Chapter 2197: Ladder of the Broken Saint

Mingtu, inside Jiuyou Emperor City.
In this Jiuyou Emperor City, the top of a magnificent building.
Shrouded in clouds and mist, the holy forbidden is like a lock, intertwined within this building.
In the center of this chain intertwined, a figure slowly sits in it.
There are six vertical lines on his forehead, a pair of holy horns linger around, and silver hair falls on his waist.
This is a man with a face like a monster, and suddenly, his eyes slowly opened.
"Interesting, I can spy on this saint in the ghost of the ghost!"
He spoke slowly, his silver eyes like a deserted world.
"The secret is unpredictable, as if there is no such person in the world. It seems that in this era, there are also extraordinary people."
"Is it from the five realms of the immortal world?"
Luo Heitian got up slowly, and the locks of the Holy Forbidden rumbling around, opened a way for him.
He walked out of this room, and outside the door, six figures stood respectfully.
Of these six people, two are creatures of the Gulun clan, and the remaining four are also tianjiao of the Hunyuan realm.
Everyone is half-sage, and the six most half-sages are here, but they are respectful to Luo Hetian.
"Holy Lord!"
The six spoke and knelt on one knee.
"Get up!"
Luo Heitian spoke, and the holy voice was heard, and the six dared to stand up.
"Black demon, cave ghost, go to the ghost mythical creature."
Luo Heitian spoke indifferently, his palm shook, and Qin Xuan's face and posture appeared in front of the six people.
Among the six people, one of them was a middle-aged in Chek Lap, and a man who was covered in green mist raised his head to look at Qin Xuan's figure, and quickly said: "Follow the orders of the Lord!"
"The black banana is behind this person, it seems to be controlled, bring the black banana back, as for this person, if you can catch it, you can catch it, if you can't..."
Luo Heitian waved his hand: "It can be killed!"
"Yes!"
Immediately, the two people turned around and walked out of the building respectfully.
Luo Heitian raised his palm, and behind him a noble chair was born out of thin air. This chair was a semi-saint soldier.
He turned his fist with his hand, leaning his cheek lightly on his hand, and said lightly: "Not long after he entered the sacred, his cultivation still needs to be stable, plus the Jiuyou Tongtian Conference is coming soon, if not, I might go there myself."
"With the power of the black devil and the cave ghost, under the saint, it should be enough!"
The remaining four bowed their heads, not daring to interrupt Luo Heitian's words at will.
"Emperor Jiuyou, haven't you responded yet?"
Luo Heitian suddenly spoke and looked at the four people.
Among them, a woman with a posture like a snake and erect pupils slowly said: "Given the saint, the Jiuyou emperor is still suppressing the forbidden area. Now the Jiuyou emperor is only in charge of a half emperor, and that half emperor responded. But it’s all procrastinating."
"It's not good to do things underneath, please condemn the Lord!"
The woman kneeled on the ground with her head drooping.
Luo Heitian didn't care, and said lightly: "After all, I am an emperor. Although I am holy, in the eyes of the emperor, I am afraid it is insignificant."
"However, under the canonization of the emperor, Jiuyou Emperor Clan will not despise me so much!"
"Can wait!"
"I haven't entered the holy soon, and it takes some time to stabilize. After I become stable, I will visit the Jiuyou Emperor Clan in person!"
He looked at these four people lightly, "Go, besides, I tell you to wait for what you do, don't be negligent!"
"Yes!"
The four responded immediately, and then slowly withdrew.
Luo Heitian quietly looked at the empty pavilion and chuckled lightly.
"The Great Tribulation, there are still six hundred years left. Being holy is only the first step!"
"I don't know whether this era can survive, if it can, it's better, if it can't, it must be returned to the forbidden place."
"Heaven, what are you waiting for, canonization be the emperor, a big game of chess, in it, even if it is a saint, it is no more than a pawn."
"For six hundred years, can you transform the saint into the emperor? Difficult!"
There is a faint gleam in his eyes, although he is holy, under the current title of holy bound emperor, he Luo Hetian is in the underworld, and he can move vertically and horizontally.
But at this point, Luo Heitian has never made any publicity, even in Mingtu, few people know that Luo Hetian has become a holy.
He is not here.
What about power, aspect, arrogance, and saint?
The catastrophe is coming, and in the catastrophe, the saints are nothing but gravel.
Only by achieving great emperor can you be qualified to take charge of life and death.
Those who can become holy, how many people will just be willing to become holy?
"In one hundred and thirty years, if you can get the head of the conference, you can get the emperor medicine. If you go further, you will have a time limit sooner or later, and the foundation will be laid before grandfather enters the world."
His eyes were a little hazy, but suddenly, he had already got up and returned to the room, with the holy locks intertwined.
Quietly, the door closed, covering the posture of sanctification.
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Nether ghost mythical creature, Qin Xuan frowned while looking at a temple.
"The fourth sacred bones were all obtained by Luo Hetian."
"It's no wonder that he takes a hundred years to enter the holy in the morning compared to the previous life. Even if the cause and effect changes, the resources required for holy entry will not be reduced by half!"
"It seems that the speed of searching for broken border resources has to be accelerated."
Qin Xuan muttered to himself, he turned around, stepped on the back of Luo Hei Bancao, and walked to the place where the fifth sacred bone was.
In the ghost mythical creature, the white crane swept across a dangerous place.
Until, under a mountain with the sky, the white crane slowly fell.
Qin Xuan raised his head and looked at the heavenly mountain.
The surrounding area is full of white mist, but here the smell of the ghost is rare, and it is more like a holy land.
"This sacred bone is broken for the nine hundred festivals of the holy ladder. Luo Heitian should not have entered the holy when he took the holy yuan."
"This sage comes from the immortal world. With the power of Luo Hetian, it may not be able to break it!"
Qin Xuan looked at the cloud-shrouded place, and only a step faintly appeared before his eyes.
This step is a kind of test, and even a kind of inheritance, known as the Stairway of Breaking Saint.
Nether ghost mythical creature, nine sacred bones, there are three, all here.
The first sacred bone, at the end of this broken holy ladder, was once a saint in the Eastern Territory of the Immortal Realm. It only takes half a step to enter the half emperor. Not only that, even 7.6 billion years ago, he even killed one A half-emperor, tyrannical posture, once swept across the sage of the Eastern Region, known as the first sage of the Eastern Region at that time.
After that, I did not know why I entered the land of the underworld, sitting in this ghostly ghost.
These records, Qin Xuan's previous life had seen in the immortal line, and even in the volumes of the three emperors.
In the current world, I am afraid that few people know who the saint at the end of the stairs is here.
As for the remaining two deities, they are the two saints who entered this broken holy ladder, but fell here.
This is the real Holy Land of Fallen Fall, where the saint enters it, and if he is not careful, he can't leave the whole body.
Qin Xuan looked at the broken holy ladder and slowly said, "Red, you are here for a moment, Brother Changqing!"
"Don't run around, if there is a crisis, you can cut off your hair!"
Qin Xuan looked at the red clothes, red clothes pursed his lips slightly, and nodded obediently.
Immediately, Qin Xuan stepped onto the Broken Saint Ladder, and after just one step, Qin Xuan's body shook slightly.
His body was faintly rolling, and his body was trembling faintly.
As if on its body, carrying unbearable mountains.
"The power of the world, one of the nine realms has evolved chaotically, and the first sage of the Eastern Region, it is indeed well-deserved!"
Qin Xuan raised his head and looked at the steps ahead. He took the second step without hesitation as if he were carrying a world.