Ye Leng still left the Heavenly Court after all, and if he won the battle with the Desolate Lord, no one would dare to bully him casually in the future, which was very important to Ye Leng, and it was also very important to the people in the current Heavenly Court.

If the heavenly court is established, but there is no deterrent, then it is just a joke.

If Ye Leng wins this battle, then Heavenly Court will be able to truly stand in this world and will not be considered bullied.

If you lose - it is impossible to lose, Ye Leng never thought about losing.

His strength is already at the peak of the Time and Space Realm, that is, the peak of the Great Sage Realm, which has given him the confidence to face the Lord of the Desolation.

Although there is a powerhouse from the other world behind the desolate master, doesn't he also have an existence like a martial ancestor in his Uncle Ye.

Therefore, in this battle, Ye Leng was not intimidated, not cowardly at all.

The location of the decisive battle is at the top of Liangshan, Liangshan, which is a barren mountain hanging alone in the depths of the barren sea, Ye Leng also asked the old Taoist priest to know.

Legend has it that in ancient times, Liangshan was a place of preaching for a great sage, but it doesn't matter whether it is or not.

As soon as his mind moved, Ye Leng had already swept across the sky like a streamer.

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The Ancient Forbidden Land, but the Lord of the Wasteland has not yet made a move, and at this moment, he is in the secret room.

The Great Sage, the other seven Lords of the First Ten Small Worlds, was kneeling in front of an oil lamp at this time.

The light of the oil lamp is actually very faint, but it gives people an eerie evil feeling.

The light is as red as blood, and the oil in the oil lamp is like a starry sky, dotted with stars, microscopic and magnificent.

This is not just a lamp, but the soul of a powerhouse in the other world.

"Messenger, I'm going to fight Ye Leng, but he has a divine artifact like the Shroud on his body, and it may be difficult for me to kill him on my own, please help the messenger." The Lord of the Wasteland, kneeling in front of the oil lamp, said with a face full of reverence.

The wick of the oil lamp, the flame suddenly snapped a few times, the spark splashed, and then, a virtual shape slowly emerged from the wick.

This is the soul thought of the powerhouse of the other world, although it is only a soul thought, but the aura emitted has already suppressed the desolate lord and can't raise his head.

The name of this powerful man in the other world is unknown to the desolate master, and he has always been called a messenger.

"What realm are you talking about, Ye Leng?" the envoy asked lightly.

The desolate lord hurriedly said: "Ye Leng, this son is the Great Sage Realm. ”

After speaking, the desolate lord stopped, and did not dare to say a word of nonsense.

"Hehe, Ye Leng is a great sage, you are also a great sage, but you think you can't deal with him, you are a waste, it's just a shame to live. The messenger said.

The messenger's voice was very soft, but it had already made the desolate lord break out in a cold sweat in an instant.

"Tell me, you just said that Ye Leng has a shroud in his hand, what is this shroud, what makes you so frightened?" the messenger ignored the desolate lord's fears and said again.

The desolate lord wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said immediately: "The shroud, in fact, is a rag, but it has amazing power, I have inquired, before in the holy land, there was a strange thing, it seems that someone used the World Destroying Banner to kill Ye Leng, but Ye Leng used the Shroud to resist the World Destroying Banner, and the power of that battle has far surpassed the realm of the Great Sage." ”

Hearing this, the void form of the messenger shook for the first time.

"The Banner of Destroying the World, hehe, the Banner of Destroying the World, is a thing of the Vultures, unexpectedly, the Vulture has also begun to pay attention to this. The messenger muttered to himself.

The desolate lord swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but ask, "Emissary, who is the vulture?"

"Wushu, the powerhouse of our realm, is not much different from the strength of my body, I remember, the Wushu once manifested in your realm, and destroyed a force called Heavenly Court. The messenger said lightly.

The desolate lord was stunned for a moment, and then, his face became shocked.

The destruction of the Ancient Heavenly Court was rumored to have been swept away by a big hand that covered the sky, and now, what he heard, he heard, it turned out that the Ancient Heavenly Court was actually destroyed by a strong man called Wushu in the other world.

For a while, the desolate lord didn't know what to say, and he heard an ancient secret with his own ears, and the shock to him was absolutely shocking.

"According to what you said, the so-called shroud, the World Destroying Banner that can fight against the vultures, is indeed a bit of a doorway, then, I will personally accompany you to meet this Ye Leng for a while. The messenger spoke.

The desolate lord was immediately overjoyed, and kowtowed several times in succession.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the super existence of a Martial Ancestor, who split himself into five and guarded your big world, then my true body had descended, and this realm would have been in my grasp for a long time. The messenger said with some indignation.

The desolate lord was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Messenger, who is Martial Ancestor?"

"Martial Ancestor, it is the super existence of your big world, if he is still alive, I can't resist his eyes, but unfortunately, in order to prevent the super strong of my world from descending on this big world, he has divided his body into five, guarding this big world, it is a strong man who is awe-inspiring, but unfortunately, the years fly and swear, even if it is the body of Wu Zu, it can't stop the super existence of my world for too long, and one day, your big world is only worthy of being a slave under our feet. The messenger sneered.

The desolate lord was silent, in fact, isn't he already a slave of the messenger in front of him now?

"Let's go, go and meet Ye Leng as you said. The messenger said again.

The desolate lord nodded hurriedly, but after hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but ask, "Messenger, do you mean our world when you say about a big world?"

Hearing this, the messenger was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"You are simply ridiculous, this big world, I don't know how many life stars like you here, you here, at best, can only be regarded as a speck of dust in a big world. The messenger said disdainfully.

Speaking of this, the envoy snorted and said, "You may not understand what I said, but I know something about your world, the universe you are talking about, a big world, there are hundreds of universes, I say so, you understand?"

The desolate lord's face was full of shock, and he could only nod, it turned out that the so-called big world actually contained hundreds or thousands of universes.

So, how strong should that so-called Martial Ancestor be that he divided his body into five, guarding a big world and preventing the true body of the powerhouse from the other world from entering?

It's unimaginable.

"No need to talk nonsense, take me, go see Ye Leng, I want to know, what the shroud is. The messenger was impatient and said directly.

The desolate lord hurriedly said: "Okay, messenger, let's go now, if there is a messenger to make a move, even if Ye Leng has more treasures, he will die." ”