The ancestral land of the Nanhuang Clan seems to be in the deepest part of the Nanhuang Clan. The ancestral land accompanies the growth of the Nanhuang Clan in the Immortal Realm and exists together with the Nanhuang Clan. It can be said to be the most precious treasure of the Nanhuang Clan, cultivating saints who will be passed down from generation to generation.
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Although only one of these inherited saints can become the empress, the inherited saints who have grown up from generation to generation have become stronger with the years. They hold high positions and control the power of the Nanhuang clan. They are the most core figures of the Nanhuang clan.
Qin Wentian and the others traveled in the air, and after some time they landed in a valley guarded by strong men. It seemed to be a sealed space with a huge bronze door. Seeing everyone coming, the guards opened the bronze door.
Pull it open, a roaring sound can be heard, and an ancient road appears.
"Go in." The elders of the Nanhuang clan who led everyone here made way for them, and everyone immediately stepped forward, followed the road, and entered the bronze gate.
After Qin Wentian walked in, he found that there was a cave inside, like a huge valley. Several old women were guarding it. In front of the crowd, a bridge appeared. This bridge led to an entrance in front, and it seemed that he could enter another space.
"Remember, immortal weapons cannot be used in the ancestral land. If the ancestral land hears murderous weapons, it will instantly kill the owner of the immortal weapons. You must remember this." Nanhuang Yunxi reminded Qin Wentian and the others.
"We can all go in, why did you only invite me before, but they invited two or three people?" Qin Wentian asked.
"There are not many people who can protect the war. How many outstanding people can there be in the entire Southern Territory? Can we all recognize the saints of the Nanhuang clan? It's good to be able to invite some of them to come and protect the war. As for the ordinary ones,
It’s useless to invite talented people, so what’s the point of inviting them.” Nanhuang Yunxi said: “Also, because we saints who enter the ancestral land are the strongest, it is difficult for us to have people who exceed the third level of Xiantai, so there will be suppression in the ancestral land.
People with cultivation levels higher than the third level of Sendai can only exert the power of the third level of Sendai, so it’s not as you think, then you have to invite the top experts from Sendai."
"Yes." Qin Wentian nodded lightly. Most of these guardians are at the second level of Immortal Stage, and there are several at the third level of Immortal Stage. The one who poses the greatest threat is probably one of the guardians from Nanhuang Shengge.
Ren Nanhuang Yunxi also deliberately reminded him that his name was Kong Ye, and he was a descendant of an Immortal Emperor from the southern hell of the Immortal Domain. He built the Wangpin Immortal Platform, and his combat power was very terrifying.
"Let's go." Everyone moved forward one after another and stepped on the bridge. They saw that the bottom of the bridge was burned red, as if there was magma fire. It was very scary and the temperature was extremely high. They walked step by step towards the entrance of the ancestral land.
, the hotter air flow fell on his body, and although it was blocked by a strange light curtain, Qin Wentian still felt that there was probably a world of fire inside.
"Buzz." Figures flashed one after another, and someone had already rushed into the ancestral land.
"Let's go." Nanhuang Yunxi said, and they immediately accelerated and rushed directly through the light screen. Their bodies instantly stepped into the ancestral land. They looked at the space in front of them and felt their hearts trembling slightly.
"Wu Tong."
Qin Wentian looked at this space, the flaming sycamore trees. This space was all filled with flaming sycamore trees. They were intertwined and intertwined. They were the world of sycamore trees and the world of fire. The entire space and world were burned red and extremely hot. In just an instant, all the trees were covered in flames.
Everyone felt like their bodies were about to burn. The leaves of these huge ancient flaming sycamore trees fell down one by one and danced in the air, turning into a spectacle that was so beautiful.
Each leaf of the flame phoenix tree is very large, like the feathers of a phoenix, so delicate and beautiful.
"Boom." Nanhuang Yunxi's body seemed to have bloodline power surging up, and her whole body seemed to be ignited with flames. A faint shadow of a phoenix appeared. Not only her, but the other eight saints were also seen.
Like Nanhuang Yunxi, they stepped forward and stared at the falling sycamore leaves. In their eyes, it seemed that every sycamore leaf contained a wonderful ancient imprint that could be imprinted in their minds.
A strange light bloomed, and Nanhuang Yunxi looked at the leaf, which contained a wonderful power that she needed to understand.
A moment later, Qin Wentian saw the sycamore leaf turn into a dazzling light of flames and stick to Nanhuang Yunxi's body. The rest of the sycamore leaves were still flying in the air, as if they would never fall.
Nanhuang Yunxi's body flashed and reappeared under a leaf. Her immortal thoughts rushed into it and she was instantly attracted.
"I want the sycamore leaves." At this time, Nanhuang Aoxue said, and her guardian Zong Zhan and another strong man moved their bodies instantly to grab the sycamore leaves floating in the void.
