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Chapter 1287 The Last Ancient Sacred Beast

"That's enough for me!" the five old men in the academy yelled angrily.

"Du Jue!!" Han Linfeng's eyes turned scarlet, and he turned to Du Jue little by little, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "...Don't bully others too much..."

"I'm lending you something to help you, so why do you lie to me? I'm going to chop you, but you're going to chop me? He's sticking his neck out, and I've served you a good knife, so you're going to do it?" Du Jue was indifferent and calm.

, but the more this happens, the more annoying it becomes.

"Enough is enough! You won't give up until we die here?" The elders in the academy were annoyed. The alliance has not yet been opened, and there is already internal fighting in the Holy Land. It's okay not to open the alliance!

Tang Yan no longer paid attention to it, and staggered along the straight ravine formed by the Qianlong Road, into the messy valley where the magma had faded. Under the strange attention of many people, he picked up the black coffin and walked straight out of the valley.

The three holy places gradually became silent. Some continued to confront each other, while others waited silently. However, their gazes were different and their expressions changed. It was obvious that everyone was having different psychological struggles. The situation that the matter reached now was beyond everyone's expectation.

Now that the matter has come to this, who will end it? How will it end? Tang Yan is more domineering, more wild, and more importantly shrewd than they expected. After shouting in anger, he directly turned all the blame on the Valley of the Wicked, leaving them speechless.

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Now it is impossible to stop him, nor to kill him, nor to trap him.

The guardians of the Valley of the Wicked looked at each other in disbelief, frequently throwing themselves at the saints in mid-air, waiting for their attitude. Now no one knew whether they should let them go or whether they should stop them.

"Get out of the way, or you will be responsible for the consequences." The black coffin in Tang Yan's hand crashed to the ground, glaring coldly at the guards of the Valley of the Evil who were blocking the front.

But at this moment, a calm sigh came from the deepest part of the Valley of the Wicked: "Young man, let's stop it here. This incident is caused by the Valley of the Wicked dereliction of duty, but the Valley of the Wicked is by no means deliberately targeting you. Role reversal, if Zhao is now

If Huan kills you, we will also punish Zhao Huan severely. Listen to me and let's make a deal, how about it?"

Tang Yan stopped and turned towards the depths of the Valley of the Evil. For some reason, as he watched, there was a slight throbbing in the depths of his soul. His eyes were ineffective at this moment, and he could not see anything clearly or detect anything.

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It was like a fog there.

The three saints from the Valley of the Wicked, the four holy monks from the Pure Land, and the five old men from the Academy all restrained their emotions and calmly bowed slightly toward the depths of the Valley of the Wicked.

Tang Yan was even more weird. He was silent for a while: "Who are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted, the darkness was dissipating, the sound was disappearing, and endless light shone in all directions. The world was bright, as if time and space suddenly switched and appeared in a magical world.

The ground is full of flowers and the space is clear.

The misty colorful brilliance is like countless elves scattered in every corner of the world.

Tang Yan was subconsciously alert, but suddenly realized that his consciousness could not control his body, and the vigilance he had just aroused also involuntarily dissipated.

Gradually, my breathing calmed down, the pain disappeared, and the fatigue disappeared.

It's like wandering in the void, mysterious and unpredictable.

Tang Yan stared at the end of the prosperous world. Deep in the misty colorful light, a figure came lightly. Its appearance made the colorful light between heaven and earth more blazing, like a thousand rainbows hanging down.

It's so beautiful, dazzling, and tranquil.

As that figure appears and approaches, two more colors are added to the seven colors that fill the sky and earth, making the space more mysterious and unpredictable, and the world more peaceful.

The phantom came closer and stopped about ten steps away, looking at Tang Yan.

Its eyes are clear, like a clear spring, its aura is peaceful, holy and ethereal, but it is not a human being, but a snow-white sacred deer with white horns on its head. Its body is covered with sunlight, and different colors are looming in the white hair. It is holy and magical.

"You are..." Tang Yan had just spoken, but he was shocked to notice that his blood had an inexplicable rhythm. The dragon energy in his body steamed uncontrollably, condensing into a powerful dragon shadow beside him, and the blood rhythm continued.

In the steaming room, a blue bull python appeared on the other side.

The candle dragon and the blue sky oxmang appear on their own!

They were originally fused, but they re-differentiated into different forms and appeared.

They are different from the past. They are surprisingly calm today, without any anger or mania. They are all meandering so calmly, existing, and quietly looking at the sacred deer in front of them.

"Old friends, long time no see." Shenlu nodded slightly towards the shadows of Zhulong and Bull Python. There was a hint of sadness in his clear eyes, but he quickly disappeared and looked at Tang Yan calmly: "I am

Nine-colored deer, the guardian of this valley."

