The light curtain shrouded in, and the spiritual power on Han Mu and Ying Yan was actually imprisoned in an instant, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth around them was also dissipating at a speed that was visible to the naked eye!

"Heavenly Spirit Array?"

Han Mu raised his head and looked at the light curtain that shrouded from above the sky, and then his palms slowly clenched, and his expression became solemn.

On the other side of Han Mu, Stygian Yan originally had an indifferent expression, but after feeling the oppressive force in the light curtain, his eyes suddenly became a little suspicious, and then he seemed to think of something, and a cold color suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Shi Tianchi, I didn't expect it to be you, an old horseman!" Sneered Yan sneered.

Rumble!

As the words fell, the light curtain exploded, forming a torrent of spiritual power, and in the torrent, two figures emerged!

"Wait, bow down and receive the order of heaven!"

Between the condensation of light, the person on the left, as soon as his palm was turned over, a golden scroll appeared in his hand, and he spread the scroll, and a strong sense of oppression instantly enveloped everyone below!

Han Mu stared at this person, this was an old man with a white beard, but on his body, he could feel a rather strong pressure, this kind of pressure was not something that an ordinary powerhouse in the Fusion Realm could have.

Immediately, Han Mu's eyes moved slightly, and he saw a slender white-clothed young man beside the old man, standing in the air with his hands in his hands, a unique temperament emanated, he seemed to sense Han Mu's gaze, lowered his head slightly, and looked down, the pride in his eyes also let Han Mu know that this guy does not take these people in his eyes.

"That's ?......"

Among the disciples of the Yan Mansion, Yan Mingfei stared solemnly into the air, and when they saw the white-clothed young man on the right clearly, their pupils suddenly shrank, and then there was an inexplicable meaning in their eyes.

"Great Prince, Qin Ye!" Yan Hai muttered to himself, and his voice also made many people around him listen to it.

Among the many disciples of Yanfu, there were only a few people who had seen the eldest prince, so when Yanhai's voice came, everyone suddenly exploded, and one by one their eyes were fiery towards the white-clothed young man in mid-air.

Yan Tiannan breathed a sigh of relief, now that the eldest prince has arrived, no matter how strong the Immortal Yan is, I am afraid that he will have to restrain himself.

Yan Tianchi and several Keqing elders glanced at each other, then they all nodded, and then several of them took two steps forward together and bowed down towards the white-haired old man.

"The wild goose in the wild goose is late, follow the order of heaven!"

This scene fell into the eyes of everyone in the Yan Mansion, and they hurriedly followed Yan Tianchi's movements and bowed down towards the so-called royal heavenly order.

Yan Tiannan's brows furrowed, his eyes flickered, and finally, his right foot bent and he knelt on one knee: "Yanfu Yan Tiannan, obey the order of heaven!"

In mid-air, the white-haired old man glanced down indifferently, and after Yan Tiannan also knelt down, his eyes narrowed, and his gaze turned to the opposite side of the people in Yan Mansion.

There, there was a young man in a green shirt, two middle-aged men in black robes, and two figures lying on the ground.

"Snort, Shi Tianchi, now that he has entered the royal family, he is very majestic!" Shen Yan's gaze met the white-haired old man, and then he sneered and said.

"Shen Yan, the old man is here today with the royal decree, I don't want to talk too much nonsense with you, if you don't take the order, get out of the Yan Mansion!" The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and the aura on his body also became extremely powerful in an instant.

"Sect Master, this old guy is strong, are we ......?"

The Elder of the Ghost Sect whispered, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the wave of his hand.

Stygian's gaze swept to Han Mu on the other side, looking at Han Mu's still upright body, he grinned and said to Han Mu: "Boy, it seems that you don't pay much attention to this Black Spirit Imperial Family." ”

Han Mu frowned and glanced at Shen Yan, who suddenly burst out laughing after the latter made eye contact with him.

"I'm optimistic about you, don't let me down. ”

Shen Yan laughed, and then he waved his hand at the elder behind him, and his body shot up directly, flying towards the outside of the Yan Mansion.

The elder understood, rolled up the two bodies on the ground, and also fled towards the outside of the Yan Mansion.

In mid-air, the white-haired old man watched this scene indifferently, and he did not have the slightest intention of hindering the departure of Shen Yan and the others.

However, just after the bodies of the four of them disappeared into the distant sky, the white-haired old man's gaze suddenly fell on Han Mu below, his expression was indifferent, but when his gaze swept over Han Mu, there was a faint surprise in his eyes.

"Are you the cursed person who buried the heavens?!" the white-haired old man asked in a cold voice, although it was a question, but the affirmation in his words could be heard by anyone.

Han Mu was also stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and did not reply.

And the white-clothed young man next to the white-haired old man stared at Han Mu in a little surprise, he didn't expect that the cursed person who buried the heavenly plains would actually come to their Black Spirit Clan's territory.

"Seeing my royal decree, why don't you kneel?!"

The white-haired old man suddenly snorted coldly, and the powerful momentum on his body instantly pressed towards Han Mu.

Han Mu's expression froze, this old guy's strength was stronger than that of the Underworld, and it was really troublesome enough to solve him.

Facing the momentum oppression of the white-haired old man, Han Mu forcibly endured it, and his body stood majestically, without fear!

"You said it yourself, I'm not from your Black Spirit Clan, why, do you have to kneel!" Han Mu said word by word, coldly.

The white-haired old man stared at Han Mu like this, and his momentum and oppressive force were getting stronger and stronger.

Han Mu's expression gradually became solemn, just now using the spiritual power of the mysterious giant in the little spirit's body, his body was already faintly unbearable, and now he was a little reluctant to fight against this white-haired old man who was even more powerful than the underworld.

Just when Han Mu's endurance was about to reach its limit, the white-haired old man snorted coldly, and the momentum oppressed on Han Mu instantly subsided, he glanced at Han Mu indifferently, and said coldly: "For the sake of you helping Yanfu, this time, I just gave you a small lesson." ”

Han Mu smiled coldly, and in his black eyes, there was a touch of coldness, quietly grazing.

"Han Mu, don't be impulsive, the royal family is not something you can afford to provoke now!"

Yan Shuirou's spiritual power transmission sounded in his head, and after Han Mu heard this, he took a deep breath, and immediately said to Yan Shuirou: "If people don't offend me, I won't offend people." ”

In the crowd, Yan Shui's soft eyes were shocked, and then she looked up at Han Mu suddenly, and seeing that the latter did not act impulsively, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Beside the white-haired old man, the white-clothed young man glanced at the crowd below for a while, and finally stopped on one of the shadows, his expression paused slightly, and then, the corners of his lips lifted a strange smile.

The body slowly fell to the ground, and the young man in white smiled at the shadow.

"I don't know if this woman is the daughter of the Lord of the Yan Mansion?"

The young man's laughter was wrapped in majestic spiritual power, and it reached everyone's ears, and countless people looked sideways at Yan Shuirou in the crowd, and then their eyes returned to the young man in white, their eyes full of inexplicable meaning.

Yan Shuirou was also stunned, raised her head slightly, and looked at the white-clothed young man in mid-air for two seconds, feeling the latter's extremely aggressive gaze, and then her willow eyebrows frowned, and a touch of coldness quietly surfaced in her clear eyes.