Chapter 3243: Holy Land

The world is full of tens of thousands of races, and there are no surprises.
Some areas are vast and boundless, all covered by sea water, dominated by numerous marine life.
In some areas, hundreds of thousands of miles in the red land, the heat is unbearable, except for some special beings and powerful races, it is difficult for other creatures to survive here.
In some areas, strange beasts are rampant, the weak and the strong eat, and there are killings and blood everywhere.
In some regions, space overlaps, distorted and mutated, just like an endless labyrinth.
The vast territory in the southeast of the Great Thousand World is full of beautiful mountains and clear waters, rich in vegetation, and full of vitality and vitality with the largest number of spiritual grass and fairy trees in the Great Thousand World.
In a jungle in the southeastern region, there is an extremely wide open area surrounded by huge boulders, with mysterious and mysterious runes painted on it, like a huge altar.
In the surrounding jungle, the shadows of people are faint, and I don't know how many strong people are hidden, exuding a powerful aura.
"Senior Brother Zhou, what is the use of sending us to guard this ascension altar here? It's so boring."
"I heard that the seal of the Middle Thousand Worlds has been broken, and some creatures from the Middle Thousand Worlds have soared up one after another. Master also sent us over to see if there are any talented powerhouses who can lead us to Xuan Yuefeng."
"What's so strange about the ascending people in the Middle Thousand World? They are all emperors, and they are nothing at our Xuanyue Peak."
The two people who were speaking had reached the realm of condensing Dao.
In the middle-thousand world, they are called the emperor, and in the great-thousand world, they are two venerables!
"Those who can ascend from the Thousand Worlds are all called the Heavenly Pride evildoers. I don't know how many fights and fights have been experienced. If it is the same rank, our emperor of Xuan Yuefeng may not be the opponent of these ascending ones."
The Senior Brother Zhou continued: "Furthermore, I heard that there are ascenders in other areas of the Great Thousand World, with good blood, and even alarmed the people in the Holy Land."
"what!"
Hearing the word ‘Holy Land’, the younger brother’s expression changed, and he seemed to be very jealous, so he whispered.
"No wonder, so many forces have come here to guard these years."
The younger brother glanced at the figures hidden in various places in the jungle, secretly speechless.
Senior Brother Zhou said: "We are here to complete the sect mission. We walk through the scene, and you may not even be able to meet the Ascended, let alone a creature with extraordinary blood."
The junior disciple said: "If you encounter any ascendant with a good talent, Xuan Yuefeng is not weak in competitiveness. After all, we don't have a terrifying force like the Holy Land here."
"Who said no, look over there."
Senior Brother Zhou heard this, chuckled, and pointed to another corner of the jungle.
In the jungle over there, standing two men and one woman, all servants of the wind and dust, all of them are condensed Dao realm venerables.
Although he changed his clothes, his face was pale, and he was obviously injured and did not heal.
"them?"
The Junior Brother looked sideways and couldn't help but sneered: "The Chaos Holy Land was shattered more than six billion years ago, and the strong survivors have also dispersed. Only some monks with low cultivation levels have survived. "
"To this day, these people still have a trace of luck. It is ridiculous that they want to maintain the name and dignity of the Holy Land."
"This Chaos Palace, it seems that there are only tens of thousands of people left?"
"That's hundreds of thousands of years."
Senior Brother Zhou smiled and shook his head, and said, "There are only a few thousand people in the Chaos Palace right now, and the one with the highest cultivation level is Xu Rui, the third change in the condensed Dao realm."
"What Chaos Palace has long existed in name only."
"Haha, it's estimated that in a few years, they won't even be able to find a place to shelter."
The Xu Rui in Senior Brother Zhou's mouth was dressed in a white robe, a little older and calm.
Xuan Yuefeng's two people talked and discussed without concealing their voices, and the ridicule and mockery were heard clearly all around.
Xu Rui seemed to be unheard of, her face sinking like water.
The young man on his left could not hide his anger, clenching his fists.
The woman on the right hand side was beautiful and gentle, she just sighed slightly, her eyebrows condensed with a touch of melancholy.
"What are the people from Chaos Palace here for?"
"I don't know. Looking at the appearance of those three people, it's luck to be here alive."
"Is it possible that this Chaos Palace also wants to grab people from us?"
"As long as the ascendant is not a fool, who will go to the Chaos Palace? I heard that the Chaos Palace is gone even the palace is gone, and there is only a cottage, haha!"
In the jungle, the various forces are also talking and laughing unscrupulously.
Listening to the surrounding discussion, the young man in the Chaos Palace squeezed his fists creaking, his heart was so angry that he seemed to be unable to suppress it.
"Brother, they..."
The young man gritted his teeth and looked unirritated.
Xu Rui sighed softly in his heart and said, "Meng Shi, don't get angry with them, our trip is just to try our luck."
In fact, he knew in his heart that even if there were ascendants, he would not choose them.
They came on this trip only with a glimmer of hope.
Their ancestors came from the Chaos Sacred Land. Although their cultivation base was low, they have deep emotions for the Chaos Sacred Land, and they have persisted until now.
But the Holy Land of Chaos was shattered, most of the strong in the Holy Land were killed and injured, and those who were lucky enough to survive also fled and disappeared without whereabouts.
The inheritance of the treasures in the Holy Land has long been divided by all parties.
The ancestors of Xu Rui and others have low cultivation bases, and without the resources for cultivation, they simply can't support one party.
Time goes by, the vicissitudes of life.
After all, the time is too long, more than six billion years, this Southeastern Territory of the Great Thousand World does not know how many powers have risen and fallen, ups and downs, and the Holy Land of Chaos has also declined.
In addition, after the great turmoil of the Great Thousand World, no one wants to be involved in the Holy Land of Chaos, and the decline has become inevitable.
Until now, the former ancestors have passed away, and there are only a few thousand people left in the so-called "Holy Land of Chaos".
What allowed them to stick to this day is probably only a little obsession of their ancestors, and a trace of yearning for the Chaos Holy Land.
At this moment, the flying fairy altar suddenly burst into light!
There are ascendants!
In the jungle, a group of figures flashed out, gathered around the Fei Xian altar, staring intently at the middle of the altar.
Before long, a figure appeared.
This ascended one wore a generous cyan robe, his beard and hair were all white, his face was old, and his body was dull, obviously his life was short!
The strong men from the surrounding forces saw the green-robed old man, first stunned, and then shook his head.
"It's actually a venerable person, but it's a pity that his life will be exhausted and time is running out."
"There are still tens of thousands of years of Yangshou, even if he is given enough source stones, it is impossible for him to continuously break through and step into the realm of enlightenment."
"At such an old age, I still want to fly into the world, forget it, and run up to do things."
Everyone curled their lips and dispersed, no longer paying attention to the green-robed old man.
No one wants to waste time and cultivation resources on this twilight old man.
In the cognition of the powerhouses, the ascended ones are all emperors, and they have never seen the ascended venerable ones, let alone go to the middle thousand worlds.
They didn't even know that in the Middle Thousand Worlds, the Venerable's combat power and longevity would be restricted!
Nowadays, although the old man in Qingpao seems to be running out of time, as long as he manifests the Dao Yin in the great world, he can make his lifespan soar!