In the unknown starry sky, a green light continues to spread, and the area it occupies is getting bigger and bigger.

From the beginning ten feet to the present thousand feet.

In the center of the green light, there is a clearly visible crack in the space.

A small tree about three feet long, hanging upside down and rooted in the cracks.

There are countless tiny willow branches around, spreading like tentacles.

Every time, the crack will expand a little bit, and more breath will be emitted from it, and the faster the green light will spread.

...

The holy land of all races is a huge floating island in the middle of the starry sky sea that is beyond the limit.

The island is filled with spiritual energy, which is the most intense spiritual energy among the thousands of islands around.

What is even more amazing is that there is a vortex of spiritual energy in the starry sky above the island.

The extremely rich spiritual energy poured out from it and scattered all over the island.

This kind of spiritual vortex is the very famous starry sky spiritual spiral in the starry sky. Although it is not as good as the galaxy chasm of the Yitian Holy Sect, it can be regarded as a holy place for cultivation.

There are two families occupying this starry sky island, one is the Hong family and the other is the Nalan family.

These two families have been married for generations, as if they were one.

Among them, the Hong family is the first family in the holy land of all races and the only holy clan.

It is precisely because of this family that a special existence like the Holy Land of All Races can compete with the Holy Sect.

In the Hong Family Ancestral Hall, an old man with a rotten aura all over his body, his eyes drooped slightly, his eyes wandered freely, and he was a little distracted.

This situation should not happen to a monk.

"Old ancestor!"

A voice sounded outside the door, and the old man's whole body shook. He woke up from this state, and his forehead was filled with fine cold sweat.

If he hadn't been awakened just now, he would have been immersed in this state, and the few remaining life span would have passed faster.

A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he immediately restrained his expression and said in a hoarse voice: "Come in!"

The door was pushed open with a creaking sound, and an old man stepped in.

"Old ancestor!"

The two looked average, and their bodies were emitting death energy, but their cultivation was very different.

"Old ancestor, I have made up my mind to perform the last deduction. I will try it regardless of whether there is a result or not."

The visitor knelt on his knees and his tone was resolute.

"But, your lifespan is not much left. If you forcefully deduce it, I'm afraid..."

"Old ancestor, I am willing to do it for the prosperity of my family."

"Your talent is better than mine, and you are the most likely to achieve the extraordinary realm and take over me to protect the family. But you are obsessed with deduction methods, forcibly deducing the secrets of heaven, which hurts the root of the root." Speaking of this, the old man, who was called the ancestor, sighed a long sigh.

The person who came did not regret it, but said more firmly: "Old ancestor, what I have learned in this life is that even if I am not obsessed with the method of deduction, it is difficult to achieve extraordinaryness. Now, let me do the last thing for my family before my life span, and give a hint of vitality for my ancestor."

The ancestor of Hong's family remained silent and said after a long time, "The strong men in the same era as me have all fallen one after another, and now only the old guy, Yitian Holy Sect and me are left."

"But, Yitian Holy Sect has successors, but my Hong family..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned into a sigh.

"Old ancestors, they are all unfilial children and grandchildren, which makes you work hard!"

"Let my grandson deduce it for you once and find that vitality!"

"Well, I'll follow you!"

At some point outside the door, a group of people had gathered, both men, women, young and old.

When they heard the ancestor's decision, they knelt down one after another, their eyes filled with tears.

Another place in the Starry Sky Sea, Tianxing Island, the Chen family.

Zhou Tai opened his eyes, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he stood up and walked out of the residence.

The moment he stepped out of the door, he looked back.

I saw that on the plaque above the gate, there were three big characters "Dadi Temple".

"The holy land of all races has at least 20,000 families, tens of thousands of starry sky islands, and countless scattered cultivators. If the earth temple is spread throughout the starry sky sea, it will produce endless incense."

Zhou Tai and Yang Ba were different. Before he was reborn, he was a very famous wandering cultivator, Jue Lei, who often wandered in the starry sky and visited many places.

The Holy Land of All Races is one of them, and it is also the place he believes is the most suitable place for Bufa.

Not long after entering the starry sky, I rushed straight to the sky.

He would build the Dadi Temple little by little on every starry island.

...

Yangba stepped onto the meteorite and stared at the skeleton sitting cross-legged.

At the heart of the bone, there is an exposed heart, and it is beating slightly.

This discovery made him shocked.

Before he could come back to his senses, his heart suddenly ejected, like an octopus, stretching out a number of tentacles.

When he arrived at Yangba's heart, the tentacles ejected out and pierced into the muscles.

Yang Ba let out a shrill scream, and the space around him seemed to be imprisoned, nailing him to the spot.

His whole body trembled and his demonic energy surged.

The exposed heart beats slowly, and every time, it absorbs the demonic energy emitted by Yang Bayi.

A black line appeared out of thin air in the depths of the soul and began to spread.

Yang Ba let out a miserable cry of pain again, and a bug was burying into his mind, gnawing on his soul.

The black knife in his hand trembled slightly, trying to protect his master, but was imprisoned by the breath emitted by his heart.

"you……"

Yang Ba uttered a word with difficulty, his eyes full of disbelief and fear.

He struggled constantly, gathering all his soul power, trying to drive the black line away from the sea of ​​consciousness.

However, all struggles are in vain.

Countless black lines separated from the exposed heart and began to spread throughout his body.

An extremely angry feeling spreads out from these black lines.

This is an extreme reluctance.

This is an anger that can never be extinguished even if all monks are killed.

This negative emotion was like a vast ocean, trying to swallow Yang Ba's consciousness.

The body trembled even more violently, and the crystals on the eyebrows lit up to make the final resistance.

However, this negative emotion is too large and complex.

Just after a little bit of Qingming Festival, I was submerged.

At the same time, a black light shot from a distance, which was a cut off right foot.

When it flew, it kicked it out and kicked it hard on the exposed heart, making a muffled sound.

The black silks spread across Yangba's body suddenly trembled and all stopped.

After half a breath, it began to spread again.

He paused his right foot and kicked it out again.

This time it was even more powerful, kicking the exposed heart violently.

An angry will suddenly appeared, and hit his right foot and knocked it away.
Chapter completed!