The outside of the palace was empty, and there were no plaques or anything like that to indicate the name of the palace. It's just that around this quaint palace there are hundreds of giant stone pillars, and on each pillar stands a tall statue. These statues are all elderly men and women with solemn faces in high-crowned robes, and all of them are looking down slightly, as if they are looking at them.

Beg and his party also raised their heads to look at these statues, they all wore exactly the same high crowns, wore exactly the same robes, and all of them had such serious expressions, and there was even an indescribable dull and dead air in their granite-like expressions. Beg always felt that these elderly men and women looked like death row inmates on death row, as if they knew that death was coming, and everyone was just trying to calm down.

However, the power contained in these statues shocked Beqi and the others, it was a terrifying energy that was several times more powerful than today's Beggar. The incredibly powerful energy was evenly distributed throughout the statue, and it was clear that the power was only used to keep the statue from damage.

"Luxury, too extravagant!" Ao Buzun exclaimed, "Isn't it just a group of statues?

After arguing at these statues for a while, Ao Buzun squatted on the ground, slammed the ground, and then shook his head and sighed. Unlike these statues, which have taken great strength to maintain, the materials used in this palace and the square outside the palace are simply too shabby, and no precious materials are used, but the kind of ordinary granite that can be seen everywhere, but the polishing technique is very jīng, and the texture of the rock itself is used to piece together a beautiful pattern, which looks like it has a heavy charm.

Under the gaze of those statues, he walked slowly down a corridor in the middle to the main entrance of the palace, and from time to time looked up at the statues on top of the huge pillars. You don't need to ask to know that these people must be the powerful party who once called for wind and rain in the Holy Realm, and ordinary Spirit Ancestors and Founders don't want to leave their own figures here, they are at least saints with names and surnames.

The once glorious and infinite Holy Realm, the Holy Realm that left endless reverie for the living beings of the Pangu World and the Chaos World today, those supreme beings who are high up and control the fate of billions of living beings, they have only left these statues now.

Holding the little hands of Princess Yanle and Qixia, Beg said with a smile as he walked: "We won't become statues in the future, right?" I remember a long, long time ago I said that I would live well, together with the people around me!"

I don't know why, walking in this dead and silent palace, Beg suddenly remembered something from a long time ago. He remembered that on Earth, in the ruins of the ancient city of Machu Picchu, he and his mentors, he and his brothers, were easily crushed like ants. What is the Taoist who wields the flying sword indispensably called?

Beqi suddenly found that he had forgotten the name of the Qingcheng Daoist, but he still remembered the despair and helplessness at that time. It was that kind of despair and helplessness that drove him all the way to today, and drove him to work hard to obtain a higher position and greater power at all costs. He not only wants to protect himself, but also the people around him.

With a slight tightening of his palms, he wanted to protect his two wives and the child in their wombs. Princess Yanle has the crystallization of him and her conception in her womb, a lovely life destined to be powerful, and Qixia has the terrifying 360,000 invisible heavenly demons of the outer lands that he and she have inadvertently conceived. But whether they are demon seeds or demon heads, they are all his begging children. He's going to protect them!

glanced at Ao Buzun and his party who were walking beside him.

His brothers, his friends, his protégés, were all people he cared about. He needs more strength, he needs more strength, he wants to protect them. Whether it's a Boundary Breaker or something else, if you want to infringe on his interests, then don't die!

Looking up at the statues standing at the top of the pillars, don't beg and laugh mockingly, these saints who were once high in the sky! What were they thinking about when they fell? Have they ever had such a sense of crisis as Beggar, have they ever struggled to survive like Beggar, have they ever pursued power by such unscrupulous means as Beg?

A little spiritual light flickered in the center of his eyebrows, and the first wisp of innate thief qi turned into an invisible net and spread, silently enveloping the hundreds of statues. Beg controlled the thief's aura to gradually invade these statues, and shouted in a low voice: "Since you are dead, why do you leave this shadow? If you die, you will die, and if you leave the statue, no one will miss you." Only being alive is real, and when you are dead, let's die cleanly!"

The sound of 'popping' continued to be heard, and one statue after another turned into diamond dust, and the shining streamer fell. These statues are protected by prohibitions on the periphery, but under the infection of the great thief's qi, these prohibitions are broken by Beqi, and all the power inside the statues is turned into pure holy power and flies towards Beg.

Open your body and the sea of knowledge, and don't beg to absorb these pure and powerful holy powers. There was a faint layer of lustrous light on his body, and his aura became more unpredictable.

The sky was full of streamers like snow, and the streamers continued to fall, and the statues were broken one after another. Ao Buzun looked at the statues that were constantly shattering and suddenly sighed: "Tsk, are all those saints in the Holy Realm old men and old ladies?

After listening to Ao Buzun's words, everyone came back to their senses, isn't it, why are these statues a group of old men and old ladies?

