"Thank you, Daoyou—"

In the dark, there was a murmur of gratitude.

Chen Xiao looked stunned and stood there silently.

His violent aura was rapidly declining at this time, and countless spiritual lights dispersed like dust.

These ancient heroic spirits have finally left.

In fact......

Their deity had already died in battle, and after a long period of time, he sacrificed his life for righteousness, and did not hesitate to scatter his soul to seal the Burial Emperor Guard here.

Now what has recovered is just some obsession.

The wish has been fulfilled, and the obsession will naturally dissipate.

"Congratulations - fellow Daoists!"

In the end, Chen Xiao waved towards the void and sent the most noble greetings.

Although he didn't know these heroic spirits, they weren't even of the same race, and they didn't belong to the same era, but these heroic spirits fought to the death for the protection of their clansmen, and even after hundreds of millions of years, their obsession was still not extinguished.

So......

Naturally, he deserves his Chen Xiao's respect!

Do your best, die and die, nothing more.

It's just that even if he wins, Chen Xiao doesn't have any joy in his heart.

Ultimately......

It's just the aftermath of an ancient war.

Once the real Burial Emperor Tribulation breaks out, even the great God Dynasty and the Supreme God Emperor will be completely buried and destroyed, which is far from what he can fight against now.

Listen to the words of the burial emperor......

Obviously, behind him, there is a bigger black hand.

It's far from time to take things lightly!

"Huh?"

Just when Chen Xiao was stunned, suddenly a flash of light flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand and grabbed it, and a hair-like black line was suddenly caught in his hand at the moment when it was about to disappear.

Snort –

The black hair seemed to be suddenly stimulated, and suddenly burst into black light, and it was about to escape out of thin air and disappear in front of Chen Xiao's eyes!

"Want to run?!"

Chen Xiao snorted coldly, and a small bronze coffin appeared in his hand.

The next moment, the lid of the coffin barely opened a little, from top to bottom, engulfing the strand of hair.

Syllable!

Something intangible, as the bronze coffin closes, is severed alive.

Chen Xiao can clearly feel the ......

That strand of hair suddenly lost its activity, and it took a long time before it slowly settled.

"That'...... That thing...... Destroyed?"

It wasn't until this time that the voice of the spirit of the Zhentian Temple came with surprise.

Chen Xiao turned his head to look at it, and couldn't help but show a hint of a smile.

I saw that when I appeared on the stage before, the Zhentian Temple, which was still domineering and boundless, was reduced to the size of a fist at this moment, and appeared and disappeared in the void, as if it might escape at any time.

"That'...... Is that...... What the hell?"

Thinking back to the previous scene, the temple spirit's face darkened.

God pity you......

Originally, it was not easy for him to completely digest the divine materials devoured in the ancient god abyss after a long slumber, and he evolved all the way to the peak of the divine product heavenly rank.

It's only half a step away from becoming a god saint!

I originally planned to show my skills and suppress all the strong enemies, but I didn't expect it at all......

would encounter such a strange burial emperor!

The strange black mist that had previously suppressed the realm possessed terrifying corrosiveness, and even the temple body after his promotion was completely unable to resist, and it suffered serious erosion in an instant.

It was not Chen Xiao's timely move to resist the enemy with the Six Heavenly Wheel Technique......

Maybe the Zhentian Temple at this time has been corroded into ruins!

"It's still those weird black fogs, whether it's the White Tiger Emperor Burial, or the Ancient God Heavenly Abyss, you've seen it more than once. Chen Xiao's voice immediately sounded, "It's just that the concentration of black fog this time is at least the same as before...... A thousandfold more. ”

In the past, he encountered black fog several times, and no matter how powerful the monsters born in it were, the top of the sky was the realm of Jindan and Yuanshen.

The Little Six Reincarnation Palms alone are enough to restrain them.

And this time......

The concentration of the weird black fog has soared many times, and the monsters bred in it are all powerhouses of the God Realm, and there are even more Burial Emperor Guards, who are suspected to have lived from ancient times to today!

The gap between the two is so big that you can't do it!

"It's those black fogs again?!"

The spirit of the Zhentian Temple couldn't help but be shocked: "How can you come across these black fogs wherever you go?"

Chen Xiao couldn't help but smile: "Yes, if you think about it like this, I and these black fogs ...... It's really fateful. ”

However......

The young man's eyes were extremely cold.

He was vaguely aware that he might have been caught up in the side by accident...... The big picture through the ages!

This is something he had never experienced in his previous life.

"However, who is the chess player and who is the chess piece, the outcome is still unknown!"

After calming the temple spirit a little, and conducting a detailed inspection of the main body of the Zhentian Temple, it was confirmed that the erosion of the strange black mist had not damaged the origin part, and Chen Xiao's gaze swept out again.

Suddenly.

A void light gate appeared, and Feng Xiaya's deep voice came out of it.

"Xiao Yuan, come in. ”

Since the two met, this was the first time that the little girl had called Chen Xiao by her name directly.

Chen Xiao was stunned, then shook his head and stepped into the light gate.

The space behind the light gate is far more gorgeous and sacred than what the outside world sees, like a divine kingdom, filled with divine aura.

At the first time, Chen Xiao noticed it......

The sacred space in front of you is likely to be the core of the ruins!

"This is the interior of the Yin-Yang Mirror. ”

Feng Xiaya's voice came, less lively than usual, on the contrary, a little more sad.

Yin-Yang mirror?

Chen Xiao's heart moved slightly.

"Yin-Yang Mirror. ”

At this moment, a slender shadow slowly walked out of the light: "It's Di Ming's natal divine soldier." ”

In general.

The warrior urges the magic weapon divine weapon, either directly driven by mana, or runs the corresponding technique, among which, there will be a time difference.

And if it is a sacrifice to the Divine Soldier, it can greatly shorten the time difference.

Even refining to the extreme, the natal divine weapon is like an arm and a finger, almost equivalent to the second deity, which is enough to make the strength of the martial artist skyrocket!

It's just that the sacrifice of the natal divine weapon consumes a lot of money, and it is connected with the blood of the warrior, under normal circumstances, a warrior can only sacrifice one thing in his life.

Therefore, there is a saying -

The soldiers are there, and the soldiers are destroyed!

And now, the yin-yang mirror is here, which means ......

"That's ......"

Chen Xiao's eyes narrowed suddenly.

At the end of this sacred space, a quaint stone chair sits.

On the stone chair, a figure sat down.

Thousands of years passed, and countless years of dust and soil all fell on the stone chair, completely sealing this figure, and it was almost impossible to see the true face.

But at this moment, Chen Xiao still had a hunch, and a name blurted out:

"Diming!"

......

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