Eternal Sacred King - Chapter 3343

Lord of this holy land.

Lord of life!

The souls of all races were shocked.

Many powerhouses in the Great Thousand Worlds know that the Holy Land of Life has long since perished, just like the Holy Land of Chaos and the Holy Land of Reincarnation.

But I did not expect that the Lord of Life is still alive!

Moreover, it was the white-haired old man with a bitter look on Xuanheng Mountain!

Except for the woodcutter and the fisherman, all the Supremes of the Human Race, including Su Zimo and Dieyue, all had shocked expressions on their faces.

All the signs show that the mountain has a lot of background.

Otherwise, the evil master will not send Dieyue to the mountain chief.

But Su Zimo did not expect that the mountain chief is the Holy Master of Life!

Great Sage!

What happened then?

The Holy Land of Life was destroyed, why did the Holy Lord of Life survive?

What is the current state of the mountain?

His cultivation realm seems to be only the perfection of the Royal Dao realm. Is it because the realm has fallen, or is his cultivation realm hidden?

“The Holy Master of Life back then has long since died.”

The Holy Master of Time and Space smiled lightly and said, “The mountain chief in front of you is just a walking corpse guarding Xuanhen Mountain, and he has long lost the sharpness of a generation of Holy Masters.”

The Yin-Yang Holy Master looked at the evil master with a hint of mockery in his eyes, and said, “Do you really think that if you reveal his identity, he will be able to help you?”

“Although he saved his life back then, but as punishment, his realm fell to the supreme, and he hasn’t moved for many years, what did he do?”

The mountain chief still lowered his head and said nothing.

The evil master didn’t answer, his eyes still stared at the mountain chief, and he said coldly: “The saint Xuanhen sacrificed himself and exchanged his life for your chance to live, not to make you so depressed and depraved!”

Xuanhen saint!

When Su Zimo heard this title, he seemed to think of something and was thoughtful.

In the originally calm eyes of the mountain chief, there was finally a trace of waves.

The evil master continued: “At the foot of Xuanheng Mountain, her bones are buried. What’s the use of you accompanying her for so many years?”

“Now the time has come, if you are still so indifferent, Saint Xuanheng will be dead in vain!”

Until this time, Su Zimo didn’t know that Xuanheng Mountain had such a history.

If what he expected was right, this Saint Xuanhen was very likely to be the Taoist companion of Saint Ancestral Fire and the mother of Saint Guyao!

At the same time, another doubt in his heart suddenly had an answer.

Why is the Ancestral Fire Holy Master the Suzaku Holy Spirit, while the Guyao Saint is the Yan Clan.

The biggest possibility is the combination of the Ancestral Fire Holy Master and the Xuanhen Saint, and also the combination of Suzaku and the Human Race, giving birth to the first Yan Clan in the world – Guyao!

“Xuanheng?”

Hearing Saint Xuanhen, Saint Lord Yin-Yang suddenly snorted coldly, glanced at Shanchang, and said, “You were almost born together, childhood sweethearts, she exchanged death for your life, who knows if there is any misunderstanding between you!”

“I told Suzaku a long time ago that this woman is not worthy of his mercy!”

Hearing this, the head of the mountain suddenly raised his head, his originally cloudy eyes had been replaced by anger, and he said slowly, “You shouldn’t contaminate her innocence!”

For the mountain chief, no matter what others say, no matter how they laugh at him, humiliate him, or stimulate him, he doesn’t take it to heart.

But he would never allow others to insult Saint Xuanheng!

Not anyone!

Between them, there is openness and innocence.

The two of them have grown up together, practiced together, and after endless years, they are still destined to have no part in it.

Sometimes, even the company of long years is not enough to match the divine arrangement.

Even so, Saint Xuanhen is still his favorite!

Even the two children born by Saint Xuanhen and Lord Zuhuo, Yao Ji and Yan Ji, he also loves Wu and Wu, treats the two children as if they were his own, and loves them a hundredfold.

