"Good heavens! Another ninth Holy Son has arrived! "
Seeing the woman, Mad Monk Daxing, who was hiding in the darkness of the Void, choked. "It seems that the Green-robed Patriarch has achieved his goal this time. The Blessed Grotto-Heavens must have been affected, and the situation is starting to become chaotic. Otherwise, the Holy Land would not have sent two Saints. Damn it, why does it seem like they have come with ill intentions?"
"She's also the Ninth Saint?"
Gu Qingfeng asked in surprise. He recognized the woman born from the Holy Light. It could not be said that he knew her, but they had met a few times. Back then, when he had merged with the Blood of Original Sin in the secular world, and when he had challenged the Great Path of Immortals and Buddhas for little Jin Er, this woman had appeared.
It was none other than Xuanyuan Tong.
"Nonsense! What do you think? "
Although Gu Qingfeng had met Xuanyuan Tong a few times back then, that was all. He only knew that Xuanyuan Tong came from the Holy Land. As for the rest, he did not know and was not interested. Hearing Mad Monk Daxing's words, he narrowed his eyes and took a closer look. As expected, like Xuanyuan Hao, who had appeared first, they were destined to meet calamity and had the Divine Bloodline.
"Damn it! Even Gentle Breeze, the oldest of the old fellows, has come out personally! "
On the field.
An old man appeared with Xuanyuan Tong.
The old man wore a gray robe and had white hair and a benevolent face. He was the oldest of the old fellows that Mad Monk Daxing had mentioned. People called him Patriarch Gentle Breeze, and some called him the Half-Saint Patriarch.
In terms of seniority, Patriarch Gentle Breeze was indeed the oldest of the old fellows. Even the Tiger Immortal and Green Wood Immortal had to respectfully address him as senior.
Speaking of which.
Patriarch Gentle Breeze had been very famous in the Antiquity Age, and was a highly respected senior in the Immortal Path.
Back then.
Before the Daoless Sin appeared, the 3,000 Great Paths all yearned for the Divine Path.
Although there were very few who had successfully entered the Divine Path, it did not mean that there were none. Patriarch Gentle Breeze was one of them.
Back then, he had entered the Divine Path as an Immortal, and had caused quite a stir.
Although he had not yet become a Saint, he was already a Half-Saint. Therefore, he was also known as the Half-Saint Patriarch.
"Kekekeke!"
The Green-robed Ancestor's sinister and deep laughter sounded again, "I was wondering who it was. So it's the famous Ancestor Gentle Wind! Kekekeke! "
"Green Robe, I didn't think that after so many years, you would still remember I. This really surprises me."
Patriarch Gentlewind's beard was very long. He stood in the void with one hand behind his back and the other stroking his beard. Layers of sacred halos radiated from his body.
"Kekekeke! Old Ancestor Gentle Wind entered the Saint Realm as an Immortal and his name shook the Great Wilderness. How could I not remember him? However … "The Green-robed Old Ancestor changed the topic and said," Countless years have passed since the Desolate Era. Why haven't you become a Saint? It seems like you've lived all these years in vain! "
"Hahaha!"
Patriarch Gentle Wind threw his head back and laughed heartily. He didn't seem to mind. After laughing, he said, "I's talent is lacking and my comprehension is limited. I'm afraid I have no hope of becoming a Saint in this lifetime."
It wasn't clear if Patriarch Gentle Wind was being modest or if he was speaking the truth. He continued, "But you, you conspired against the True Lord of Original Sin and were suppressed by the Ruins of End for countless years. After you came out, you didn't repent and continued to persist in going about things the wrong way. You didn't succeed in the Desolate Era, so don't tell me you still have hope in the Modern Era?"
"Kekekeke!"
The Green-robed Ancestor laughed, his laughter especially deranged.
Even stranger was that as the Green-robed Ancestor laughed maniacally, the entire Li Palace began to change.
The Li Palace, which had been enveloped in sacred light, seemed like a holy world. The sky was filled with sacred light, and the Aura of Original Sin that had filled the sky earlier began to dissipate like smoke.
However, along with the Green-robed Ancestor's laughter, the Original Sin that covered the sky swept over again. The Original Sin Aura that covered the sky once again spread out as if the ashes had been reignited.
The Li Palace, which had been enveloped in sacred light, gradually dimmed.
One couldn't help but marvel at this scene.
Marvel at the Green-robed Ancestor's strength.
As expected of the existence of Original Sin, he could silently cause Original Sin to engulf the world.
"Why don't I repent? Why do I persist in going about things the wrong way? Kekekeke! I'll tell you why!
"As long as karma doesn't die, Original Sin won't die!
"As long as fate doesn't rest, Original Sin won't die!
"As long as the Great Dao doesn't die, no Dao can open!
"As long as the heavens and earth don't die, the universe doesn't appear!
"As long as falsehood doesn't break, the truth is unclear!"
The Green-robed Ancestor laughed and shouted. His laughter grew more and more savage, and his shouts grew more and more severe.
At the same time, the Original Sin in the sky grew stronger and stronger, devouring the Sacred Light.
On the field.
Patriarch Gentle Wind stood in the air, stroking his white beard and smiling silently.
After Xuanyuan Tong appeared, her beautiful face was filled with solemn worry, as if she had something on her mind.
In front of them, the white-robed Xuanyuan Hao stood tall, looking as gentle as jade, with a smile on his face and a folding fan in his hand. He didn't seem to make any movements, but the white dot between his eyebrows suddenly flashed, and then a ray of sacred light shot into the sky. Two rays, three rays … nine rays, a hundred rays, a thousand rays …
Countless rays of sacred light bloomed, and in an instant, the Original Sin that had filled the sky was riddled with holes. At this moment, Xuanyuan Hao was like a sacred sun, and also like the source of holiness, blooming with endless sacred light. It was as if he was a god covered in sacred light, making people gasp in amazement.
A series of crackling sounds could be heard.
The sacred light that filled the sky began to compete with the Original Sin that filled the sky, devouring each other like fire and water.
"Damn it! They're fighting just like that? "
The Mad Monk Daxing, who was hiding in the dark, had a complicated expression on his face. He seemed to be in disbelief and a little confused, but more than that, he was excited. There was also a hint of schadenfreude. He said, "Nothing has happened yet. Why the f * ck have they started? Isn't it a little too early?"
In the Mad Monk Daxing's mind.
The Sacred Land must have come to stabilize the situation, or perhaps to express the Sacred Land's attitude.
Logically speaking, the Sacred Land could not act.
The reason was simple.
The time was not right.
Not to mention that Wudao Mountain had not appeared yet, even the origin of the Ancient Desolate Nine Palaces had not appeared yet. The Sacred Land would definitely not act so early.
Firstly.
No one knew who the true Lord of Original Sin was. There was no point in killing the variables of the Original Sin now.
Secondly.
Acting at this time would only make the situation more chaotic. The more chaotic the situation was, the more disadvantageous it would be for the Sacred Land. And even if they acted, they could not act against the Green-robed Ancestor.
Although the Green-robed Ancestor had cultivated the Original Sin itself, but in the end, he had not integrated the true blood of the Original Sin, nor was he a Original Sin variable. In other words, his influence was not great, and it was impossible for him to be the True Lord chosen by the Original Sin.
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