Tianxuan Holy Land.

This is also a piece of ancient inheritance of the holy land pure land, to be precise, a small island hidden in the world of the sealing circle, the island of mountains and rivers reflect each other, beautiful, all kinds of auspicious birds and beasts infested the island, a plant of elixir rooted here, absorbing the endless and rich vitality on the island, exuding the fragrance of the elixir refreshing people's hearts.

In the center of the island is a nine-story palace, towering and tall, towering into the clouds, with an inexplicable qi flowing, and a stream of Xuanhuang qi is falling down from the nine-fold palace, like a waterfall, making this palace more mysterious and extraordinary.

At this moment, on this nine-story palace, gathered the supreme figures of the Tianxuan Holy Land, a god-like existence sat on the throne of the ninth-story palace, full of yellow breath, the eyes opened and closed faintly appeared in the scene of opening the world, two beams of essence looked down, staring at a young man below.

"Tianxuan Holy Son, everything you said is true? A young man with an almost invincible body appeared and took all the treasures of the Frog King? ”

On the throne, the supreme being with the aura of Xuanhuang all over his body spoke slowly, his tone was not loud, but it was a terrifying majesty and persecution, which made people involuntarily surrender to his own momentum.

The young man standing below was none other than the Holy Son of Tianxuan, his face was pale, and there was obviously extreme unwillingness and anger in his heart, but he still suppressed all the negative emotions in his heart, because he was facing the Holy Lord of Tianxuan Holy Land.

"Back to the Holy Lord, everything is true. Ye Feng who came out of this didn't know what the path was, and the strength of his physical body was unimaginable. The corner of Tianxuan's holy son said with a slight bitterness on the corner of his mouth.

"Tianxuan Holy Son, as a primordial battle body, invincible in the flesh, and boundless in combat power, is really unexpected to be compared to a little-known person!" In the Ninefold Palace, an old man spoke, he was the dragon guard, one of the four protectors of the Tianxuan Holy Land.

The Holy Son of Tianxuan on the side heard this, his face was hot, and he himself felt a sense of shame, after all, as a Holy Son, his status was noble, and he had enjoyed endless cultivation resources since he was a child, but he was ruthlessly suppressed by a guy who came out, how could he be embarrassed?

"If it weren't for the suppression of my own Taoism in that Triple Treasure Hall, I would have beheaded it!" Tianxuan Holy Son said in an unwilling tone.

"There is nothing wrong with everything, Tianxuan Holy Son, a temporary defeat is not terrible, what is terrible is that you will leave obsessions and shadows in your heart. This will have a great impact on your future practice. You should put aside all external influences and firmly believe in your own way, so that you can bring out the true majesty of your own primordial battle body. On the throne, the Heavenly Spiral Holy Lord spoke.

"Yes!" When the Holy Son of Tianxuan heard this, his heart sank, and he hurriedly nodded yes.

"Dragon Guard, you will take the lead and find out all the information about this son. If he has the opportunity, he will capture this son alive, but this holy lord wants to see how physique this son is, and he actually overwhelms the major holy sons of the Holy Land with his physical strength. A low, majestic voice came from the throne.

"Yes, Holy Lord!" The dragon guard answered.

……

Feathering the Holy Land.

It is a beautiful and holy pure land, and it is in this holy place that the scenes of the four seasons are impressively presented.

The north of the holy land is frozen for thousands of miles, the snow is fluttering, and as far as the eye can see, there is a white snowy scene, with towering icebergs plunging into the sky, magnificent and majestic, and the cold north wind is sweeping and whining; The scorching sun in the south of the holy land, the sun is shining, the grass and trees are verdant, the clear spring is murmuring, and it is a midsummer scene; In the east of the holy land, all things are revived, willows are studied, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and the scene of spring coming to the earth is presented, which is beautiful; In the west of the holy land, ten thousand trees are depressed, and the autumn wind rolls up the leaves, which can be called the boundless falling trees, giving people a sense of slaughter and coldness.

This is the Feather Flying Sacred Land, a sacred place that is said to have had a deep heritage of Feathering Flying Immortals in ancient times.

A pavilion floated in the sky above the Feather Holy Land, and there was a terrifying and boundless aura surging on the pavilion, and a divine thought of divine power was transmitted out, rumbling, and the entire holy land was about to boil and be shocked.

At the same time, on the top of the towering iceberg in the north of the Holy Land, I don't know when a slender figure floated up, she was dressed in a white dress, holy and beautiful, but there was an extremely cold aura on her body, her beautiful eyes were raised, and she looked towards the pavilion floating in the air, as if listening to the holy thoughts.

In the south of the Holy Land, a giant man wearing animal skin clothes and a shirtless body, with a burly figure like a mountain, also raised his eyes to look at the sky, and his rugged face showed respect. In the east of the Holy Land, a middle-aged man who was more elegant appeared among the flowers, and he also raised his eyes to look at the sky, his handsome face showed a trace of solemnity. In the west of the Holy Land, a man with endless evil qi surging all over his body had eyes like knives, and his evil aura was human, and when he condensed the sky, his face that usually looked unruly was also respectful.

The four masters of the Feather Holy Land, the Ice Girl, the Wild Beast, the Spring Boy, and the Autumn Evil!

All of them immediately received the divine thoughts of the Holy Lord of the Feather Holy Land - to pursue Ye Feng with all their might!

……

Ten Shrines of the Holy Land.

Coldness and darkness are the eternal themes of the Ten Brakes Holy Land.

A palace that could not be seen in full was faintly visible in the black mist, and a few lights swayed in the cold wind blowing in the gusts, like the ghost fire, giving people an endless sense of tranquility and horror.

In the palace, the ground is covered with skins of different colors, and if you look closely, these skins are all made of human skins that have been cut by tailors and spread out, and you can faintly see the blood flowing from the skins of the people.

The palace is extremely high, a white bone with a cold luster forms a ladder, along the stairs is a simple and solemn throne, the throne does not know what kind of animal skin is draped in the road, giving people a feeling of age, there are endless runes flashing on the animal skin, as if nature contains the law of heaven and earth.

There was no one above the throne, but a coffin was suspended above!

The coffin was up and down in the void, with black mist constantly escaping from the coffin's mouth, indescribably weird and terrifying, but also brought people an endless sense of forest, making people feel creepy at a glance.

"Evil spirit, you are my most illustrious son, and you have missed this time! This has lost the face of the Ten Brakes Holy Land, and it has made me lose face! As an evil spirit, you cannot tolerate the blasphemy and oppression of others, and this revenge must be avenged! ”

On the coffin, a cold voice came.

Below, there was a figure standing silently, his face was pale, he was dressed in a black robe, and his eyes flashed with endless resentment, it was the Holy Son Evil Spirit of the Ten Brakes Holy Land.

"Father, I will definitely wash my whole body with Ye Feng's blood!" The demon spoke.

"Don't wait until the future, Tiansha hasn't been dispatched for a long time, it's time to awaken his consciousness and let him fight on behalf of the Ten Brakes Holy Land, and Yang Wei for my Ten Brakes Holy Land!"

Above, a gloomy and piercing voice came from the coffin.

Skybrake?!

Even the Son of the Evil Spirit was stunned when he heard this name.

Ye Feng could never have imagined that now his reputation had shaken the entire cultivation world, and among the five holy lands, except for the Yaochi Holy Land, which had no quarrel with the world, the other four holy lands would all seek him and arrest him, and even kill him quickly.