The Heavenly Pool Holy Lord died, and the news spread like a tsunami, wave after wave, throughout the entire Tianxuan Star Domain.

The degree of shock of this kind of news is unimaginable, and even after some of the Great Sect monks learned about it, they couldn't believe it at all, and all of them sent disciples to Tianxuan Holy City to inquire about the news, and when the exact news came back, the Holy Lord of Tianchi was killed and fell into a nameless wasteland, so all the monks of the Great Sect dared to believe it.

Inside the Heavenly Xuan Holy City.

"How could the Holy Lord of Tianchi fall......

Some people still can't believe it, they can't imagine at all, how could the Lord of the Holy Land be killed by someone?

"That's the lord of the Xianmen Holy Land, I've never heard of it, there is a master of the Xianmen Holy Land, during the succession, fell ......" A monk in the late Yuan Infant period, after learning the news, the whole person stiffened, and he didn't come back to his senses for most of the day.

"That's not an ordinary person, it is rumored that he is a reincarnated true immortal who once killed a Mahayana monk with a world-shattering magic array......"

"Oh my God! I still can't believe it, how could the Holy Lord of Tianchi fall, how could it fall! This generation of Heavenly Pool Holy Lords has been the Holy Lord for less than three thousand years, right? According to the time of the change of the lords of the major holy lands, it is about every five thousand years, and after each of the Holy Lords abdicates, they will continue to stay in the Holy Land and act as the 'foundation' behind them......" A saint in the middle of a loose cultivation spoke, feeling his scalp a little numb.

The outside world was talking, everyone was boiling, and after learning the news, everyone's first thought was that they couldn't believe it, or couldn't believe it!

But all of this was broken by a move by the Tianchi Holy Land!

On this day, the Tianchi Holy Land mourned, and almost as long as there was a great sect with a head and a face, all of them went to attend the funeral of the Holy Lord of Tianchi.

Outside the mountain gate of the Tianchi Holy Land, there is a boundless plain, countless monks have stepped into the sky, and a hundred miles away, they choose to advance on foot, showing their respect for the deceased Tianchi Holy Lord.

At this moment, standing at a high altitude outside the Tianchi Holy Land and taking a bird's-eye view, you can see tens of millions of people, forming one long line after another, all wearing mourning clothes, going to the Tianchi Holy Land to participate in the funeral!

It's just that these people are not of enough level at all, and they can't enter the Tianchi Holy Land, so they can only hang themselves in the outside world.

Taiyi, the Purple Mansion, the North Hell, and the Lord of the East Pole Holy Land, all arrived in person, the entire Tianchi Holy Land, a solemn one, at the last moment of the funeral, the Tianchi Holy Land A generation of old holy lords appeared, this is an old man who looks more than sixty years old, his face is calm, he can't see the slightest sadness, appeared in the main hall of the Tianchi Holy Land.

This is an extremely magnificent palace, from the outside, the dragon aura is swirling, and the dome of the golden palace, all kinds of fairy light surge, very extraordinary.

Inside the main hall, one hundred and eight dragon golden pillars are standing, stretching out the entire hall, which is even more magnificent than the royal palace in the mortal world!

The rest of the lords of the major holy lands, the heads of the Great Sect, all gathered here, and after seeing the old holy lord of Tianchi, they were all saluting.

"Meet the Old Lord!"

The lords of Taiyi, Zifu, Beishen, and Dongji Holy Lands all saluted, and the old Holy Lord of Tianchi was the same generation as the previous generation of Old Holy Lords of the major Holy Lands, even if it was a contemporary Holy Lord, they had to be extremely respectful.

The heads of the other great sects even knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the old holy lord of Tianchi, and knelt down in unison!

Everyone was terrified, this is a living fossil, it has lived too long, the longevity is more than 10,000 years, the eyes of the old saint of Tianchi reveal endless vicissitudes, carrying thousands of years, just the kind of breath on his body is terrifying!

The old holy lord of Tianchi looked indifferent, glanced at everyone present, and bowed slightly: "Get up!"

