Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

"Could it really be the sky..."

Xia Yan frowned deeply and stared under the glacier.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the thick ice and reach somewhere under the icy water.

It was dim and boundless, even with Xia Yan's current strength, he couldn't see through it!

very dangerous……

This was Xia Yan's first thought.

But if it is really the tomb of the heavens, Xia Yan wants to break through.

Now, even the Heaven Slashing Sword was broken in his hands, and he was taken into the heavenly treasure house like a dead thing.

But Xia Yan also understood that the Heaven Slashing Sword that everyone feared to avoid in the previous life was not the strongest of a catastrophe.

There is still above the Zhantian Dao!

Otherwise, how could Pan Gu Axe fight for countless years until he was tired to death?

With the last power of Pan Gu Axe, it still broke the Zhantian Dao, indicating that Tianwaitian still has an unknown existence that is more powerful than Zhantian Dao.

Although Xia Yan did not know exactly what Pangu Axe faced alone in these eternal years, at the moment when Pangu Axe split the Heavenly Slashing Sword, Xia Yan knew that Pangu Axe in its heyday might have surpassed it. His imagination, based on Xia Yan's current level, was not sure how strong Pan Gu Axe was in its heyday.

It's like a poor person can never know what the life of a billionaire will be like.

Because of the different levels, there is a big gap between the two.

When Xia Yan realized this problem, he felt more urgent.

We have to become stronger, we have to become stronger, time doesn’t matter.

"The Tomb of Heaven must go, but not now."

The next moment, Xia Yan made a decision.

And in Xia Yan's divine consciousness, he has noticed that there are many powerful beings coming, obviously he has noticed the strange movement under the seabed.

But their life and death has nothing to do with Xia Yan.

Xia Yan only used his consciousness to remind the creatures who could not wait to arrive near the Antarctic.

"Get down, it's dangerous here..."

"Ok?"

"Who is speaking?!"

"It seems to be in my mind!"

"Do we still have such a powerful existence here?!"

"Damn it, no matter who he is, everyone has a chance to make a difference. They all rely on their ability. Who says the weak will not get it? I don't think the reminder has any kindness. He doesn't want us to pass."

"exactly!"

"Go go! Go! Don't be preempted by others!"

Thousands of consciousness flashed through Xia Yan's mind.

At their level, Xia Yan even wanted to know what they were thinking at this moment.

This result is not surprising to Xia Yan.

This is reality, the true face of the age of mythology.

A kind reminder, who can tell if it is good or bad?

Xia Yan just did what he should do as a member of the world.

But it is limited to this.

One reminder is enough. As for whether to listen or not, it is irrelevant to die or not to Xia Yan.

Xia Yan alone knew very well that these creatures would definitely die, and they would not even be able to enter the periphery of the Tomb of Heaven...

The next moment, Xia Yan put away Cronus's body, and then stepped out, suddenly disappearing in place.

He came quietly and went quietly.

In the entire Antarctic area, no one knows that Xia Yan has been here. If you don't reach the holy realm, you will never want to touch the mystery of the holy realm...

That is, the stepping time, seemingly a few steps away, is actually from the extreme south of the world to the west of the world.

Xia Yan was greeted by Olympus again.

He was extremely unbelievable, as if he appeared out of thin air, and he came to Olympus.

At this time, many people have already arrived here.

During the time when Xia Yan and Cronus were chasing and chasing away, the great changes in Olympus had already shocked the world.

Photos were flying all over the sky, and reporters from all over the world came desperately.

And the silhouette of the person who lifted a giant peak with one hand and pushed the peak slowly into another peak was naturally also clearly shot.

That photo spread all over the world...

Everyone knows him, no one will not know him...

Xia Yan!

Xia Yan of Long Country!

He came to Olympus, take the mountain to the mountain!

This is so delicate, it can be called the pinnacle of Xiu'er's stalk show, and the people all over the world are completely dumbfounded.

People can't help but raise a question in their minds.

Can you still play like this?

The mountain turned out to be like this!

Some strange knowledge was added to my mind...

When Xia Yan came to Olympus again, someone soon noticed his figure floating in the void.

"Oh buy it!"

"Xia Yan! It's Xia Yan!"

"Oh Huo! It's Xia Yan!"

"He, he's back again!"

"Fak squid! Come and let a slice of Fak squid be shocked..."

"Wow! Is it Xia Yan?! God, I love him! I want to give him a monkey!"

"Birth monkey? Oriental appearance and beautiful blonde girl? Are you going to give birth to Kakarot?! Super Saiyan!?"

...

It wasn't just that the crowd present was upset because of Xia Yan's appearance, the camera was pointed at Xia Yan at that time, and he kept shooting.

You must know that the current Xia Yan is not the original Xia Yan.

It's hard to see him now. It is rumored that Xia Yan has gone to the real big world, the world where immortals live.

There are also rumors that Xia Yan is no longer in this world, he has already left the world.

But no matter what kind of rumors it is, it will only make Xia Yan's heat rise steadily. Even if Xia Yan does not show up, the topic of Xia Yan can always set off a wave among the world.

And now, the latest news is that Xia Yan has become a saint in Eastern mythology.

Holy Land creatures!

Those myths and legends belong to the existence of legends, which has already caused countless people's minds to sway.

But Xia Yan, who suddenly appeared in the eyes of everyone, was completely out of his mind.

Only Xia Yan knew very well that the beautiful years now are very short.

He has not much time left.

The next moment, Xia Yan's gaze fell on the side of Mount Olympus, where there was a huge crack. At this moment, many people were gathering around the crack, looking at it like a curious baby.

They didn't know what it was, but Xia Yan knew it very well.

The entrance to **** in the Western Greek mythology system.

There are still ten Titan Protoss waiting for him inside.

With a thought, Xia Yan suddenly took a step outward.

The figure disappeared abruptly.

When Xia Yan appeared again, others had already arrived in a magnificent hall.

The surrounding light was dim, and only some fire light that never extinguished shining on the hall.

Xia Yan sat on the throne that once belonged to Hades, the king of Hades. The corner of his mouth suddenly lifted, and he spoke to the ten back figures not far away under the throne.

"Hello, Greek Titans."