The next moment, the stone gate was crystal clear and transparent.

Some creatures appeared, especially on the gate tower, and there were even people speaking, and the rumble shook the starry sky of the universe.

At the same time, Yang Han was shocked and flew out.

Brush!

His face was pale, obviously extremely uncomfortable, if it weren't for the glow of the Xuanhuang Tower above his head, which appeared ripples, fighting against the wall and protecting his soul, there would definitely be a big problem.

Yang Han took a deep breath, used his magical power to move the heavens and the earth, and kept flying upward, rushing to the position at the same height as the city gate tower, and looking forward.

Sure enough, he saw some creatures.

Several young men and women, with a hazy fairy mist and a holy light, were looking down on them there.

It can be seen that they are very young, their eyes are not vicissitudes, they are real young people, and they are even a little immature, they are extremely beautiful and handsome.

This is like an immortal, like a saint, several people come out together, with a youthful aura, standing there.

At this time, these people showed a haughty look, looking down, like a prince looking at a beggar coldly, high above.

The Holy Gate is revived, and the creatures within!

It's just that these young men and women on the Sanctuary Fortress are too arrogant, with a cold color, a kind of detachment, indifference to look down on all living beings, and a trace of contempt.

They glanced at Yang Han and showed surprise at first, but soon it was the kind of arrogance that was self-respecting and did not put the creatures of the nether realm in their eyes.

Although they tried to be calm and even smile later, it was still difficult to hide their true thoughts earlier, that is, they absolutely looked down on the creatures outside.

"Hehe, that's interesting." Yang Han smiled secretly, but it was a little cold and did not show it.

Yang Han's talent is unparalleled, he killed all the way from Cangfu to Tianfu, he is a strong emperor at a young age, he can be described as a young king who shakes the Eight Mansions, and his self-esteem is extremely strong, and now he is actually despised like an ant, which makes him feel very cold.

On the city wall, there are still some soldiers, all wearing armor, and they can't see the rank, but they are definitely masters, and the war spears, long knives, and Tiange in their hands all exude a terrifying murderous aura.

Even if there is a fortress blocking it, and a light curtain formed by runes guarding it, it seems that it can still penetrate it.

Those young men and women, in terms of status, must have been much higher than those soldiers, and one of them wore a golden robe and a golden crown. Heroic, he looked like he was in his twenties, and his eyes were like electricity, sweeping over Yang Han's body one by one.

Behind his head, there was a golden sun, shining brightly with a blazing flame. It seems to be able to ignite the heavens, and the appearance is terrifying.

Yang Han suspected that this might be a golden crow, surpassing those descendants on the Great Wilderness, and being many times more blood-dense than the purest blood he had ever known!

Sure enough, when he stared closely, a golden crow faintly appeared in the golden scorching sun behind his head!

Very terrifying and powerful young man, with a holy aura. Its lineage is definitely related to the saint!

He is like a prince, with a kind of majesty and a kind of arrogance, his eyes open and close, golden lightning shines, and the fire is surging.

There was a woman beside him, beautiful and unreal, with silver hair like snow. The light is supple and smooth, and the divine material is undulating. The melon seed face is as white as jade, the red lips are bright, the nose is straight, and the eyes are smart, which is actually silver pupils.

Behind it. There is a sacred pattern, like a halo, and like a sacrificial spirit map, among which there is a white peacock, looming in the divine ring.

Yang Han guessed. Most of these are young women of the Sacred Peacock Clan, and their status is extremely high!

In addition to this man and a woman, there are two men and a woman, whose status is equal to theirs, but at this time, there is a light and fog overflowing, and the figure is a little blurred.

"The young people in the holy realm, it's really terrifying, and the cultivation is terrifying." Yang Han said.

"Nether, did you activate the Gate of the Sanctuary?"

The golden-robed man spoke, the sun shining behind his head.

Its sound was loud and vibrated here, but the language was too old to be understood, and the reason why I understood its meaning was because the divine thought came out.

The Gate of the Sanctuary is difficult to activate, it has been for millions of years, and no one can shake it.

But today, the door glows and is almost transparent, and it is a complete exception, otherwise there would never be a living spirit here.

"Please open the gates." Yang Han also requested with a divine thought.

"You say open it? When this is the place! Do you and other mortals also want to enter the Holy Realm? The golden-robed man who looked like a prince asked indifferently.

"I've been longing for the Sanctuary for a long time, and I've been longing to enter it." Yang Han spoke again and said like this.

"Haha......" On the tower of the city, another young man laughed, revealing a purple and gold battle suit, with a fairy aura, a majestic posture, and long hair flying.

He was a little vague, but he could still feel a terrifying sense of oppression, this man was so young, but his blood was too vigorous, beyond common sense!

"The sanctuary is closed, the two realms are disconnected, this is not the place where you should come, dragons have dragon's nests, ants have anthills, stay in the nether realm honestly and dutifully, stay where you should stay, don't expect and repay unrealistic fantasies!" The purple-robed young man said.

He stood on it, looked down here, and said in a very indifferent tone, the so-called ants have anthills, it is too obvious to say, this is a metaphor for where Yang Han should stay.

"You, are you strong? Is the Sanctuary the Supreme Pure Land? Yang Han smiled, a little cold, a little cruel, his eyes were cold.

"What do you want to say?" On the city tower, the purple-robed young man asked indifferently.

Even the Golden Crow, the White Peacock Fairy and others also paid attention and looked at Yang Han.

"What I want to say is that even if you come from the Holy Realm, you may not be better than mortals in the Nether Realm like me."

Yang Leng smiled again and again, since they met, several people on the city tower have been very arrogant. He was simply looking at him as a dragon looking down on an antworm.

Although the young men on the city tower were also laughing, and they also hid their expressions a little, everyone could see that the contempt in their bones did not look down on the creatures of the Eight Mansions at all.

"Hmph, how can the light of the fireflies compete with the bright moon? Go back, the Sanctuary is not the place for you. ”

The golden-robed man opened his mouth and waved his hand, extremely disgusted, as if he was chasing flies.

"What? Are you afraid of losing to me, a mortal? Can you dare to fight? Yang Han directly used the Agitation Method, because he was really eager to enter the Holy Domain, and even more eager to fight with the Tianjiao of these Holy Domains.

"Look for death, open the gates." The golden-robed man yelled.

Both the stone door and the wall are crystal clear, revealing the scene behind it.

It's not a city, it's hundreds of millions of miles of rivers and mountains, the fairy mist is filled, the earth is boundless, the mountains and rivers are magnificent, and you can't see the edge at a glance!

Sure enough, it is a big world, it is a holy area, and it is not known how many times bigger than the eight mansions!

"Boom"

The golden-robed man and several young men walked out of the gate of the ancient Sanctuary Fortress, and the aura of terror spread out overwhelmingly.

"The next living beings, please come forward and let me see how your cultivation is, how arrogant you are." He spoke, forcing Yang Han to look.

Yang walked forward with a cold face, but his face was very delicate, and his black hair fluttered at this time, making him look cold and unearthly.

"So young?" The golden-robed man narrowed his eyes, and his golden pupils shot out two lightning-like beams, and he stared carefully and found that Yang Han's age was indeed very small, and his appearance matched his real age!

Yang Han didn't speak, he looked at him coldly, in fact, he had already wanted to make a move, and he wanted to weigh the opponent more than the other party, and now that he had the opportunity, he naturally didn't want to miss it.