"Ding, the next mission is triggered, get the seeds of Xiutian Pavilion sacrifice spirit."

Hear this word.

Ye Zicang's brows suddenly twitched.

Xiutian Pavilion offering sacrifices?Is that ancient vine gourd that survived until now, relying on countless terrifying resources, until it died hundreds of years later?

Suddenly, Ye Zicang lowered his head and pondered.

Its figure stands in the void of nine days, with twinkling eyes staring at the mountains and rivers at the foot.

A picture appeared in Ye Zi Cang's mind.

It was an epic battle, a guardian battle that shook the wasteland.

Bleeding and drifting, the impact spread to millions of miles of land

Countless people died in this battle, involving countless races and forces.

This is the picture of Xiutian Pavilion's demise after hundreds of years.

The scene that once made Ye Cang's blood boil and grieve to tears.

a long time.

Ye Zi Cang gradually shed his childish face and suddenly lifted up with a smile on his face.

Thin lips parted.

Muttering voices echoed in the void.

"Let me lead the future of Xiutian Pavilion."

The next moment his figure disappeared into the void.

Just when Ye Ye Cang left Jiekong City.

The major forces in the wasteland shook.

The news spreads into the core of the major forces through the virtual world as a relay.

"There are ancient gods descending on the earth."

"There are sons of immortal gods, whose combat power is astonishing, comparable to the ancient gods."

"Characters who have been trapped in the years, come out of the years."

These news continue to echo in various regions.

The sacred mountain, the demon land, the ancient country, and the great religion all had their venerable people who were shocked.

They are asking who it is.

But after learning that Ye Zicang slashed the swallowing bird with a sword, he didn't speak for a long time.

This is a battle strength against the sky, comparable to the arrogance of the gods.

The body of a young man has the ability to slaughter the Venerable.

a time.

The major forces in the wasteland have sent out strong men, wanting to win over, or even rely on this son of god.

With his existence, those geniuses and pure-blooded creatures who claim to be comparable to human emperors, gods, and ancient saints in the wasteland will all feel sad.

even.

This news is not only known to the wasteland.

It quietly spread to other domains.

Wasteland land.

A vast area of ​​mountains.

The mountains are rolling and undulating, and there are many trees, and the aura forms a mist that fills the mountains.

In this mountain range, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are shining, and the strong can feel the auspiciousness in these mountains.

It was a huge array of heaven and earth.

The road passed through the mountains, and after passing this place, there were no wild beasts in sight, and all that were seen were spiritual birds and auspicious beasts.

After traveling more than a hundred miles.

A huge monument stands in front, with three big characters inscribed on it: Xiu Tian Pavilion.

Bronzing ancient characters are vigorous and vigorous.

There is a vast and grand atmosphere in the vagueness, as if there is a giant spirit standing there, looking down on the earth.

This is a land of gods, a land that still exists after the era of ancient saints and gods.

A young figure turned into a rainbow light and descended on this divine land.

Ye Zi Cang looked at the vast land.

shook his head.

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