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Chapter 125: The Secret of the Holy Land

"Is this a war that took place in the Ancient Immortal Era? It was too tragic. Immortal King-level practitioners were buried in the dead universe. Their flesh and blood were corrupted, leaving only white broken bones."

Lin Yi withdrew his gaze.

The mood is a little heavy.

That dragon bone, which is as vast as the starry sky, is really shocking.

It is much vaster than the grandest galaxy. It is difficult to imagine how powerful this true dragon must have been when it was alive. Unfortunately, it was still cut off, all the essence and blood was refined, and the traces of the Dao on the corpse were all erased.

Already.

"Hmm...there seems to be a crowd behind there?"

After entering this space.

Lin Yi has always been very vigilant. Even if he knew that this place was an illusion, he did not dare to relax at all. He hoped to find some Taoism passed down from ancient times in this illusion, or to know some secrets.

Just like the keel just now.

If the runes on it were not erased, it would be a great blessing for Lin Yi.

The complete True Dragon Treasure Technique will not be weaker than the Peace of Chaos Technique and Taichu Ancient Scriptures in Lin Yi's hands. It is a genuine magical technique that can bring a huge increase in Lin Yi's combat power. This method inherited from the ancient immortal era is very important.

It has reference value.

Actually.

Lin Yi was very suspicious.

Even in the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, there may not be a complete true dragon inheritance.

"War! Destroyed everything!"

Lin Yi turned around.

The look on his face turned cold.

Looking at the mutilated corpses around him.

Some people were really young and immature, they looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, but they held long guns and walked to the forefront of the war. They died here, their bodies were not whole, their eyes were pecked out by birds, leaving two

His dark eyes stared tightly at the bloody sky.

There were cries in the sky.

That was the vision brought about by the death of a supreme master of human nature.

Actually during this period.

Lin Yi had already seen the corpses of more than one Supreme Humanity falling from the sky.

The supreme being at the pinnacle of humanity.

Lin Yi is already an unimaginable master in this era.

Even in the Holy Land of Taichu.

Such existence is also the foundation of the Holy Land.

For example, Beast King, Daoxuan Supreme, etc.

In the Sutra Pavilion, these supreme masters taught Lin Yi the magical method, which was of great help to her.

It has played a huge role in many occasions.

but.

In the battlefield of the Immortal Ancient Era.

The Supreme Humanity is just a pawn charging forward.

The only person who can truly determine the outcome of that war is the Immortal King, or even a more powerful being.

"What happened in that era? Such a powerful civilization has been destroyed. Will we make the same mistake again?"

Lin Yi couldn't help but start thinking.

"Is the Golden Age the beginning of a great era, or a flashback before a great crisis?"

"The old man in the Sutra Pavilion once warned me not to get too in-depth with some things from the Immortal Ancient Era. In fact, rationally speaking, I also think that it is not beneficial to get in touch with these things too early."

Lin Yi sighed.

Looking at the corpse of the young man at his feet.

On the battlefield, a breeze blew.

The corpse's head was tilted, and its empty eyes were staring at Lin Yi, as if he wanted to tell her something, or as if he was warning her.

"boom!"

A ball of fire passed by.

The red tongue of fire licked the boy's corpse, leaving behind a wave of light and death.

Lin Yi waved.

Put away the fire.

There is a little sadness on the handsome face of Wu Zhu:

"I'm overthinking it. No matter how realistic it is, it's just an illusion after all."

After the battlefield.

It is a rolling mountain range, grey-brown and bare. There is no vegetation on the mountain tops, only a few black thorns growing among them. Large areas of earth and stone are dry and cracked, exuding an ominous aura. The spiritual energy is extremely thin, like a

It was like a cursed earth, but Lin Yi noticed the smoke of people coming from the deep mountains.

"Go there and take a look, maybe you will see a different view."

This battlefield is too depressing.

Even though I know it's an illusion.

But Lin Yi still unconsciously took part in it, feeling a little out of breath.

Inexplicable.

She had a hunch that if some changes were not made, the current Three Thousand Worlds might repeat the mistakes of the Immortal Ancient.

"Maybe not as good as that."

Lin Yi looked up.

Blood rain pours from the sky, the iron-black sky hangs very low, red meteors continue to fall from outside the territory, hitting the ground, magma rises into the sky, big cracks are everywhere, the entire continent looks like it could happen at any time

Like a complete collapse.

"after all!"

"In the Ancient Immortal Period, there were many powerful Immortal Kings. But now after the Dark Ages, the Three Thousand Great Worlds and the Immortal World are completely separated. Let alone Immortal Kings, even becoming an Immortal is an extremely difficult thing. Times have changed.

, becomes even more unfavorable to spiritual practice.”

My heart felt like there was a stone pressing on it.

Lin Yi felt heavy.

Walking towards the mountains not far away, even if you may encounter danger and uncertainty, you still hope to gain insight into the truth about the Seventeenth Immortal.

Although her current strength is not strong, she has a promising future.

At the very least, we can make some preparations in advance.

Purple air is vertical and horizontal, and Dao patterns are diffuse.

In a few steps, Lin Yi crossed the mountains and arrived at the deep, continuous mountain.

"This may have been a treasure land once, but the spiritual energy withered and was wiped out by the great supernatural power, turning it into a bad land!"

The scenery along the way surprised Lin Yi.

There was an abandoned medicinal garden, which was very vast. Lin Yi even identified traces of several sacred medicines in it. However, these sacred treasures were all dead, and all the magic was brutally taken away. It was all yellow, and a breeze blew through it.

It can take away a large piece of dead leaves.

There are also dried spiritual springs, broken sacred mountains, and thick withered bones of spiritual beasts, etc.

Even if you can only see a scaly claw, it is extremely shocking.

"Perhaps, this place was once a sacred mountain, no less than a holy land for cultivation. However, when the catastrophe came, even the sacred mountain could not escape. It was shattered alive, leaving only a few traces."

Corpses crossing the sacred mountain.

Lin Yi's expression became heavier and heavier, as gloomy as if he could drip water.

"There is no doubt that there was a great civilization in the Immortal Ancient Era, but it was completely cut off. After millions of years, there are not even many traces left."

"And, these things are man-made."

"It's like cutting leeks. Once the leeks are ripe, those hidden behind the scenes will cut them off cruelly. No matter what kind of genius myth it is, they can't escape their murderous hands."

"No!"

"Perhaps not all people are dead. Some people choose to escape, or even choose to betray, and join the camp of the black hands. This is for sure. Although there are few records, I know that some ancient forces have always existed.

In, older than this era.”

Lin Yi's face couldn't help but turn pale when he thought of this.

"For example, the sect I am currently in...the Holy Land of Taichu. It is such an ancient existence."

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