Yan Yi listened to the four most terrifying sounds in Xuanyin, her face was as white as paper, and the color of her bones appeared.

Yan Yi has been cultivating in the Holy Realm for millions of years, and although she has not experienced a period of chaos, she has also experienced three periods of terror. It is known as the Three Explosions Rebellion. That is, millions of years of soul explosion, millions of years of insect explosion, and millions of years of demon explosion.

Among the three explosions, the insect explosion was the most terrifying, and countless "ancient curse insects" poured into the holy realm, devouring all edible creatures in the holy realm. Where it was robbed, there were only bluestone four fields, and there were no living beings.

Although the period of each insect explosion is not long, it is about 10,000 years, but 10,000 years is enough time to devastate the creatures in the Holy Realm, and all the spirits will turn into dry bones. After the insect explosion, it is not only one clan and one place that will be destroyed, I am afraid that tens of thousands of ethnic groups will be devoured by the "Ancient Curse Worm".

Where is the "Ancient Curse Worm"? Yan Yi was startled by the laughter, and her divine sense was in the dark airspace, and her pupils fell into the deep valley mouth. On the green stone wall, there are faint lines of words. "All the way to the earth, the marrow dies and lives".

"This is a curse mound"? Yan Yili's eyes were dumbfounded, the corners of her mouth twitched violently, and she stepped back step by step.

For millions of years, countless Saint Realm powerhouses have had a common mission: to find the place where the "Ancient Spell Worm" turned into blood.

According to the secret book of the Holy Realm, the "Ancient Curse Worm" has a place of life and recuperation, which is called the "Curse Tomb".

The "curse mound" is the sleeping place of the "Ancient Curse Worm", which is very hidden and cannot be found lightly, but it has one characteristic of turning blood. Once the "Ancient Curse Worm" has eaten enough blood souls, it will stimulate its frenzy and go out to compete for blood food.

Once the "Ancient Curse Worm" is awakened, the 10,000-year blood tribulation will begin from there. The catastrophe of the Holy Realm is coming, and countless races will perish in this bloody tribulation.

The powerful people of the Holy Realm are looking for the "curse mound" in order to cut off the blood food of the "Eternal Curse Worm" and prevent the "Eternal Curse Worm" from turning into blood. However, millions of years have passed, but it has not been able to hit where the "curse mound" is.

Yan Yi didn't expect it. The "curse mound" will be here. On the green stone wall, there are faint lines of words. "All the way to the earth, the marrow dies and lives". This is exactly what is said to be the grave of the "eternal curse worm".

The black light flashed, and Yan Yi couldn't help but put away the "Nightmare". The black curtain that filled the valley mouth fell, and the five major cultivators stared at Yan Yi with surprised pupils.

"Congratulations". The cultivators said two words, and were frightened by Yan Yi's miserable expression, and as their eyes fell on the moss ancient monument, their faces twitched like a wind.

Seal. Yan Yi said coldly.

The six cultivators unanimously took out one black hoop after another, and the magic hoop was shining brightly, and the shadow of the hoop fell down the valley mouth. The hoop light pierced the mouth of the green drenched valley tightly. All the cultivators used the same technique, but they were not surprised. It seems like this is a must-have for overhaulers.

"Feng Ying, I'll wait here, you quickly return to Haocheng to recruit reinforcements." The black light of the "Lyria" in Yan Yi's hand flashed, and the "Ruin Exploration Cone" condensed, raising her hand and plunging into the void, and a burst of scorching sun qi poured in.

Several cultivators glanced at the "ruins exploration cone". It's a big poultry girl who hides and doesn't show it, and she has nothing to do to pretend to be a pig, and all the major cultivators are in the dark.

The phoenix warbler bowed deeply, and a phantom wings appeared behind her. Disappear into the void.

Flicker! Phantom Mo Ye lifted his dizzy head, staring at the twilight of the setting sun with a bull's eye.

The crimson clouds reflect the watery sky, and the hazy twilight stretches from the horizon. Cerulean gradient iron-gray.

The dark red twilight was thick with smoke and clouds that pressed heavily on the sky, and hundreds of flashes of flickering light were lined up in the twilight.

Phantom Mo Ye stared at the dark light of the sky, and his pale face was reflected crimson. Slowly lowering his hand, staring straight at the sunset glow shooting out of the cracks in the clouds.

"Hahaha"! A burst of wild laughter swept in like a wind, and the "gathering rain platform" resounded with bursts of buzzes. "Oh! It turned out to be a thief who made my bear clan uneasy."

In the green sky gradually changed into the airspace, the old bear man in black armor condensed out of the airspace, like the stars in the sky, and when he arrived in front of the "Gathering Rain Platform", he had a thick mouth and condensed a fangs and blood teeth.

"Xiong Fu, don't eat alone, it's not just you who suffers." A coquettish laugh sounded, and a wolf girl with a pear vortex embedded in her cheeks, trolling in the twilight, surrounded the twilight and stared in the airspace.

"City Lord, don't look for trouble, our clan has the biggest loss," Xiong Fu roared.

"Hmph! What is the loss of your family hidden and not reported, the gods are mysterious and secret, tens of thousands of bones of our clan have been stolen by this saint, and the world knows it." The wolf snorted, his pretty face bared his little fangs in anger.

"Are there many masters of the family?"

Xiong Fu and Wolf Yi's fierce faces disappeared, and they looked at each other and smiled.

"Thrush Master". The two beasts hurriedly saluted, and smiled in their hearts, the things that the thrush lord threw away are not valuable, and they are not even compared to that one, but the meaning of that thing is extraordinary!

The thrush glared at him, grinned, squinted at the two beasts disappreciatively, and stared at Mo Xie sharply.

