Yang Wushu sighed.

Even in the war palace, the most iron-faced and selfless patrol envoy was also embarrassed.

Ye family.

It was once a wealthy family.

It is a monumental-level ancient race among the human races in the spirit world.

It is called the Holy Family.

Because, this ancient race, for countless years, every time there is a war of ten thousand races, someone has been born, fighting all races, fighting for the human race, and striving for vitality.

Not for stepping into the Ten Realms, but for the creatures of this land.

This ancient clan, born for war, has golden blood flowing in its body, and it is extremely sacred.

For countless years, in most of the Great Wars of the Ten Thousand Clans, the people of the Ye Family Holy Clan participated in them.

It's a pity that I'm lonely after all.

Its descendants are gradually withering, and the bloodline is also fading, and its golden blood, which is said to contain supreme divine power, has long been unable to recover.

In order to attract the blood of the ancestors, the Ye clan raised the clan and wanted to forcibly open the clan land and rekindle the ancestral blood, but failed, and the entire ancient clan became the past and was sealed in a forbidden land.

Ten years ago, the last person of the Ye clan, Ye Qitian, also died in the spirit world.

Now.

After ten years, his son actually returned.

"Don't pay too much attention to him, it's a kind of protection."

"Its name has too much influence, its blood, too mysterious, although the Ye family is a spiritual saint clan, but the major ancient clans, families, and major sects value interests more."

"The Ye family is lonely, eliminated, and carrying such a name and blood will become a disaster, and his life experience, not being exposed, is a good thing for him."

"He should also understand this truth."

The palace master said in a deep voice.

The blood of the Ye family is too bizarre.

In the past, the Ye family was strong, and peerless characters were born in every generation, and many families and clans naturally did not dare to make a move, but now?

Ye Wushuang's identity was exposed.

It is not difficult to imagine that even the war palace has times when it can't be protected.

"I understand." Yang Wushu nodded.

Then he moved and disappeared from the spot, as if he had never appeared.

The battle list has changed.

Such a scene will inevitably arouse countless concerns.

However, with the suppression and protection of the war palace, there should not be too many accidents.

This is also the idea of the palace master and Yang Wuving.

Now.

Inside the War Palace.

Here, it is like a world of its own, with countless ancient palaces and peaks, standing on one side.

Ye Wushuang walked in it.

The rules of the war palace are very simple, and it can even be said that there are almost none, except for the protection of the war son, the others come and go at will.

Therefore, in the war palace, there are not too many Tianjiao entrenched.

But.

Ye Wushuang traveled all the way, passing by countless ancient halls and peaks, and he could clearly capture from them, there was an extremely powerful aura, dormant.

Part of the breath, straight into the void, is no less than those low-level people in the Land of Ruins.

"This is the spirit realm, this is the war palace."

"Tianjiao of the same generation, some people have reached the Void Realm upward, and some are even stronger, stepping into the True King Realm and becoming the real king!"

"The martial arts are long, three years, I need to progress faster."

"Now, I have entered the True Martial Realm, such a strength, here, it is not enough to see at all, within ten days, can I break through one after another? Rising to the challenge? ”

Ye Wushuang's eyes burned and he muttered to himself.

Ten days.

This is one of the biggest benefits of entering the battle list for the first time.

In these ten days, with the blessing of the rules of the war palace, no one can make a move against him, even if he is a person of the same generation, he can't do it, unless he comes forward to challenge himself.

"Difficult!"

Ye Wushuang exhaled a breath of turbidity.

He walked through the mountains, scanning the ancient temples, and choosing his own dwelling.

Then.

The major ancient halls and mountains all looked at them and looked at them.

"The new warrior!"

"This person has a war seal, and his cultivation is very weak, when his ten-day limit passes, I will take action, suppress him, and get his war seal, so that my war mark can be completed again."

"When the time comes, in my self-cultivation, the help given to me will be even greater!"

On a high mountain, there was a young man, who spoke indifferently.

There was murder in his eyes.

The fighting spirit swept through.

regarded Ye Wushuang as a prey.

This is a master of the first five steps of the Void Realm.

He was confident and his eyes were burning.

"Really? This person, I fell in love with it first, if you want to fight, I'm afraid, you need to compete with me! ”

Not far away, another person spoke.

His eyes were like stars.

It is also a young genius of about five steps in the Void Realm.

In an instant, dozens of eyes looked at them.

"Newcomer, rare, I don't know, can he bear it."

"It seems that this person doesn't have a terrifying background, in this case, it's just a resource for some people!"

Someone whispered.

They looked at Ye Wushuang with a hint of pity.

To be a warboy means to be in the center of the storm.

Without anti-heaven cultivation, without a shocking background, it is difficult to maintain, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will die out and fall.

"It's a pity, he's too weak."

There are also people sighing.

It was a woman, dressed in green clothes, and her eyes were a little cold.

"If he is a little stronger, I can still make a move, but it is a real martial art, even if it is a competition of the same generation, it cannot exceed the void, otherwise, his battle seal, I want it!"

The woman's words were light-hearted.

But it's chilling.

This is the spiritual realm, this is the son of war.

"The law of the jungle eats the strong, and here, it is more vividly embodied."

Ye Wushuang sighed.

At the same time, I also have a better understanding of the rules here.

When he first entered the battle list, he was invincible for ten days, and he was protected by the battle list and the war palace, and no one was allowed to make a move, and the so-called competition of the same generation was not as long as it was the same generation, and he could shoot arbitrarily.

That's an exaggeration.

After all, there are people of the same generation who have reached the realm of true kings.

Therefore, there is another rule, that is, there should be no difference between the two great realms.

These are some of the benefits that belong exclusively to the sons of war.

After all.

The world is vast, how many Tianjiao are obliterated by the strong who cross the realm, and die out quietly, such a rule can be regarded as a kind of protection, so that the son of war can grow up in the fight of the same generation, rather than die out in the inability to resist.

"Ten days, I hope he can grow as much as possible, otherwise, it's just fleeting fireworks."

In the distance, a blonde boy spoke faintly.

Many geniuses who stayed in the battle palace paid attention, but they didn't stay long, their eyes disappeared in an instant, and then they fell silent.

However, Ye Wushuang also captured that many people were hovering on him, with murderous intent and war intent, obviously, when ten days passed, these people would shoot directly.

Within the rules, they will stop at nothing.

The War Seal is not static, and it can be continuously completed to make it even more subtle.

"The spiritual realm is a place where blood and fire are intertwined, and as a son of war, he can only grow up by stepping on countless corpses and mountains of blood in endless battles!"

Ye Wushuang whispered.