Chapter 452: The battle for the Holy Spirit is a game
Chapter 452 The battle to win the saint is a game
Mo Fan's speed was very fast, and he came to the mine pond in a short while.
Unexpectedly, such a big movement did not seem to attract the attention of others.
There was no one on the Jilei Pond, and even the Envoy Lord and the Nine-tailed Demon Lord who were supposed to be waiting above were gone.
"Out?"
A deep voice sounded.
The volume is not high, but it is as dull as thunder.
Mo Fan looked to the side in horror, only a foot away from him, a middle-aged man in black was looking at him with burning eyes.
The middle-aged man with two horns on his head is the Great Sage of Peace.
Now Mo Fan is a first-rank Martial Emperor, yet he was never noticed even when he was approached by someone within ten feet.
The strength of the Great Sage Pingtian made Mo Fan frightened?
"I have seen the Great Sage Pingtian."
Mo Fan cupped his hands slightly, neither humble nor overbearing.
He was naturally able to understand why such a big movement did not attract the attention of others, and even the area around the mine pool was cleared.
In Jilei Mountain, the only one who has such power is the Great Sage Pingtian who is known as the number one sage of the monster race.
"Your talent is very extraordinary." The Great Sage of Ping Tian gave Mo Fan a deep look.
"Come in with me."
Mo Fan was a little hesitant, but he believed that if he wanted to escape under the nose of this person, the success rate was very small.
Gritting his teeth, he followed the Great Sage Pingtian into the hut.
The hut is not spacious, just a bed, a table, and a few chairs.
No other decorations.
It can even be described as a house with bare walls.
This is the residence of the first sage of the Yaozu?
"See?"
Pingtian Dasheng casually found a chair and sat down.
"what did you see?"
Mo Fan didn't react for a while.
Pingtian Great Sage spit out one word concisely: "Monument."
"I see." Mo Fan finally understood that the Great Sage Ping Tian knew about this, and nodded quickly.
"Do you understand?"
"No." Mo Fan shook his head blankly.
"That's right. The inheritance of your monkey clan has been cut off for a long time, and the Great Sage Ventilation has fallen for many years. It's normal for a junior like you to be unclear." The Great Sage Pingtian nodded.
Then he asked again: "Do you know the origin of the Seven Holy Lands?"
Mo Fan was taken aback when he heard the words, why? Didn't I write it?
But looking back, I seem to have only written about the existence of these seven holy places, and did not explain why there are these seven holy places.
Seeing Mo Fan showing a puzzled expression, the Great Sage Ping Tian stared at the simple roof with deep eyes, as if he had fallen into contemplation of the past.
After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth:
"At the end of the first era of Tianhan, the heavens collapsed, aliens invaded, the world trembled, and there were countless casualties."
"The sage in Tsing Yi led a hundred saints in a decisive battle in Tianyuan, invincible."
"The great sage Zhutian brought two hundred great sages, and tens of thousands of monsters fought together, and there were almost no casualties."
"Later, the King Kong Saint is used as the foundation, the Thick Earth Saint is used as the furnace, the Blazing Saint is forged with heart fire, the Divine Wind Saint is used to support the combustion, the Water Saint is quenched, and the Thunder Saint is used to draw the front. Combined casting of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword."
"The great sage Zhutian brought the blood of ninety-nine great sages of the demon clan to sacrifice the hands of the demon gods, and severely injured the seven evil emperors with knives."
"In order to build the seven holy places, guard the seven broken cracks in the heavenly way, and prevent the invasion of alien races."
"From then on, the holy land guards the gate of heaven, and the emperor's land rules the world."
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The long and tragic memories came from the mouth of the Great Sage Pingtian, and Mo Fan was terrified when he heard it.
No wonder there are so many emperor-level powerhouses in just one holy place among the monster races. It turned out that it was to resist the so-called alien races.
What kind of existence is that alien race, Mo Fan has never seen it before.
He always thought that when he snatched all of Lin Yang's opportunities, and then beheaded him, the mission would be considered complete.
Before Mo Fan could think about it, the Great Sage Ping Tian asked again: "Do you know about the Battle of Seizing the Saint?"
The battle for the Holy Spirit?
Isn’t the Battle of Seizing the Holy Spirit the battle between two races of demons and people for living space?
Mo Fan was about to blurt it out when he thought of what the Great Sage Ping Tian said just now.
Since the threat from the outside world has not been resolved, why do the two races of demons still want to kill you?
Moreover, the holy land powerhouses of the two monster races, and even most of the emperor land powerhouses are in the holy land.
Aren't they willing to fight for a piece of land for their own people?
Mo Fan's heart was in a mess, and he said: "I have heard a little bit, but I believe it is definitely not as simple as fighting for living space as in the rumors."
"Not bad." The Great Sage Ping Tian gave Mo Fan an approving look, you are smarter than the average monster.
"Back then, the two clans of monsters did fight frequently to fight for the living space, and Wu Sheng Wudi and the strong also ended up."
"But at that time, there was no such thing as a battle for the Holy Spirit."
"Later, because of resisting the invasion of foreign races back then, all the strong people on our Tianhan Continent were killed or injured. There were not a hundred holy-level strong people, and there were not one emperor-level strong people."
"In order to resist the invaders who may come again at any time in the future, we must restore our strength as soon as possible."
"So after consultation with the only surviving sages of the demon clans, they decided to cultivate new strong ones by raising Gu."
Mo Fan was shocked when he heard the words: "Nursing Gu?"
"That's right, raise Gu."
"The two races of monsters have a large population, but in the absence of external threats, their progress is not fast. It is very difficult to restore effective combat effectiveness against foreign races."
"That's why we proposed the concept of the Battle of Saints. Once every five hundred years, it requires martial artists of all levels from the martial artist to the Emperor Wu to fight each other, so as to achieve the purpose of cultivating the strong."
The Great Sage Ping Tian once again gave Mo Fan a blockbuster.
"It turns out that the battle to seize the Holy Spirit was a round..."
Mo Fan muttered to himself, as the author of this book, he obviously didn't design it like this!
He wanted to yell at the sky right now!
Where are there so many conspiracy theories? Where did the alien invasion come from?
My God! Why do you change the labor-management outline!
As the author, I subconsciously guessed the next plot development.
For a long time, the alien race that has not invaded on a large scale will be very strong this time, and the human race is absolutely irresistible.
At that time, it will be Lin Yang, the chosen person of this generation, who will turn the tide and save the people from the fire.
But Lin Yang has been overwhelmed by Mo Fan, will he still be able to use it in the future?
If Lin Yang can't resist the alien race in the future, and even gets killed by himself before the alien race invades, who will be the savior?
myself?
But the matter has come to this point, Mo Fan has no choice but to hope that he can rely on the system to help him fend off the enemy in the future.
After all, during this period of time, through system rewards, his strength has improved incredibly fast.
Since he traveled to the present, except for his predecessor's previous cultivation, in just two years, he has been promoted from a first-rank Martial Emperor to a Martial Emperor.
Such a speed, no one can believe it.
However, Mo Fan still asked: "But those geniuses who were killed and injured in the battle for so many years have become victims of the overall situation?"
"It doesn't count." The Great Sage Pingtian shook his head.
"The battle to win the saint is also a way to compete for luck. They can't win it, and they won't have much success in the future."
"Battles with alien races have almost no effect below the emperor level."
(end of this chapter)