For the first time, Mu Bai discovered for the first time that he still had such a big secret hidden in him, and he also had such a mission!

But what if there is? What if there isn't?

On the road of cultivation, we must always go on, no matter what the future holds. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Take the path of others, so that there is no way out! This is his motto and the criterion of his life.

Looking at Demon Juntian and Demon Wushuang, he said, "These are still too far away from us, let's take the current road first!"

Having said that, there was a storm in my heart.

The word Gu Immortal was deeply engraved in his mind.

From that moment on, he had to pay attention to these two words, those who were related to them.

Although he has learned a lot from Demon Juntian and Demon Wushuang, he still can't figure out what the connection between the innate demon gods mentioned by the two of them is related to the three thousand innate demon gods he learned in modern society?

Are they one, or are they two different things?

In this regard, Mu Bai didn't think too much about it. Because he understands that with his current ability, let alone touching this level, even the immortal realm on the ghost star cannot be reached.

What's the use of thinking about something that is so far away that I don't know where it is? It's better to solve the current matter and make a good breakthrough in cultivation.

Putting aside his thoughts, he glanced at Demon Juntian and Demon Wushuang, then looked back at the Ancient Forbidden Land behind him, and said, "Since you are from the ancient period and are still alive in the Ancient Ruins, can you know anything about the existence in the Ancient Forbidden Land?"

Hearing this, Demon Wushuang and Demon Juntian's faces changed greatly, their bodies trembled, and they waved their hands at the same time: "I don't know, I don't know!"

Seeing this scene, even a fool understood the fear of the two people in front of him for the existence in the Ancient Forbidden Land.

An existence that is feared by both ancient demons and ancient spirits, what kind of existence is that, and how powerful will it be?

Mu Bai couldn't ask anything, and he no longer asked about the Gu Yi clan, but changed the topic and said: "Since the two seniors are still alive, why don't they go out of the desolate ancient ruins and go to the outside world to find another opportunity, and they can also reproduce the power of the Gu Yi clan!"

Demon Juntian smiled bitterly and said, "The two of us are ancient demons and ancient spirits in ancient times, and we have been cursed and hunted down by the Heavenly Dao, once we leave this place of ruins, our souls will be scattered and disappear completely. ”

"Oh!" Mu Bai nodded slightly, without asking the specific reason. Because he knows that there are many things that cannot be explained, and there are many things that others are unwilling to say.

"Little friend," Demon Juntian looked at Mu Bai and said with a slight smile: "Let's go, the two of us don't know how many years of cultivation it will take to really recover, if it has the opportunity to hope that you can return here, and then enter the nine immortal mountains, look for the opportunity of the ancient times, and help my ancient clan regain its glory." ”

Mu Bai focused on the first and did not say much.

If the former is true, not to mention the rest, he already understands that this is a distant time, a time that is unimaginably far away.

You must know that the former uses "how many years", and it does not take many years, you can imagine how long the years are, and it is unimaginable.

Even powerful ancient demons and ancient spirits like Demon Juntian and Demon Wushuang can't imagine the time.

Mu Bai didn't say much, his face was solemn, he knew that from this moment on, he would have more fate on his back and more things to do.

Demon Juntian looked at Mu Bai, also with a solemn face, and said seriously: "This time I left, in the land of the Southern Barbarians, it is your chance to enter the Heavenly Desolate Tribe, I hope that after you enter, you will establish your own tribe." You must know that between heaven and earth, although my ancient clan has not been recognized by the way of heaven, and has been suppressed miserably, the bloodline of my ancient clan can never be lost, let alone disappear. Therefore, between heaven and earth, there are always those who have the thin bloodline of our ancient clan, you must do your best to find them, establish a clan and a sect that belongs to us, in order to reproduce the glory of our ancient clan, lead them to kill the nine heavens, step on the nine shadows, and compete with the heavenly way for luck. ”

These words are bearable, but Mu Bai's heart is heavier than these words.

Because he knows that his fate will be even more different. What you need to face is not only the many immortal cultivators of the ghost star, but also all the immortal cultivators under the Heavenly Dao, and even the unknown forces in the chaotic space.

Mu Bai didn't say much, and stood respectfully in place.

Demon Juntian also stopped speaking, and waved his hand at the same time as Demon Wushuang.

Two majestic and incomparable breaths emanated, gathered together, enveloped Mu Bai and the Second Yuan God, rose into the air, turned into a white light, and disappeared in an instant.

On the Tianhuang Peak of the Heavenly Desolate Tribe, the Desolate Dust sat like a clock, and in front of him, an old man stood respectfully.

Silence, tranquility!

On the entire peak, there was not the slightest sound, not even the sound of birds, beasts and insects.

After a long time, Huang Chen slowly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Wang Yong, you have been in my Heavenly Desolate Tribe for a hundred years, and since the time you entered, I have given you the title of Registered Elder, and I have treated you badly over the years!"

Wang Yong hurriedly clasped his fists and shook it respectfully, and said: "The patriarch is kind to me, and Wang Yong will never forget it." ”

Huang Chen nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "This time, our department ushered in a genius who is rare in the ages. You know who he is!"

"Mu Bai!" Wang Yong said respectfully.

