Holy City, East Gate.
A guard wearing the white standard robe of the Floating Light Holy Land stood on the high platform and said loudly:
"I would like to inform all the fellow citizens of the Holy City: The Yaoguang Holy Land is now united with the major forces, sects, and Holy Lands in the Eastern Wasteland, Zhongzhou, and the Southern Territory to jointly arrest the tomb robber: Li Feiyu.
This person has no conscience. Not only did he steal the belongings buried with him in major holy places, but he also desecrated the remains of his ancestors. His crime is unforgivable!
If any of you find the trace, the reward will be: a thousand catties of source, three divine source beans, a king's weapon, a king's secret method, and a hundred years of protection in the holy land!
If you can catch the tomb robber Li Feiyu: Rewards: five thousand kilograms of source, one liter of divine source, a king's weapon, a saint's secret method, and the holy land will protect you and your family for thousands of years!
Anyone who knows and fails to report will be treated as a criminal and should be punished! "
"Okay!" Someone below immediately cheered loudly.
Source is a high-level material necessary for practice, which can greatly speed up practice. It is great for ordinary people to take some herbs. If a small force discovers the source vein locally, then a person from a big force may disappear here that night.
That is the gaze of the abyss!
Beside the city wall, the bald Duan Youde, dressed in a monk's robe, looked thoughtfully at the wanted order above.
This is so fucking wrong!
He is indeed an archaeologist who aspires to archaeologically explore all the holy places in the world, even the tombs of great emperors, but what level of cultivation does he have now? Half a step to great power!
Not to mention going to Nanling and Zhongzhou, even if he goes to the Eastern Wasteland, he can't finish it! Isn't this a pure frame-up? And who provided this portrait? How come it is exactly the same as what he looked like before?
At this moment, Duan Youde finally understood one thing: he was cheated and took the blame!
According to the regulations of those holy places, when a powerful person dies, although nothing particularly good will be buried with him, there will definitely be robes, sources to ensure the freshness of the body, souvenirs, and even weapon fragments, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, secret books, etc.
These things may be insignificant in the eyes of those who are also powerful, but in the eyes of the deacons and disciples who work for the elders, they are great wealth.
You might be able to take a step further by deducting a little from it.
No matter what you do, there will be losses. Everyone can understand.
It's good now that Li Feiyu has appeared, and he even dared to leave his name and portrait, and it was personally confirmed by the elders of the Holy Land. That's great!
As a result, the handwriting of the great thief Li Feiyu was found in hidden places in the cemeteries across the three regions, and they were exactly the same as those in the Yaoguang Holy Land. Some of them were even closer, and even the portraits were exactly the same.
Is this a big deal?
This is simply challenging the entire Eastern Wasteland with one person's power!
Wanted, chasing the murderer!
Unknowingly, even the holy places of various sects have specially set up teams one by one, with the highest salary, to patrol around the Eastern Wasteland carefully, just to avenge the ancestors.
Look, this is loyalty! The sect will not treat anyone who has contributed to the sect badly, even if they die!
Thinking of this, Duan Youde was silent for a while and shook his head.
Prove your innocence?
When he walks out, he will know what it means to follow what others say, even if he has provided ironclad evidence and has the elders of the Holy Land to vouch for him. There are still countless people who believe that the evidence is forged, and the elder who vouched for it is also considered to be covering up his accomplices.
Self-certification is actually the most difficult thing in the world!
In fact, there are only two solutions to solve this problem.
First: Just disappear. After a few years or more, who will remember your bad things?
Second: Become strong, so strong that no one dares to mess with you. When the time comes, there will be people who will defend you. Even if it is true, those people will say that this is the elegance of the strong.
What's wrong with the most powerful person having a special hobby? If you work so hard to maintain stability in the world, why can't you enjoy yourself and have fun?
After pondering for a while, Duan Youde turned around and walked towards the city gate.
"Stop, in order to catch the tomb robbers, the whole city will be inspected. Tell us your name and origin, and then walk around under the body to verify your identity!" The guard stopped him directly.
Duan Youde clasped his hands together, his face full of peace: "Amitabha, poor monk Youde, came from the Western Desert, traveled all over the world, and passed by here."
As he said this, he walked around under the precious mirror, and a flash of spiritual light flashed through him, but his appearance did not change at all.
The guards stood in awe.
The Western Desert is hundreds of millions of miles away from the Shaking Light Holy Land. With such a distance, a person traveling alone must be at least astonishing in strength. He may be a powerful person who is not born in any temple.
As guards, they naturally have to be discerning. They must not offend any powerful enemies for the Holy Land, otherwise they will turn around and become temporary workers and be called out and convicted.
"Master, go slow!"
