Chapter 675: Fall of the Holy King

Walking zigzagging all the way, Ye Zhong's speed was very slow, because as long as there is a slight deviation in this place, it will be the end of being unable to turn over forever. This place is almost exactly the same as that day in the East Emperor Bell and in the Dengtian Road Formation. It can be said that every step is startling. If you make a wrong step, you will be lost forever, and you will never live. Neither can stay.

In all directions, immortal energy is rising, dragon energy is lingering, and every step that falls does not seem to be in the world. There is a strange law of heaven and earth in all directions, as if to change everything.

Ye Zhong sighed more and more as he walked, the time was wrong, there was no way, if he could live for millions of years, he would definitely reenter this place, but unfortunately everything was too far away, so he could only think about it.

After walking for a while, Ye Zhong's expression froze slightly, because there was a figure sitting cross-legged on a bluestone in front of him at this moment. The figure has a terrifying aura all over its body, which is very frightening, and one can vaguely see streaks of immortal energy lingering around its body, like a god king, which is very shocking.

Ye Zhong frowned, and sacrificed the purple Shennong Cauldron and Benyue Sword almost subconsciously, because the realm of the person in front of him was so high that even Ye Zhong couldn't see through it for a while. It can be vaguely inferred that as long as the other party is willing, one finger can press himself to death.

"Absolutely above the emperor, is this the legendary saint?" Ye Zhong frowned, never expecting to see a saint in this world, and appeared in the depths of the gods.

"It's not a saint, but a saint king above a saint. If he is willing, a single thought can destroy a whole piece of emperor." The small wheel transmitted sound, and it quickly stuck to Ye Zhong's body at this moment, obviously for him This holy king is very jealous.

Ye Zhong gasped, and his expression became more and more strange. He naturally knew what the Holy King was. That is an existence far surpassing that of saints, and can be called the king among saints. The gap between his strength and his own is the difference between heaven and earth.

It's just that Ye Zhong couldn't figure it out, how could there be such a person in the depths of the Shenxu? Could it be from the previous guardian clan?

"senior!"

After a moment of silence, Ye Zhong spoke softly, but at this moment he was very guilty, because the other party could kill him at any time as long as he wanted, which was something no trump card could resist.

The person in front remained motionless, still breathing out dragon energy, and the immortal energy lingered around his body, which was very terrifying.

"That's not right. Although this person still has a strong vitality and his physical body is still alive, his spiritual consciousness should be wiped out. Although he is still alive, it is almost the same as death. He is just a walking dead, not even as good as a walking dead." Xiao Lun spoke suddenly and made a judgment.

Ye Zhong was shocked. After hesitating for a moment, he quickly stepped forward. After a few careful glances, his heart was filled with shock.

The holy king in front of him has four eyes and six ears. Although he is similar to a human figure, he is obviously not from a human race. Its physical body was intact, and the aura and fairy light in its body flowed independently, as if it was practicing on its own, making his physical body immortal. However, there is really no soul between his brows, only the body is left.

"What the hell happened..." Ye Zhong was silent, this person died too strangely, it would be fine if his body was damaged. The physical body is intact but the soul is gone, it is hard to imagine what happened to him.

"A good physical body. If some people who practice magic arts encounter this scene, they will definitely go crazy. They don't even need to take it, but they can get a good physical body." Xiaolun sighed.

"Take a piece of wool." Ye Zhong curled his lips, "I'm afraid even the emperor can't get close to him in this world, why don't you give it a try?"

In fact, that was the case. If Ye Zhong hadn't sacrificed the Shennong Ding and Benyue Sword together at this moment, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to take a closer look, because that kind of aura was something that a little king like him could not resist. Even if Ye Zhong could not destroy the Golden Body Xiaocheng, it would not work. Because the level gap between the two sides is too large, it is like two completely different life forms. If they approach forcibly, it will only cause their bodies to collapse.

"Extreme Saint Soldiers!?"

Suddenly, Ye Zhong was startled. He stared at the palm of the Holy King. He was dragging a small and simple bell. At this moment, the bell was shaking slightly, exuding a terrifying aura.

Even Xiaolun was stunned, but there was no way, at this moment, there was no way for the two of them to get that bell, even if that thing was Emperor Dao Emperor Weapon, it was useless, because if they got close, they would basically be A dead end.

After standing in the same spot for a long time, Ye Zhong and Xiao Lun put away their other thoughts, then walked around the corpse of the holy king and walked forward slowly.

This Holy King is the best example, as long as you take a wrong step here, even if you are proud of the world, it will be useless, you will die directly. I am afraid that only when the Emperor of Heaven appears here can he be truly safe.

