Ye Zi Cang sighed without shaking his head.

This old vine has indeed lived too long, even longer than some of the details of Jingyue Palace. Of course, it cannot be said that Jingyue Palace and Xia Cang are inferior to Desolate Domain.

It's because of those who are supreme, those who live a long time, all left after the breakthrough.

Most of them died because of fighting.

Xia Cang is not as calm as it seems, there are bloody battles all the year round, and even those who have entered into certain restricted areas are desperate in order to seek breakthroughs.

It can be said that the people in the world have not survived, and they are flat and secluded. Because of their location, they are all seeking the highest realm, unlike the wilderness, they think that the gods are the end, and the gods are unattainable.

However, for this method of prolonging life, Xia Cang is the land of heaven after all. Although it is low-level, it is not comparable to the wasteland. To prolong life, Jingyue Palace really has a way.

As long as it is matched with the holy medicine, it is not difficult to keep this old vine alive.

Or the reason why the cultivation base of this withered vine is not too high.

With Ye Ye Cang's words rang out.

In an instant.

The pavilion master, who was originally calm and without waves, changed color.

His face opened deeply.

All hair and beard.

That is the imagination caused by surprise.

And so did the rest of the elders.

His whole body was trembling, his face seemed to glow with the second spring, and he looked at Ye Zicang with redness.

Maybe they won't believe what others say, but Ye Zi Cang is different.

His identity is too special, and his achievements completely explain everything.

"Venerable Zicang! Do you have a way to let the Lord Sacrificial Spirit live for the second life? Is there a lack of materials? We have all the materials for repairing the Heavenly Pavilion. There are many things that have been passed down to the present, as long as the Lord Sacrificial Spirit can live. ."

The pavilion master's face was ruddy, and he looked at Ye Zicang excitedly.

He didn't care at all, the sentence Ye Cang said was impossible to say.

In his mind, only Ye Ye Cang said that he could live in the second world, just because he has inherited the Heavenly Pavilion since his cultivation, and the heritage is unimaginable, even if it is the flesh of the gods, they can get it.

"No, as long as Lord Ji Ling can live for a while longer, it will be fine."

Seemingly knowing that his words were incoherent, the pavilion master spoke again.

At this time, the ancient vine of the spirit sacrifice opened his mouth.

The voice of vicissitudes.

"You have a special aura on you, you shouldn't exist in this world"

heard.

The bright light in Ye Ye's eyes flickered.

Heart without a burst of praise.

As expected of the god vine that has survived in ancient times and can survive these long years.

Sure enough, there is something unique. . .

Chapter 4 I am here, Xiutian Pavilion is on 4/[-]

"Yes, as expected of a creature that was once regarded as a "God"."

Ye Zi Cang praised in seconds.

Hearing Ye Ye Cang's voice, the pavilion master and the others glared.

Sure enough, the ancients!

But at this time, Ji Ling was silent.

He was surprised that others didn't know what his words meant.

People who don't know think that Ye Cang is connected with the people who survived in ancient times.

But he didn't mean it that way.

He clearly felt the aura of some kind of powerful land lingering on Ye Cang's body.

That kind of breath was not possessed even in the era of ancient saints.

The breath lingering on the body is stronger than the person who planted it

Facing the request of the pavilion master and others, Ye Ye Cang shook his head.

"Even if you give me the flesh and blood of the gods, it's useless."

""

Listen to Ye Ye Cang's words.

The pavilion master and others were speechless for a while.

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