2697: C2697 Spirit pavilion

C2697 Spirit pavilion

"Qi Shaoyang?"

This unfamiliar name caused the three of them to be stunned. A moment later, Fa Ma suddenly shook his head and said, "No ?" Impossible, you clearly are ? "

"Hehe, there is nothing impossible in this world. The 'he' you all speak of has already been dead for countless years. Now, there will naturally be people protecting this world. "For now, you may not know about some of these things, but one day, you will understand ?"

After a long while, the three finally nodded their heads in disappointment. However, their eyes that looked at Qi Shaoyang was still filled with respect and reverence.

"Senior ?" May I know what business you have here? " Fa'a said slowly.

"What's the situation outside the sky right now?" Qi Shaoyang asked without hesitation.

Dharma also did not hesitate, "Honored sir, right now, outside the Heaven Curtain, there are 12 king level experts from the Three Realms. The Saint Devil Race also has a dozen or so experts of the same level s that can shake the Heaven Curtain from time to time! The sky is huge and guarding it is extremely difficult. If this goes on, I'm afraid it won't be able to last for long. "

Qi Shaoyang nodded slightly, as if he was not surprised by this situation.

"Gather the guards and wait. I will figure out the positions of the powerhouses of the Saint Demons. We will kill them all together." As long as they can sense the danger, then naturally, Sky Curtain City will be slightly relieved. "

"Yes sir!"

Not only did they not doubt Qi Shaoyang's words at all, they also did not have any intentions of disobeying his orders.

As the three of them passed on their messages, Qi Shaoyang reached out his hand and tapped it. The gigantic Sky Climbing Rankings trembled, and transformed into a palm-sized chunk of Square Seal. Then, lines of simple yet complex patterns appeared on the Symbol signet.

Qi Shaoyang held the Symbol signet in his hand and sat down cross-legged in the middle of the air, slowly closing his eyes.

Inside the Ancestral land of Pan Race's Sacred Grounds!

Although the cultivation base all over his body was no longer there, fortunately for him, this world was not as dangerous as Ye Xiao had imagined. Moreover, this world was indeed like the real world, allowing Ye Xiao to avoid being starved to death ?

Not long after, Ye Xiao carried a strange feeling and filled his empty stomach, and then looked for a slightly stable spot to sit on. He hadn't forgotten his purpose in coming here.

The energy of the The Laws of Heaven and Earth here was much richer than Ye Xiao had imagined it to be. Furthermore, his body seemed to be extremely compatible with the energy of heaven and earth.

Even though Ye Xiao's cultivation speed had always been extremely fast. However, compared to now, it was not worth mentioning.

The day and night intersected, and it was only for this one day. When Ye Xiao once again felt that he was unable to endure the hunger, and was forced to wake up, he was dumbstruck to discover that his cultivation had already reached the ninth level of the Primitive, and was only one step away from the Yuan Master.

This result caused Ye Xiao to be unable to recover from his shock for a long time.

No matter whether it was the Primitive or the Yuan Master, they were both insignificant existences to Ye Xiao, who was about to break through the heavens. However, if this cultivation came within a day, it was enough to shock all the experts of the Three Realms.

Swallowing his saliva, Ye Xiao thought to himself: If we follow this pace, even if our subsequent progress is slightly slower, it would probably take a year before we recover to our peak condition once again.

With enough confidence, Ye Xiao once again hastily filled his stomach and went into a state of endless cultivation.

Outside of the Sacred Ground, the Sword Spirit waited for a while. Seeing that nothing unexpected had happened, it relaxed and looked around with its somewhat empty eyes, then slowly walked in a certain direction.

"In the end, this Kid still needs to rely on him." The Sword Spirit said to herself.

After walking for a long time, the Sword Spirit stopped in front of a broken down building. Although it was called a building, only a few mottled walls were left standing! Amidst the rocks below one of the walls, an object that was suffused with a weak Golden Light revealed a horn.

"Ai!"

The Sword Spirit sighed as she waved her hand to shatter the giant stone. An ancient, delicately carved, golden signboard was revealed from the giant stone's cover.

"The Spiritual Pavilion!"

The two fluttering runes could still vaguely make out its original appearance.

"Who would have thought that the once famous Pan race would become like this?" The Sword Spirit sighed as she shook her head.1

"It's a good thing that I had the foresight to establish the Dark Pavilion. Otherwise, the day of the Pan race's inheritance will never come. "

Crash! *

The Sword Spirit's palm suddenly shook, and the exquisite plaque scattered. The two Gold Character turned into two pairs of Golden Light that danced and twined in front of the Sword Spirit. The Sword Spirit's hands formed a seal, and there were two strands of energy pulling the two Golden Light to gradually approach.

In the end, the two Golden Light turned into a Golden Rune that looked like a Yin Yang fish.

"Weng!" Weng! * "Buzz!"

In this silent space, there were actually muffled booms! After a long while, a white line suddenly appeared in the space in front of the Sword Spirit.

This thread appeared out of nowhere, as though it had split the space in front of it into two halves.

Within the white silk, there was a glow. The white light was becoming more and more powerful, making it hard to look at.

After about a quarter of an hour, the white light had opened a portal to the tranquil space.

Swish!

As the light faded, a mottled dark red door suddenly appeared.

In the center of the door, there was a circular hole that was so deep that the bottom couldn't be seen.

The Sword Spirit reached out and patted, whoosh ? The two circular Symbol signet formed by the golden light directly entered the round hole.

Ka-cha ?

The mottled, dark-red door suddenly opened a crack. Within the crevice was a deep, endless darkness.

With regards to this, the Sword Spirit did not hesitate. He then took a step forward and disappeared into the endless darkness.

Weng! * Buzz ?

The dark red door suddenly shook before it disappeared from the space once again. The entire space had once again returned to its original calm state.

After the Sword Spirit took a step forward, it did not move, but stood there quietly, as if it was waiting for something to appear.

Swish!

The brilliance of a star suddenly appeared. This brilliance was like a primer, and soon after, stars began to flicker and appear like stars that filled the sky.

The number of stars was numerous, showing a variety of colors. And only now did he realize that the place where the Sword Spirit was at, was actually just like a void. The stars were surrounding his entire body, gradually illuminating this completely dark space.

"No one came out to meet the Master Sword?" The Sword Spirit did not look at the Dot of light.

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