Chapter: 8508
Xinghai is a relatively regular spherical nebula, divided into an outer ring and an inner ring, the core of which is the Nine Mountains Realm, which looks like nine mountains.
Each mountain is divided into the bottom area, the mountainside area and the mountain top area.
"never heard of that."
Zhang Han shook his head slightly. He hadn't heard of any holy land in the past. It might be a small holy land.
Zhang Han also knows about the big holy places, and even went to some of them.
"The visitor is not good."
Immortal Wu Luo sighed again, more and more people around, soon gathered like a river, and flew near the space station.
Shui Tianxian Jun was facing thousands of people.
The opponent was supplemented by the six major cooperative sects, headed by the people who were in the cave like a holy place, and standing in the first position was a burly man who looked about 30 years old, and he was the Son of Yake.
"The son of Yake is the eighth-order crossing robbery."
Wu Luo Xianjun said beside him: "It's not far from the ninth level, but the status of the Holy Land is the highest in Xinghai. The ancestor Tianyi Xianjun of Dongruo Holy Land was at the peak of the catastrophe nine thousand years ago. He is powerful, so Dongruo The Holy Son of the Holy Land is also very authoritative, and the three hundred guards around him are all ninth-level Transcendence Tribulation, and more than half of them are stronger than the Palace Master."
"So strong?"
Yue Wuwei looked strange.
Unexpectedly, a holy son in this hole-like holy place, and any guard team, all members of the nine-level crossing tribulation.
So scary.
"Meet the Son of Yake."
Shuitian Xianjun cupped his hands in front of him.
The distance between the two is a thousand meters, not far away, and it is only a thought to go there.
But it is customary for the two parties to keep a certain distance in dialogue to prevent anyone from making a sudden move.
The comer was not kind, and Shuitian Xianjun naturally felt it.
At this time, more than a hundred thousand people in Yunxiao Palace also gathered, and they all stood not far behind Shuitian Xianjun.
Zhang Han and so on are watching in the first row.
Seeing that Shuitian Xianjun said hello, but the other party did not respond, he took the initiative to ask:
"I don't know what happened to the son of Yake?"
The son of Yake seemed too lazy to speak, playing with a small bird in his hand, a palm-sized beast, without even looking at Shuitian Xianjun, and waved his left hand slightly to the people beside him.
The attitude of ignoring shows the surface.
Shui Tianxian fell silent.
Although your Holy Land is awesome, but you, the son of Yake, is not the ninth rank, mad Nima?
The head of Huanhai faction smiled slightly:
"Let me be the representative of the six sects to talk about this matter. A few years ago, Yunxiao Palace had an in-depth cooperation with the six sects of me. I thought it was a profit and I could earn some resources, but I never expected that if I didn't earn resources, I would pay for it." A lot, according to the original agreement, you need to pay for all the lost resources of my six cases. Half a year ago, you approached us and said that these resources can be returned in batches according to the year, but we can’t wait, we don’t have time to accompany you slowly Slow play."