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Chapter seven hundred and thirteenth bastard boy

Although Ye Tian was surprised that he could get the death decision of the Death Emperor, the little witch did not have a trace of joy, but instead had a trace of worry on his face. ()

"Ye Tian, ​​among the five great gods, the reputation of the Death God Emperor is not very good."

"Oh? What does it mean?"

"The bloody storm on the continent back then seemed to be caused by this Death God Emperor, and the Death God Emperor's death decision was too harmful to the way of heaven, so the four great God Emperors joined forces to suppress it. Now you have practiced the Death God Emperor's death decision, and I am afraid that in the future..."

Although the little witch did not finish her words, the meaning was already very obvious. Death was too evil, and I am afraid that the world would abandon Ye Tian.

Ye Tian also knew the meaning of the little witch's words, but it was impossible to let him give up the Death Death Death Death. After all, in the Valley of Hell, he personally felt the benefits brought to him by the Death Death Death.

"Shanshan, what is the name of the ancestors of the three holy places?"

"Piaomiao Divine Emperor".

"Then tell me about the three holy places."

Hearing Ye Tian's words, the little witch could only sigh helplessly, because she knew very well that Ye Tian wanted to change the topic. In fact, she also understood Ye Tian's reluctance in his heart. No matter what, the temptation of the martial arts left by a divine emperor was simply too great.

"At that time, the Piaomiao Divine Emperor created three holy lands, which were led by his three disciples. After the Piaomiao Divine Emperor took the three disciples to leave the holy land, the three holy lands began to chaos."

Ye Tian could feel that the three holy lands looked extremely harmonious on the surface, but there were constant disputes behind their backs, and no one wanted to get the title of the top three holy lands. ()

"By the way, it seems that half a month later, it will be the ten-year holy land competition."

“The Decade-One Holy Land Competition?”

He nodded gently and said the Holy Land Competition. The little witch seemed to have forgotten what happened just now. He said with an excited look: "Every ten years, the three holy lands will hold a holy land competition. Warriors under the age of thirty can participate. The top ten can not only get rewards, but also get the opportunity to enter the holy land space to experience."

“Where is the Holy Land Space?”

"It is said that there is a holy space in the middle of the three holy lands, which is the space opened up by the Piaomiao Divine Emperor with great magical powers. The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth inside is a hundred times stronger than that outside, and there are divine artifacts inside, and there is the legendary Qiankun Hall of the Piaomiao Divine King."

"Is Qiankun Palace a magical artifact?"

Hearing Ye Tian's words, the little witch's face clearly showed a hint of surprise and asked, "How did you know? Legend has it that Qiankun Palace is indeed a magical weapon. When the Piaomiao Divine Emperor left the holy land, he did not take Qiankun Palace away, but stayed in the holy land space."

As expected, Ye Tian had already thought that the Divine Emperor's artifact must be a artifact. To this point, Ye Tian knew only two artifacts, in addition to the Qiankun Palace, it was the Fate Compass.

"Since that's the case, why don't the three holy places enter the holy places together to find the magical artifact Qiankun Hall?"

"Do you think the three holy lands are unwilling? It's just that. The holy land space is opened once every ten years, and it can only enter ten people. The cultivation level of ten people cannot reach the realm of the Martial God. And the strangest thing is that when the holy land space is opened, only warriors under the age of thirty can enter."

"oh?"

Hearing the little witch's words, Ye Tian felt a little surprised. The Holy Land Space could automatically select the candidate to enter the space. Such magical powers were simply amazing.

At the first moment, Ye Tian had already decided to participate in this holy land competition and then enter the holy land space no matter what. After all, he knew the meaning of a magical artifact.

It seemed that he could guess what Ye Tian was thinking. There was a charming smile on his face and said, "Don't worry, with your strength and you are your father's registered disciple, you will definitely be there in this holy land."

"Did there already be someone who is appointed to Piaomiao Fantasy Mansion?"

"Of course, my second brother, third brother, and several senior brothers are all set up. Although warriors under the age of thirty can participate, in order to save time, each holy land can only send ten people to participate in the holy land competition. But don't worry, you will definitely be out of the ten places at that time."

He nodded gently. Ye Tian had extremely strong confidence in the top ten in the Holy Land Competition. Although his cultivation level had just reached the level of the One-Star Sword Emperor, even if he encountered a strong man at the Martial Saint level, he probably wouldn't have any worries.

Moreover, warriors under the age of thirty have restricted many strong people from participating in the competition. Although the three holy places are a holy place for cultivation, it seems unlikely to reach the realm of the martial god before the age of thirty.

"Shanshan, I want to ask you a question."

"Yeah, ask."

"What is the name of the eldest master of Lingxiao Palace and how is his cultivation? Please introduce this person to me."

When he heard Ye Tian ask the eldest master of Lingxiao Palace, the little witch asked in surprise: "Do you know Lin Feng?"

"I don't know, I just heard of it."

"Oh, the eldest young master of Lingxiao Palace is Lin Feng. Speaking of Lin Feng, he is really amazing. He is less than 30 years old this year, and his cultivation has reached the level of the Great Perfection of the Martial Saint. It seems that a few days ago, Lin Feng also reported that he will definitely get the first place in this holy land competition."

The first place? Let him go to hell. Ye Tian thought fiercely, because outside the ancient ruins, Kong Fei of the Purple Thunder Sect told himself that the eldest master of Lingxiao Palace, one of the three holy places, would marry Xiaoyu on the full moon night three years later.

Originally, Ye Tian planned to solve this problem in three years, but now he has entered the holy land and has encountered the ten-year holy land competition. How could he let such a good opportunity go easily?

"Little sister, where is that bastard boy? Let me see."

At this moment, a roar suddenly rang outside the Xingyue Pavilion, and then two middle-aged strong men broke into the door. From a distance, they saw two big men like black bears moving towards Ye Tian quickly.

Even with Ye Tian's concentration, when he saw the two strong men, he was not only a little shocked by them, because their bodies were too exaggerated, like two living black bears.

Without guessing Ye Tian also knew that the two big men who came in were the second and third brothers of the little witch, but what surprised him was that the cultivation of the two strong men had reached the level of Martial Saint.

"Are you the bastard who deceived my sister?" The big man's voice was like thunder rolling in the sky, which made the entire Star Falcon Pavilion seem to tremble.
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