Everyone suddenly came to their senses, and their figures flashed one by one, heading towards the sycamore leaves. Qin Wentian also moved, and brilliant wings appeared behind him. His body flashed, and he landed in front of a sycamore leaf. He stretched out his palm,
He wanted to hold it with his immortal power, but he found that there was a brilliance shining on the sycamore leaves, which could not be covered by the immortal power. He could only stretch out his hand to hold it, but it turned out to be very heavy. His figure continued to flicker, towards the other leaf.
He grabbed the sycamore leaves, and when the two sycamore leaves came closer, there was a terrifying repulsive force, and Qin Wentian's body was repulsed and pushed away.
"This..." Qin Wentian's eyes flashed, and a leaf actually possessed such power. It seemed to contain the power of rules. It seemed that only the saintess of the Nanhuang clan could unlock it.
He had no choice but to send the sycamore leaf to Nanhuang Yunxi and put it down. He found that when the sycamore leaf entered Nanhuang Yunxi's side, it no longer rejected the sycamore leaf she was comprehending.
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"Is this an ability unique to Nanhuang's bloodline?" Qin Wentian said: "Mengchen, Purgatory, go collect the sycamore leaves next to Nanhuang Yunxi and let her slowly comprehend it."
"Okay." The three of them started working at the same time. As fast as lightning, leaves appeared one after another in the place shrouded in Nanhuang Yunxi's fairy light. Her beautiful eyes stared at each leaf, and it seemed that she could only understand one piece at a time. After understanding,
, the leaves would fall on her body, covering her body like a phoenix feather.
Everyone in this space took action, and their speed was extremely fast. In a short time, many more sycamore leaves appeared in front of the nine saints.
Their speed of understanding seems to have slowed down, and they are all devoted to it. It seems that everything in the outside world can only be left to the people who protect them.
As the defenders plundered wildly, the number of flying sycamore leaves in the sky became less and less. If this continues, there will soon be no more.
At this time, Purgatory and one of Nanhuang Ling's guards snatched a sycamore leaf at the same time. As soon as Purgatory grabbed it with his palm, he saw the opponent raised his hand and struck it out with one finger. When this finger fell, the void seemed to turn into
Bloody river, a terrifying immortal power directly hit Purgatory's palm. Purgatory screamed, blood seeped out of her palm, and she could only let go of the sycamore leaves. The other party struck out again, Purgatory's body retreated, and the man
Take away the sycamore leaves.
Purgatory looked cold and glanced at the man. She looked around and found that the best sycamore leaf had been taken away and was gone.
"I want eighty-one sycamore leaves." At this moment, Nanhuang Shengge was heard to say, and everyone's expressions suddenly flashed. Qin Wentian glanced at Nanhuang Yunxi's body and the sycamore leaves in front of her, and there were still some left.
, As for the others, they were also worse. He found that if everyone needed 81 sycamore leaves flying here, it would not be enough at all.
Unless, grab it!
If it's a grab, someone is bound to be short of it.
At this moment, everyone looked around with evil intentions, obviously realizing that they needed to snatch each other's sycamore leaves.
The question is, who should I grab it from?
Everyone has bad intentions.
"It seems that it is better to have more people. Nanhuang Yunxi herself doesn't know the specific situation in the ancestral land?" Qin Wentian thought to himself, there are three of them, and the number of sycamore leaves collected is relatively large.
"You guys guard Nanhuang Aoxue." Zong Zhan said to the other two guards around Nanhuang Aoxue. He was covered in gorgeous gold armor and looked arrogant.
"Buzz." Like a bolt of lightning, Zong Zhan rushed towards Nanhuangqing's guards, preparing to snatch Nanhuangqing. Nanhuangqing's guards immediately took action and fought wildly with Zongzhan.
At that moment, Nan Huangyi's guards took action and also rushed towards Nan Huangqing, obviously wanting the power of the left-hand fisherman.
Figures flickered one after another, and chaos reigned for an instant.
"Mengchen, you guard Nanhuang Yunxi here, Purgatory, you come with me." Qin Wentian said, stepped out, and walked directly to Nanhuang Ling. Before, Nanhuang Ling's protector,
He snatched a sycamore leaf from Purgatory's hand.
At this time, outside the ancestral land, the elders stood there, staring ahead, and someone said: "Who will become the inheritance saint this time?"
"I hope it's Shengge. This girl is very talented and smart."
"Qingruo is not bad. Her guardian is a boy from the Jiang family. It would be interesting if she could recruit someone from the Jiang family as her son-in-law." One person said with a smile.
"This girl Yun Xi is a little younger, but she has great potential. The fairy platform she built is of the highest quality. Don't forget her."
"Look, the ancestral land is blooming, the ancient characters of the sycamore tree are floating, these sycamore leaves are the wings given to them by Feng Zu, I don't know how many people can get them." These people were discussing outside, and they were all looking forward to it.