You must know that the incarnation outside the body is the product of wisdom and becomes his identity, and he has the same cultivation as Xuanqing ontology. They are all human beings.

Therefore, Xuanqing also received huge benefits, and in the future, with the continuous improvement of reincarnation, the benefits that Xuanqing can get will be even more terrifying.

Two people practice at the same time. I'm afraid there isn't a second person in these three boundaries.

At this time, I don't know when the sky has brightened, and looking around, you can see the sun rising on the horizon, and his eyes are shining the same light.

Xiaohe was shocked at first, and then there was another burst of ecstasy. He hurried to the war.

"But...... But this is not the deadliest, young and old have heard before that there is a hidden ancestral temple in the sea of sand, which in ancient times seemed to be a sacrifice to a great nation!

Xiaohe said this and glanced at Xuanqing deeply.

After experiencing the devil's way, he was almost certain that the origin of Xuanqing was absolutely the same period of time, so the ancestral temple was his most valuable clue.

Of course, Xuan Qing had just heard about the ancient battlefield, and there was no expression on his face, but when he heard about the ancestral temple, his students suddenly shrank, and a person suddenly appeared in his mind.

"The public... Prince, you don't know the origin of the ancestral temple, do you?

Xiaohe thought Xuanqing should know, but he wasn't sure.

"I know about ancient battles, but I don't know what you say about ancestral halls. But we can try to find it!"

When Xiao He Yi heard this, his face changed suddenly, and he said bitterly: "Child, let's forget!" When ordinary people broke in, they wanted to leave here as soon as possible. Finding that ancestral temple is a death sentence!

Xiaohe grew up listening to stories about Jedi Knights, so he was scared. He had warned himself not to come here for the rest of his life.

But who ever thought they were so unfortunate that when they returned from the devil's path, they were sent directly to this place. Last night, when he confirmed his location, he was almost ready to cry, without tears.

Xuan Qing looked at all his expressions and said jokingly: "I think if it's true, if we want to leave here, we must find the ancestral temple, otherwise we will die here like you said!"

When Xuanqing left, he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest, but he couldn't rely on his soul to find the right direction.

George Bernard Shaw had no choice but to follow Xuanqing's insistence on the ancestral temple.

He looks like a bird now, and if he hadn't had Xuanqing, he would have died.

It turned out that the person Xuan Qing just remembered was also an ancient god named Lei Ming. As the name suggests, he is a madman who controls thunder.

But his strength is last among the gods, not because he is too weak, but because he is too unlucky.

At first, he was a new god with unlimited potential, but he had not yet reached the ultimate goal of his cultivation and was attacked by the evil god Lisi, triggering his soul thunder.

This desperate sea of sand is named after it. Just because he was too strong, there were countless fighters after the explosion.

However, this is not the reason why Xuanqing really decided to go to the ancestral hall.

In fact, the ancient gods were all very surprised after the thunder and the soul flew away, but they also understood that to reach their level, as long as the true spirit was not extinguished, there was no real sense of death.

But today, millions of years later, Xuanqing is interrogating.

Because Shahai's despair is so evil, this is by no means the style of Thunder, he also came into contact with this person back then, although he is not a bright and upright person, but he is by no means a traitor.

Therefore, Xuanqing speculated that there should be a conspiracy behind this.

Even the Great Spirit King is controlled by the Black Hand Troubled Family, and the possibility of thunder is even greater.

As soon as he thought of this, Xuanqing's face gradually became serious.

If everything is true, then the conspiracy behind it is too big.

Imagine if the chaotic clans resurrected all the fallen gods of antiquity and secretly manipulated them, it would be an absolute destructive force.

Although he was known as the greatest god in ancient times, it can also give him a lot of headaches if one faces so many enemies.

On the other hand, Xiaohe Wang Yue's body lay on Xuanqing's shoulder, staring at him with a wry smile and saying, "My son, you use your expression to make this little old man's heart bottomless!"

Xuan Qing interrupted his thoughts, took another breath, and said, "Don't worry, I want to think about something else, you are talking about the people in the ancestral hall, I should know, but at that time, he was just a young generation!"

The mouth of the small river twitched slightly, and the eyes were complicated.

I'm afraid that only Xuan Qing can speak so contemptuously today, except for those antiques that can't be hidden.

Moreover, he does not resent, because he knows Xuanqing's background.

In the sea of desperate sand, the two of them could not fly due to special gravity, so they could only walk one step at a time.

After about two hours, they finally stepped onto one of the dunes, but they still saw the constant yellow sand in front of them, which made them a little irritated.

But at that moment, Xuanqing's eyes suddenly flashed. He used his extracellular vision to see a man in a blue robe lying in a sand pit in the distance.

"There's someone up ahead!"

As long as the Xuanqing dialect is SPO.

Qiao Yuanshan nodded and reluctantly sat on the beach.

At this time, Xuanqing asked, "Where is your son?"

Xuanqing remembered that Qiaoshan had no body, only a soul. In a place like this, survival is difficult.

Qiao Yuanshan's face suddenly darkened, only to see him clenching his fists, his teeth clicking, and a pair of old eyes flowing out of painful tears.

Xuanqing sighed and knew what was going on without opening his mouth.

But Qiao Yuanshan wiped his tears and said, "My shirt blew up my soul to keep me safe." "Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll never see my son again!

Xiaohe shook his head secretly, although he didn't see the vast sky, but after hearing these words, he also felt that this person was very vicious.

Xuan Qing patted Qiao Yuanshan's shoulder comfortably, but he couldn't speak.

Still, my heart looked up at the tree.

You know, when he was in Youzhou, he grabbed Joe alone and scared him out of his big pants. This shows how much he fears death.

But who would have thought that he would sacrifice himself to save his father?

This made Xuanqing admire him very much. What a great progress he had made in his heart. If he has the opportunity to practice it well, he will achieve much more in the future. But it's too late to say anything now.

Xuanqing could only think in his heart. If he said it, he was afraid that it would make Qiao Yuanshan even more sad.

Xuan Qing turned his head, took out the medicine, and said, "Wait a minute, heal your wounds, and we'll go to the ancestral temple!"

Qiao Yuanshan took Dan Yao with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He trembled and said, "Is the prince for the ancestral temple?"

Xuan Qing raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You know what?"

Qiao Yuanshan smiled bitterly and said, "Although I was forced in by Haotian, I still came to the ancestral hall. Rumor has it that there is a lot of power to control the thunder. If I can inherit his power, my son's revenge is in sight!"

When Xuanqing saw Qiao Yuanshan talking about revenge, countless killing opportunities flashed in his eyes, but he didn't know how to explain it.

In his opinion, Qiao Yuanshan's idea was completely impossible to realize. We should know that the thunder of the ancient temple is an ancient god of his time, and even if it is silent for millions of years, it will not really die.

There may be confusion behind it, but it is impossible to say that.

At this time, Xiaohe looked at Xuanqing and immediately understood his thoughts.

About half a day ago, Qiao Yuanshan's wound was treated with strong medicine. He recovered most of the time, so he got up quickly.

Xuan Aqing looked at it, smiled and nodded.

(End of chapter)