The entire heaven and earth were shrouded in turquoise divine light, and when this middle-aged man was stunned, he didn't even notice that the invisible barrier behind him that blocked the black mist seemed to be moving backwards for hundreds of feet at this moment.

The cold abyss demonic qi that originally made the world anxious, did not seem to have much resistance under this green divine light, but was forced to retreat to a more distant place as the green extended.

His mind went blank and he couldn't think about anything anymore. This feeling was like the mood he had when he was young, when he saw the martial king who cast the magic of heaven and earth.

No, more exaggerated.

Although the Martial King is strong, it is still a realm that can be reached, but this Tongtian Ancient Tree has already surpassed his understanding, and since he was crowned king, he has not felt this way for many years.

Even if his arm is cut off, he just feels that his skills are inferior to others, and he doesn't have this sense of humility, and this feeling can't even be said to be a mayfly shaking a tree or hitting a stone with an egg.

As this turquoise divine light enveloped the entire world, the middle-aged man suddenly sensed something, and suddenly hung in the air as if he had burned his feet.

Under his feet, the pitch-black soil layer suddenly appeared a touch of invisible color, and as the turquoise divine light spread through the void, the pitch-black color of the soil layer slowly faded, revealing the color that truly belonged to the earth.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's pupils suddenly contracted, and his body moved and fell on the ground again, but this time, he did not maintain that line of separation, but really stood on it.

Leaning down, he grabbed a handful of dirt on the ground with his remaining left hand, the yellow sand grains were distinct, and there was no longer any strange power belonging to the demonic energy.

His fingers were slightly loose, allowing the loess and sand to flow away from between his fingers, the middle-aged man raised his head, looked at the shadow of the tree that reached the sky, took a deep breath, and a look of awe appeared in his eyes.

The birth of a sect was enough to make all the Xuanmen eyes sideways, but it was not enough to make the entire Far North tremble.

However, if this sect had the means to purify the demonic qi of the cold abyss, and the soil that had been eroded for thousands of years in the extreme north returned to its original state, if such news was transmitted, it would be enough to stir up the situation in all directions.

This is a power that even the Holy Land Xuanzong does not grasp, and this is the solution that has plagued countless generations and caused countless strong people to cry blood and calamity.

Looking at the shadow of this Tongtian tree, he seemed to see a real Xuanmen Holy Sect that could be honored, facing the immortal mountain above the sea of clouds, facing the shadow of the giant tree that penetrated the sky and the earth, the middle-aged man saluted with one hand, and he was happy and convinced.

As the shadow of this all-encompassing giant tree manifested in Zhou Tian, it was not only here that was also shaken.

A majestic pass as high as a mountain cliff, the rock on which it was built was a pitch-black color, the thick chains were embedded in the walls and the huge gates, and a sergeant dressed in a black chongkai and a grimace mask held the battle in his hand, and lined up on the city wall without expression.

The entire city stretched for dozens of miles, and there was a sergeant lined up every few steps, but between the dense black-armored figures, there was no sound transmission, not even a single eye contact, and the black light shrouded the black loneliness, as if it was hell and made people tremble.

And among these many ironclad sergeants, there were several majestic figures standing on the main wall of the Xiongguan. Among them, there are old and young, strong men with indifferent faces, and middle-aged beauties with charming faces, and an amazing aura spreads one after another.

And among those many figures, there are even two familiar faces.

With red hair, a pair of red eyes, and a breath like a suppressed volcano, the character who exploded like a powder keg was like the Chiyun General who was sitting in front of the Demon Pass and passed by Ye Han.

It's just that at this time, his face didn't have the unruly color he had at the beginning, but his face was a little stiff, looking at the shadow of the tree that penetrated the sky, it seemed to suppress the sky, and his face was a little strange.

And behind him, the woman with a graceful posture and a girl-like appearance looked no better than him.

The glamorous general's gaze had been wandering over the shadow of the heavenly tree, and his eyes kept flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

And beside these two generals, there are six other people alongside them, and the eight generals of the Demon Pass have all gathered at this moment. And the figure standing behind them, although the aura is a little dim, but the one who is qualified to rank here is at least a martial artist in the realm of the Martial Sect.

This is an existence that can be in charge of the mountain gate in the second-rate Xuanmen, but it is difficult to sit here one by one, especially Chiyun and Wei Mei, whose faces are even more strange.

"No...... It's that person......"

In fact, when the divine light of the Xuantian Dao Sect Mountain Gate manifested for the first time, the closest Demon Pass had already been alarmed, and the martial artists who had retreated one after another walked out, and several generals guarding the pass were even more energetic, but their eyes still had a shock that could not be concealed when they saw the far north.

As the general in charge of Xiongguan's affairs, Chiyun and Wei Mei came to this city pass at the first moment, and saw that the divine light that penetrated the sky and the earth at the beginning had gone from manifestation to disappearance, although their hearts were shaken, they still did not lose their square inches.

They hadn't reached the realm of the Martial King yet, and their divine thoughts had never been in line with the Heavenly Dao, so they couldn't know what was going on at the first time.

And several other generals were only born by chance, nothing more.

However, as time passed, when the tension on the city wall gradually dissipated, an even greater divine power suddenly erupted from the place where the divine light had just manifested.

This time, the momentum was much greater than before, the turquoise divine light shrouded thousands of zhang of radius, and the jade sound that enveloped the heavens and the earth turned into an ancient giant tree that penetrated the heavens and the earth in the underworld, even if it was thousands of miles away, many warriors on the Demon Pass could still feel their own insignificance.

The shock caused this time is undoubtedly even greater. In the entire Demon Pass, almost all the people in charge have gathered, and on this huge pass, a martial artist who has reached the realm of perfection is almost standing in all directions.

Seeing the shadow of the giant tree that penetrated the sky and the earth, and feeling the terrifying coercion that enveloped the heavens and the earth, these top warriors who had gathered the power of the dynasty lost the courage to speak at the same time.

And in the silence, almost no one noticed that above the void in front of everyone, a majestic figure like a mountain appeared out of thin air.

He didn't wear the armor of the army, and even his upper body was naked, revealing his knotted muscles, and on his arms, two huge tattoos, a dragon and a tiger, lay behind his arms, and the beast pupils containing a fierce aura made them almost feel like they were alive, as if they could roar and pounce on them in the next moment.

Chiyun's hair almost stood on end, and the other seven generals who were standing side by side with him also trembled at the same moment, which was the only thing that a martial artist who had cultivated to a certain level could have reacted to the crisis.

However, it soon returned to its original state, just facing the strong man, this high-ranking martial sect all lowered their heads in reverence.

Hanyu Dynasty, Barbarian King, Ye Xuanhuang!