"Yes, I don't know what the specific reason is, because I followed the holy land and sank into the bottom of the sea for three thousand years, but I can't feel the breath of a saint. It disappeared shortly after the holy land was buried in the sea."

"Now the highest martial arts in the five continents is the wise realm."

"So that's it." Chen Xiaoyao nodded.

Although the saint is still very far away from him, this still makes Chen Xiaoyao confused.

What happened to the war back then?

"By the way, senior, have you ever heard of the thief saint, Chen Daoran?" Chen Xiaoyao asked suddenly.

"Hey, you boy, let me down? What do you know about this old man?" Chen Daoran in the ring suddenly cursed.

"Stealing Saint?"

"No, the Nine Saints of the Five Continents were all immortals, and no one would use stealing the saint as the title of honor." Sure enough, the old man shook his head, "However, Chen Daoran, I have some impression of him. He seems to be the peak of a sage, but he is very famous. He is like a rat crossing the street in the Five Continents, and everyone is beaten!"

Chen Xiaoyao: "Uh..."

Chen Daoran: "I am a mud horse..."

"A disciple of Yunlu Xianju, pay homage to the Lord Zhan Saint."

At this time, Ling Su was kneeling down at the plaque of the Zhansheng Palace in the middle of the hall.

"It's hard to make Yunlu Xianju."

"The Taihang Holy Mountain, which was once one of the five sacred mountains in Xuanzhou, was the only one of you who was willing to stay with the Nine Dings Holy Land and be isolated from the world."

The old man looked at Lingsu and shook his head.

"The ancestor fell in love with the Holy Lord for a lifetime and failed to die together. She was willing to sink to the sea for a thousand years." Ling Su stood up.

"Then your ancestor of the Immortal House..."

"It has long since feasted."

"Oh, it's a pity, it's a pity that the War Saint was obsessed with martial arts all his life, and I don't know how many beauties I failed." The old man sighed one after another, "This time, are you here for the Yinluan essence and blood?"

"Well, my master sensed that the formation of the holy land was loose, so he asked him to open the Gate of Apocalypse and get back the Yinluan essence and blood."

"It should be that this thing was left to you by the Lord of War."

The old man raised his hand and handed her a jade box.

Lingsu's result was aroused by sensing the vigorous scent of Yinluan inside.

In this way, even if she had completed her mission completely after her trip to the top of the mountain.

"What is the Gate of Apocalypse?"

But Chen Xiaoyao still has doubts.

"The Gate of Apocalypse is the bronze giant gate outside the hall. It is the only exit of the Nine-Dail Sea Formation."

"Only when the Nine Cauldrons are gathered together can the Gate of Apocalypse be opened, and then the Nine Cauldrons holy land will rise to the sea and re-enter the world."

Chen Xiaoyao looked at the bronze giant gate and then suddenly realized that this was the origin of the Gate of Apocalypse.

Open it and you can re-enter the Nine Tribe Holy Land and reappear in the five continents.

This is equivalent to opening the gate of heaven to a world.

"I want to open the door of apocalypse."

Chen Xiaoyao suddenly heard a deep voice.

"Oh? Why?"

The old man looked at him, "You may not understand yet. Although there are no saints in the five continents, the level of martial arts is far beyond that of the Nine Cauldron Holy Land today."

"If the Nine Dings Holy Land is now in the world, I'm afraid it will be a catastrophe."

"What you should face is also the one you should face after all. The warriors in the Nine Dings Holy Land may not be that weak." Chen Xiaoyao shook his head, "I don't want to open the Gate of Apocalypse now, but I will never hide here for the rest of my life."

Chen Xiaoyao flew out of the hall and landed in front of the bronze giant gate. He stretched out his hand and felt the ancient power on it.

The Nine-Dao Sea Formation is such a great power of heaven and earth that can make this holy land with a radius of more than 100,000 miles sink to the bottom of the sea.

He was excited, like a young eagle that was about to break open the eggshell and spread its wings and soar, wishing to see the beautiful scenery of the five continents now.

