
Every time the abyss of the burial of the gods is opened, all races will gather.
Every time this.., it often meant a great war was about to start!
Among all races, there was hatred for each other, and it was very common for them to fight if they did not agree with each other.
Nan Gongming...., who was in charge of the Law Enforcement Hall..., immediately said: "Dare to ask the Sacred Teacher...., who is the person who went to the god's burial abyss this time...?"
The Holy Land at the beginning of Taoism was their foundation, and high officials would not come out with all their might, but stay in the Holy Land to guard it.
Even if the abyss of the burial of gods was opened, usually only one holy son and a few strong elders would be sent to protect him.
Other sacred lands, and even all ethnic groups act similarly, and no one is so foolish as to leave no room for it.
If the old enemy attacked and damaged his foundation, it would severely damage his vitality and would be difficult to turn around.
In the past, many races were like this, and they were reduced to weak races for people to ride.
For example, the Blood Demon Clan.., thousands of years ago, was the most powerful clan under the command of the Demon Clan..., he took a group of masters from the clan to leave, and an old enemy found an opportunity to kill him in the land of the clan...,
"the younger generation of blood demons is almost wiped out."
And when the patriarch of the Blood Demon Clan returned with all his masters.., it was in vain, even revenge was blocked by the Demon Clan.
At the beginning of the Daoist period, the Sacred Teacher glanced at the three holy sons.., and said lightly: "This journey is dangerous.., so let Daoyi go..., and bring some elders with you to ensure his safety...! If it is not possible, make a firm decision and return to the Holy Land.., do not take the risk."
Nangong Ming and Daoyi Shengzi bowed together and respectfully said: "We will definitely abide by the legal decree...!"
The Holy Lord at the beginning of the Dao nodded, looked at Elder Jin Shijian in the Hall of Punishment, and said nonchalantly: "Have you chosen a candidate for the fertile land war in the Eastern Region?"
In the battle of the fertile lands of the Eastern Region, there will be three duels in the Supernatural Realm.., and three duels in the Longevity Realm..., The strongest six people would be selected from the three main holy sites in the Eastern Region and the main sect.
Jin Shijian nodded and said: "We have been notified now.., Within two months..., and the place of the competition will be set in my Daochu Holy Land."
Sacred Master Daochu nodded in satisfaction.., and continued: "War on fertile land in the Eastern Region is related to the good fortune of our human race..., especially beware of demons and demons making a lot of trouble!"
"Here...!"
All the elders.., the Holy Son bowed in unison, not daring to be careless.
And a similar scene was staged among the eleven other holy places of mankind, as well as among the main sects, all for the battle between the abyss of demon gods and the fertile lands of the Eastern Region.
Among the alien race, they also began to prepare for the abyss of burial of the gods.
But at this moment, Xiao Fan was facing a life and death crisis in the abyss of the burial of gods.
"Woooo..."
At the same time.., from time to time under the abyss, brilliant flashes of light came from time to time.
But at this moment, Xiao Fan did not care to wait and see.
The killing intent came suddenly...!
That strange yin wind, instead of constantly washing his soul and purifying his spiritual power as he had hoped..., like gangrene clinging to a bone.., it constantly sucked away the origin power of its soul.
"Damn it, what is the origin of this Yin Feng...? If I let him suck out my soul source.., wouldn't I just be deadlocked?"
Xiao Fan was frightened and furious, and frantically operated the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art.
However, this overcast wind seemed to fuse with his soul.
Because when he devoured it, even his soul felt an unbearable pain, so he had no choice but to give up.
Just when Xiao Fan was helpless, he turned the Great Freedom Sword into a beam of light, which fused into his soul, and a turning point suddenly appeared.
"explosions...!"
It was as if there was a loud explosion of thunder.., Xiao Fan only felt his soul tremble.., and it seemed as if a faint sound of Buddha appeared in the sky, constantly expelling the dark wind power.
“Could this Hua Da Zi Zi sword really be related to Buddhism.?” Xiao Fan was surprised.
Twelve sacred lands of mankind are scattered in the four regions of the middle world.
In the Western Region, the three shrines were all Buddhist schools.., and even the big and small sects among them were mostly Buddhists.
Originally.., mankind had only ten sacred lands.., and the Western Region was guarded by the Tianlong Holy Land.., for some reason..., and after that only the Twelve Holy Lands were formed.
According to legend, the Tianlong Holy Land was divided into three due to different teachings.
However, the eastern and western domains were too far away, and Xiao Fan had no way of knowing the specific information.
“However, his Hua Da Zi Zai Sword was passed down from founder Jiange.., so how could it have anything to do with Buddhism in the far Western Region.?” Xiao Fan frowned.
What puzzled him even more was why his Hua Da Zi Zi Sword would move abnormally here.
All of this made Xiao Fan feel like he was in a fog.
A moment later, the tarsal wind in the soul was dispelled by his Hua Da Zi Zi sword, and everything calmed down again.
But just for a moment, Xiao Fan lost a tenth of his soul source. Fortunately.., after casting out the evil wind.., Xiao Fan swallowed and refined it with the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art.., replenished it.
Xiao Fan did not dare to be rash due to the strange wind, he exerted the Qi and blood of the Ancient Saint Physique to protect his entire body.