As Ye Han and the others left this mountain cliff, the slightly distorted space suddenly rippled round and round, and a thin old man and a young man who had not yet reached the crown appeared there, surrounded by true yuan, obviously a martial artist who had achieved cultivation.

The thin old man looked at the direction of Ye Han's departure, his face was calm, and he didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he felt the hot breath like a volcano completely disappear into his perception.

"Master, why did you let those two boys leave? I see them staring at our mountain gate sneakily, I'm afraid it's not a good thing. ”

The young man standing behind the old man didn't seem to notice the old man's face, and looked at the direction in which the two left, quite puzzled.

The thin old man listened to the young man's words, his face froze, and then he sneered: "Boy, let me see that you are a little rabbit cub, let me ask you, can you see the cultivation realm of the masked man at the head?"

"Can't ......"

The young man was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then said nonchalantly: "I'm afraid that I am wearing some treasure on my body that can hide my breath, and what's the big deal, can't you even see the master?"

The old man was embarrassed, his face turned red, but he replied very seriously: "Yes, the old man can't see it. ”

"No, what level of treasure does that have to be? Could it be that he brought a spiritual weapon with him to hide his aura?"

"Hehe, I'm afraid it's not a treasure, although the old man can't see his cultivation realm, but he recognizes the mount he used to travel when he just left......"

"The beast?"

The young man thought about Cang Yan's huge body of nearly twenty zhang, nodded slightly, and said, "Indeed, such a huge beast is extremely rare on this ice field, but that strange beast feels very strange to me, and it seems to be ......."

Boom!

"Oops!"

Before the young man finished speaking, he felt a pain in the top of his head, and he couldn't help but make a sound. When he looked up, he saw that his master had an angry face, and he wanted to stuff him back into the furnace to rebuild.

"Little rabbit cub, you dare to underestimate the martial artists of the world with a little talent? If you practice hard in the Library Pavilion for a day, you won't even be able to recognize the Red Flame Holy Armor Beast in this extreme north!"

"Red Flame Saint Armor Beast?"

The expression on the young man's face stiffened slightly, and his expression was slightly sneering, and he also remembered why he felt that this strange beast was very weird.

In the far north, the weather is cold and the ground is freezing. In this bitter cold land, most of the demon beasts belong to the ice attribute, and even with a few exceptions, it is unlikely to give people a feeling of being as hot as fire.

That kind of demon beast with the attribute of red flame, cultivating in this bitter cold place will naturally be suppressed by the time of heaven. Over time, there are fewer and fewer demon beasts of this attribute.

Those who can survive under the suppression of this bitter cold are all the best among the demon beasts, and they are all the existence of the Megatron side. And the Red Flame Holy Armor Beast is the most famous of them.

The young man seemed to be a little embarrassed, raised his hand and scratched his head gently, but the movements of his hand suddenly froze, as if he thought of something, and asked with some uncertainty: "The adult Chiyan Holy Armor Beast seems to be only eight zhang in size, isn't that strange beast just now a little ......?"

"Hey......

The thin old man laughed when he heard this, and said, "Why, little rabbit, don't you want to make the man look good?

"Adult Chiyan Shengjia beasts are generally only eight zhang in size, even if they exceed a little, they can rarely reach the body of ten zhang, but there are exceptions to everything, such as ......"

"The Red Flame Holy Armor Beast King?"

The boy gasped, and even forgot to take his palm off his head, a little incredulous.

"The beast king of the demon clan, at least there must be a fifth-order late stage of the Dao Xing, it turned out to be a mount, what kind of realm is that person? Could it be a martial king?"

"Hey, this ...... Who knows?"

The thin old man over there flipped over his hand and found an old wine gourd out of nowhere, raised his hand and poured it into his mouth, turned around and disappeared after a few steps.

The young man didn't hear it, and the old man, who didn't look very reliable, turned around and muttered to himself: "Good fellow, such a great god has come, and the old man almost woke up the elders in retreat, if you really act rashly, you must not lose your old face......

Their Chihai Sect was not as good as those sects with a strong person in the King Realm, and in the face of a strong man who was suspected of being a Martial King, he, the sect master, had no way to be calm.

"Looking at the direction of that person's departure, it seems that he is going to Zhenhanzhou? Isn't there something big going to happen?"

The old man pondered for a while, but shook his head with a wry smile, raised his hand to bring the wine gourd to his mouth, but found that the wine had already run out.

That's it, even if there is really any chance, how can they covet a small sect like the Chihai Sect.

Without the background of the King Realm powerhouse to suppress the sect, even if their Chihai Sect had more Martial Sect Realm elders, they would not have much confidence to the outside world.

This is also why their huge Chihai Sect, in the face of the arrival of outsiders, actually went by the sect master to personally go to find out the truth. It was also because of the fact that his potential had been exhausted, and the elders who could go further had gone into retreat.

"King Wu, as long as one of the senior brothers can successfully break through the realm, then the old man can also step down and go to Yunyou with peace of mind. ”

This old man holding a wine gourd looked back at the depths of his own sect, and his eyes showed a look of envy.

He had been the suzerain for many years, but he had no intention of power. Back then, in a catastrophe, in order to protect the sect, he used secret methods to overdraw his potential, and in this life, he could only stop at the peak of the Martial Sect Realm, and it was impossible to step into the Martial King Realm.

His brothers and sisters are all in retreat and penance, hoping to step into the realm of dominating the world, and he is the only one who has been stumbling in this realm for more than ten years.

As the years passed, he was old and tired, and he wanted to see the continent before he died.

Now he is no longer the head of a sect, but a dying old man who has a cut off from the future.

Everyone in the world has seen the mighty side of the Dynasty Saint Monarch and the Sect Saint Lord, but they have forgotten how much the person standing at the top has paid for the longevity of the party's forces.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight!

The north of Xuanzhou is Zhenhanzhou. The dividing line between the two continents is said to be the cliff that was slashed by a mythical powerhouse with a sword countless years ago, and the chilling sword aura will not dissipate for eternity.

Even today, there is still a discoloring sword intent left in it, and for some strong people who practice the way of the sword, this sword cliff spanning tens of thousands of miles is the best place to practice. Every time you feel something, you can make people improve by leaps and bounds.

But for the living, this is also a place of death that makes countless strong people shed blood.

When the demon tide broke out in the cold abyss, the sword qi contained in this sword cliff curbed the sweeping trend of the monsters like a tide, and over time, this place became the boundary between the two continents.

A sword cliff that stretches for thousands of miles, separating the two continents, is also like separating the two worlds.

On one side is the human world, and on the other side is the demon domain.