His voice was very calm, and with every word he spoke, he could feel a snow-white dragon qi gushing out from his snort, like a tide, merging with heaven and earth.

"Tianchi Holy Land, you can't be left without an owner for a day, from today on, the old man will re-serve as the Holy Lord of Tianchi until the next Holy Lord appears!"

It was not surprising to hear this.

This generation of Tianchi Holy Lord, ascending to the Great Treasure is only in the early 3,000s, according to the rules of the Xianmen Holy Land, a Holy Lord, at least more than 5,000 years in power, if nothing else, after two thousand years, the Holy Son of Tianchi will inherit the great unification and become a new generation of Tianchi Holy Lord!

Now, the Holy Son of Tianchi and the Holy Lord of Tianchi have been beheaded by Ye Cheng one after another, and the Holy Land of Tianchi is not unmanned, but only qualified to be a candidate for the Holy Lord, and there is only the old Holy Lord of the previous generation!

In the main hall, everyone stood with their hands down, listening to the old holy lord of Tianchi continue to speak.

"Second, the new Tianchi Holy Son, this person will be in charge!"

The old holy lord of Tianchi said, a young man, coming from the depths of the main hall, he was dressed in white and snow, and his whole body bloomed with a strange aura, especially his face, when everyone saw it clearly, they were all stunned and stunned on the spot.

There was even a great sect leader who exclaimed directly.

"This ...... Isn't this the Holy Son of Tianchi? Wasn't he beheaded by Emperor Ye Tian?"

After saying this, the sect leader of the Great Sect knew that he was speechless, his old face turned slightly white, and he lowered his head in horror.

In the main hall, everyone was terrified, the man in front of him looked exactly the same as the Tianchi Holy Son who was beheaded by Emperor Ye Tiandi, and some people even suspected that the Tianchi Holy Son had not fallen!

But that day, there was a battle outside the Yin Yang Gate, and there were more than 100,000 monks, who witnessed with their own eyes that the Holy Son of Tianchi was killed by Emperor Ye Tianzhen on the spot, and his head was cut off, and even the Yuan Infant was destroyed, it is absolutely impossible to be fake, since the Holy Son of Tianchi has really fallen, then who is the person in front of him?

The young man smiled indifferently, did not blame the leader of the Great Sect who had lost his words, and said calmly: "My name is Mo Yiming, and the person who was beheaded is my younger brother Mo Yining, and we are twin brothers. ”

Mo Yiming explained lightly that when he talked about his younger brother Mo Yining, there was no sadness in his eyes, as if he had been cut off as if he was just an unrelated passerby.

Everyone suddenly realized that they were twin brothers, no wonder they looked exactly the same, but everyone finally learned that the original beheaded Tianchi Holy Son was named Mo Yining, if it weren't for this incident, I'm afraid everyone would never know what the real name of the Tianchi Holy Son was.

'This sub-city is too deep, in front of so many holy masters, as well as the sect leader of the world's great sect, he can be so calm!'

The lords of the holy places such as Taiyi, Zifu, Beiying, and Dongji were slightly surprised in their hearts.

'The aura exposed on this person's body is even stronger than the original Tianchi Holy Son, why didn't the Tianchi Holy Land choose him as the Holy Son?'

Everyone was surprised, but no one asked.

So, in front of the people of the world, Mo Yiming succeeded to the position of the Holy Son of Tianchi, starting from today, the Tianchi Holy Land has a new Holy Son, and everyone's hearts are also very clear, the old Holy Lord of Tianchi came out of the mountain, which is to cultivate Mo Yiming as the future Lord of the Holy Land of Tianchi.

"The last thing, my Tianchi Holy Land, I will kill Emperor Ye Tiandi, all those who have anything to do with Emperor Ye Tiandi are enemies of my Tianchi Holy Land!" The old holy lord of Tianchi spoke, he was originally kind and amiable, and in his vicissitudes of life, he suddenly burst out with a shocking killing intent.

