Hong Yu entered the ancestral land ban.

This ban was full of mist, and the haze shrouded the entire vast ancestral land.

These mists were not simple mist, but the domain power emitted by that realm artifact, completely enveloping this area.

Even if the Holy Ancestor entered it, with the Holy Ancestor's vision and divine sense, he would only be able to observe within a hundred meters.

And......

This artifact has the power to confuse the consciousness and senses of the strong.

It's impossible to discern the right direction.

Therefore, as long as they enter the ban, even a demi-saint-level powerhouse can never imagine that they will be able to find the right direction, let alone find the right path to enter the ancestral land.

Maybe the enemy who was sheltered with the help of the artifact was behind him, and he didn't notice it.

In the battle between the top powerhouses, the victory or defeat is likely to be in an instant, whoever can take the lead may win the battle, and the loser often loses his life.

Because of this......

The Black Devil Demi-Saint entered the ancestral land ban, and was soon attacked by the snowfall demi-saint and escaped injured, and has been hiding in the ban, unable to leave, and unable to enter the ancestral land.

"I see...... The power of the artifact is truly extraordinary!" Hong Yu muttered to himself.

Only by experiencing the power of the ancestral land ban can we truly know what the power of the gods is, even if the Holy Ancestor faces the gods, there is only despair!

"This is just an artifact left over from the era of the gods, if the gods revive and return to heaven and earth, I don't know how terrifying the power is!" Hong Yu thought in his heart, and suddenly felt a chill behind him, this is a sixth sense, the perception of danger.

"Someone!"

Hong Yu turned around suddenly, looked at the thick fog behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Since Your Excellency has already appeared, why don't you show up and see it?"

"Hmm, you were able to find this saint? yes, yes, it's really surprising!"

A faint voice came from behind him.

The figure of the Snow Falling Demi-Saint walked out of the fog, with a playful smile on his face, even if he was discovered by Hong Yu, he was still full of confidence, thinking that he could easily kill the young Demi-Saint in front of him.

He is the hidden demi-saint of the ancient tribe of the Stygians.

He has been in retreat all year round, rarely leaves, and knows very little about Hong Yu.

Therefore, he did not recognize Hong Yu's identity.

Hong Yu stared at Xueluo twice, this is a half-saint of the Divine Dao Nirvana Five Heavens, and his strength is very strong.

From the other party's body, he could feel the aura of the Stygian Sea possessed by the powerhouse of the Stygian Sea Ancient Clan, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes: "After all the demi-saints have achieved the holy position, they need to leave their names in the Four Great Holy Halls. And the aura on Your Excellency's body, this seat has never seen it in the Four Great Holy Halls, but the Stygian Sea Ancient Clan is not small, and dares to hide the power of the half-saint level!"

The four sanctuaries control the starry sky at the same time.

In order to be able to better govern and manage the forces under their command, the four holy churches clearly stipulate that any strong person who has reached the holy rank needs to be recorded by the holy church to which the strong belongs.

In order to facilitate the four holy churches to coordinate their own forces, and prevent some forces from secretly continuing to be too strong and rebelling against the rule of the holy churches.

The Xueluo Demi-Saint in front of him was obviously not any of the Demi-Saint powerhouses recorded by the Eight Desolation Holy Hall, and his existence was a violation of the laws of the Eight Desolation Holy Hall.

It is enough to bring destruction to the ancient clan of the Stygian Sea.

Xueluo Half-Saint was not afraid at all, and said with a cold smile: "What is the Eight Desolation Holy Hall? When my ancestor was ranked as the god of war under the command of the three gods, how could you Eight Desolate Holy Hall dare to fart in front of my Stygian Ancient Clan? It's just a group of monkeys who claim to be kings when the tiger is not there." ”

"What's more, as long as you are killed, who can know the news of this saint?"

In his eyes, Hong Yu was never placed on the same level.

He has his own strong roots of self-confidence!

5,000 years to attain the throne!

It is the shortest time to become a saint in the ancient clan of the Stygian Sea after the age of the gods, and its combat power is super strong.

Hong Yu sneered: "Kill me, if your Stygian Sea Ancestor makes a move, he may be able to bring me some trouble." As for you, a mere Divine Nirvana Fivefold Heaven Half-Saint really can't enter the vision of this seat!"

"What an arrogant boy, today, Ben Sheng will let you know what despair is!"

The Snowfall Half-Saint laughed angrily.

Streams of Saint Dao aura surged out around him, and each Saint Dao aura turned into surging chains, and the pitch-black chains vibrated and wrapped around his body.

"Whoosh!"

The chains of the Holy Dao shrank abruptly, turning into a pitch-black battle armor, enveloping the snowfall half-saint in it.

His palms were reversed at the same time, and his fingers were clenched between them.

The chains of the Holy Dao condensed into two long whips, each of which shook the void, making a "snapping" sound of breaking the sky, and the aura of the Holy Dao was permeated.

"Hallows—Falling Snow Whip!"

The snow fell and the half-saint opened his mouth indifferently, a little void under his feet, and a circle of energy ripples spread out in the surrounding void.

This is the sacred realm owned by the powerful of the Holy Throne.

Once cast, it can block the surrounding void, unless it is a realm far beyond oneself, or a demi-saint with extremely high attainments in space, it is difficult to break through the shackles of the holy realm.

This is the power of the demi-saint!

Because of the power of the Holy Domain, in front of the demi-saints, even the powerful Titled Emperor could not escape, and he could only be forced to fight the demi-saints head-on.

Of course......

Such an anti-heaven existence as Hong Yu is a different matter!

"Falling Snow Divine Whip, Divine Dragon Goes to Sea!"

The Snow Falling Divine Whip in the hands of the Snow Falling Demi-Saint swept over, turning into two dragons with thousands of bodies, and the sound of the "Ang Ang" dragon groan carried a terrifying soul attack, if ordinary demi-saints heard it, they would have their souls shaken, and they felt dizzy, and their normal performance was seriously affected, and their strength was greatly reduced.

But Hong Yu's soul is extremely powerful, and he has the soul of Xuantian Tower, so he is not afraid of any soul attack at all.

Even the Holy Ancestor would not want to shake his soul.

"Heavenly Desolate War Halberd - Destroy the Eight Desolations!"

Hong Yu stood in the void with a gun, and two purple-brown thunderbolts erupted from his mouth, spewing out from his mouth, intertwining and intertwining in the void into two thunder rivers.

The crest above the halberd has been activated.

The hideous dragon head raised its head suddenly, opened a pair of blood-colored eyes, and between the big mouth of the blood basin, a dull dragon groan was released, and the sound of "ang" rushed forward!

"Boom!"

Two distinct attacks collided in midair, erupting in a terrifying blast of energy.

"There's still a little ability, watch my dragon swing its tail!" Xue Luo Demi-Saint was not afraid at all, and snorted coldly.

The Falling Snow Divine Whip shook slightly, swept the god's tail, and with a "whoosh" sound, it turned into a spiritual snake and wrapped around the Heavenly Desolate War Halberd.

He pulled hard and pulled Hong Yu staggering forward.

Xueluo Half-Saint laughed: "Boy, suffer death!"

With a shake of his arm, the divine whip swirled, wrapping around Hong Yu's body again and again, making him unable to move.

"Suffer death!"

A black broken blade appeared in the hand of the Snow Falling Demi-Saint and stabbed towards the place where Hong Yu's divine soul was.

A moment of life and death crisis.

Hong Yu didn't have any fear, but hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a playful smile......

"Haven't you figured out who lives and who dies?"