But soon everyone raised their eyes and looked at the palaces in the distance, and this time Ao Buzun also laughed, just outside the palace closest to them, those huge pillars stood statues of handsome men and beautiful women. Handsome and elegant like a god-like boy, with amazing beauty and prohibitive girls, these statues of handsome men and beauties are very in line with Ao Buzun's taste.

But outside some other palaces, the statues standing on the giant pillars are strange, some are beast-shaped statues, some are bird statues, some are insects and the like, and some are poisonous snakes and pythons. It's just that there are many fewer of these heterogeneous statues than humanoid statues, and there are only about a hundred statues in the shape of poisonous snakes and pythons.

Obviously, the appearance of the saints of the Holy Realm is not consistent, unlike all the monks in the Pangu World who are trying their best to cultivate their chéngrén form, the saints of the Holy Realm maintain the original appearance of their own race. However, it is clear that humanoid saints dominate, and at least sixty percent of the saints are human beings who are the same as Beqi and others.

Amazed all the way, everyone whispered and guessed the possibilities of the Holy Realm, and they had already walked to the door of this palace.

Hundreds of statues have all been shattered, and the holy power in the statues has been absorbed by Beggar. Beg felt that his body had finally undergone a substantial change, whether it was the strength or the cultivation of holy power, whether it was the scope of the divine consciousness or the sharpness of the five senses and six senses, everything was very different from just now.

The voice of the Gathering Spirit sounded faintly: "The Holy Realm is divided into ten levels, the Origin Three Order, the Spirit Ancestor Third Order, the Saint Third Order, and the last level is the realm where the strongest seven supreme beings are located. Congratulations master, you are now a truly qualified Originator, and you are now the weakest 'Beginning' Rank Originator. ”

Is this the real founding? Don Beg shook his head, in this way, although the division of the ranks of the Holy Realm is simple, the gap between each rank is very far away. After moving his body, Don't let go of Princess Yanle and Qixia's little hands, pressed his hands on the stone door in front of him, which was thirteen zhang wide and two zhang wide, and slowly pushed the stone door open.

As soon as he tried his strength, he found that the stone gate was so heavy that it made people collapse, and with his current strength, he couldn't push the stone gate. It was too heavy, indescribably heavy, the green tendons on Beggar's forehead collapsed, he was sweating profusely, and the smell of blood in his throat and eyes turned out, and he even used the strength to eat nǎi, so he reluctantly pushed the stone gate open a gap that could be entered.

The people on the side were stunned, they all fought side by side with Beqi at these times, and they all survived countless storms and dangers along the way, and they all knew that Beggar's strength was now beyond the limit of what they could guess. But such a powerful Beg actually had such a hard time even pushing open the door, what is this palace gate made of?

Breathless and sweaty, Bei Qi withdrew his hand, he smiled bitterly and looked at the palace door that had just moved a gap, and said with a wry smile: "That's it, just go in like this, this door is really a little unreasonable." Is this ordinary granite?"

As soon as the words came out, Beqi slapped himself on the forehead, and he laughed at himself: "I forgot again, here, what is ordinary and what is not ordinary, where is the standard for evaluation? Maybe the granite of the Holy Realm is like this, a piece of granite the size of a palm is as heavy as hundreds of stars? What the hell!"

Beg suddenly cursed as he spoke, because he suddenly saw that this stone gate that made him so tired that he was half dead was actually only as thin as a cicada wing! It was even several times thinner than a cicada wing! Such a thin door, in Bebeg's impression, the stone gate that he could blow it into pieces in one breath actually made him tired like this!

Everyone looked at each other in surprise, and Ao Buzun, who was the most unscrupulous, closed his mouth. The divine powers of the Holy Realm are really unfathomable, they used their divine sense to sweep through this stone door again and again, this is indeed an ordinary granite carved stone door, and there are no prohibitions arranged, but such a thin granite door, how can it be so heavy?

After a moment of amazement, Bebeg walked into the palace first.

A faint sigh suddenly came from inside the palace, and the sound startled Beggar.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Beqi and the others, this was a white-haired old man wearing a white sè robe and a high crown on his head. The old man with kind eyebrows looked at Beqi and the others quietly for a while, and suddenly sighed loudly: "You are here, since you are here...... Well, I'm dead, I'm dead, so much wine and so many beauties waiting for me to pamper me, why am I dead?"

As he spoke, the old man suddenly burst into tears: "There are still thousands of Xinna's concubines in my palace, why did I die like this?"

Don't beg only felt covered in cold sweat, he subconsciously glanced at Ao Buzun, how could this old guy's words be the same as Ao Buzun?

Before Beg could come up with a topic of how to talk to the old man, the old man suddenly smiled and said: "Hey, if you're dead, you're dead, anyway, if I'm dead, none of them can run away, hehe, so many people are dying with me, my old lover and my old rival, all dead, and I'm not lonely!"

After laughing a few times, the old man pointed to Beg and asked, "Little Shichuang, do you want the powerful holy weapon left in this palace, or do you want to listen to my last words?"

Beg was stunned for a moment, the holy weapon and the last word?