Desolate Dust slowly raised his head, looked at the sky, and muttered: "Mu Bai has an empty path heart, and he and the second primordial god have the breath of ancient demons, in my opinion, his achievements will be extremely extraordinary in the future, and he may even lead our entire Heavenly Desolate tribe to break through the ghost star and go to the place where we truly belong." ”

"Congratulations to the patriarch, this is the blessing of my Heavenly Desolate Tribe. Wang Yong said.

Huangchen frowned slightly, his face became solemn, and said: "Although this son is extraordinary, he has entered the Ancient Forbidden Land and successfully walked out, but he has a huge shortcoming!"

"Arrogance!" Before the former could speak, Wang Yong spoke up.

Huang Chen nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, arrogant, but he has that capital!" Speaking of this, the words changed and said: "But such a person, if you want to really make good use of it, if you want to really make him the hope of our Heavenly Desolate Tribe, you still need a huge tempering!"

"Huge?" asked Wang Yong in disbelief.

Huang Chen said: "It's huge, and it's torture in every way, and it's difficult in every way! After the return of this son, everything is up to you, and he must be allowed to establish his own tribe, but it must be under our control. Do you understand?"

"Obey!" Wang Yong bowed respectfully.

"Go!" Wasteland waved his hand, slowly closed his eyes, and muttered, "Whether he is like this with Mu Lao, or the name he reports, you don't have to pay attention. ”

As soon as the voice fell, he instantly entered a state of steady.

This is the power of the strong!

Wang Yong didn't dare to say more, bowed respectfully, and withdrew from Tianhuang Peak.

The light flashed, and Mu Bai and the second primordial god appeared on the square of the Heavenly Desolate Tribe.

In the silent square, no one appeared on it except for Wang Yong, who was sitting like a clock.

Mu Bai looked around, putting away his thoughts in the ancient ruins. He knew that when he walked out of the ancient ruins, he would welcome a new journey.

He didn't know what this kind of journey was, but he had an ultimate goal, that is, to open the Ancient Teleportation Array of the Heavenly Desolate Tribe and return to the Hongwu Continent.

glanced at Wang Yong, who was sitting like a clock, and recognized at a glance that this old man was the person who led him in the first place.

stepped forward, waved respectfully, and said, "Senior, junior Mu Bai is back!"

Wang Yong sat cross-legged like a clock, still closing his eyes tightly, and didn't pay attention to it at all.

Mu Bai deliberately raised his voice and said, "Senior, junior Mu Bai is back!"

Wang Yong was still there, as if he hadn't heard it.

Mu Bai's face sank slightly, revealing a look of displeasure, condensing the vitality of Yuan Ying, and roaring angrily: "Mu Ye is back!"

As soon as this voice came out, it instantly spread throughout the entire Heavenly Desolate Tribe.

Rolling out, like thunder.

At this moment, all the clansmen of the Heavenly Desolate Tribe stopped cultivating and looked up at the sky.

"Mu Ye, there is no such person in the Heavenly Desolate Tribe!" Wang Yong opened his mouth slowly, still closing his eyes tightly.

At this time, if Mu Bai still can't see the reason for his species, he is a fool.

His face became gloomy, and he said coldly: "Between heaven and earth, I am also Mu Ye!"

Wang Yong snorted coldly, opened his eyes, his eyes were shining, and he snorted coldly: "Are you here to find death?"

Mu Bai laughed and said, "If you can kill me, I will definitely not fight back!"

As he spoke, he exuded a majestic coercion with the second elemental god.

The coercion of the two Yuanying monks immediately suppressed Wang Yong.

Wang Yong's face changed greatly, and he was pressed to the ground, but he still didn't say anything: "Go to the ancient ruins, they are the clansmen of my Tianhuang tribe, go, go to the tribe to report on your own." ”

After speaking, with a wave of one hand, he offered a jade slip and handed it to Mu Bai.

Mu Bai's gloomy face changed, and he became a smile, but that smile was not yet fully bright.

If it is brilliant, Wang Yong in front of him will be broken bones.

But at this moment, in Mu Bai's eyes, Wang Yong is already a dead man!

It's so difficult today, one day, he will pay back a hundredfold!

Putting away the jade slip, he didn't know where to go, but he didn't say anything to ask, because he didn't think there was any need to ask a person who was already dead!

He turned around and walked towards the edge of the square with the second elemental god.

"You don't need to worry about this little friend. For monks like us, the potential of spiritual roots is very low, and it can be said that they are the flow of waste spiritual roots. If you can successfully get out of the ancient ruins, you are also lucky, so you have less to worry about. If you cultivate well in the Heavenly Desolate Tribe, you may be able to establish your own tribe, and then you will soar into the sky and completely change your fate. As soon as Mu Bai walked to the edge of the square, an old man stopped Mu Bai and explained.

Hearing the former's words, Mu Bai was stunned in his heart, shook his head respectfully, and said, "Thank you seniors for your advice, the kid has just joined the Tianhuang tribe, and I hope that my seniors will give me!"

The old man laughed and said, "Xiaoyou's words are too modest, according to cultivation, the little old man Li Tian should call you a senior!"

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