"The people hiding beside them are the Saint of Leopard Heaven and the Saint of Swallowing Mountain! They were not able to stay!" Saint of Leita sighed and said.

"It's them! No wonder they dare to come here! If we force them to stay, we may have to consume a lot of foundations of our feather clan!" Yu Shang Sheng Zun said with a wry smile.

"Not only that, the Holy Lord of the Fox Formation is also responding outside!" said the Holy Lord of Killing.

"Saint of Fox Formation?" Everyone took a breath.

The Holy Lord of the Fox Formation, his father is a demon and his mother is a demon. He is a combination of demons and demons. His formation methods are extremely irresistible and powerful. It can be said that the relationship between the demon clan and the demon clan is now extremely close to each other than before. This Holy Lord of the Fox Formation has played an indelible role in it.

Moreover, this person has a very strong combat power!

"They are prepared!" The Holy Lord Guta nodded.

Obviously, even if the human race and the feather race unite, it will be difficult to keep those saints!

Unless the Feather Clan uses some racial heritage, how can the Feather Clan easily use it before the moment of life and death? Moreover, the Feather Clan is also worried that it will really kill the Holy Lords of the Demon Clan and the Demon Clan, which will allow the two major races to join forces to revenge the Feather Clan!

That's not what the feather tribe wants to see!

Therefore, the songs of the Holy Lord of the Guta did not think about letting the feather clan use some of its background to keep the person. If they really do this, they would not leave them all, but leave one or two of the lives of the Saint Lords, which would be completely possible!

Huh ~~~

Not far away, Bu Xihou saw this scene and his expression was a little dull. You should know that he was still very happy to see the demon clan's Fenglang Saint to kill Dongfang Han before.

Why does Dongfang Han have so many excellent women?

But at this time, he regretted his threat to Dongfang Han. He used to think that his father was an invincible king-famous man and his master was a half-step saint, which was already amazing, so he directly threatened Dongfang Han.

But now? The other party has a master, who is the Saint, and he is not an ordinary Saint. He has taken two consecutive moves that will hurt the Saint Wind Wolf!

Such characters are not simple characters among the Holy Lord.

If you don’t see your master, you are a half-step Saint, are you not qualified to interrupt?

"How could this guy have such a good fortune?" Bu Xihou felt extremely jealous in his heart, and he was simply jealous.

......

The storm ended soon.

Dongfang Han lived in the feather tribe.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and Master Guta Saint did not see Dongfang Han.

Three days later.

In a palace.

Dongfang Han met his master, the Holy Lord of the Ancient Tower.

"Master." Dongfang Han said respectfully.

This is my first time to meet with my master.

What I saw in the past was the incarnation, not the original deity.

"Not bad." The Holy Lord of Guta looked at Dongfang Han with a satisfied smile in his eyes. He had never trained this disciple, but his achievements were amazed.

When the realm master is in the realm, it is the ultimate realm master!

When he was the Domain Lord, the power of the world was comparable to the holy power of a saint, and his combat power reached an extremely high level. He could feel the breath of Dongfang Han very much, and he should have reached the late stage of the Quasi-Capital King and even the peak level.

Of course, even the Holy Lord of the Ancient Tower could not accurately judge Dongfang Han’s combat power!

"Among the few disciples, you are the least trained, but the talent is the strongest! Once you break through to the level of a saint, it is no problem to become a high-ranking king or even an invincible saint!" said the Holy Lord of Guta.

"Hehe." Dongfang Han smiled.

Dongfang Han felt happy when he heard the praise from the Holy Lord of Guta.

"By the way, Master, when did you meet Master?" Dongfang Han asked curiously.

"If you want to see me, you will see me naturally." The Holy Lord of the Ancient Tower said calmly, paused for a moment, "I wanted to see you a long time ago, but because I broke through to the realm of the Holy Lord and was stabilizing my cultivation, I didn't come to you. Of course, there is another reason. The treasures I prepared for you before are not enough to improve your strength, so I spent some great effort to get a pretty good treasure for you!"

"A good treasure?" Dongfang Han's eyes lit up.

It is definitely not unusual to make the Holy Lord of the Ancient Tower say it is a good treasure!

As he said that, the Holy Lord of the Guta handed Dongfang Han an unpredictable ball with purple, blue and blue aura.

"This is a 10,000-dollar bead!" The Holy Lord of the Guta pondered for a moment and said.

"Ten Thousand Artifacts Round Beads, what is this?" Dongfang Han took the round beads of purple, blue and blue colors and asked curiously.

"I don't know who the forging is forged, but it can be transformed into a spear, a big sword, a long sword, a long bow, or even an arrow, etc. It is precisely because of its many changes that it is called a round bead of a thousand weapons!" The Holy Lord of the Guta said in a deep voice.

"So powerful?" Dongfang Han glared.

"Otherwise, can it be called a round bead of ten thousand weapons?" The Holy Lord Guta smiled and sighed: "I have spent a lot of effort to get this round bead of ten thousand weapons!"

