Si Zu is not stupid, think about it for a moment, and then understand the truth.

Meng Samsara was killed, although he was noble, he was the holy son of the land of ancient reincarnation.

But where does the Great Sage of Reincarnation exist? Since the Great Sage of Ancestor Wuya, the most powerful existence in the land of ancient reincarnation.

How could it be possible for a saint child to take a trip with Samsara Mountain?

Thinking about it, he should have also heard the wind, and the sage of Zixia is going to be resurrected, and he has invited several sages to protect the way.

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Just inviting Xu Zimo alone, he used the inheritance of Fengshen.

So what benefits did the other three great sages promise some?

Dare to confront the holy court, there are risks and benefits in this, I am afraid that the great sage will inevitably be moved.

Thinking of this, Si Zu's eyes narrowed slightly.

Zixia Holy Land is more mysterious than I thought.

He Feiyang just laughed without saying a word.

Everyone walked all the way. In fact, the area of Zixia Holy Land was vast, but there were not many disciples in the sect.

Along the way, I didn't see many disciples, and there was even silence in many places.

"The disciples and elders all evacuated," He Feiyang smiled as if seeing the doubts of the ancestor.

"Since the war, they are not suitable to stay here."

As the three of them were talking, they finally came to the place where Ziyan was resurrected.

This is a pit of birds and flowers.

There is a steady stream of vitality in the pit, as if life is about to be born from it.

Seeing this, Si Zu felt surprised.

There was divinity in this world before. He guessed for a long time, but he didn't expect that the so-called source of divinity was actually a pit in front of him.

"It's a treasure made of heaven and earth," Xu Zimo also smiled.

This treasure is not formed by man, but given to them by heaven and earth.

"With such a treasure, Saint Zixia's resurrection is a bit more certain," Si Zu said with emotion.

"You are wrong, this Fang Baodi is not prepared for the ancestors, but for the protectors," He Feiyang laughed.

"The breath of life in the precious land is useless to the ancestors. Rebuilding one life is the power of rules.

When the time comes to deal with powerful enemies, this breath of life is for you to heal your wounds. "

Several people went down to the pit and walked away from the fragrance of birds and flowers.

The ground under my feet is emerald green, and when I step on this ground, I can feel the breath of life flowing.

The three came to the center of the pit, and the other guardians had already arrived.

This is a very large altar.

The altar is made of white jade, and there is a slight mist in it.

And above the white jade, there is a triangular beak with a gem dangling from it.

The gem swallows the sky, and the chaos is reflected in it.

The figure of Ziyan was sitting on the altar.

She wore a purple robe with a shining glow, as if the clouds and clouds on the horizon were refined.

The light shines so that people can't open their eyes.

Long black hair fell from the top of his head like a waterfall, with a tall nose and flowing light in his eyes.

The purple geese at this time are different from those seen before.

The temperament of her whole person is like the immortal who has fallen into the world.

And beside Zi Yan, three people stood separately.

The Great Sage of Mingjing, the Sage of Refining Medicine, and Fairy Haoyue.

"It seems that someone is here to defend the way," among the three, one of the old men laughed.

There was a gourd hanging from his waist, he was wearing a gray-brown gown, and his face was frowning a lot.

When you laugh, it feels a little wretched.

This old man is the saint of refining medicine.

"There is devilish energy, he is a person in the demon realm," a middle-aged man next to him suddenly opened his eyes.

He was wearing a white ember robe and a mirror hung around his neck.

This mirror is simple and elegant, like a breastplate, more as if it is embedded in the chest.

The aura of the middle-aged person is very mysterious.

He is the great sage of the bright mirror, a bright mirror, shining through the ages, and connecting nine quiets.

Among the great sages, it is also an extremely famous existence.

"Zixia Dao's friendly and great face can even invite people from the Demon Race," the saint refining medicine said with a smile.

"As far as I know, there are only two great sages in the Mozu. I don't know who is here this time?" King Mingjing asked.

Purgatory Demon Temple and Canopy Demon Venerable, these two existences are like two big rocks, pressing on the chests of everyone in the entire Evil Demon Realm.

For millions of years, no one has dared to provoke the demons.

The fundamental reason is the power of these two existences.

The Great Sage, but the Holy King at the pinnacle of the Great Sage.

It is said that they cut the sky back then and once ruled an era of Demon's Lin.

Although that era has passed away, even in the dust of history, it is difficult to peek.

But I imagined that being able to dominate an era is enough to prove the power of the demons.

The Great Sage Mingjing's eyes narrowed slightly. He has a Tianmingjing, so he knows more.

Zi Yan took the lead to stand up from the altar and said with a smile: "You Daoist Xu can come, this time I will be rebuilt for the first time.

"Don't forget our agreement," Xu Zimo said.

"Relax, I know," Zi Yan nodded.

"I don't know what you call a friend?" The Great Sage Mingjing stepped forward, staring at Xu Zimo, and asked.

"The name is not important, it's just a passerby," Xu Zimo shook his head and replied.

Seeing that Xu Zimo didn't want to talk, the Great Sage Mingjing didn't force it.

However, his gaze has been on Xu Zimo's body, and he has not moved.

In addition to the great sage of the mirror and the saint of alchemy, there was also a misty woman standing next to her.

This is Fairy Haoyue, Lingyue is empty, and everything is clear.

She hasn't spoken since she stood here.

Dai's eyebrows have been condensed slightly, and her eyes are frosty.

"Well, since everyone is here, let me briefly talk about the plan," Zi Yan replied.

"My reincarnation body merges with the avenue, and then feels the time, it will take at least half an hour.

I don't expect you to defeat the existence of the holy court, but just give me half an hour. "

"Half an hour, this is a bit long," said Great Sage Mingjing.

"But the most important thing is what kind of strength the holy court will come to, we can guarantee."

Although they are also great saints, they are not saint kings after all.

If a few holy kings come, let alone half an hour, I'm afraid they will be enough for ten minutes. UU reading www. uukanshu.cOM

"This is about to ask the Demon Race," Zi Yan smiled and looked at Xu Zimo.

After all, the holy court's annihilation of the Demon Territory, the wanted Demon Race has gradually spread.

Although most people don't know it yet, some strong people have already received the news.

"Mozu?" The medicine saint glanced at Xu Zimo and said with a smile.

"This Dao brother is not surprised, but before I came, I heard some rumors."

"The Demon Realm seems to have been destroyed, and the holy court is looking for you," the fairy Haoyue next to him said in a rare voice.

"I am not interested in the holy court, nor will I betray your whereabouts.

It's just that we all understand the strength of the Demon Realm, what kind of existence does the holy court come from? "

"I really don't know this," Xu Zimo shook his head and replied calmly.

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