Fantasy: The Villain's Hero

Chapter 793 Three hundred years later

Upon hearing this, Song Tongxuan nodded slightly, noncommittal.

Just said: “I hope so.”

However, there is no fluctuation in his eyes, obviously thinking that this matter is no longer possible!

Since Taiwei stole the treasure from the ancient holy city, the old holy master could not continue to suppress his injuries, and could only go to the ancestral land Closed Door Training.

Since that time, the ancient holy city has begun to look for traces of the flowers of the soil everywhere in the world.

For hundreds of millions of years, I only found the flower that breathes the soil once, and it was robbed by the mysterious strong man.

Now the old holy lord’s lifespan has reached its limit, and he can only persist for two to three hundred years at most, and he wants to be found in the flower of Xiyangxiang again in so much time.

It’s nothing more than a foolish dream!

Song Tongxuan’s eyes were low, and he said indifferently: “The old saint master may not be able to pass this level. In that case, I will also have to consider the fall of the old saint master.

Ownership of the Lord of the Primordial Holy City!”

Although he was also very concerned about the safety of the Old Holy Master, he knew that once the Old Holy Master died, the decline of the Primordial Holy City was inevitable.

Regardless of the faction, as long as you are a member of the Primordial Sacred City, you will suffer deeply.

Therefore, in dealing with the flower of the soil, 977 Song Tongxuan did his best to coordinate the major factions to find the old saint master’s way of renewing his life.

But now that the flower of breathing soil has been taken away, of course he is also angry in his heart.

But everyone also knows that now we have to face more realistic problems.

That is, after the fall of the old holy lord, who will be in charge of learning the ancient holy city?!

Now this issue is the issue that Taikoo Sacred City is most concerned about.

As for the identity of the immortal emperor who robbed the Flower of Breathing Soil and dragged Guan Hong Xianjun, it became no longer important.

At least it’s not heavy now..

Although Song Tongxuan is a great Elder, he has great authority and is almost the same as the city lord.

But he is not a righteous city lord after all!

Since that incident, the position of the lord of Swire Sacred City has been vacant for hundreds of millions of years, and there are many factions within Swire Sacred City.

Among them, Song Tongxuan’s line is the most powerful, occupying the position of Big Elder.

It stands to reason that the seat of the city lord should be Song Tongxuan.

But Song Tongxuan’s line has a fatal weakness, that is, he is not a direct line!

But (ceeh) blood relationship has been counted as a remote collateral..

Now such a sideline of Song Tongxuan has risen and is extremely powerful. There are countless strong people in this line, occupying many high positions.

It can be said to be the most powerful line of the Swire Holy City.

But unpopular

Quite a few branch lines simply disagree with Song Tongxuan’s line, and compete with Song Tongxuan for power and profit.

Now that the old holy lord is already dying, it is very likely that he will not be able to come out of the ancestral land at all.

Even if the old holy lord determines the heir, after the old holy lord passes away, there will be waves of trouble again!

After all, the people in the direct line… haven’t died yet!

When Taiwei took away the treasures of the ancient holy city, the entire lineage almost became a public enemy, and various factions fought in groups.

At the critical moment, the city lord of the ancient holy city suddenly fell.

From then on, the whole lineage was sluggish and gradually squeezed out of the center of power. Song Tongxuan’s lineage took advantage of the emptiness and replaced the lineage in one fell swoop.

However, although the main line is now weak, there are still a few old immortal existences, cultivating in the ancestral land.

Although he is dormant now, Song Tongxuan can be sure that his protagonist will never give up!

It is precisely because of this that factions in the entire Taikoo Sacred City are full of power and strength.

Although the outside of Taikoo Sacred City still looks bright and beautiful, it is practicing Sacred Land.

But Song Tongxuan knew in his heart that today’s Primordial Sacred City had already become a gunpowder keg.

If it wasn’t for the old holy lord, it might have exploded long ago, blowing everyone to pieces!

Song Tongxuan said solemnly: “What about the other veins?”

A fairy demon said in a deep voice: “The ancestors of those veins have already awakened, and it seems that they will not give up the cupped hands of the city lord.”

Song Tongxuan nodded slightly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and said lightly: “If this is the case, then we should also make preparations early!”

He walked to the window, stood with his hand in his hand, and looked at a fairy tripod floating in the void above the ancestral land.

There are countless lines in the tripod body, depicting continents.

Among the continents, one can vaguely see the dynasty countries, countless lives of Spiritual Qi, lifelike.

The continents continued to swim and float, bursting out loud and earth-shaking noises.

Falling into destruction and continuing to rebirth, Samsara does not stop again and again.

Dao sound roared, resounding across the sky. It is brewing extremely terrifying magical powers to suppress the luck of the ancient holy city!

This immortal tripod is the magic Treasures of the old holy lord’s life, surpassing the peerless spirit treasures as immortal artifacts.

It can be said to be the symbol of the entire Taikoo Holy City!

However, at this time, the palpitating fairy light of this immortal cauldron is faintly faint at this moment, and it is sinking continuously, which has sunk more than thousands of miles compared with the time when the old holy lord was in his heyday!

This good fortune celestial tripod is the Magic Treasures of the old saint.

It is closely related to the blood of the old saint.

Now the old holy lord is on the verge of falling, this good fortune immortal tripod, unable to rise into the air, is slowly sinking.

It heralds the deteriorating lifespan vitality of the old saint master…

Once the old holy lord falls, then this good fortune immortal tripod, I am afraid it will sink into the earth completely and fall into silence.

Song Tongxuan also knew.

At that time, when the storm came

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is three hundred years of time.

In the past three hundred years, the strong of the ancient holy city went crazy looking for the flowers of the earth, but they have never gotten anything.

There are even rumors that the ancient holy city asked for help from the Daojun Palace, hoping to borrow the treasure to extend his life.

But the Taoist Palace, which has never asked about world affairs, is unwilling to give up the principle of neutrality.

Rejected the messenger of the ancient holy city

Everyone knows that the old holy master of the ancient holy city is completely hopeless

And the eyes of the entire Ten Thousand Realms were focused on the ancestral land of the Primordial Sacred City.

In other words, concentrated on the good fortune immortal tripod floating above the ancestral land!

Three hundred years have passed, and the good fortune immortal tripod is sinking again, and the fairy light is dim and crumbling.

Everyone is waiting.

Waiting for the moment when good fortune Xianding is completely silent!

The entire Ten Thousand Realms is already shrouded by an invisible cloud, and a terrifying storm is brewing.

The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building, and the black cloud is about to destroy the city!