Chapter 737

At last, the immortal clock, which is hazy and full of chaos, vibrates. A piece of immortal iron, which has lost all its immortal nature, falls from it He fell to the ground with a loud crash.

The holy soldiers of the Jin and Wu ethnic group, which were created by the existence of the grand sage, became a piece of scrap iron that lost all their immortal essence.

"How can this happen? After the great change of heaven and earth, how can there be such a supreme existence? ZIWEIXING has never heard of such a powerful ancient sage! Is this a foreign visitor? "

An immortal spirit Master's hands can't stop shaking. Just now, he was ready to grab the Jinwu clan's hand in front of Ye Tian's head.

At the moment, they just want to be able to disappear here. They can't participate in the fight for Fusang immortal tree.

"The power of the elder is unparalleled. The Jinwu people are worthy of their death. However, I heard that the Jinwu people are invincible outside the territory. The elder killed the Jinwu people's power today, and there may be some trouble in the future."

"Oh, I'll go to them in the future, but now they are far away!"

Ye Tian didn't care much. He fiddled with a group of Jinwu corpses that were strung around him.

The top powerful people in the holy places groan in their hearts. The Jinwu people are rampant. They are the top power on the purple Osmunda. They are famous on this ancient life star by virtue of a great saint handed down holy soldier.

Moreover, the Jinwu people are born with fire constitution and extraordinary system. Every Jinwu with extraordinary blood can compete with the top talents on the ancient star of life. In this generation, the Jinwu people have reached the peak. There are ten Jinwu princes born, as if they are going to return to the peak of the abyss.

And now many of the top Lingtong strongmen look at a bunch of hens like golden crows around Ye Tian and feel that their three outlooks have been shattered.

Every gold and ebony has bright hair, and the flesh contains strong life essence. The golden feather is shining with immortal light, and there is no blood on it. The flesh seems to be alive, but the immortal soul has long disappeared.

Hanging beside Ye Tian, ye Tian becomes golden.

"Since the elder is interested in this place, the younger generation will leave first, and the treasure of the abyss God should be acquired by such an unparalleled person as the elder."

The spirit Master of the immortal spirit tried not to look at the golden crowns around Ye Tian. Every time he saw Ye Tian's inadvertent immortal color, he was always frightened. He was afraid that the master would fight again, and the many top powers of the immortal spirit would stay here.

Having said that, the spirit Master did not stop, but directly took many of the strong ones of the immortal spirit to leave. At this moment, no one of the immortal spirit stood up to disagree. The group left in silence, for fear that the immortal would kill again.

"Since there is a senior here, I am not fighting for guanghanque. I will offer you a big gift to meet you one day!"

"If you have virtue in your treasures, you will live there. As a sage of ancient times, you will have unparalleled virtue. These treasures should be acquired by you, and the Taiyin immortal sect will retire first!"

Many holy places did not dare to stay at all, but they did not dare to go back directly. After saluting Ye Tian, they turned into streamers and left. Tanggu, which was noisy and full of countless figures, gradually quieted down.

"Alas, now who remembers the supreme achievements of the sun god, only when the human race is facing the moment of life and death, will he think of this great God who has boundless merits to the human race!"

Ye Tianli, under the immortal tree of Fusang, is looking forward to the sun god who has made countless contributions to the human race.

"Who can bury me in my hometown?"

The voice of the one armed old man in Tsing Yi rings. Standing under the Fusang tree, he seems to have lost his soul, and the whole person seems confused.

"The death of the native land has come, and the Holy Spirit can rest in peace!"

Ye Tian sighed and suppressed nine days and ten lands. The unparalleled God in heaven and earth fought for the human race all his life. He didn't even have time to bury himself in his native land and turn it into obsession, just to return to his hometown.

What a sad and helpless thing it is. With the power of the great God, the universe is wantonly crisscrossing and going to any place. However, the sun god is buried in a foreign land. I don't know what terrible changes he has encountered in his later years.

Detailed records of this unparalleled great God have long been lost in history, but from the fact that his body was buried on a foreign planet, it can be inferred that this great God of the earliest period of the human race was still fighting that year.

When Shouyuan was exhausted, he had no way to return to his hometown and devoted his whole life to the spiritual road of the rise of the human race. This is a kind of historical song, which should always be remembered by many people.

This is also a sad song. The invincible God in heaven and earth has no choice but to bear the hope and responsibility of countless people."Who can bury me in my hometown?"

The old man with one arm in green fell into confusion. He kept repeating this sentence. The ancient sarcophagus was beside him. On the immortal tree of Fusang, there were countless sun holy power flowing down on the ancient simple Sarcophagus, like an elegy for the Dead God.

Ye Tian feels a little sad, but he is also proud. Under the struggle of the great gods of the human race generation after generation, the human race in this world finally stands in the abyss among all ethnic groups, and even stands at the peak of a certain level, which is not inferior to the real supreme race.

Even after the completion, the Holy Spirit of the most powerful race in Zhutian is under the hands of the great God of the human race, and the human race has stood up.

"The homeland has arrived, and the Holy Spirit can rest in peace!"

Ye Tian's eyebrows seem to contain a big sun, and the boundless power of the immortals is surging, which plays a role in calming people's hearts. He wants to revive the idea of the immortal residence of the confused Sun God.

The immortal tree of Fusang is swaying, and the endless power of the sun is surging. It seems that it is also helping the immortals of the sun to recover their wisdom.

"Who am I?"

The old man with one arm asked himself, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"Nine heaven and ten earth, I am the only one, sweeping three thousand realms. I am the God of the sun

Word by word, the old man said that his head was black and his body was not strong, but now there was a kind of momentum that collapsed the ancient world, and the endless immortals soared into the sky.

Ye Tian felt boundless pressure. Even as a saint, he felt his soul trembling and almost knelt down.

He forced to suppress this impulse, the supreme spirit decided to move to the peak, and the orifices and acupoints in his body were shining like the stars in the sky. He helped him get rid of that kind of predicament by acting together. Even so, ye Tian felt extremely depressed.

He is really aware of the supreme power of the great God, which is the result of the re evolution of the life level, even after several times of evolution. It is not at the same level as ye Tian now, and it is so terrible