Some can't figure it out.

But the purpose of his trip has been achieved.

It has been nearly five months since starting from Qianliufu Land, and finally arrived at the only human race in this world.

The answer he was looking for must also be here.

The Faxiu woman drove the spirit boat and headed straight for the big island in the center of the archipelago, which should be the foundation of the Jade Blood Holy Land.

On the big island, there are figures of the human race everywhere, and many of them are mortals who have cultivated themselves, and there are also mortals who have not practiced. But these mortals do not need to experience the suffering of the human race outside, so they live and work in peace and contentment, and they are happy everywhere.

This made Lu Ye, who had witnessed all kinds of suffering of the human race after coming to this world, feel a little embarrassed.

In the Holy Land of Jade Blood, the number of human races that can be protected is limited after all. Except for the human races here, most of the human races are living in dire straits.

Right now, the Blood Refining World has an extra thousand-level blessing. With the improvement of Lan Qiyue's strength and the continuous expansion of the territory, more and more human races can be sheltered.

Along the way, he has also enslaved many blood clan blessing masters, and even enslaved one of the gods. Under the rule of those enslaved blood clans, the situation of the human race should also improve.

But this cannot fundamentally solve the problem after all.

Jade Blood Holy Land is a hope, a prairie fire. If one day, this prairie fire burns throughout the blood refinement world, the human race can truly get rid of suffering.

The spirit boat stopped under a spirit peak in the center of the big island.

The Lingfeng Peak is not high, only a hundred feet high, and there is a continuous building complex on it. Lu Ye guessed that it was the place where the high-level people of the Jade Blood Holy Land gathered.

"You wait here." The Faxiu girl ordered him, took the spirit boat, and walked up to the spirit peak with the other three.

When they returned from the mission, they would naturally have to return. Although they failed to kill the Holy Lord Xingyue this time, at least they had a rough understanding of the strength of the northern front.

In this way, the Holy Land can also deal with it.

Before the Lord summoned Lu Ye, they couldn't take Lu Ye up casually.

Lu Ye and Dao Shisan stood quietly and waited. There were no monks on duty here, and ordinary human races would not approach this place, so the two seemed a little abrupt.

After waiting in place for a long time, I was really bored. I looked around and saw a stone tablet not far away.

Lu Ye glanced over, didn't pay much attention to it at first, but soon turned his gaze over, with a look of surprise on his face, and walked to the stone tablet at a high speed, scrutinizing it intently.

At the same time, at the top of the peak, a middle-aged man stood on a hanging rock with his hands behind his back, overlooking the islands.

Jian Guhong and others walked behind the man, clasped their fists together: "Holy Master."

The man turned around, revealing a handsome face with a warm smile on his face: "How many are back? Thanks for your hard work."

In the Holy Land of Jade Blood, on the spiritual peak of the central island, Jian Guhong and others returned to their missions, and told what they did and saw during their trip.

After Jian Guhong finished speaking, the old ghost cultivator said: "It's a pity that I couldn't kill the Holy Lord Xingyue this time. Originally, I had a chance to succeed, but that guy was too vigilant. I realized it in an instant, and in the end it just hurt him, hey."

The Holy Master shook his head and said: "Every one of the saints in this world is favored by the world. It can be said that they are the sons of luck in this world. How can they be so easy to kill? It's amazing that Senior Wuchang can hurt him."

Everyone present knows that the Holy Seed is great, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary blood races. Take impermanence as an example, he said that he has a chance to succeed, but in fact, if he does not succeed, he will not succeed. Opportunity, it is impossible to succeed.

Jian Guhong had also confronted the Holy Seed before, and with his strong background in sword cultivation, he could only draw with that Holy Seed.

This shows the strength of the Holy Seed. It can be said that none of the Holy Seeds of the Blood Race is weaker than them. JrNovels.com