In the void, a huge black jar exuded monstrous might.

Jun Aotian stepped on the black magic jar, proud of the world, and the power was shocking.

The cultivation of the True Yuan Quadruple Realm directly burst out.

In an instant, this piece of heaven and earth was directly enveloped by his coercion.

The bodies of everyone present trembled, and their eyes looked into the void in horror.

Even the Proud Sword Villa and the Netherworld Sect were faintly suppressed by Jun Aotian.

"It's the core disciple of Qingyun Holy Land, Jun Aotian!"

"Even he is here, it is said that his talent can be ranked in the top ten in the entire Qingyun Holy Land!"

"With such momentum, I'm afraid his cultivation is already the fourth level of the True Yuan Realm!"

Some of the small force disciples and scattered cultivators below were shocked when they saw Jun Aotian's unparalleled might.

When Jun Aotian showed his cultivation, the faces of Gu Yi, the genius of the Netherworld Sect, and the sword Fengyun of the Proud Sword Villa immediately became extremely ugly.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the two could only return to their camp in a gloomy manner, not daring to say another word challenging Jun Aotian.

The last time Jun Aotian defeated them, it was a cross-level battle, but now Jun Aotian's cultivation is higher than them, which makes them see no hope of defeating Jun Aotian at all.

The cultivation of the Proud Innocence Yuan Quadruple Realm almost overwhelmed everyone present.

At this moment, Jun Aotian is in the limelight and proud of the world.

Nalan Xue'er looked at the arrogant and peerless man in the void, and her face became extremely pale and extremely ugly.

"This is the man you divorced in the first place?"

Seeing Nalan Xue'er's face at the moment, Jun Haotian thought in his heart and said lightly.

"Yes!"

Nalan Xue'er said expressionlessly.

"Do you regret it?"

Jun Haotian asked.

"Hmph, if I had to do it all over again, I would kill him directly on the day of my divorce!"

Hearing this, Nalan Xue'er instantly remembered all the things in her previous life, and her face became extremely cold.

I thought that after being reborn, with my current cultivation speed, I would be able to catch up with Jun Aotian very quickly.

But now it seems that the distance between the two is getting farther and farther away.

Hearing this, Jun Haotian's eyes showed a look of surprise.

He thought that Nalan Xue'er should be very remorseful at this moment.

According to the novels he had read before, after seeing the son of luck show his ultimate talent, the female partner who quit the marriage usually showed a look of extreme remorse.

Some even fell in love with the son of luck from then on, and were included in the harem by the son of luck.

This Nalan Xue'er has a bit of a personality!

In this world where the strong are respected, she did not change her original intention because of the growth of Jun Aotian's strength.

It's already a rarity!

"With your talent, after entering the Yaochi Holy Land, your cultivation progress will not be worse than his. Jun Haotian said lightly.

Nalan Xue'er is only sixteen years old this year, and she has a half-step True Yuan Realm cultivation, as long as Nalan Xue'er worships in the Yaochi Holy Land, it is not impossible to catch up with Jun Aotian.

Hearing this, Nalan Xue'er nodded.

As long as you get that thing in the ruins, it will not be difficult for you to surpass Jun Aotian!

Due to the large number of people below, Nalan Xue'er and Jun Haotian were standing on the periphery again, but Jun Aotian didn't notice Nalan Xue'er.

Rumble!

Not long after Jun Aotian's arrival, a crack suddenly appeared in the blood-colored light mask on the bronze giant gate, and it turned directly into thousands of fragments after a while.

At the same time, a blood-colored light shot out from the bronze giant gate, and the next moment, the entire giant gate disappeared directly.

"This ...... What the hell is going on!"

Nalan Xue'er looked at the suddenly disappeared bronze giant gate, her eyes were full of disbelief: "How can it be ...... after an hour?"

"Sure enough, as soon as Jun Aotian arrived, the ruin door opened, and this ruin is probably the opportunity that the author prepared for Jun Aotian!"

Jun Haotian's eyes showed a look that was really like this.

Seeing the bronze giant gate disappearing, everyone else was shocked, and then began to go crazy!

"The ruins are open!"

"The ruins are open, and the ruins are mine!"

"Rush!"

The small force disciples and scattered cultivators below were completely crazy, and they rushed towards the bronze giant gate excitedly one by one.

"Let's go in too!"

And the Proud Sword Villa and the Netherworld Sect disciples who were in the void also turned into a long rainbow and rushed in.

"Humph!"

Jun Aotian, who was standing in the black magic jar, saw this scene, his face showed a trace of disdain, and then the true yuan surged, urging the black magic jar.

In the next moment, a trace of black and white qi poured out around Jun Aotian's body.

"A group of things that don't know the height of the sky, how can I let you get involved in my chance!"

Jun Aotian looked at the bronze gate, directly controlled the black magic jar, turned into a black and white light, and rushed in.

The black and white brilliance contained terrifying power, and wherever it passed, the void exploded.

Some of the warriors who were rushing towards the ruins encountered this black and white brilliance, and their bodies immediately exploded and died.

The majestic True Yuan Realm powerhouse in the outside world is like an ant at this moment, and it can be destroyed at will.

Everywhere Jun Aotian passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, screaming in the sky.

But no one dared to speak out!

Jun Aotian, Qingyun Holy Land, core disciple!

This background, this talent, is enough to make him arrogant.

"Let's go, we should go in too!"

Gently touching Nalan Xue'er, who was still losing her mind, Jun Haotian said lightly.

"Hmm!"

Nalan Xue'er came back to her senses, looked at Jun Haotian, and asked, "Can you tell me your name?" In case you fall in the ruins, wouldn't I even remember the name of my benefactor!"

"My name is Haotian!"

Jun Haotian said lightly, and then stepped into the entrance of the ruins.

Whew!Whew!

As Jun Haotian entered the entrance of the ruins, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded.

Jun Haotian found that it was as if he had entered an undersea whirlpool, and an incomparably chaotic force carried him forward.

Then, the endless darkness engulfed Jun Haotian's sight, and at the same time, a savage-like vicissitudes of life rushed to his face.

"This is the inside of the ruins?"

It wasn't until his feet stepped on the ground that a faint light tore out in Jun Haotian's sight.

When Jun Haotian saw the surrounding environment clearly, his face suddenly changed drastically.

Jun Haotian's eyes swept around, only to see that he was in a barren land, countless huge mountains rose and fell one after another, towering towering trees were full of them, covering the sky and the sun, and the whole world presented a desolate scene.

"What about Nalan Xue'er, is it separated by the spatial disturbance fluctuations on the vortex just now?"

"It seems that this ruins are not just the tomb of the golden-winged roc as imagined, this piece of heaven and earth should be like some small worlds, and it has its own space. Jun Haotian frowned, according to his original imagination, this should be the tomb of the Golden-winged Dapeng or the cave mansion where he cultivated in the past.

Closing his eyes, Jun Haotian's heart condensed slightly, feeling the heaven and earth within a radius of tens of thousands of meters, in this heaven and earth, he could hardly detect any breath fluctuations, and the dead silence was terrifying.