“You care about her so much?”

The Yin-Yang Holy Master chuckled and said, “Want to challenge me?”

Back then, the Holy Master of Life was able to save his life because of the death of Saint Xuanheng.

As a price, the Holy Master of Life was severely injured by the joint efforts of the five Holy Masters, causing the realm to fall and becoming a mountain chief guarding Xuanhen Mountain.

Over the years, the mountain chief has never had any conflict with the five holy places.

Even if the human saint was killed by the Holy Land of Punishment under the pretext, the mountain chief never came forward.

Even if the Yin-Yang Holy Master once had murderous intentions, it gradually faded away.

After all, in their eyes, the former Holy Master of Life had already died, and this unmotivated, confused old man was no threat to them.

But at this moment, the Lord of Yin and Yang is killing again!

If the mountain chief really wants to do something with him, he doesn’t mind shooting and killing him!

If the Supreme dares to disrespect the Holy Master, he will die!

The mountain chief did not answer, and suddenly took a step!

boom!

In the forbidden land of time and space, the world trembled, and the great road resonated!

Endless power poured into the body of the mountain chief, and the holy power was surging and majestic!

The breath of the mountain chief is rapidly rising!

Just one step, you will step into the holy realm!

The Supreme Being of Wanzu was shocked!

You know, since the melee broke out in the forbidden area of ​​time and space, the avenues here have already become chaotic and disorderly.

The flames of war have spread to every corner of the forbidden space, and there is almost no pure land under this world.

In this case, there is absolutely no way to reconcile.

The Dao is extremely unstable and violent, and forcibly joining the Dao in this situation is no different from sending death!

So just now the battle was tragic, and none of the Supremes dared to try to join the Tao and attack the holy realm.

After the Great Sage War broke out, this forbidden area of ​​time and space was beaten with cracks, crumbling, and it was impossible to become holy.

No one would have thought that in this environment, the mountain chief would attack the holy realm.

Moreover, it is a step of sanctification!

Compared with the shock of the Sovereign of Wanzu, the Holy Master of Time and Space and the Holy Master of Yin and Yang were much calmer, but frowned.

Even if the mountain chief stepped into the holy realm, it was no threat to them.

The Yin-Yang Holy Master even touched his palms and smiled, and said leisurely: “To be sanctified again, it’s a bit of a moral act.”

The Holy Master of Time and Space also smiled lightly, and said, “After all, he is the first human race in the world. If you talk about the luck of a family, no one can compare to him.”

The mountain chief remained silent.

Stand still for a moment and take another step!

Boom!

The reverberation of the avenue just now, before it dissipated, was replaced by another huge fairy sound!

Not only the forbidden land of time and space, but even the entire Daqian world, has spawned one after another visions, and all living beings are shocked!

“Um?”

The Holy Master of Time and Space, the Holy Master of Yin and Yang finally changed his face.

There is a force that can compete with them, and the breath is terrifying!

This is… the great saint!

The mountain chief has only taken two steps, and his cultivation has been restored, and he has regained the position of the great sage!

Among them, although he has reached such a height, but two steps from the supreme to the great saint, is enough to shock the great thousand!

Shan Chang’s beard and hair are still pale, and he is still old-fashioned, but his eyes are like torches, and his aura is completely different!

Thirty-three days.

In a mass of black mist, countless ferocious and terrifying faces suddenly appeared, and then a female voice came out: “The Holy Master of Life is back.”

Another man with a gloomy aura raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, “Looks like we have another helper.”

“Hard to say.”

With his back to the two, a man in battle armor and sitting on a tombstone said lightly, “Just becoming the Holy Master of Life will have no effect on the overall situation.”

“The treasure refined by the master is on that person, right?”

The woman asked suddenly.

“Um.”

The man on the tombstone responded and said, “It depends on how he chooses.”