However, Ye Han's expression moved slightly, and he sensed a ghostly aura outside the temple breaking through from a valley under the immortal mountain, and then stopped in front of the temple gate.

This lifeless aura was very vast, but it was very restrained in front of the main hall, and between the fluctuations of the breath, a trace of gray mist fluctuated slightly, but it did not mean to provoke.

The feeling in the dark was as if he was actively waking him up, Ye Han knew that this was "knocking on the Xuanmen".

The so-called "knocking on the Xuanmen" is a relatively peaceful method of awakening, which is when it is necessary to awaken the martial arts power of retreat and practice, in order to prevent disturbing the ascetic predecessors and hurting their minds, there will be this method of "knocking on the Xuanmen", using the mind to disturb the wisp of spiritual power and wake up the sleeping person.

To put it simply, he was worried about the "getting up" of the person inside, so he cautiously knocked on the door and asked, an immortal ancient god, making this posture, obviously put Ye Han in an equal position.

His eyebrows raised slightly, but he had forgotten that although he was helpless to make up for Daoji, this ancient existence who had truly lived for thousands of years was not necessarily helpless.

Outside the temple, the armored god general suddenly raised his head, as if sensing something, and his cultivation swept up. The golden and dim gods and demons are intertwined, like a wild beast, choosing people to devour.

Under the covered armor, the cumbersome lines brightened one after another, and the god who guarded the main hall stretched out his right arm, and the vast divine power vibrated in his palm.

With a flash of black light, a heavy ancient halberd condensed out of thin air.

The cold light on the long halberd flashed, and it was a Fang Tian painting halberd with blades on both sides, and a pitch-black divine dragon meandered up along the lines of the long pole, coiling on this halberd, exuding a fierce aura, like a living thing.

In the face of that gloomy and netherworld-like aura, this Dharma Protector General also felt a huge amount of pressure, and was obviously not prepared to deal with it with his bare hands. The coiling dragon halberd that had been rerefined by Ye Han was obviously not what it used to be, and when he held the blade in his hand, the aura of the whole person skyrocketed by three points again.

[Huh?]

As a sound of surprise came from the void, a faint black light manifested out of thin air, covering the heavens and the earth like a dark cloud.

And in the darkness, a man with a pale face and black hair, wearing a Nine Dragons Divine Robe, stepped into the air, looking at the divine general guarding the door of the main hall, his eyes flashed with surprise.

[There is no primordial spirit, but there is no spiritual sense, the physical body is mysterious, but it has not merged with heaven and earth, this ...... Could it be a puppet ......]

Sure enough, compared to You Daojian, this ancient god's experience is much more profound. This god general had not yet fought with him, and he just released his own breath, and he saw the clue.

Looking at this divine general who was gearing up and exuding an amazing aura with the halberd in his hand, the Immortal Monarch shook his head slightly.

[Although this seat also wants to try your depth, you and I have a lot of momentum. Before this temple, you are not afraid to disturb your master......]

The god general didn't seem to hear his words, his palm rubbed slightly, and the halberd in his hand hung down under his body, but he didn't lose his guard, obviously with some intention of moving.

But soon, his body trembled slightly, as if sensing something, and although with a hint of reluctance, he still let go of his clenched palm.

The palm of the hand was released, and the coiling dragon halberd that had lost its grip did not fall to the ground, but turned into a black light out of thin air and disappeared again.

The god retracted his breath, turned and walked behind him, back to the side of the temple, and turned into a lifeless sculpture again.

And the towering door of the temple slowly opened in the endless black air. At the same time, a majestic and indifferent ancient voice came out of the main hall, causing the Hades Monarch's expression to jump slightly, revealing a look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

[Hades Master, come in......]

The man in the Nine Dragons robe did not step into the main hall step by step, but dispersed out of thin air, turning into a black divine light and merging into the void, obviously his figure was just an incarnation.

But even if it was just an incarnation, when he faced the god general guarding the mountain just now, he was not half weak, and although he was not strong in his words, he did not have much fear.

Looking at the look in his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, I am afraid that if it weren't for Ye Han in the main hall to speak, the god general would have insisted on doing it, and he wouldn't mind using this incarnation to test him with one or two.

Sensing the deep sea-like breath in the deep black mang, people can't help but feel jealous. How strong is this ancient deity, the true Buddha-figure?

Inside the hall shrouded in gray mist, the obscure mist suddenly rolled up, alarming You Daojian, who was standing under the main hall, and the one-armed martial king subconsciously looked up.

This time, it was not the ancient being who sat on the high position of the Nine Heavens, but the first person on the right side of the long bronze table, a throne as black as ink emitted a black light, and even the gray mist that shrouded it spread out in all directions.

The black light shone brightly, and a deep and restrained aura manifested out of thin air, and in that dark luster, a young man wearing the robes of the Nine Dragons incarnated out of nothingness and sat directly on the black throne.

As the pale-faced young man sat down, the aura in the entire hall obviously surged for three points, but he didn't pay attention to the You Daojian standing under the main hall, but bowed slightly to the figure above the first place.

[Hades Palace, I've seen the sect master!]

The Immortal Monarch's expression moved slightly, and the gray mist shrouded above the first place was very thick, and it was difficult to see through even with his cultivation. However, Ye Han knew that this was not because of cultivation, but because the power in this temple was controlled by him, and this was his home field

Whether it is cultivation or heritage, he is much worse than this ancient god of the Hades Temple. Even if he has the backing of the sect and the system as the auxiliary, if he wants to fill the gap accumulated over the long years, it will not happen overnight.

Ye Han nodded to him slightly, although he was playing the role of the sect master at this time, but this appearance was obviously a sign of respect for this ancient god, this ancient god was the most unfathomable existence in this immortal mountain.

And under the temple, You Daojian, who was ignored, did not have the slightest dissatisfaction on his face, this figure that was born out of nothingness, the breath was mysterious like a ghost, and he couldn't see the cultivation realm of this person with his royal path and double heaven at all.

But in his perception, the black divine light was like a bottomless abyss, and no matter how much he looked down, he couldn't find the edge of his realm.

Seeing the appearance of this ancient god facing the existence above the divine seat, You Daojian couldn't help but restrain his small movements, obviously this person sitting on the right side of the long table is also an unfathomable hidden existence.

Hearing what he had just said, You Daojian lowered his head again. Although he knew that the person on the divine throne was unfathomable and in the first place, he must have a very high status among this ancient sect.

But at this time, with the words between them, the identity of this ancient existence was named, and it was the master of this heaven and earth, the head of this Xuanmen.

No wonder he felt that this ancient existence was difficult to resist, this was an existence comparable to the Holy Monarch of the Dynasty and the Holy Lord of the Sect.