Phantom Mo Ye's face! I can't say what color it is, as soon as he appeared, his head was wooden, and he still hasn't come to his senses, staring at the airspace stupidly.

In this thousand-mile airspace, there are these three major beast clans, and the phantom Mo Evil Divine Sense flashed, and the soul was shocked. A thousand miles away, millions of teams, and warframes are staring in the airspace. Hundreds of astonishing auras rushed to their faces, and the phantom Mo Evil's divine consciousness was condensed into countless air, and only shadows within hundreds of zhang could be seen in a single breath.

The phantom was stupid, he didn't even have a little fighting intent, and stood stupidly on the "gathering rain platform", tilting his head.

I really can't figure it out, how could there be hundreds of incarnation-level great cultivators to besiege and kill him, this little Luo Luo, is it worth it?

"Fellow beasts, there are some accounts that can't be settled by just you." As he spoke, several rays of light flowed out of the purple twilight.

A smiling planter, with a phantom shadow above his head, the spring flowers fell into the air in a dashing manner. Behind him were several angry-eyed planters.

The thrush glanced at the smiling planter. Snorted. "Some of the accounts of the welcome have to be calculated slowly, you Zhi clan still stand aside for a while, there is no place for you to speak."

"The head of the thrush family has a high realm and looks down on the welcome, but the ancestor is the deputy commander of the Zhi clan, and his words have more weight than you." The welcome smile did not fade, and the thrush crossed his eyes.

The thrush nose is not a nose, and the face is not a face. The welcome stabbed the thrush in the soft underbelly, and when he mentioned it, the thrush was angry.

"Alright, some things have to be counted from the beginning." A smell of medicine came to the face, and the warm twilight was like a mist. Several orcs blinked and sneezed several times.

The old saint of the fairy wind Dao bone turned two pills, floated in front of all the cultivators, and gestured to the brocade thrush and other cultivators, which was regarded as a salute, and his figure flashed, condensing outside the light mask in front of the "Gathering Rain Platform". With a smile on his teeth, he glanced at Phantom Mo Ye. "Boy, it's so hard to find you!

After the old saint finished speaking, he ignored the stupid Mo Ye. Look back at the cultivators. "The ancestors of the Yi family are still traveling on the road, let me give you a little message, the little saint has caught it, keep it for him, and wait for him to come before convicting."

Dozens of more cultivators landed in front of the light mask, staring at the old saint with angry eyes.

"Yao Que, you want to protect it, this is not the time." The thrush said angrily.

"Protect the break! What kind of break is to protect the ancestor! The ancestor has been chasing and killing for thousands of miles for more than 1,000 years, just to protect the break?" The medicine magpie blew his beard and glared, and the pill in his hand turned tightly.

There are really a lot of great saints of the Holy Clan who have come to Haocheng, not less than thirty saints, but there are very few who know Mo Ye, and even fewer can speak for Mo Ye. Not to mention, even the medicine magpie has the deepest relationship with Mo Xie, and it is only the medicine saint son who has conspired with Mo Xie, and the rest is the hatred of chasing after hundreds of millions of miles. At the critical moment, let's not talk about hatred there, he really has to stand up for Mo Ye, if he doesn't come out, no one in the Holy Clan Sage will be willing to stand up for this little saint who has never known him.

"Yao Que, we can't control the affairs of the Holy Domain, but the losses of my clan, the little saint must pay back." Xiong Fu roared angrily.

"Fu Xiongyou, don't be so arrogant, the matter of hurting the people of my Holy Clan, I haven't counted it yet, what are you shouting." Yao Que's white eyebrows furrowed, and he scolded.

Xiong Fu's black face flushed. The mouth was silent.

Several Great Sages fled in front of Yao Que, looking down at the cultivators.

"Yao Que, what does this mean, you want to cause a clan war for this evil saint." The brocade thrush stared at the saints with disdain, spreading wild in the beast domain, and the beasts would not be accustomed to the saints.

"The head of the thrush family, the ancestor will not favor the little saint, just because he has repeatedly violated the clan rules, and the Holy Cloud City has already ordered him to be captured, not to mention that the head of the Yi family also has instructions, and he will deal with the little saint when he arrives, and I will not give face to the cultivators of the medicine magpie, and the old man Yi will speak." The medicine magpie dragged a long tone, and there was no afterword.

The eyelids of the cultivators jumped, just the medicine magpie, and it really couldn't suppress the cultivators, even the bird clan would not give the face of the medicine magpie, and it was difficult to say about the plant clan. The welcome and the medicine magpie are very affectionate, and they will not be too concerned about this.

Old man Yi is different, he is very popular among the big beasts of all races in the beast domain. All the races of the Beast Domain have some friendship with it. It is not for nothing that the Holy Race and the Beast Race have been peaceful for tens of thousands of years.

The Yi family sits on the edge of the Beast Domain, like a sharp knife stabbing at the door of the Beast Domain, making all the clans in the Beast Domain shudder. Especially after the old man Yi took charge of the Yi family, he used both grace and power against the beast clan, making friends from afar and attacking closely, and dividing the power of the beast clan. It made the beast city very nerve-wracking, the Yi family sent a letter, the elders of the beast city will study for several months, and they have to guess what the old man Yi wants to do, and he can't prevent it!

Let's just say that this evil saint is the ball kicked by the Yi family, and it can't be killed, and the injury can't be serious. For hundreds of years of disaster in the beast domain, the beast city has long been on fire, and what it promised, and it can't be repented, it's really full of bitter water to swallow in the stomach, there are words of suffering!

"Yao Que, just wait for Old Man Yi to decide this matter, and you have to give the Zhi clan and the beast clan some explanation." The shadow of the golden thrush turned and pulled the Zhi clan up. Welcome to give you Bian Que face, some planters don't give it, I want to see how the Holy Clan handles this matter. (To be continued......)