"Nine-colored deer?" Tang Yan looked at the sacred deer in front of him, feeling the supreme holy power emanating from it, and then looked at the Qingtian Niumang and Zhulong beside him. He felt horrified and asked subconsciously: "

Are you one of the ten saints of the ancient demon clan?"

"...The Ten Saints of the Demon Clan..." Shenlu lowered his eyebrows slightly, seeming to recall: "That was a name from a long time ago. It's rare that anyone in the Qingtian Continent remembers them."

"You are really an ancient holy beast!" Tang Yan was very excited and looked at it in disbelief. He just asked casually and found out that it was really a holy beast.

But...it's not right...

How could it be...

The more Tang Yan thought about it, the more shocked he became. There was actually a holy beast dormant in the Valley of the Evil?! To be respected by the Three Holy Lands, it must have extraordinary status and extraordinary strength. Not surprisingly, it was the holy beast of the year, a true ancient holy beast, a

Experience the era of great destruction, live in peace and stability in the Central Plains, and avoid the terrifying existence of the golden ancient clan's conquests and left behind in the war world.

It actually exists here?!

No wonder the Valley of the Wicked can protect the 'evildoers' everywhere, reach agreements with various kingdoms, and remain hidden for tens of thousands of years without being disturbed. It turns out that there is such an astonishing 'secret' inside.

Unlike the fall of the candle dragon and bull python, and the rebirth of the immortal phoenix from serious injuries, it is likely to be a holy beast in its full glory, and it was already among the holy beasts 50,000 to 60,000 years ago.

What now? How strong is it?

"How about we make a deal?" Shenlu interrupted Tang Yan's conjecture.

"Say." Tang Yan calmed down his emotions slightly. Facing such an antique-level holy beast, I am afraid no one would dare to be presumptuous. If it has really been dormant since ancient times until today, then looking at the entire Qi Dynasty,

In the Sky Continent, it will be the oldest life form, tens of thousands of years older than the human emperors of all countries.

It is tens of thousands of years old, hundreds of reincarnations of ordinary people, how much history and how many spring and autumn years has it witnessed.

"I will save Zhao Huan's life and revive Zhao Kuo. You can hand over the remaining descendants of the Daqian Dynasty to me. I will try to erase their corresponding memories and treat the whole incident as if nothing happened. As for Qi Sheng, Shangguan

The deaths of Zheng Ming, Zou Yao, and Wan Jiangqiu will also be classified as accidents and have nothing to do with you. In exchange, we, the Three Holy Lands, will not announce what you did in the forbidden area. How about that?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Tang Yan's heart felt cold and he subconsciously took a few steps back. What do you mean? It already knows?

"Don't panic. I didn't deliberately spy on anyone. I just made some judgments."

"I respect you, but that doesn't mean I can accept any conditions. As for the incident in the forbidden area you mentioned, I don't understand what you mean, and I won't admit anything!" Tang Yan still looked nervous.

"Young man, you have to be merciful and merciful. Killing Zhao Huan will not benefit either party, and will only cause more serious consequences. The morning after tomorrow, the Valley of the Wicked will be fully opened, and descendants from various countries will enter the Valley of the Wicked with the Moon Spirit Deer. , when the entire Daqian Dynasty is missing, only Zhao Kuo, who is seriously injured, do you think it is consistent with common sense? Anyone will have questions, and if all aspects are connected, all your secrets will eventually be exposed. "

"I have decided to leave the Valley of the Wicked tonight. The rest has nothing to do with me."

"Do you really want to leave? There is more than one thing you want in the Valley of the Evil."

"I don't lack anything!" Tang Yan's attitude was extremely resolute. Deposing Zhao Kuo and killing Qi Sheng and others was already the biggest gain from his trip to the Valley of the Evil. As for how to stop the war between the empires, that was a headache for the Three Holy Lands. .

"The Valley of the Wicked has existed for a long time and has always been secluded and independent. It preserves many things that no longer exist in the outside world. I can guarantee that you will be eager to have them."

Tang Yan looked grim for a while, then suddenly asked: "Wait a minute, Zhao Huan is still alive?"

"Zhao Huan is dead, but Qiao Ba was lucky enough to protect his soul and some of his body. I can use part of my life as a price to let him stand up again." Jiuse Lu said it like it was a very casual thing. , but the words "life is the price" show that it is not simple.

The dead are reborn? If it falls to the outside world, I don’t know how serious a sensation it will cause.

"You make a condition! As long as he is allowed to die, you can set any condition." Tang Yan was angry in his heart. He wasted so much energy to kill Zhao Huan and even offended the Valley of Evil and Zhulu Academy. You actually said that you could still do it. Rescue? Clay figures are all bloody, let alone Tang Yan!

PS: There will be an update, expected around 5 p.m.


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