at this time.
In the Fengyuan Sea.
Zhang Han's army surrounded and killed him.
The outside world was already in a tight net and was heavily blocked by Zhang Han, so they had no choice but to retreat to Luochen Island.
If there were no ancestors practicing in seclusion in the Fengyuan Sea, they would have collapsed long ago.
On an ordinary, very ordinary island.
The location is not far from Luochen Island.
This small island is like spring all year round, like a paradise, with small bridges, flowing water, and a few ordinary thatched houses.
"Ancestor, save me!"
Luo Chen and other strong men came to the outside of the island, but they didn't dare to go in directly. Knowing that the ancestor liked quietness, they knelt outside and asked for help.
"Qin led his army to attack us. We are no match for him. Qin knew that our ancestors were in seclusion here, yet they still dared to mobilize their troops. This is disrespectful to our ancestors, not taking them seriously, and challenging our sacred authority!"
Luo Chen said.
He understood that he was no match for the Qin State and could only ask his ancestors for help.
"Ancestor, once the Fengyuan Sea is occupied by the Qin State, it will disturb your quiet cultivation. With the Qin State's tyranny, the entire sea area will be in turmoil!"
After Luo Chen finished speaking, he stopped talking and waited quietly.
After a long time, a faint voice came from the small island, "Go back and do your own thing!"
After hearing this, Luo Chen and the others were delighted, knowing that the ancestor had agreed to take action, and left immediately, not daring to disturb him.
"The Qin State's actions have angered our ancestors. How can they disturb the holy and pure land at will? If our ancestors take action, even if the Qin State has thousands of troops, it will be reduced to ashes!"
"That's right, if General Qin continues to attack, they will all die at the hands of our ancestors!"
They were no longer afraid and returned to Luochen Island one by one.
Unlike before, they were eager for the Qin general to attack immediately.
Outside Luochen Island.
Zhang Han's troops surrounded this sea area.
A smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"The time has come. It's time to completely capture the Fengyuan Sea. The remaining people have already gathered on Luochen Island. There's no need to delay any further."
Zhang Han looked at the Fengyuan Sea.
He gave the order and the army began to advance, preparing to launch an attack.
In addition to waiting for the opportunity, not attacking during this period is actually giving the other side a chance. If they surrender honestly, their lives can be spared.
But those who resist will die.
The army attacked, shaking the sky.
At this moment, the holy land is here.
An old man in simple clothes sat on a stone bench, and the teacup on the table was still steaming.
He looked at Zhang Han's army indifferently, and raised his hand to wipe out this army.
He has lived in seclusion here for thousands of years.
The life of a saint is long, and a thousand years is only a very short period of his life.
He took action not to save Luo Chen and the others, but because he had lived in seclusion here for a thousand years and had become accustomed to it. This allowed him to relax his mind and understand his holy way.
"I was tired of killing and didn't want to kill anymore, but now that it's right in front of me, I might as well just take care of it."
The old man whispered.
Don't be fooled by his approachable appearance at this moment. Only those who know him know that this saint is an absolute devil, and countless blood has been stained at his hands.
They have done things like massacring cities and destroying countries.
He was able to become a saint because he went through a process of killing people.
Killing is just a common occurrence.
During these thousand years, he was tired of killing and his soul was a little weary. He wanted to live a secluded life. He didn't want to take action, but he also didn't want anyone to disturb his meditation.
To him, this battle between the feathered creatures was just a matter of waving his hand.
He stretched out one hand, and the void immediately condensed in his palm. Suddenly, there was a force that transcended time and space, which could cross infinite distances and wipe out the opponent.
He used his palm to exert the power of the law of void.
Metamorphosis is just about comprehending the laws, but the holy realm can truly apply the laws.
This gap is too big.
Breaking through to the Saint Realm is too difficult. Just think about it, there are so many immortals in the vastness, but no one can take this step.
But just when he was about to wipe out Zhang Han's army, he suddenly stopped.
Suddenly, there was another person in front of him.
This man was wearing a black-patterned imperial robe and had the aura of a king. He was young but also had a heroic and domineering air, as if he could support the collapsing sky with a wave of his hand.
Even if the old man saw this person and knew that he was a fairy, he was different from others.
He stood by the river with his hands behind his back, gazing at the water.
"Why don't you come with me and see the battle on Luochen Island?"
Ying Xuan is here.
Although the person in front of him was a true saint, Ying Xuan remained calm. He turned his head and looked at the other person.
The imperial power spread out and countered the holy power.
As he waved his hand, the river water changed dramatically. His infinite control over the void, like a projection, transformed the battle on Luochen Island.
"Emperor Qin."
The old man was still sitting on the stone bench.
He has peace of mind.
He had to admit that this emperor's domineering aura was the strongest he had ever seen in his life, and he had the grandeur to dominate the heavens.
"Yes, I am the emperor of the Great Qin."
Ying Xuan said.
If Zhang Han wants to take over Fengyuan Sea Area, the biggest trouble is not Luo Chen, but this holy realm.
It was also the first time that Ying Xuan saw a real saint. This was not a saint corpse, but a saint with flesh and blood, whose power was at the peak.
But he had nothing to be afraid of.
He has already reached the ninth level of enlightenment.
After he attained enlightenment, no opponent could contend with him except a true saint.
This old man sat there, his power not emanating from him, just like an ordinary old man. But the more this was the case, the more terrifying it was that he didn't have any sinister aura.
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