In the vast desert of yellow sand, the white stone walls on the periphery of the holy land of Moga stand out, which is very different from the legendary holy places in the continent of Europa.

If the Sanctuary of Athens is the legacy of the megalithic civilization of the classical era, Asgard, the sacred place of the Normans of Northern Europe, is the last reserve of the ancient sacred tree worship, and the Druid Order that branched out from Britannia, and the wise men of the wilderness, who are friends with nature, still use the Sun Stonehenge as the supreme altar.

Ye Zhiqiu drove the white camel and flew into the holy land of Mojia, he felt that the fire of life in his arms of "Fifty-One" was already in the stage of swaying and about to be extinguished, if it was not reconcocted, then the bandage that wrapped the whole body would be the best shroud, close his eyes directly, and put it in the coffin for burial.

The garrison of the Holy City on the outskirts of the Holy Land found that the outsiders on two horses were whizzing past desperately, drawing their swords out of their sheaths, and some even pulled out arquebuses and stretched out their hands to pull up rows of bayonet guns.

The spiritual white camel couldn't help but slow down, who knew that Ye Zhiqiu didn't care about it at all, his empty right hand pulled out the Damascus scimitar, and with the help of the momentum of the mount under his crotch, he suddenly sent out a "crescent moon sky rush"!

This time, the vacuum blade did not strike at the sky, but stuck to the ground, flying straight forward diagonally, and the rows of bayonet spears composed of rejection horses were swept by the crescent moon, like an iron plough opening a field, and were suddenly torn apart by a knife, and the spears that were eight feet long were shattered one after another, and scattered all over the ground.

"Get out of here!"

Ye Zhiqiu took a deep breath, roared violently, and secretly opened the sound with the exhalation of a lion's roar, and instantly the ground was flat and thunderous, shaking the ground on both sides of the road and the people around them, as if they were drunk, everyone's faces turned red, and they fell to the ground one after another.

A man with such terrifying strength, riding a holy white camel, could it be the treasure warrior of the Imperial Palace, the legionnaire who guarded the Holy City, he didn't dare to step forward to stop him, he could only watch Ye Zhiqiu rush over.

This is what they thought in their hearts: Anyway, the person has already entered the holy land, and the hundreds of thousands of garrison legions are surrounded, even if they spit on it, they can drown the person.

In fact, there have been such cases in the past, the Silver Saint Seiya from the Sanctuary of Athens, with a lightning fist as fast as a sound, broke into the Holy City alone, and as a result, he killed more than 2,000 Guardian Legionnaires, and was exhausted to death due to too much physical exertion.

The scale fighter who dominates the Red Sea, there is also an untamed man who is good at killing people with the sound of the piano, in order to recapture the body and battle clothes of the Silver Saint Seiya, he resolutely broke into the holy city, and the number of people he killed broke the record, more than 5,000 people, but the result was still physically exhausted, and the ten fingers exploded, and they could not reach the core of the holy land.

After all, the guardians who are proficient in the Heavenly Martial Arts, as well as the Desert Martial Arts, as well as the numerous Storm Lords, are not decorations, and without gold-level strength, they don't even want to break through the periphery of the Holy City and enter the core of the Holy Land.

In other words, in the holy land of the Desert Empire, there are at least two Sanctuary battle suits, one is the Silver Saint Seiya Canine and the other is the Scale Fighter Octopus, which are still regarded as trophies and are properly stored in the treasury, and on certain days of the year, they will be taken out and placed on the Storm Altar to be viewed by the people of the Empire.

Ye Zhiqiu drove the white camel through the Holy City, smoothly entered the core of the Holy Land, and when he saw the bare sand, he suddenly felt a palpitating coercion.

"The concentration of free ions around is very high!"

Since entering the core of the Holy Land, Ye Zhiqiu keenly discovered the "Fifty-One" in his arms, and gradually recovered his spirit, his body seemed to instinctively absorb the surrounding electrons, using them as energy to supplement his consumption.

"From what I've observed, it seems that his situation is not a return to the light, but a lamp to continue his life!

The Storm Altar is a conspicuous, trapezoidal pyramid-shaped structure located on the central axis of the core of the Holy Land. When the white camel under Ye Zhiqiu's crotch approached the boundary of Lixu, he immediately retracted his four hooves and slid on the sand, unwilling to continue to move forward.

Ye Zhiqiu tried several different methods, but he couldn't move the mount under his crotch to move forward, but he realized it later, and with the "Fifty-One" in his arms, which had regained a little vitality, he directly turned over and got off the camel, and rushed straight forward.

At this moment, a burly figure rushed up from the Storm Altar, with dense body hair all over the body, including the head and face, naturally curled up, looking like a fluffy puppet toy.

"Fifty-one, your injuries are very serious, did you encounter a high-level fighter in the enemy domain?"

"Honorable Ninth Lord, I have encountered the strongest holy warrior on Death Queen Island, the Pegasus of this generation, and his secret technique Black Bullet has broken my cage of order!"

"Yes! You're lucky to be able to get out of your hands with Pegasus Fang's fists! Looks like you're going to need to make it again! Come with me!"

Ye Zhiqiu saw this burly strong man reaching over, and couldn't help touching the handle of the knife, but unexpectedly, "Fifty-One" landed on both feet, took the initiative to walk over, and at the same time turned around and squeezed out an ugly smile.

"Don't worry, my friend, everything will be fine. I need to remodulate it again, it's inevitable. ”

Speaking of which, Ye Zhiqiu's hand left the hilt of the knife, but the strong man with thick body hair in front of him did not turn around and follow, but stretched out his hand to summon two subordinates and escorted "Fifty-One" into the depths of the altar.

"You are very strong! Respected swordsman from the East! I clearly feel your fighting spirit, you are like a sharp weapon, you want to fight me, a strong desire to challenge. Very well, I'd love to see what you're capable of. Let's have a fight in the Colosseum! I believe that this battle will surely satisfy both you and me!"

Ye Zhiqiu showed a faint smile, stretched out his hand to draw the knife out of the sheath, and slashed out lightly: "Actually, my strongest martial arts is not sword technique!"

The sharp-eyed "Ninth Lord" squinted at his opponent's knife technique, and a hair that fell off his body was actually cut in half by this knife, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the water.

The sword technique of the oriental swordsman in front of him, one word, is shocking to the world! The slender hair can even be cut through it, this kind of miraculous sword technique cannot even be done by the desert martial arts.

"Forget it, as the Storm Lord, my strongest thing is the plasma cannon that melts gold and iron, but it's not a sword technique that shows off skills, but a technological martial art that can talk about the same day!"

The Ninth Lord quickly regained his confidence, breaking free from the terrifying pressure created by Ye Zhiqiu's "No Thick Entry" sword technique, and his tone became even more relaxed.

When Ye Zhiqiu heard "Science and Technology Martial Arts", he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, when he was training in a certain world, his heterotopic isotope once used a magnetic field to rotate the mystery, blasting out 250,000 fist power, reaching the realm of breaking stars, which is equivalent to surpassing the Golden Saint Seiya and reaching the realm of demigods and even gods.