The Evil Ancestor's eyes were like black holes, almost destroying Yuan Chen's spiritual will.

When Yuan Chen was stared at by those black eyes, it was as if he saw the Evil Ancestor Divine Grace sneering at him, which made him suddenly fall into an abyss of terror that he had never experienced before.

"Through the Divine Sword Formation, it can still affect my mind, could it be that after such a long time, the spiritual power of the Evil Ancestor Divine Grace is still so strong?" Yuan Chen said in shock, it was hard for him to imagine that in such a fierce formation of the Divine Sword Formation, he had been consumed by the terrifying sword qi for endless years, and there was anyone who could retain such a powerful spiritual power.

Even with the existence of the Eternal Saint, Yuan Chen had experienced the subtlety of the Eternal Dao Thoughts, and thought that with the Eternal Dao Thoughts of the Saints, it would be extremely difficult to keep the soul from being worn out by the Divine Sword Array, let alone maintain a strong spiritual power.

"No wonder all the saints are so jealous that the Heavenly Jar will fall into the hands of the Evil Ancestor Messenger, and let such a powerful existence break through the seal, and the human race will no longer have any chance of winning. Yuan Chen swallowed, for the first time in his life, he felt a desperate fear, an experience he had never felt when the Holy Soul was shattered by the claws of the Ancient Ancient Holy Dragon.

The influence of the Evil Ancestor's will on Yuan Chen was not small, and he meditated on the spot for a whole day before he could barely clear away the fear that the Evil Ancestor's abyssal black pupils gave him.

Yuan Chen didn't dare to sense the Divine Sword Array again, and retracted his will to look into the dark depths on the other side, where there was a faint holy qi coming from.

"Leaving the passage and entering the chaotic zone, all the way to the exit of the passage, is the battlefield for the battle for "Tongtian". "Yuan Chen also learned a little bit about the details of the outer heaven on the way, this is the chaotic area of the primeval era, where even the powerhouses of the Holy Realm dare not go deep, and they will only kill themselves by parading indiscriminately.

Yuan Chen took out a jade talisman, this is a road marker condensed by the law of space on the way he came, no matter where he is, as long as there is still a law of space in the realm, he can always point to the entrance of the passage he came from.

According to the direction of the space road marker, Yuan Chen went all the way in the opposite direction of the exit of the passage and came to the main battlefield for the battle for "Tongtian Gong" - the Extreme Abyss Star Sea!

In the primeval era, this was once a cultivation treasure at the very edge of the Ten Thousand Realms of the Holy Realm, but after the Holy War, it completely collapsed and dissolved into chaos and melted into the outer heavens.

Yuan Chen is the only person who has been in charge of "Tongtian Zheng" except for the "Xudu" sage, and he originally wanted to use his connection to the past to sense the location of "Tongtian Zheng", but unfortunately failed.

At the same time that the Ten Thousand Dome Heavenly Zenith released the will of the saints in the "Tongtian Urn", the little spiritual power that Yuan Chen left on the "Tongtian Urn" was instantly shattered, plus this thing was successively handled in the hands of the Ancient Holy Dragon and the White Spirit Great Sage, with their powerful holy power, they must have eliminated the residual power left above for the first time.

Without the guidance of the spiritual imprint, the Terran and the Evil Ancestor Envoy are looking for the "Tongtian Urn" in the Extreme Abyss Star Sea, which is basically similar to finding a needle in the sea.

However, the Holy Realm powerhouses have a lot of means, even if it is the sea to find a needle, it is also a method that ordinary cultivators can't imagine, after ten years of searching, almost all the realms in the Extreme Abyss Star Sea have been rummaged through.

In addition to "Tongtian Urn", as a cultivation treasure in the primeval era, the Extreme Abyss Star Sea still retains a lot of treasures, especially after the precipitation of endless years, these treasures have borne the tempering of time, many of them have been born with spiritual wisdom, and even some artifacts have grown into the existence of semi-holy weapons, and it is a great opportunity to find one.

Yuan Chen came to the Extreme Abyss Star Sea neither to capture the "Tongtian Urn" nor to look for a treasure of chance, but to catch an evil ancestor messenger.

The usual Evil Ancestor Envoy may not know the location of his lair, but as long as he enters the Holy Realm, most of them are not ordinary people, and they may even be high-level people within the Evil Ancestor Envoy, and there may be someone who can lead the way for him.

Just sensing the fluctuation of the holy qi, Yuan Chen was sure that there was a large-scale holy war here.

Since you want to find someone to lead the way, you must definitely catch a semi-saint powerhouse who is powerful and has a high position in the Evil Ancestor Envoy.

Yuan Chen approached the battlefield, hid his aura with his powerful spiritual holy power, and hid in the darkness under the cover of the law of space.

"Boom—"

A series of blood-red blasting powers shattered tens of thousands of stars, and a spear with a terrifying chill flew out of the darkness, so fast that even the light could be distorted, and the surrounding time and space turned into a vortex at the tip of the spear.

At the same time, in front of the spear flying, a magnificent picture scroll of rivers and mountains bloomed in the void, and there was a rare world in the scroll, pouring out a wave of holy power to stop the power of the spear.

"Whew!"

Almost instantly, the cold glow of the tip of the spear broke through the defenses of the scroll, tearing the entire picture apart.

A Terran woman with a white silk gauze skirt was knocked out of the darkness, her body flashing with holy light, and a large amount of holy blood gushing out of her mouth.

