In Anjia's old house, time seems to have frozen, almost like a year.

But at this moment, in Yuhang City, in a house, a luxury car galloped out. From the time the car starts to the time the car stops, it is only a few minutes or so.

At this moment, a sudden brake sound resounded through the old house of the An family.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but be attracted, and their faces showed joy, looking at the old man who was holding an umbrella by a beautiful woman, in a crane-patterned gray robe, fluttering like a fairy, beating his chest with white beards, and exuding coercion all over his body.

He walked forward step by step, but if he looked closely, he found that the old man was walking off the ground, and the soles of his feet had not even touched a drop of water.

At the door of the An family's old mansion, Xun Chuan, who was hiding in the Bentley car and didn't dare to show his face, suddenly froze, and shouted in a lost voice: "He senior?"

This old man has a name that many people look up to, Daoist Realm Grandmaster, He Yuanming!

Moreover, he was almost fifty or sixty years older than the Great Elder of the Li Family in the North.

He is the longest-standing grandmaster of the Chinese Ascendant Realm, and when he entered the Daoist Realm, many magicians and feng shui masters were still toddlers.

Is He Lao here?

The moment He Yuanming stepped into the An family's old mansion, even Wei Guojun's heart was full of turbulence, and his face couldn't help but show respect.

"He Tianjun!"

An Guotian lowered his head and saluted respectfully.

In the cultivation of the Dao vein, the realm of the Dao Enterer is comparable to the innate can be called the True Monarch, and the Daoist Realm can fight against the great grandmaster and the strong, so naturally he will no longer be called the True Monarch, and the strong of the Great Martial Dao Master is compared to the shoulder, and they are all called the Heavenly Monarch.

It's just that the Heavenly Monarch who appeared in the An family's old mansion today is definitely the strongest person in the Daoist realm. In the face of He Yuanming, ordinary great grandmasters and powerhouses should also respectfully and respectfully call He Tianjun.

But few people know that He Lao Tianjun has actually been friends with the An family for decades, and when He Lao was just a real monarch, the An family didn't know how much he helped, thus forming this good fate that continues to this day.

He Yuanming's bones were not stained with mortal dust, but he nodded and smiled slightly.

The beautiful woman beside him had a glint in her eyes, looking curiously at the people present, especially the figure in front of the mourning hall.

"Is this the person who broke into An's old house?"

A look of astonishment flashed in the woman's eyes, daring to break into the old mansion of the An family, she thought it was some earth-shattering big man. Who would have thought that the other party would be so young.

It's a bit too wasteful to settle down, right?

A teenager who is much younger than himself can even break into the old house of the An family, as if no one is around? The An family even moved his own master.

The stunned and contemptuous look in the woman's eyes, how could An Guotian, who was almost a human being, not see it?

Today, the An family has indeed lost a bit of face, even if this master Mu is driven away, it will still have a great sense of frustration and impact on the An family.

An Guotian has no choice, who let it, it was the master Su Jiangmu who broke into his family's old house today.

"Old He, be careful, this son is the leader of Su Jiang, who has killed three innate masters of Hongmen, killed the five overseas powerhouses with one sword, and even killed a strong Earl of the Blood Clan with one sword. Even the old valley lord of the Medicine God Valley was defeated by him, and he was praised by the world as the world's first demon Tianjiao in China. An Guotian reminded, for fear that this heavenly monarch would capsize in the gutter because of his arrogance for a while.

"Oh?"

He Yuanming really didn't care too much, but after An Guotian said this, he couldn't help but pay more attention to Mu Yang.

In the light of his eyes, there seems to be some kind of secret power precipitating, as if he can see through everything.

It's just that when his gaze fell on Mu Yang, his expression changed slightly.

There was chaos in his eyes, and he couldn't see through it at all, and even after this glance, his secret power was devoured.

This made He Yuanming's heart slightly shocked, after entering the realm of Taoists, his Heavenly Eye Pass rarely returned in vain, this Master Su Jiangmu was really a little wonderful.

"I don't know why Xiaoyou broke into this old house?" He Yuanming's voice was very soft, and it was difficult to hear that this was the voice of an old man who was almost one hundred and fifty years old.

Mu Yang glanced at He Yuanming indifferently, "Is the reason very important? You can come here just because you want me to retreat, but if you want me to leave, you can use the Dao method in your hand to defeat me." If not, I'll stand here, and what can you do to the ants?"

"Arrogance!"

"Presumptuous!"

The An family shouted angrily, and An Guotian's face changed slightly.

This Master Mu is too arrogant and arrogant, does he know who He Lao is?

The beautiful woman holding the umbrella behind He Yuanming was even more frowning, she respected her master as a god, and now this hairy boy dared to talk to her master like this?

It's really arrogant and I don't know what to say!

She sneered, and her beautiful eyes were already cold.

After Master hits you hard, see how you end?

Only He Yuanming's heart was like water, and he was never angry at Mu Yang's simple words.

"It seems that Xiaoyou is going to fight with the old man?" He Yuanming shook his head and smiled, his jade-like hands under the gray robe slowly raised, "The old man has been practicing feng shui and Taoism for more than 100 years, and he has been involved in the five elements and six Taoist techniques, and he has not done it for many years. ”

"If the old man wins, is the little friend willing to leave?"

He Yuanming flicked his fingers slightly, and streams of spiritual power spread out from his body, and the rain around him seemed to be frozen in mid-air.

