In a deep mountain that has existed for many thousands of years, people from the Wilderness Clan gathered in this place at this moment.

They sacrificed an ancient gate called the Gate of the Three Realms, which was launched by ten saints to activate this long-closed gate.

Jiang Lingkong knew that this gate of the Three Realms was just a portal, but the number of teleportation could be very large.

They were trying to attract other tribes from the Wasteland Continent to come here and let the Wasteland Continent completely invade the continent.

Jiang Lingkong did not get involved in this matter. He stood on a high mountain, silently following, thinking about what happened next.

At this time, Lin Xueman also climbed the mountain and came to Jiang Lingkong's side.

"Everything that should be done has been done. It's only a matter of time before we lead the tribe members over." Lin Xueman said to Jiang Lingkong.

"Well, I understand." Jiang Ling nodded with great thoughts.

"What? What are you worried about?" Lin Xueman's eyes flashed slightly, and he stared at Jiang Lingkong and asked. For some reason, Lin Xueman was a little worried at this moment. She felt that the young man standing in front of her seemed to be leaving.

This feeling is very keen.

"What are your plans next?" This sentence was originally something Lin Xueman wanted to ask, but unexpectedly, Jiang Lingkong said it in advance.

Lin Xueman said: "Of course I'm going to the Mythical Ancestral Land with everyone."

"Go to the Mythical Ancestral Land so soon? I thought you were going to make a fuss in the main continent. Aren't you the former masters of this continent? Don't you want to regain your sovereignty?" Jiang Lingkong couldn't help asking.

Lin Xueman smiled bitterly and said, "How could it be so easy? We, the people of the Wilderness clan have been blocked in the Wilderness Continent for so many years. All the people of the Hundred Tribes have grown. Let alone the Supreme Taoist Holy Clan and the Heavenly Palace. Even the top ten clans are not something we can compete with."

After a pause, Lin Xueman looked at the busy people of the Huang clan who were busy and said, "Look, the Huang clan has only a few more than twenty saints. But are the top ten of the hundreds of clans? Not each of them has the power to match our entire Huang clan? And the number of supreme Taoist priests and saints is not something you can imagine."

Jiang Lingkong nodded. Indeed, the members of the Huang clan did not have the strength to fight head-on with the hundreds of clans now.

"So, when we go to the Mythical Ancestor Land, although we are blocking the Wasteland Continent, the news is not not circulating. There is still news from the main continent, and we sell it to the people of the Wasteland clan at a high price. We know that the Mythical Ancestor Land will be the golden age in the future. Only when the Wasteland clan arrives there will be hope to rise completely." Lin Xueman said.

Jiang Lingkong nodded silently, and then said seriously: "I went to the Mythical Ancestral Land. I hope you can treat the indigenous people well. This is my only request to help you. I hope you keep your promise."

Lin Xueman nodded and said, "Don't worry, I can't guarantee that everyone is like this, but at least Daoling Village and the tribes that are close to Daoling Village will not harm the indigenous people of the Mythical Ancestral Land. I will also lobby for other tribes, and you have helped our Huang tribe so much, I believe that not many people will repay their grudges and run to the Mythical Ancestral Land to make things difficult for your family."

Hearing Lin Xueman's promise, Jiang Lingkong felt relieved.

"Are you going with us?" Lin Xueman said.

Jiang Lingkong smiled slightly and said, "I won't go back for the time being. Since I'm here, I want to see the main time and space."

"That's it...you're alone?" Lin Xueman asked, a little worried.

But when she thought about it carefully, her worries were purely unnecessary. Jiang Lingkong was not an ordinary young man. This young man could help them break through the blockade that had never been crossed for millions of years. You can imagine how terrible he was.

Even if the main time and space are more dangerous to him, with his strength and the identity of Jue Shi, I believe that he can escape danger.

That night, the deep mountains were not peaceful, and the people of the Huang clan successively attracted about 100,000 people.

This is not too late, the project will continue for several days.

The Wilderness Clan will gather a million troops to enter the mythical ancestral land.

However, according to Lin Xueman, even if there are a million people, it would be good if the large army could have left 100,000 people when it entered the mythical ancestral land.

This time, they were going to cross the main continent and enter a special place from there to the mythical ancestral land.

Along the way, the masters of the hundreds of tribes in the main continent will definitely try their best to stop them, and the battle will continue, so the road ahead is dangerous and still full of unknowns.

The next morning, Jiang Lingkong was about to set off.

More than 20 saints from the Wilderness Clan and everyone from Daoling Village came to see Jiang Lingkong off.

"Isn't you really not with us?" asked the big witch.

Jiang Lingkong nodded.

None of the other saints spoke, but in fact they knew it well that their future was worrying.

Moreover, Jiang Lingkong helped them break the blockade line, and he was already done with kindness and righteousness.