"Haha, donor, I see that you are destined to be my Buddha and have a lot of wisdom. I will give you this piece of peace Buddha pendant. I hope that the donor and your family will be safe in the future." As he said that, the great monk took out a piece from his arms. The Buddha pendant is engraved with gold inscriptions, which is extraordinary.
"Ah!" The guard was overjoyed and quickly took it. The moment he got it, there seemed to be a chill that baptized his body and mind, and his spirit suddenly became clear.
nice one!
But the guard was a little embarrassed and said: "Master, there are regulations in the Holy Land. We cannot accept gifts from anyone. So, if you calculate how much this Buddha pendant costs, treat it as if it was bought by me."
The great monk smiled and said: "If the donor abides by the principles of the Holy Land, he will be safe, happy and have a bright future in the future. As for money, it is like a floating cloud to me. The donor can just give it to me."
As a Buddhist, I don’t care about money, I only care about fate, so good! "
As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him suddenly stood in awe.
He is worthy of being a master, and his virtues and conduct are beyond the reach of everyone present.
Master!
After a while, a hundred miles outside the holy city, a golden light flashed, Duan Youde lowered his head, his compassionate face changed, and he immediately became wretched.
snort! If the Shaking Light Holy Land insults, slanders, and puts blame on him, then it will first deceive a few people and collect some interest!
Looking around, Duan Youde frowned. Now that he was wanted in the entire three regions, where should he run? He couldn't really go to the Western Desert to become a monk, right? That shitty place is not meant for human beings at all, there are no girls!
After pondering for a while, Duan Youde's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered a good place: the Holy City!
This holy city is naturally not the so-called small city of the Shaking Light Holy Land, but a wonderful place where fish and dragons are mixed, and countless immortal holy places, foreign races, and golden families exist.
If he hides there and changes his identity, even if the immortal is still alive, he won't be able to find him.
The most important thing is that near the holy city is the ancient mine of Taichu, which involves the secret of becoming an immortal. For countless years, countless great powers and holy masters in their later years have buried their bones nearby in order to live longer.
These people are not like the tombs in the Holy Land, so poor that the rats run away. Those guys are all covered in secret treasures and holy weapons, and they have dug them out and eaten them for three years. They are very beautiful.
This is called professional dialogue!
rush!
As for this Shaking Light Holy Land?
Duan Youde turned around, looked at the place where countless tall mountains and rivers gathered, and snorted coldly.
"Thousands of years from now, when the poor monk becomes a saint, he must come back to them to settle the score for this dirty act!"
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Shaking light holy land, martial arts arena.
"Brother Wang Teng, come on!" "My senior brother Wang Teng has the appearance of becoming a saint, senior brother Ye Fan should just admit defeat!"
"Nonsense! My senior brother Ye Fan has the status of a quasi-emperor. If you don't surrender quickly, don't say it was unforeseen!" "Humph, our senior brother Wang Teng has prepared a trump card!"
"Our senior brother Ye Fan also has one!"
…
The disciples below were quarreling fiercely. On the field, Ye Fan and Wang Teng stood opposite each other, ready to fight.
The result is obvious. No matter how you socialize, what your family background is, or how many people you know, the prerequisite for becoming a Holy Son is that you must not disgrace the Holy Land.
And now in the Taichu Ancient Mine, the contemporary descendant of the Immortal Holy Land Fire Demon Ridge, the Son of Fire Spirit, has put down his words. From now on, the new Holy Son of the Light Holy Land, no matter who he is, as long as he goes to the vicinity of the Taichu Ancient Mine and reaches the realm of dragon transformation, Come and fight one by one!
Competing among peers, you deserve to be beaten to death!
In this way, if for some reason a person with low combat power is chosen and beaten half to death as soon as he goes out, it will not only bring disgrace to the faction, but also the face of the Holy Land.
Therefore, after discussing with the Holy Master, the elders finally reached a consensus: whoever wins the duel will win.
"Wang Teng, I will use my strength to tell you today that your unflattering little tricks will not have the slightest effect on the results~" Ye Fan said coldly.
"Oh?" Wang Teng put his hands behind his hands and smiled slightly: "Then I want to see it, how about we make a bet? Today, I lost. From now on, whenever I hear your name, Ye Fan, I will avoid you. Three hundred miles.
If I win, you will marry your favorite little junior sister to me, and the little yellow cat will be used as a dowry.
how? "
Ye Nannan, little yellow cat:? ? ?
Ye Fan's face turned even colder: "Seeking death!"
Wang Teng's smile faded and he shook his head: "If you are stubborn, I will send you on your way. From now on, I will take care of my junior sister on your behalf!"
"boom!"
Thousands of thunder and lightning fell from the sky, drowning him and Ye Fan at once.