"Don't worry, you can't beat me!"

Mu Yang said lightly, as if he was talking about a fact, but it made everyone feel arrogant to the point of no boundaries.

Even if it is the old valley lord of the Medicine God Valley, it is impossible for him to be the opponent of He Lao Tianjun, after all, the old valley master of the Medicine God Valley specializes in medical skills, and if he wants to help the world, his combat power is naturally not comparable to his own realm.

But He Lao Tianjun is different, for more than 150 years, he has beheaded the big demons and killed the ghosts. The big demon that once caused trouble to the people was sneaky, and He Lao Tianjun alone killed more than half of them.

No one would question the strength of this He Lao Tianjun, but on the contrary, this Mu Master's attitude is so arrogant, I really don't know what he relies on.

"Hehehe, Mu Xiaoyou is young and frivolous, but he is also arrogant. He Yuanming chuckled and said: "The old man cultivated at the age of seven, and now he is one hundred and fifty-four years old, and he has slashed the big demon out of evil all his life...... Fang is known as the true monarch today. ”

He Yuanming smiled a little dumbly, shook his head and said, "It's really old! When I saw Xiaoyou, I thought that I was old now, and I actually had a trace of competitiveness, which really shouldn't be!"

His fingers flicked together, flicking the raindrops that had been frozen in mid-air.

Immediately, countless raindrops seemed to be pulled by He Yuanming, converging into a stream and rushing out in all directions, and where they passed, the drizzle in the air was actually stagnant, and the entire Anjia old house, at this moment, there was no half drop of rain on the ground.

Everyone was stunned by such a terrifying means, if it is said that the battle of the great grandmaster and the strong is the earth shaking the mountains, then the battle of the Daoist Realm Heavenly Monarch, that is the eight immortals crossing the sea to show their magical powers, compared to the martial artists, the real battle of the Dao Masters is like the mythical divine law flying away to destroy the heavens and the earth.

When everyone came back to their senses, they all gasped.

In their eyes, an earth-shattering array enveloped the entire An family's old mansion in it.

The water droplets that originally gathered into a stream were all shaken into mist, and the mist was constantly intertwined like a line, forming a mysterious and complex array, which was breathtaking.

"It is worthy of He Lao Tianjun!" An Guotian sighed deeply, full of awe.

"It's really like the means of the gods in the world!" Wei Guojun was also shocked beyond measure, although technology can also be used endlessly, but there is still a long way to go to reach this point.

"Xiaoyou, this formation is called the Phantom Mist Array, although it is not a Phantom Array, but it can transform into an infinite form with the things that form a formation, what do you think of this formation?" He Yuanming asked with interest, if someone who knew Muyang heard it, he would definitely smile bitterly, because this was just a humiliation.

But He Yuanming really wanted to hear what this young man who was so bewitching at such a young age had to say about his own techniques, as he said, when he saw that Mu Yang was so young and had the strength that could make him unable to see through or even devour his secret power, it had already made him feel a little uneven in his heart, and he wanted to fight.

After more than 100 years of hard cultivation all his life, can he balance his heart when he sees a rising star who is not yet twenty years old and can compete with him?

Although the rising star is better than Lin, how can everyone be like this?

It's just that He Yuanming is worthy of being a Taoist realm Heavenly Monarch who has cultivated himself for more than 100 years, and he is open-minded, and that little bit of competitiveness will not affect his thoughts, and he can know the result between his shots, if he loses, it is just that his skills are not as good as others, of course, this possibility is still extremely small. If you win, there will naturally be no more grievances in your heart.

Being able to have a mind no matter what, is something that many people can't do.

Mu Yang looked at this large array quietly, and slowly spit out four words, "The end of the side!"

It's really not that Mu Yang is arrogant, it's just that He Yuanming chose the wrong person to ask for advice.

This formation already has the level of the mortal realm in the fairy world, and it is based on the formation of all things in heaven and earth, and it is definitely the crown in Huaxia, but ...... He asked Mu Yang, a former supreme immortal realm, a martial emperor who suppressed the heavens alone.

This creates a very awkward situation!

Even if the strongest person in the immortal world broke the spatial barrier and asked Mu Yang what his strength was, Mu Yang's answer would only be four words: But that's it.

Therefore, Mu Yang's evaluation, for others, is definitely a truly arrogant statement. No one knows, in fact, in the heart of this teenager, it is really just seen like this.

How could a Martial Emperor who was proficient in the Immortal Realm's high-grade exercises, immortal arts, supernatural powers, and various supreme divine techniques be able to see a formation technique that could reach the lower grade of the mortal realm?

He Yuanming was also stunned, he looked at Mu Yang fixedly, and it took a long time to react, and his eyes sank slightly.

"In that case, then please ask Mr. Mu to taste and taste this small array!"

The title has changed from a little friend to a gentleman, which shows that this He Lao Tianjun's heart is already angry.

Like others, in their eyes, Mu Yang's arrogant words are almost blatant insults, and no one can bear them.

He Lao Tianjun's words fell, and in an instant, the mist that was frozen in mid-air exploded, turning into countless needles like thin needles, stabbing towards Mu Yang.

Each of these fine needles is enough to penetrate more than ten inches of sheet metal, so dense that even a house is enough to crush into ruins.

Everyone held their breath at the moment, and their eyes were focused on the thin needles that were like pins and needles in the phantom fog array.

Except for the sound of fine needles piercing the air, there is no abnormal sound in the old house.