At present, some tribe leaders took out some things and gave them to Jiang Lingkong, which was to give him some compensation.

The gifts from the saints are nothing but ordinary things, and each one is a peerless treasure.

Although the Wasteland Continent is not rich, it is much worse than the main continent. However, these treasures collected by leaders can be said to be the best treasures in the Wasteland Continent.

Jiang Lingkong was not pretentious and put it away.

"Take care all the way." Huang Zhan also came over and said to Jiang Lingkong.

This is a powerful young man who went to the mythical ancestral land and had a bright future. He would rise in that golden age and become a saint earlier.

The continent of the desert is barren, but even so, the deserted war can become the Holy Sect for more than a hundred years. As time goes by, the mythical ancestral land enters a golden age, and there is no shortage of opportunities or luck. The deserted war will grow even more terrifyingly.

Similarly, Jiang Lingkong glanced at the little Loli Noi with big eyes and blinking eyes. She was a body of immortals in Wanjie. After arriving at the Mythical Ancestral Land, she would also make a splash and her strength would be out of control.

"These people are all overlords in the golden age." Jiang Lingkong sighed in his heart.

He said goodbye to everyone and set off on his way.

Jiang Lingkong walked out of the deep mountains alone, then set up somersault clouds and flew away directly.

Jiang Lingkong understands the mountains and rivers of the main time and space at this moment.

Under the golden void, Jiang Lingkong drove the somersault clouds and walked forward, feeling the magnificent mountains and rivers.

Back then, Jiang Lingkong remembered that Yunxuan said that the main time and space are vast, even larger than the other starry sky, the three thousand realms combined.

Of course, this also includes the Wasteland Continent and some other mysterious places, but even so, this continent is vast enough and abundant enough.

"I don't know where Miao Hongchen and his aunt Jiang Yuxi are." Jiang Lingkong said inwardly.

When they came to the main time and space together, they didn’t know where on this continent.

Especially when thinking of Jiang Yuxi, Jiang Lingkong was eager to see him. He wanted to ask Jiang Yuxi for some questions.

Who is Jiang Yuxi who lives in the world now? Who is the dead Jiang Yuxi...

If we talk about this main time and space continent, it is really not an ordinary vastness. Jiang Lingkong's speed of controlling somersault clouds is amazing. After all, this is not a mythical ancestral land, and there is no limit on air control. It can be said that birds flying high in the sky and fish swimming in the water.

But even so, Jiang Lingkong flew for three days and three nights, but he didn't see anyone.

It was not until the fourth day that Jiang Lingkong finally saw a figure, and some people went in and out of the wilderness and then headed towards a place.

There is a magnificent city that has existed for countless years, ancient and vicissitudes, but it is very magnificent.

Jiang Lingkong fell down somersault clouds and walked towards the city.

With a huge city and a crowd, Jiang Lingkong saw all kinds of people, different races, and different images.

In fact, the main time and space of the hundred races are just a general term. There are not only a hundred races here. If you really want to count them, there are countless ethnic groups, and if there is no ten thousand, there will be eight thousand. And they are all named and surnamed. If those unnamed ethnic groups in remote areas are also counted, it is really an astronomical number.

After Jiang Lingkong entered the city, he was immediately attracted by a crowded place.

In a square with a statue of the divine sword, a crane fell down, and an old man in green sat cross-legged on it, with a fairy-like and a scent on his body, which was amazing, which attracted the exclamation of a person.

This is a powerful man at the level of the Holy Sect, but he is not an ordinary Holy Sect because he is about to become a saint.

It can be said that this is a quasi-saint.

Moreover, this quasi-saint exuded a breath that made Jiang Lingkong very familiar.

"Yunxuan?"

What Jiang Lingkong sensed from this quasi-saint was the aura similar to Yunxuan. This was the reason for practicing the same kind of martial arts. In other words, this quasi-saint was from the same clan as Yunxuan.

The Yaoguang clan is the name of the clan where Yunxuan is located, ranking 27th. Such a ranking is already very amazing.

At this moment, the quasi-saint of the Yaoguang clan came here, riding a crane, not knowing why.

And at this moment, there were also voices of discussion around.

From these comments, Jiang Lingkong learned that the Yaoguang tribe opened a secret place called the Immortal Hall this time, and it is said that there are spiritual classics left by ancient saints in it.

Over the years, the Yaoguang clan has always said that the Immortal Hall is regarded as a holy place. Only the outstanding people in the clan are qualified to enter the Immortal Hall and admire the spiritual classics of the ancient saints.

But this time, the Yaoguang tribe opened the fairy hall to the public, selected a group of capable people and strange people to enter the fairy hall and strengthen themselves.

As for what the purpose of doing this is, it has not been completely spread yet, but some major families have already known it, but have not announced it.
Chapter completed!