At this moment, no one was not shocked. This turned out to be a natural disaster! Many of the most beautiful women in heaven have lost their beauty, and many elders are shocked and regretful.
Heavenly catastrophe!
Wang Teng wanted to overcome the tribulation while suppressing Ye Fan with the power of heaven and earth. Everyone knew what he was thinking. In this world, there are not many people in this age group who can cause heavenly calamity, but such people must be monsters and have few opponents.
In the clear sky, the sky was originally clear and blue, but suddenly there was thunder and lightning, and the light was like a sea, flooding the wilderness. This was a scary scene.
For just this moment, the sky seemed to have collapsed, it was pitch black, electric snakes were dancing wildly, like countless dragons were charging.
"boom!"
The sound was deafening. If a mortal were here, the eardrums would be penetrated. The huge sound was like a unicorn roaring to shake the world and turn the earth upside down.
Looking from a distance, the square was dull and scary, with a black light pouring down like heavy rain, densely packed with thunderstorms everywhere.
"Rumble..."
Among them, there were many bloody lightnings, like rivers of blood flowing into the sea. The scene was horrifying, and the tranquility of the peaceful and huge martial arts arena was suddenly broken.
At this time, the place was completely boiling. Except for the thunder that could shatter human ears and bones, there was no other sound. The huge thunder and lightning made the restrictions of the martial arts field seem to collapse.
The electric light did not touch them at all, but the aftermath of the light washed away many rockeries in the martial arts arena and ceased to exist. The rocks penetrated the clouds and the electric light rolled into the sky.
"Wang Teng is about to overcome the tribulation and enter the realm of dragon transformation. In ancient times, only peerless evildoers would be targeted by God at such a low level. This son has the appearance of a great saint..." Someone who is familiar with the history of heaven and earth, allusions and secrets, and even millions of years old exclaimed the old man from Mi Xin.
Everyone was extremely frightened. Wang Teng gave the best explanation of what a genius is. He is powerful and has amazing talent. Once he has the opportunity, he will make a breakthrough.
"Crack!"
Nine streaks of blood-colored lightning, like nine evil dragons, were as thick as a palace palace. They twisted down and penetrated the void, causing a sea of anxiety.
Nine black holes suddenly appeared, and nine bloody lightnings all hit Ye Fan. The catastrophe began and overwhelmed him when it came up.
"This is controlled by humans!"
Some people exclaimed that Wang Teng was very calm. Although he was going through the tribulation, he was not afraid at all. He was pulling God's punishment to destroy Ye Fan here.
"Click", "click"...
Next, ninety-nine and eighty-one bloody lightnings rushed out, and they intertwined to form a lightning cage, pressing forward.
"Use human will to control part of the power of heaven's punishment!"
An old man exclaimed, "How can ordinary people live in a thunder and lightning situation if they have too much time to take care of themselves and their lives are at stake?"
This kid is so terrifying!
"boom!"
Ye Fan was like a dragon, swimming in the sea of thunder. People didn't know how he felt at this time, but seeing that he was not embarrassed, I thought he could persist.
"brush"
The cage was like a heavenly prison, closed in all directions, and finally surrounded him. To seal him inside, endless electric light poured down and struck inside.
"It's terrible, this is heaven's punishment!" Some people felt so cold that their hair stood on end.
The thunder sea is expanding and surging down, looking like a doomsday scene.
Wang Teng stood proudly, standing in the center of the thunder sea, and despite the lightning flying, he had no fear at all. He looked down at Ye Fan, with a hint of indifference at the corner of his mouth, and waved the Heavenly Tribulation, trying to suppress him.
Everyone was terrified. Who dared to treat such a thunderstorm so easily, and who could survive it safely?
This is the privilege of monsters. Only when they break through will they be punished by heaven, which proves their power and extraordinaryness from the side.
This world is fair, and it has been tested by God. Although it is possible to survive a narrow escape, and may be physically and mentally destroyed at every turn, once it survives the disaster, its strength will definitely be much stronger than those of the same level.
This is the fundamental reason why he is called a monster. He has been recognized by heaven and has withstood the tempering of the will of heaven and earth. He is an extraordinary person.
"boom!"
Ye Fan rushed out without hurting the root.
"The Unparalleled Holy Body is indeed extraordinary. It is said that there will be thunder disasters in the Dao Palace realm, but no one knows the authenticity."
People were surprised that they could break out of such a thunderstorm, which was a sign of defiance in itself, but they didn't know whether they could escape in the end.
Ye Fan was very calm. These thunder seas did no harm to him. Compared with his heavenly tribulation, there was a gap. His eyes were shining, but he suddenly had another interest.
Should the rainstorm be more intense?
This kid actually wants to get his hands on his sister, and he's already planning to die!
kill!
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