"A mere spiritual power half-saint, there are quite a lot of defensive means, this holy painting scroll should be your last resort!" From the direction where the woman was knocked away, a red-robed demon clan man flew over, his skin was covered with red scales, it should be with dragon blood.

It's just that the dragon bloodline of this demon clan's half-saint doesn't seem to have fully awakened, and it can only be regarded as a dragon at most.

The female saint of the human race who was injured was named "Firefly", from the firmament state of Kyushu in the Central Regions, and was a semi-saint with the spiritual power of painting the Tao.

The biggest weakness of a spiritual power cultivator is the physical body, once all the means of defense are broken and the martial arts saint is close, there is almost no chance of turning the tables.

The Female Saint of Firefly Ink is very famous in the Confucianism and Taoism of the human race, especially her fairy-like beauty with the unique temperament of a Confucian and Taoist monk, and she was also the fairy who dominated the list of "Hundred Immortals" all the year round before becoming holy.

The wide Confucian robe that the current Ink Female Saint wears all the year round has been torn, and only a close-fitting gauze skirt covers the spring color revealed in the trance, and it can be seen that the blood of the Jiaolong Demon Saint is stretching.

The slender black tongue licked his lips, and the dragon demon saint said with bad intentions: "I heard that the painting saint of the human race is like jade, and there is no man who can be seen in the saint so far, so wouldn't it be a waste of the beautiful years of the female saint, it is better to ......"

"Shut up! I feel disgusted when I see you, the demon clan, even if I blow up my sacred heart and burn your jade today, I won't cheapen you for nothing!" The Ink Maiden Saint's face showed a trace of determination and disgust, she understood that if she really fell into the hands of the Jiaolong Demon Saint, I was afraid that the end would be worse than death.

"Hmph! I'm still hard-mouthed when I'm dying!" Jiaolong Demon Saint's eyes straightened, and he said angrily, "Today, I will take your Yuan Yin, and let you be a woman before you die!"

When the words fell, a pink mist suddenly filled the darkness, and the power of the rules of the outer heavens was chaotic, and the Ink Maiden didn't even notice that these mist had actually been lurking beside her for a long time.

These pink mists can arouse the deepest desire of living beings to reproduce, and creatures with rare dragon blood have always had difficulty reproducing, so this racial talent is born when looking for a mate.

As soon as the Ink Maiden wanted to press for power, the pink mist frantically burrowed into her body.

"It's ...... What the...... Hell!" Firefly Mo suddenly felt a weakness in his body, and his will was scattered, and he couldn't use any strength.

Not only that, but her legs also slowly tightened, and her white face showed a rare rosyness.

"Iniquity, today I will pick you, the holy flower of the human race!" Jiaolong Demon Saint said excitedly, the Firefly Ink Female Saint has cultivated for nearly three ancient eras, and the power of Yuan Yin must be extremely strong, maybe this time he can use the Firefly Ink Female Saint as a furnace and step into the Taixu Realm in one fell swoop.

Just when the Jiaolong Demon Saint was about to start, suddenly there was a sound of "tsk" in the darkness.

"What person!" Jiaolong Demon Saint was suddenly startled, the dragon scales on his body stood up, and he looked at the direction where the voice came.

However, in the other direction where the voice came, Yuan Chen flew out of it wearing a cyan robe, he looked at the Jiaolong Demon Saint with a smile, and said slowly: "This demon clan Taoist friend is too anxious, such a beautiful flower as the Firefly Ink Female Saint, it is not interesting to take it by force, Confucian and Taoist monks have always liked to talk to each other, you have to slowly enter their hearts." ”

"Terran...... Who are you?!" The Jiaolong Demon Saint had never seen Yuan Chen's appearance, and he could see that the other party was also a spiritual power demi-saint, but in his memory, the human race didn't seem to have such a number one person.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I just want to teach Daoist friends the way of men and women, and I don't have a strong level at all!" Yuan Chen sneered, he could be extremely happy in his heart, the other party was the demon clan demi-saint in the evil ancestor messenger, and he must have something to do with the ibis saint 100,000 years ago, and he couldn't let him run away.

Seeing that the spiritual power fluctuations on the other party's body were not even as strong as the Firefly Female Saint, the Jiaolong Demon Saint thought that the other party wanted to come and get a piece of the pie.

After all, the beauty of the Ink Lady Saint is unparalleled, and since the other party is also a spiritual power half-saint, maybe he was once the suitor of the Ink Lady Saint, but now that he sees an opportunity, he also wants to be light.

"What kind of thing are you! A mere spiritual power demi-saint dares to teach me to do things?" Jiaolong Demon Saint sneered, he felt that the spiritual power demi-saint of the human race in front of him was too arrogant, and he really didn't care about anything.

"Teach you to do things, no, no, no......" Yuan Chen shook his head and smiled with a playful demeanor, "I'm teaching you how to be a man!"

Halfway through his voice, Yuan Chen's spiritual power light suddenly lit up, and forty-two Saint Dao stars flew out violently and smashed towards the head of the Jiaolong Demon Saint.

Yuan Chen had gradually narrowed the distance between himself and the Jiaolong Demon Saint when he was talking before, in order to attack at this moment.

The Ink Maiden Saint is almost at the limit of resisting the mist emitted by the dragon, and if he goes down, he is afraid that his cultivation will be wasted, and he needs to fight quickly.

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