Ye QingHan knelt in front of the mausoleum and stood up slowly after three days.


    Ye Mengxi and ye chentian were accompanied by three children, who were depressed and silent.


    "This is a holy Dharma prepared for you alone. You must practice hard, but you can''t enter the big world." ye QingHan waved and took out the best mysterious Dharma in the Taiji immortal code and broke into the knowledge of the four people.


    "Thank you, Dad!"


    "Thank you, brother."


    The four men looked dull and whispered. It was difficult for Taiji Xiandian to excite them.


    "I''ll go to the endless galaxy. Don''t let them disturb me if you have nothing."


    Ye QingHan, without emotion, raised his feet across Dazhou and entered the great wilderness state. Looking at the great wilderness palace still standing proudly, showing the vicissitudes of life, he was particularly sad. The past has passed, things are right and people are wrong. No matter how powerful it is now, he can''t go back to the past.


    Nowadays, countless buildings have sprung up near the Dahuang palace, but no one dares to touch this palace, which is provided as a holy treasure.


    The prosperous wasteland shows the peak of that year. There are many experts and occasional fights, but they are limited to fighting alone. The fighting between the strong will not involve anti humanitarian killing, not as bad as his wife and children, nor will there be a battle between exterminators.


    Death and injury are normal. They are the circulation of heaven and earth. No one can stop them. Ye QingHan will not stop them.


    Ye QingHan crossed the great wasteland and entered the chaotic state. Such a large small area was completely swallowed up by himself in those years. That was the real anti-human massacre. Looking at this matter in those years, he may be a devil. Now it seems that he is not a saint?


    Of course, it is unfair to the dead, but where is the fairness in the world?


    After more than ten thousand years of redevelopment, chaos state is now full of mountains and forests, thorns and many miracles. There are also many murderous things. Many people come here to experience and visit the relics of the holy ancestor.


    Today, there is only one big force in the whole chaotic state, that is'' killing gods in ancient times''!


    At that time, the man Gu killing God was an admirable organization. Now it is second only to the crazy sect. Even the elders of the crazy sect come to this ancient relic to give face to the man Gu killing God.


    Ye QingHan enters the endless galaxy, the small galaxy that gave birth to him. He has inexplicable feelings for this place and is even willing to take his life to protect this place!


    With the powerful divine knowledge, the ruins of the barbarian God killing organization came into view. The current barbarian God killing organization has not changed the ruins, so it has been rebuilt on it. If it can not be modified, try not to move and keep the original appearance.


    There are also many experts in the ancient killing God. They want to break through and enter the lower level. It seems that there are still a large number of talents in this place of sinners. There is no powerful holy law. With personal efforts, some people can still go against the sky and achieve the lower level.


    Ye QingHan looked at the small galaxy he guarded and recalled the fighting in those years. Tears bloomed in his eyes and reached out to touch the phantom. It seemed that he saw the great emperor Fusu, the pangolin and the tyrants who sacrificed for 10 billion creatures again.


    "Thank you! You left, but I stayed. I''m sorry, your guard was annihilated by me..."


    Ye QingHan shed tears of guilt. Sometimes he couldn''t control his emotions, especially when he saw this small galaxy.


    WOW!!


    Ye QingHan stepped into the central land, where human ancestors and heroes who died in battle were buried. It was guarded by the most powerful array of the human race. Ordinary people can only worship these ancestors and heroes on the periphery. Only a strong existence can enter the interior to kneel down and pray.


    The border is nothing to ye QingHan. He just takes a random step and steps into the border. Tombstones and familiar names on the tombstones echo clearly in the sea.


    Fu Su emperor, pangolin emperor, Emperor Shang Emperor


    All the saints of the Holy Land died because of the war. Most people were kind to ye QingHan, and most of them were elders and peers.


    Boom!


    Wei''an''s body knelt down and splashed smoke and dust!


    Buzz!!


    Chant————————


    Ancestral land doesn''t know how much residual will there is. It seems that they still have memories of Ye QingHan. When ye QingHan knelt down, the positive film of ancestral land roared continuously, the visions of heaven and earth rose together, the nine sky dragon circled, the thunder rolled, and the sound of nature surged, which affected the whole endless small Galaxy!


    "Who disturbed the sleeping of heroes in ancestral land?"


    With a roar of anger, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and a threat surged up in the ancient god killing organization, covering the ancestral land. The figure flashed outside the ancestral land. Looking at the glittering around the ancestral land, the Dragon swam away, I couldn''t help but be shocked. Who in the world can revive the will and afterthought of the sleeping ancestral land?


    WOW!!


    Whew, whew, whew——————————


    For a moment, hundreds of figures rushed over, most of them are strong people who protect the ancestral land, and there are also world Master level experts and adventurers who stay in the endless galaxy. They all want to protect the ancestral land. The anger and shock in their eyes are self-evident.


    Sing!!


    The man Gu Sha Shen, the top strong man with white hair, pulled out his sword and left. He used the inside information to open the border. He had a panoramic view of the mainland. A great body knelt in front of the stone tablet of wanxiong tomb, kept buttoning its head and looking back at the vicissitudes of life, as if it contained the historical rings of countless years. The sad atmosphere burst out, which made the experts who rushed in stop one after another.


    There was a trace of doubt and horror in the old man''s eyes. He stared at ye QingHan''s back. At a certain moment, he seemed to have seen this existence. This back is so familiar!


    "You... You are..." the old man shivered and his eyes were full of tears.


    "You all go down, I want to accompany them." ye QingHan whispered hoarsely.


    Many masters of Mangu killing God looked at each other and dared not ask more questions. They all looked at the white haired old man and hoped he would pay attention.


    However, the white haired old man waved again and again, motioned the people to retreat and opened the border again, leaving only ye QingHan alone.


    Outside the border, people looked at the white haired old man and asked.


    The white haired old man was also confused and said with a bitter smile, "I don''t know who this master is, but I guess he is one of the friends of the holy ancestor, or the holy ancestor himself!"


    "What? Have they returned? They have been away for thousands of years and have returned!"


    Everyone was so excited and excited that they wanted to rush in again to see the existence that once dominated the world in the most hot-blooded era.


    "Shut up. If you want to see him, stay honest with me. If you don''t want to, leave here quickly." the white haired old man said in a deep voice with excitement in his eyes.


    But who wants to go? Not only did they not leave, but they sent a message to their teachers and friends to let them also come to see the holy ancestor or his friends. Even if they get a little chance, they will be of infinite use!


    Half a day later, the number of ancestors not only did not decrease, but increased many times.


    But ye QingHan stayed in Zu Di for three days and didn''t come out. Zu Di gathered at least tens of thousands of people. Although they were anxious, they looked forward to it more and were more excited.


    On the morning of the fourth day, ye QingHan came out of his ancestral land and looked at tens of thousands of people with uneven accomplishments. They all looked forward to worship and looked at the boundary of his ancestral land. As soon as they saw themselves coming out, they knelt down to the ground and couldn''t help sighing.