"Thank you, Master." Dongfang Han said gratefully.

It takes a lot of effort to obtain an unusual saint, which shows how valuable this 10,000-dollar bead is!

"The round beads of ten thousand weapons are just weapon embryos now. How much can they grow in the future requires your own efforts!" said the Holy Lord of Guta.

"Under the weapon?" Dongfang Han's eyes blinked, thinking.

"Only the weapon embryo can you refine it. If the 1000-device round beads grow, it will be difficult for you to refine it, and it will not be satisfactory to use it!" The Holy Lord of Guta explained: "If you want your 1000-device round beads to grow, you need to swallow many holy weapons. The more sacred objects he swallows, the stronger the power is. For example, if you swallow ten or eight low-grade ordinary holy weapons, it can transform into a medium-grade ordinary holy weapon for you to use!"

Dongfang Han showed a sudden look.

"The devouring holy weapon is like this, and it can also transform some special metals and substances! The existence of refining the round beads of ten thousand tools is very amazing. The entire holy realm, the round beads of ten thousand tools found are less than double ten, which shows that the ten thousand tools are extraordinary, so try not to let people know that you have the round beads of ten thousand tools!" The Holy Lord of the Guta instructed.

"Yes, Master!" Dongfang Han said with emotion, paused for a moment, and asked, "Master, you said that the Zhongyuan Realm has the entrance to the Netherworld. Can you tell me now?"

"The entrance to the Netherworld?" A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the Holy Lord Guta, and there was a complicated look. He paused for a moment and said, "The entrance to the Netherworld, there are indeed a few in the entire Zhongyuan Realm! Are you trying to find your parents, right?"

"How many people have? But I have asked, why do many people don't know? I really want to find my parents in the future!" Dongfang Han asked anxiously.

"Most of those who know the entrance to the Netherworld are Saints. Of course, some powerful saints know it too!" The Saint of Guta sighed: "I told you before, when your strength reaches that step, I will tell you. Now, I will tell you that you can't go either!"

"Why?" Dongfang Han asked anxiously: "Although I can't go now, I can go when my strength reaches my level in the future, right?"

"Forget it, since you want to know, it's okay for me to tell you! There are three entrances to the Netherworld that were discovered in the Zhongyuan Realm, one is in the core of the demon clan!" The Holy Lord of the Guta sighed: "The second one is in the core of the prison clan!"

"The core of the demon clan? The core of the prison clan?" Dongfang Han took a deep breath.

In their own identities, neither of these two places can be accessed!

Needless to say, the demon clan is a mortal enemy of the human race!

One of the top ten top races, his current strength will undoubtedly die once he enters the demon clan’s lair!

As for the Prison Clan? It is also one of the top ten races!

The Prison Clan is said to be in an extremely distant place. It is said that the Prison Clan and the Liutian Clan, the top ten top races, are enemies.

The human race and the Liutian race have a good relationship, so the prison race naturally has a very bad relationship with the human race!

If I go to the Prison Clan, the consequences will be the same as going to the core of the Demon Clan!

"What about the other one?" Dongfang Han asked in a deep voice.

"No matter whether it is the core of the demon clan or the core of the prison clan, if you go, you will definitely die!" The Saint Guta shook his head and said that the third place, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and there were many complicated expressions: "As for the third place is in the Lost City!"

"Lost City?" Dongfang Han's eyes shrank.

It has been a day or two since he came to Zhongyuan Realm. The Lost City has a vast scope. That place is one of the ten forbidden areas of Zhongyuan Realm. It is said that once you enter it, you will not think of it.

Over the past billions of years, countless people have entered, but few have come out. Moreover, those who come out are secretive and dare not mention what they have experienced in the Lost City.

I don’t even dare to reveal a little bit, and once I try to reveal it, I will die immediately!

The Lost City is shrouded in endless clouds and mist. Even the Holy Lord is difficult to see through the clouds and mists clearly. The clouds and mists are not ordinary clouds and mists, which are isolated from spiritual consciousness and various forces to explore.

"Then how did you know that there is a Netherworld in the Lost City?" Dongfang Han asked curiously.

"You don't need to ask. I can't say it, nor can I say it!" The Holy Lord of Guta shook his head.

"Can't you say it? You can't say it?" Dongfang Han didn't expect that the Holy Master of the Guta answered like this. He suddenly had a ridiculous idea in his heart. Could it be that his master, the Holy Master of the Guta, had also been to the Lost City? Otherwise, how did he know if others didn't know?

"You can't go to the Lost City!" After a long time, the Holy Lord of Guta said in a deep voice: "Unless, one day, you can become the number one person in the Zhongyuan Realm!"

"Become the number one person in the Zhongyuan Realm? At that time, I was afraid I wanted to go to the core of the Demon Clan or the Prison Clan, right?" Dongfang Han said with a wry smile.

"Absolutely!" said the Holy Lord of Guta: "So, now you are still focusing on improving your own strength!"
Chapter completed!