"Old Holy Lord, as far as I know, Wang Jing, the chief pavilion master of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion, is a registered disciple of Emperor Ye Tian!" a sect leader of the Great Sect of the Inheritance Sect stood up and said as if he were meritorious.

Since the Tianchen Star Domain was broken by the Golden Crow Royal Family, the strength of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion has been greatly damaged, although several Dan Sects have come to the Tianxuan Star Domain, they are not located in the Tianxuan Holy City, but in the Tianxuan Star Domain, another ancient star of life, starting anew, hoping to revive the glory of the Immortal Pavilion.

Moreover, now that the Xianzhen Pavilion has no support from the Mahayana ancestors, the Xianmen Holy Land wants to control the Xianzhen Pavilion, but it is just a matter of moving his fingers.

This is also why the Immortal Pavilion did not dare to settle in the Yuanying of the Tianxuan Holy City after descending on the Tianxuan Star Domain!

"Wang Jing, hehe!"

The face of the old holy lord of Tianchi sank.

Seeing the attitude of the old holy lord of Tianchi, everyone secretly screamed in their hearts, I am afraid that it will not be long before the Immortal Pavilion will be used by the Tianchi Holy Land to open the knife.

......

At this time, Ye Cheng and the black donkey had already traveled 800,000 miles to the west, and the ground under their feet was all red and barren, without the slightest human population.

"Are you sure it's here?" Ye Cheng glanced around.

The black donkey walked around in the air, his copper bell-like eyes purring and turning, no matter how he looked at it, he said: "It should be true that this place is not fake, but after a million years, the sea has turned into mulberry fields, and if you want to find the old site of that holy land, I'm afraid it's not so simple!"

Ye Cheng frowned, poked out his divine sense, and explored in all directions, and after a while, he withdrew his divine sense and said, "One hundred and fifty miles ahead, there is an oasis. ”

After saying this, Ye Cheng shrank into inches and walked towards the oasis in front of him, followed by the black donkey, and it didn't take long for the two of them to descend outside this oasis.

This oasis is not very large, only two or three hundred miles in radius, a vein of underground water gushes out, nourishing this land, in this oasis, there are about hundreds of thousands of people living in ancient costumes, all dressed in ancient costumes, different from the outside world, it seems that they have been isolated from the world for a long time.

Ye Cheng and the black donkey landed in a small town, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"A black donkey, he's baring his teeth at me, and he can even speak!"

"Is the black donkey a sperm?"

The residents of the town were talking, but they were not very afraid, many people rushed from their homes when they heard the news, stood on both sides of the street, looked at the black donkey and Ye Cheng curiously, and people were talking.

"What did you find?"

Ye Cheng walked down the streets of the town, and he was also poking out his divine sense to scan the town.

In the center of the town, he found several monks, among whom the highest cultivator was only at the Jindan realm, and even what they cultivated was a very ancient secret method, and it did not belong to the contemporary era.

"Nothing has been found, a million years have passed, a lot of things have turned to dust, and it is not so simple to find clues. The black donkey whispered, looking at his appearance, it seemed a little lost.

Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, stood in place, and asked, "I feel that something is wrong with you, the news of the Holy Land was said by you, but it seems that you want to find the old site of this Holy Land more than me?"

The black donkey's eyes rolled, and he looked like a thief, and he laughed, "It's nothing! Don't blame the good donkey!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

At this moment, a noisy voice came, and more than a dozen sturdy men pushed through the crowd and walked out, they looked fierce, with open chests and leaky backs, and the muscles on their bodies were very rough, looking at Ye Cheng and the black donkey.

"Someone from out of town?"

One of the sturdy men in this group asked towards Ye Cheng.

"This donkey is good, even stronger than an ox, catch it in the mine and pull the cart!" another sturdy man nodded.

"What? Let the donkey pull the cart?

"Is the black donkey a sperm? can even speak!" The group of sturdy men were shocked, and they were all dumbfounded.

"Hurry up and report to the immortals, there's a donkey spirit in the town!"

When the sturdy men saw the black donkey speak, they all retreated and ran towards the center of the town.

(End of chapter)