"Don't be anxious."

"The Gate of Apocalypse is indeed to be opened, but you also have to gather the Nine Tripods before you talk about it."

The old man and others also flew out.

"When you return to the Battle Holy Palace, the Lord's Huiyuan Formation will also be opened."

"There are thousands of spiritual veins under this Battle Saint Thousand Mountains. When the Holy Land entered the sea, it drew more than half of the spiritual veins in Xuanzhou East China Sea into the formation."

"These spiritual veins have provided the holy land for three thousand years, and there are still many. At that time, the martial arts of the holy land can be further increased to a higher level in a short period of time."

"Maybe it will be better to rejoin the world again at that time."

"Haha, Senior War Saint is indeed cruel." Chen Xiaoyao took a breath and drew more than half of the spiritual veins in the territory for his holy land. Then isn't this sea ruined?

"By the way, what's going on with this Nine Yang Stone? I saw a Nine Yang True Sutra in it."

Chen Xiaoyao raised his hand again, and the Nine Yang Stone was suspended.

"That is the most holy skill obtained by the Lord from the ruins of heaven, and it is together with the Nine Yin Scriptures."

"At that time, for these two martial arts, the War Saint Lord fought hard for seven days and seven nights. Perhaps it was because of this that he was besieged during the turmoil of the five continents."

"But the emperor is already a saint, so he cannot practice this technique, so he can store it in the Nine Yang Stone. Those who can see the Nine Yang True Sutra are the ones who have passed on it, and only the Nine Yang True Sutra can restrain the Nine Yin True Sutra."

"Chen Xiaoyao, you will have a lot of responsibility in the future."

The old man patted Chen Xiaoyao on the back.

"I will naturally not let her go when the devil enters my disciple's body."

Chen Xiaoyao put away the Nine Yang Stone.

"You are the one I have been waiting for for three thousand years, and I will give you something."

The old man reached out and took out a sleeping golden cicada.

There are seven stars on its back, which are the cold-winged golden cicada that Chen Xiaoyao has been looking for.

"When you gather the Nine Cauldrons, this Nine Cauldrons Holy Land will be yours. Although the War Holy Palace is gone, I believe that the Nine Cauldrons Holy Land will once again lead to the Five Continents."

The old man carried his hands behind his back.

Although he obviously does not seem to have any cultivation, Chen Xiaoyao cannot see through it.

"What is the cultivation level of senior? And why did you want to summon my wife before?"

Chen Xiaoyao finally asked the last question at this time.

This is also Chen Xiaoyao's most concerned about. After all, everything here should have nothing to do with Xia Hanxuan.

"Haha, Miss Xun'er does have no connection with the Holy Land. It was because I asked the lady to come here out of my selfishness."

"As for my cultivation..." the old man laughed at himself, "I am ashamed, I am just a janitor who looks at the Nine Cauldrons and guards a realm. The cultivation level of the Great Dao is not there, except immortality, and it is equivalent to a useless person!"

"I know Xun'er has an extraordinary life experience. Did you invite her here for this?" Chen Xiaoyao seemed to have guessed something.

"That's right, it's because of this! However, you still don't know how your life experience is now, but it's far more mysterious than everything on these five continents."

"Since the lady has chosen you, then you... work hard!"

As he said that, the old man left with a faint smile.

"The mysterious and mysterious thing, why have I never seen a person like him? Chen Xiaoyao, don't believe him, he is talking nonsense!" Chen Daoran spat in the ring.

"Do you know the truth?" Chen Xiaoyao asked back.

"I... I, I have been in trouble for eight lifetimes, but when Yuan Qitian opened the Nine Cauldron Sea Formation, he entered the tomb robbery in this holy land. This level has been blocked for three thousand years. Woo, I am wronged!"

Chen Daoran cried.

"You deserve it!"

Chen Xiaoyao cursed.

If this guy hadn't coveted the tomb of the Demon Saint, he wouldn't have fallen into such a world.
Chapter completed!