For the huge Xuanyuan Ancient Battlefield, the arrival of Feng Ziyue was like a stone thrown into the sea, and it did not cause too many waves.

It is still the remnant sun like blood, and it is still the desert wind and sand.

Gods, demons, demons, ghosts, and beasts, the strong men of the five races are still wantonly slaughtering weak human beings, and the sphere of influence of their own race is constantly expanding.

No one noticed the young man's presence underground.

Feng Ziyue didn't know how long it had been.

This underground journey is extremely long, and even at the speed of the ground car, I don't know how long it took to finally reach the destination.

"Arrived"

Old Man Mo Qiu, who had been cultivating for a period of time with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a pious light shot out of his gaze.

At the same time, with a sharp sound of metal rubbing, the car came to an abrupt halt.

The door slammed open, revealing a brightly lit hall

The center of the human power, the only safe place for human beings in the Xuanyuan Ancient Battlefield, the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace has arrived

Outside the car door, a group of old men dressed in white were neatly arranged, and they were waiting in the hall with expressionless faces, their eyes full of indifference.

They are the deacons of the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace who have come to greet outsiders.

But perhaps because they had experienced too much disappointment, on their faces, they couldn't see the same excited light as the people in Yuanjue Mountain.

"The Ground Destroyer is from the West, which one brought the outsiders here?"

The old man in white at the head asked in a cold tone.

Old Man Mo Qiu hurriedly stepped forward and saluted respectfully, "Lord Deacon, below is Mo Qiu, the lord of Yuanjue Mountain, who is the descendant of the Yuanfo Juezai's tribe. Feng Ziyue, who led the outside world, is here. ”

"Oh......"

Hearing the name of Yuan Buddha Jueya, the old man in white nodded slightly. "Yes, it can be regarded as a decent family, you have merit this time, go to the outer hall to receive the reward yourself." ”

He didn't pay any attention to Old Man Mo Qiu, and he didn't even look at him, but Old Man Mo Qiu was grateful, made a big salute, nodded to Feng Ziyue, and hurriedly withdrew, obviously anxious about his reward.

At this time, the eyes of the old man in white turned to Feng Ziyue's body. He stared at Fengzi Yue for a long time. Nodding slightly.

"The foundation of the children is not bad, I hope this time we will not be disappointed, you come with me"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and left, without even looking back at the old people beside him. They all dispersed in a hurry, Feng Ziyue was stunned, and took two steps in a row, following behind the old man in white.

"Sir, I don't know what to call it, I'm here, I don't know what to do?"

Feng Ziyue's heart was full of doubts, and he couldn't help but ask.

The old man in white stopped and glanced back at Feng Ziyue meaningfully. "The old man is the deacon of the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace, and he is also a mortal person, it makes no sense for you to ask my name and surname, but the old man is responsible for the three years you have been in this ancient palace. If it's a problem if you don't have a title, you can call me the living dead......"

"The Living Dead?"

Feng Ziyue was even more stunned, but saw that the old man's face was full of indifferent expressions, as if life and death were in his eyes, and there was really no difference.

He was shocked, and his heart tightened.

The living dead smiled indifferently, turned around and continued to walk forward, "Don't ask more, your time is precious, I'll take you to the core of the ancient palace now, choose the martial arts that suits you, and the disciples and grandchildren who want to come to Yuan Buddha Juezai should also explain to you the rules of my Xuanyuan Ancient Palace, don't waste your time in the past three years."

In the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace, there are countless peerless martial arts, but it is not so easy to achieve a small success in three years.

Even with the help of the ancient palace's elixir and resources at any cost, it may not necessarily be successful, and it must be extremely diligent and hard work in order to have a glimmer of hope.

I don't know how long I walked, but it seemed that a road in this Xuanyuan Ancient Palace would never be finished, and it wasn't until Feng Ziyue couldn't help but was about to ask that the living dead stopped.

"It's here. ”

Although his tone was flat, he couldn't help but carry a little pride.

"This is the core of the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace, the gathering place of the human martial arts, and the Holy Martial Heavenly Monument."

As his words fell, he saw a ball of light burst out in front of him, like a white rainbow running through the sky, showing a crystal clear piece in front of Feng Ziyue

magnificent

vast

Feng Ziyue looked up, only to see that this stele built of unknown materials was towering into the clouds, no matter what, he couldn't see where the top was, on the white stele body, densely engraved with handwriting, his eyes swept over, and he could see the thought-provoking record of martial arts mysteries

"On the Shengwu Heavenly Monument, all the martial arts of the human race worthy of being remembered on the Xuanyuan Ancient Battlefield are recorded, as of yesterday, a total of 32,859,721 kinds, every ten years, there will be new martial arts engraved on it, among the more than 30 million kinds of martial arts, there must be one that is suitable for you......"

The living dead pointed to the tall Saint Martial Heavenly Monument with a look of fascination on his face.

"Since you are from the outside world, Xuanyuan Ancient Palace is full of expectations for you, you can choose any three of these martial arts to rub down, and slowly practice them in three years......

He paused, and couldn't help but remind.

"But in my opinion, it's okay to take three kinds of martial arts, but in three years, it's enough to practice only one of them. ”

The martial arts on the Shengwu Heavenly Monument are mysterious, and in three years, it is already a great thing to be able to have a martial arts entry, and the three martial arts are practiced at the same time, and there is almost no hope of success.

"During these three years, the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace will provide you with all the necessary needs to cultivate this martial art, if you can succeed, you will immediately become a deacon of the Ancient Palace, and in the future, you will become the backbone of our human race against the five clans......

This is also the expectation of the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace, if outsiders can grow up, it will be of great help to the resistance of the human race, which is the truth proved by the blood of the sages of the past generations.

It's a pity that there are not so many outsiders who can grow up after all.

Once they have signs of success, the ancient palace will naturally cultivate at all costs and become the deacon of the ancient palace, which can almost be said to be the most prestigious and privileged part of the Xuanyuan Ancient Battlefield, and they can let go of the problem of survival and concentrate on cultivating martial arts.

In other words, they can also be regarded as the last hope of the Terrans.

"If it doesn't work......"

The living dead had a strange look on his face, and he glanced deeply at Feng Ziyue.

"That person must have already told you, right? But I still have to make it clear, if it's an outsider who was abandoned by the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace—"

He sighed.

"—it's no different from death" (To be continued. )

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