extremely dense places, will quickly turn into even larger domains.

It's just that the creatures that remain in those realms may be different from the past.

At the moment, even the Holy and National Teachers, when they saw this domain, they obviously had a strange breath.

Soon, in the midst of the endless darkness, a tiny surface had emerged.

And Ye Lingtian and the three of them have already fallen.

It was a temple, and the temple was still desolate, and there were statues of gods in it.

The so-called temple can consume those yin spirits that wander in space and have no roots.

In the temple, after passing through the darkness.

Those yin spirits naturally disappeared.

"Dragon Emperor, these are the traces of the existence of the ancient gods, even if they are yin spirits, they don't dare to invade. ”

After entering the realm of the temple, the Holy One said respectfully to Qin Feng.

Those yin spirits are nothing more than withering after the war.

It is easy to understand that the so-called gods are their masters.

Ye Lingtian didn't care, he looked around.

"In the domain, perhaps the traces of the existence of the country have been erased. ”

Ye Lingtian saw the countless sighs of the Holy Saint, and he spoke lightly.

The Most Holy bowed his head and was silent.

This is very likely.

The four major forces, entering the burial land, were all a long time ago.

Before entering the burial place, they had been wandering in the realm of the gods for a long time.

Time consumes everything.

No one remembers that there is nothing unusual about the once great power.

The stars fell in the sky, and there was a strong aura of cultivation in the meantime.

Ye Ling looked up.

Seeing more than a hundred figures, they fell into the temple.

Those figures, in their spirits, also had a slight panic, it was very obvious, they were also dodging, the so-called Yin Spirit.

"Grandmaster, there are already cultivators here in advance!"

Among the more than 100 people, there is another middle-aged man.

Besides him, there were young cultivators next to him.

These cultivators, compared to the power of the four major forces in the Burial Heavens, are actually similar.

The withering of the Divine Domain is also the era of the end of the Dharma in this Domain.

This domain is too big, and the strongest are infinite.

But if you say that you have just entered, you can meet Xeon, there is no possibility.

"There is only this temple nearby, and it is normal for people to pass by. ”

The middle-aged man greeted the cultivators beside him.

Then there was already a cultivator who seemed to be quite prestigious among the crowd, and came to the store.

When he entered the store, he had already captured the existence of Ye Lingtian and the others.

When they saw the three of them, their eyes were indifferent, and they obviously didn't pay attention to it.

"Three, we are from the Thirteen Peaks, come here to avoid the Yin Spirit. ”

The Holy Sits upright, paying no attention to them.

Obviously, he should know the origin of these people, and to him, they are just juniors.

"We're just ordinary people. ”

Ye Lingtian wouldn't be even more so, in this case, he pretended to be forced and just opened his mouth to speak.

"It's also fate!"

The practitioner glanced at the Most Holy, disagreed, and left.

"Why does the Dragon Emperor bother to give face to these people, I have heard of the Thirteen Peaks, a very small mountain. ”

After the man left, the Most Holy no longer pretended to be forced, but came to Qin Feng and explained.

Ye Lingtian didn't pay attention to him at all.

When he came to the Domain of the Gods, he didn't dare to pretend to be forced, this guy was overdressing.

"It's three loose cultivators, and there's an old man who looks different. ”

Outside the temple, the cultivators who had come in to inquire before came to the middle-aged man and spoke up.

"It's all a meeting in the water, don't pay attention to it. ”

The middle-aged man didn't care at all, and then took all the cultivators and stepped into the temple.

The entire domain, the aura of slaughter, became even thicker in an instant.

The night is darker.

Or maybe it's darker.

In this kind of domain, there is naturally no such thing as light and darkness.

There is only endless darkness in it, and more darkness.

In the main hall, Ye Lingtian and the three of them were clearly distinguished.

They entered the temple and quickly set up a restraint.

It is obviously used to conceal the breath.

Gradually, the power to conceal the aura had reached Ye Lingtian's three people.

They wanted to envelop the three of Ye Lingtian in that prohibition.

"Shouldn't the three of you also take action, help, prohibit the arrangement, and also consume spiritual power. ”

Seeing that the three of them were not moving, some of these so-called cultivators had already opened their mouths to express their dissatisfaction.

Actually, these guys, those who seem to have quite little seniority.

After entering the temple, he was a little disdainful of the three of them.

Now the meaning is even more clear.

They set up prohibitions and need to consume spiritual power.

And Ye Lingtian and the three of them sat back and enjoyed their success, in this case, the three of them did not move at all, it was too rude.

"Forget it, since others have no intention of arranging, there must be something to rely on, and you want to bother?"

Soon, among those young people, the cultivators, who were clearly the leaders of the people, spoke out again.

In an instant, a group of young cultivators, all of whom understood, shook Ye Lingtian and the three of them away.

"Senior Brother He Huan, although the Yin Spirit can't enter the temple, it's always not good to find someone in the temple. ”

The cultivator who was the leader was none other than He Huan.

"What, do you think that no matter what cats and dogs are, they are worthy of our friendship with the Thirteen Peaks?"

Someone next to him opened his mouth and scolded.

He Huan remained silent, which naturally showed that he supported this statement.

The person turned around and left, and walked towards the thirteen peaks, the prohibition he had arranged.

In the whole hall.

The prohibition of the Thirteen Peaks occupies ninety percent of the terrain.

Ye Lingtian and the three of them were in the corner.

"I don't know if the so-called, Dragon Emperor, if you need it, I'll teach them a lesson. ”

Ye Lingtian glared at the Holy One, and his person had stopped talking.

He'd been away from the Realm of the Gods for too long.

It can be said that in the Domain of the Gods, there are many details that he does not know.

At the moment, it was meant to be familiar with the environment.

There is no need to do so much.

The space is darker.

Time is still being lost.

Gradually, the space shook, and there were many Devil Weeping God in it.

Endlessly, the sound of metal crashing came out.

It was a huge metal door, opening, and it was as if countless giant beasts with troops had stepped out of the ordinary time and space.

Space whizzes.

Dimensional changes.

In the temple, the light was not bright.

At present, it has become the only place where light gathers among the four realms.

In the temple, when viewed from a distance, there was nothing.

But under a closer look, there are two lines of life, which are rising and falling.

That was Ye Lingtian and the Holy Aura.

The national teacher in the cloak is outside the territory and cannot be sensed.