Bypassing the place where the holy king's corpse was just now, he continued to move forward cautiously. This time, he turned left and right. After walking less than a hundred miles, Ye Zhong approached the entrance of the valley. But the moment he entered, he saw blood red in front of his eyes, and a strong blood energy lingered here. Even if Ye Zhong was just standing at the entrance of the valley, he still felt horrified.

"Another holy king?" Ye Zhong looked forward, and there was a corpse suspended in the center of the valley, but this corpse was torn apart, and the limbs and head were torn off by violent means, and then thrown on the ground in all directions of the valley. And the blood that spread from the head, limbs, and body is not much, but every drop of it makes the blood rise.

This is definitely a holy king, because the aura he exudes is very similar to the holy king just now. But his death was countless times more miserable than that of the holy king just now. It is hard to imagine what kind of power caused the body of a holy king to be torn apart, and even the whole body could not be left behind.

Ye Zhong calculated silently, but with his current strength, he really couldn't figure out what kind of power caused a majestic holy king to end up like this. He could only vaguely speculate that it was probably caused by the killing array in Wanlong's Nest. But what level of killing formation can have such terrifying power, and whether someone is in charge of all this, he can't even calculate, he can only guess at the worst situation.

"If all the guesses are true, then Emperor Qing must have tampered with this place, because he is the only emperor who used talisman to prove the Dao. Sigh, looking very gloomy.

If Emperor Qing's methods were really so vicious, then Ye Zhong seriously suspected that the ancient picture scroll in his hand was actually a big hole. But things are hard to say, since ancient times, any one of the five heavenly emperors who have become emperors has been killed. Later generations admired the five heavenly emperors extremely, and they all left behind many great achievements after becoming emperors. But before becoming emperor, many heavenly emperors were hard to judge.

Therefore, if it is arranged for Emperor Qing at this moment, it is not impossible.

After sighing slightly, Ye Zhong continued to move forward. This time, he walked about 200 meters and saw another dead holy king. But it was even worse for a holy king, half of his body was obliterated in a crypt. At this moment, the crypt was still in chaos, trying to obliterate his physical body.

"Looking at their clothes and accessories, they seem to be from the same clan, and the age is not too far away, that is, about 100,000 years ago." Xiao Luan said suddenly, as if thinking of something.

"Could it be that these three holy kings are all from the Taoist clan?" Ye Zhong frowned slightly. In the past 100,000 years, although there have been a few saints in the four wastelands, they have long since become history. As for the holy king, they have never Haven't heard of it anywhere.

And these three holy kings all come from the same faction, so that faction is probably the closest guardian clan to this place. Ye Zhong silently calculated that maybe the Taoist clan had three holy kings in charge back then, so they could continue to live in this god market for so many years. But after they wanted to go deep into the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest and the three holy kings fell, the Taoist clan was completely finished.

If Ye Zhong's deduction is true, then the background of the Daoist clan is probably beyond imagination. Because this place is just a branch, there are three holy kings appearing, it's hard to imagine how powerful their main clan should be, maybe there is even a heavenly emperor in the clan, right?

"It's hard to find a Heavenly Emperor. At least in the past hundreds of thousands of years, no one has ever heard of becoming an emperor. Even if there is one in the Daoist clan, there is at most only one Great Emperor." Xiao Lun said lightly, explaining to Ye Zhong .

Ye Zhong nodded slightly. Although there is only one word difference between the Heavenly Emperor and the Great Emperor, the former is unique in all ages and invincible in the world. The two are not of the same magnitude at all and cannot be compared.

But for the world, in the age of Wutiandi, the Great Emperor was the only one, and any power with a Great Emperor was so powerful that it was unimaginable.

"Let's go, keep going." Ye Zhong sighed, and moved forward slowly, while being more cautious. The three holy kings of the Taoist family all fell here, which is enough to show that this place is terrible. If he falls, most likely he won't be able to leave even half a corpse, and can only be turned into a drop of dust.

As it gets closer and closer to the center of the Wanlong's Nest, the pressure around it is getting heavier and heavier, and every dragon energy seems to be loyal to Wanjun, pressing down from the sky. Fortunately, Ye Zhong had half of the ultimate holy weapon bodyguard in hand to be able to withstand such pressure, otherwise, most likely even he would not be able to withstand it, and would be directly shocked to death.

After walking a few more steps, Ye Zhong suddenly trembled. In front of him, an unimaginably powerful murderous intent rushed towards his face. Although it was incompatible with the entire Wanlong Nest, the powerful murderous intent was so terrifying that it was unimaginable.