"Go straight in?"
Han Yun gave a little pause, with some doubt on his face. This system will not pit him!
What the power of martial god.
He doesn't even have a feeling. Is it so mysterious as the system says.
"Die, die!"
After thinking for a long time, Han Yun still chose to believe in the system and step out. Unlike others, Han Yun directly jumped into the Jiuyou river.
"Who is this person?"
"It seems to be brother Niu!"
"Brother Niu forced didn't bring anything. This is..."
……
A voice of astonishment rang out, and they looked at Han Yun in a daze.
Others go in with all kinds of babies.
Han Yun jumped directly like this, as if the Jiuyou river was an ordinary river.
"System, you can't pit me!"
Han Yun murmured and fell into the Jiuyou river.
"Buzzing, buzzing..."
The next moment, a force that destroys the sky and the earth, North and South Korean clouds came in an instant.
"Dead!"
Han Yun was very surprised in his eyes.
"Boom!"
But when Han Yun was stunned, his left hand became very bright at this moment. The whole arm became gold, as if it were made of gold.
"Hua la..."
The river dispersed, and the Jiuyou river seemed to have its own wisdom to make way for Han Yun.
"Nothing?"
Han Yun opened his eyes full of surprises.
"Buzzing, buzzing..."
But the next moment, Han Yun's face changed again, his mind moved, and a painting appeared in Han Yun's palm.
At this moment.
The painting in Han Yun's hand began to change rapidly. On the originally blank white paper, an illusory figure was emerging.
"What's going on?"
Han Yun asked in a deep voice.
"System Tip: this painting contains the power of origin. It should be the original heart left by abandoning God in those years!"
"It is also the key to open the war clan seal!"
The sound of the system sounded in Han Yun's mind.
"You say this thing can open the seal of the war clan?"
Han Yun asked in a deep voice.
"That's right!"
The system replied.
"Where is the seal of the war clan?"
Han Yun asked again.
"System prompt: the master can go along this road now. The ancestral land of the war clan is at the end of heaven and earth!"
The sound of the system sounded in Han Yun's mind.
"The end of heaven and earth?"
Han Yun gave a slight meal.
"Yes, under the Jiuyou, that is, the deepest place in the world. Continue, that is the end of the world and the place of origin!"
The sound of the system sounded in Han Yun's mind.
"The place of origin?"
Han Yun looked slightly changed and then said in a deep voice, "so, the ancestral land of the war clan is in the land of origin?"
"No, outside the place of origin!"
"The place of origin is deeper than the ancestral land of the war clan!"
The sound of the system came again.
"Deeper!"
Han Yun took a deep breath.
Then, with a flash of his body, Han Yun walked towards the depths of the Jiuyou River along the way out of the way of the Jiuyou river.
In the sky.
There are countless strong people in the world. Now there are saints everywhere in the heaven. Even the strong people of God ancestors can be seen occasionally. As for the 10000 families, they have been recognized by Yuan Yue and others.
Led to a small place.
This place.
It is where Xihai Dragon Palace is located.
"Xiao Jin, do you say that you dragon people like to build tombs so much?"
Looking at the tombs in front of him, Yuan Yue asked with a grin.
"I don't know!"
Xiao Jin shook her head slightly when she heard this.
But the next moment.
In Xiao Jin's eyes, the light suddenly soared.
"What's that?"
Xiao Jin's eyes fell in the middle of the tomb. Where, a dark power was spreading wildly. Behind the dark, there was nothing.
As if somewhere, leading to a deeper place.
"Let's go in and have a look!"
Yuan Yue said coldly.
"Be careful, call the brothers first!"
Xiao Jin took a deep breath.
Intuition told him.
This place is unusual.
a moment.
The disciples of the death War Regiment all appeared in front of the tomb, and a group of people walked into the depths of the tomb.
"Go, it's dangerous here!"
A roar came, and Xiao Jin's figure disappeared in the tomb. Yuan Yue and others hurriedly retreated with the disciples of the death battle group.
"What's going on?"
"Where's head Xiao Jin?"
"Let's find him!"
……
The look of the crowd changed greatly. Some disciples of the death War Regiment wanted to move on.
"Stop!"
Yuan Yue took a deep breath and shouted.
"What the hell is this?"
Xuanyuan Lei asked in surprise.
"I don't know!"
Yuan Yue looks very ugly. Why is Xiao Jin's repair so terrible? Yuan Yue is very clear. It can be said that Xiao Jin's combat power is not much worse than that of ordinary Shenzu strongmen.
"Is it..."
It seemed that he remembered something. Yuan Yue's pupils contracted and his eyes were full of impressiveness.
He sounded
The dark place on the Xuanling continent, like here, was empty and dead, like a giant beast waiting for its prey.
"I'll send a message to the boss. Only the boss knows where this is!"
Yuan Yue took a deep breath.
In the war group, he sent the news to Han Yun, but at this time, Han Yun had entered the Jiuyou River and rushed to the ancestral land of the Korean War family. Han Yun didn't explore the war group at all.
Deep in the Jiuyou river.
"Hua la..."
A chaotic space appeared, and Han Yun seemed to pass through countless voids and fall on a dry ground.
"Han Yun!"
A voice sounded. Han Yun turned his head and saw that it was the Sword Fairy and the Buddha.
"Hello, two predecessors!"
Han Yun arched his hand slightly.
"Brother Niu!"
With the appearance of Han Yun, a lot of voices came, and a lot of figures appeared in front of Han Yun.
"Han Yun, you came just in time. The ancestral land of the war clan is right here. Open the ancestral land of the war clan quickly!"
The Sword Fairy looked at Han Yun and said with a smile.
"Open the ancestral land of the war clan?"
Han Yun's eyes flashed. The Sword Fairy was from yaochi island. Naturally, he knew what conditions were needed for the ancestral land of the war clan to open.
"Do you want the original God coffin?"
Han Yun looked at the crowd and asked in a deep voice.
"That's right!"
The Sword Fairy nodded her head. When others heard Han Yun's words, their eyes twinkled.
"Han Yun doesn't care about the origin God coffin, but I have one condition to open the ancestral land of the war clan?"
Han Yun looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice.
"What conditions?"
The sword fairy asked in a deep voice.
"The original God coffin was sealed by the strongest of our war clan. I hope you won't hurt the disciples of our war clan when you seize the original God coffin!"
Han Yun looked at the crowd and said coldly.
"This is no problem!"
Sakyamuni Buddha directly agreed.
"I agree!"
The Sword Fairy nodded.
"We agree to brother Niu's conditions!"
"Brother Niu, open the seal quickly!"
A voice came.
"Good!"
The light in Han Yun's eyes soared, and then a painting suddenly appeared in Han Yun's hands.
"The ancestral land of the war clan, open it to me!"
With a cold drink, the painting in Han Yun's hand suddenly burst out, and then an extremely terrible force spread around with Han Yun as the center.
"Boom..."
The world shook, whether it was the heaven, the Xuanling continent, or the Jiuyou world and the Wanjie world, all shook at this moment.
"You're still here..."
A voice sounded in the void. What appeared in front of everyone was a gray and chaotic gas. In the endless chaos, an island loomed!