Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

When Xia Yan put down such a cruel word, he flew towards the blue gas leaking from the tomb of the sky.

Anyway, these ruthless words were given to myself, so of course it was fearless.

When Xia Yan spoke, there was no psychological burden.

It was strange to say that when Xia Yan started to collect cyan gas, the speed was faster than that of his other body, but no one expressed objection.

Even, most people still think this is normal.

Maybe this is the benefit of before and after comparison.

Xia Yan is not the inexplicable person right now, he can be regarded as killing a **** and defending the existence of the laws of the six realms.

What he wants to do, it all makes sense.

There is a saying that those who are able work harder, but those who are able get the same amount, which seems to be so much for granted.

And once someone watched Xia Yan soak up the blue energy, and said a few sour words with jealousy, they would immediately be attacked by a group.

"You are a white-eyed wolf!"

"Don't you know who is still standing here alive because of whom?!"

"That's right, the brains are playing wild!"

A group of Xia Yan's **** fans will tear all the voices against Xia Yan like a hungry dog ​​at the first moment.

Of course, what Xia Yan has to do is considered finished.

On this day, everyone, whether it is the fairy gods of the East or the gods of other countries, will remember a law of the East.

Because the Eastern law is being defended.

As long as Xia Yan, the defender of the law, is never defeated, then all beings will consciously abide by his law.

In subtle changes, a good habit will always be formed.

At that time, Xia Yan could transform the Six Realms Court, or directly establish a new orthodoxy.

It belongs to his orthodoxy, the orthodoxy of Tianting.

And this time is obviously very urgent, counting the days, there is not much time left for Xia Yan.

He wants to grow stronger at the same time he can cultivate a force of his own.

Because Xia Yan couldn't always protect them by the people he cared about, that would be bad for them and bad for himself.

Xia Yan was unwilling to do the foolish act of painting the ground as a prison.

After first ensuring that you are strong, it is time for people around you to protect yourself.

Xia Yan's goal has always been clear.

It’s just that as he grows, he goes higher and farther, and sees more. Suddenly discovering that the catastrophe in his previous life is not as simple as he imagined, Xia Yan never dared to take the road ahead. The slightest slack stay.

Until now, he dare not stop.

"The cultivation base increases by 10283!"

"The cultivation base increases by 19127!"

"The repair base increases by 13736!"

"The cultivation base increases..."

"..."

While absorbing the blue qi, Xia Yan moved toward the depths of the blue qi.

Now, what he can do has been done, all the means to become stronger have been used, and he has reached the current peak. If there is no other chance for good luck, Xia Yan's progress rate will tend to a stable trend.

However, Xia Yan naturally didn't want to slow down, he also needed to become stronger.

And this tomb of the heavens, obviously must be entered.

No matter what Longtan and Tiger's Lair in front of him, this time, he couldn't walk away.

When Xia Yan followed the blue air and came under the glacier, and after waving the sea water in front of him, he split the sea in two halves, and an old Taoist priest carrying a wooden sword came to Xia Yan's side.

This old Taoist priest, Xia Yan had seen him in the video.

It was the day when the creatures in the Sixth Realm of Da Luo Tian first appeared in the public eye.

That was the first time the crack appeared. There were a dozen holy realm creatures from the sixth realm.

At that time, Xia Yan still couldn't reach their levels. In the entire five worlds of the fairy gods in the East, only Wu Xie, the current saint, came into contact with them.

For this old Taoist priest, Xia Yan is naturally very deep.

"Hello, senior." He smiled at the old Taoist and nodded, which was a kind of polite and quality greeting.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest was flattered, and he quickly checked to Xia Yan, saying: "Don’t dare, little friend, don’t call me a senior again. In front of you, my old man Where do things deserve to be called seniors."

Xia Yan was stunned for a moment, with some surprises. To tell the truth, this old Taoist was definitely older than him. It was reasonable to call senior, but he did not expect that the old Taoist would react so much.

The old Taoist looked towards Xia Yan, and then said: "The little friend is polite, but I really can't bear the old way. My monk, regardless of age, pursues the master as a teacher. If the little friend feels something is wrong , Then it’s not as good as you and me as my peers."

"In this way, it also seems closer." The old Taoist said with a smile.

Xia Yan smiled and said, "Dao is friendly."

"Eh, Dao is friendly."

The two smiled at each other.

For the old Taoist priests, in fact, Xia Yan did not have any malicious intent. On the contrary, he still had a good impression of the old Taoists, because Xia Yan still remembered that when his senior brother Wu Xie appeared in front of the creatures of the sixth realm of Da Luotian Holy Realm, only The old Taoist showed kindness to Wu Xie.

Xia Yan did not forget this point.

Wu Xie is the person he cares about, and because of this, Xia Yan has a slight affection for this old Taoist priest.

At least not the others. If someone were to change, Xia Yan might not even bother to take care of it.

"Hehe, Ling Yunzi, you old fellow who has lived for tens of thousands of years, why do you give such a big gift to a junior?"

"You are not just a person who is losing you, what you are losing is the face of all our holy realms in Da Luotian."

At this moment, many figures appeared behind Xia Yan.

All of them were cultivated in the holy realm.

If you don't reach the Holy Land, you don't even have the qualifications to enter.

Looking at it roughly, there are nearly twenty people.

The sacred creatures that are rarely seen on weekdays are not so scarce at the moment when the myths of the world converge.

In fact, there are definitely a lot of strong men in the world, but there are still many who have not recovered in this mythical age.

The one who spoke was a monster with a white tiger head.

Upon hearing this, Xia Yan swept his eyes coldly.

The white tiger family.

It turned out that in the Baihu clan, in addition to his guardian spirit Bai Ye, there was also a demon clan in the holy realm.

only……

Xia Yan's gaze changed suddenly, and a strange light flashed in that eye.

Bai Ye is the chief of the white tiger clan! When he became the guardian spirit of Xia Yan, he gave all the life sources of this white tiger clan to Xia Yan's hands.

It can be said that Xia Yan at this moment has mastered the life and death of more than 30 white tigers in the world.

All it takes is an idea! No matter how powerful this white tiger is, it will die on the spot!

Just as Xia Yan's heart flashed with killing thoughts, he suddenly had a whim and said in public a very famous Internet buzzword that thundered.

"Kneel down and call Dad..."