Ancient courtyards, dead trees, secluded pools.

The withered leaves swayed down, whirling to avoid the people standing below, and fell into the pool of water that seemed to blend in with the night, causing ripples.

The people under the trees are dressed in Hanfu on a black background, and they stand facing the waterhole with their hands in their hands, which alone gives people a feeling of being one with the whole world and night here, and it is difficult to distinguish from each other.

Because he's too quiet.

And because he's so lifeless.

This is a middle-aged man with a simple face, standing there like a dead wood, watching the wind and snow, the years withering, the whole person exudes an extreme indifference from the depths of the bone marrow, as if there is nothing in this world that is worth his sideways.

Dressed in black, he is like an extension of the ubiquitous darkness of this ancient courtyard, and the two are interdependent, already integrated into one, inseparable.

Grief, ominous, death.

Proud, lonely, noble.

This is the first feeling that all those who set foot in this courtyard will have when they see him.

His name is Yan Twenty-one, the current head of the Yan family, and he is the strongest person in Minghua - after severely injuring Han Lei and killing Kong Yinhui, no one has any objections to this title.

This courtyard is the main house handed down from the first generation of the Yan family, and after hundreds of years of inheritance by the twenty generations of family heads, it has long been dilapidated. But the strange thing is that every head of the Yan family did not want to repair this place, even if the people below put forward similar opinions, but in the end, they only sank into the sea and made no sound.

This is the most heavily defended area of the Yan family's core, and only the personnel of the Yan family's core can set foot here.

However, it is clear that this visitor does not belong to this group.

The continuous explosions and battle sounds sounded suddenly and quickly spread towards this place from a distance, the speed was extremely fast, and it was only less than ten seconds from the appearance to the place where the courtyard was, which showed that the comer had only broken through the defensive circle of the Yan family on the way in such a short time, and he couldn't even stop the people a little.

"Stand down."

Yan Twenty-eye's eyelids were slightly raised, and the rippling pool in front of him immediately returned to its mirror-like smoothness.

The sound of battle immediately faded.

Then the dilapidated wooden door, which was as old as the courtyard, was pushed open, and the visitor strode in.

The person who came was an extremely tall bald man, with a height of more than 2.22 meters measured by the light eye, and his body was full of bronze muscles entwined like tree roots, just like a giant on the page of a book entering the real world, which was impressive at a glance.

With his arrival, the darkness that seemed to be frozen in the original courtyard immediately produced a clear flow feeling, and the closer he got to the strong man, the more intense it became, especially the strong man's body surface, which seemed to naturally carry countless violent whirlpools, stirring up dense undercurrent ripples around him.

"How did you hide here? You don't seem to be fine. The strong man said with a big grin, sweeping the scene in the courtyard. There was a slight glint in his eyes.

"Tang Xuan, I should ask you this sentence, aren't you very busy now?" Yan Twenty-one said lightly, his tone did not fluctuate in the slightest, it was just like a mechanical chorus, but with his words, there was a feeling that the courtyard was a little brighter, as if from the middle of the night to the beginning of the night, even the darkness became thinner.

Although this scene was not very special, at most it made ordinary people feel a little strange, but in Tang Xuan's eyes, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the turbulent fluctuations outside his body also eased.

"Haha, those things are enough with the people below, and if Lao Tzu comes forward, those guys are still useless." Tang Hao laughed out loud, and the vigilance that had just arisen immediately took the opportunity to retract and return to its normal color.

"It's your side that is the key to this plan, of course I'll have to come to you."

"Oh, then I see." Yan Twenty-one tilted his head slightly, his gaze already condensed on the waterhole that seemed to never change, as if none of the supernatural beings on this side who were as famous as him could attract his attention compared to this waterhole.

Tang Xuan's face flashed with anger, and he said in a deep voice: "That's all? ”

"That's all."

"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news." Tang Xuan said loudly: "The girl surnamed Kong probably can't imagine that her old lover can really do this, I think you Yan Twenty-one has even done this, and the next thing can't be done......" Suddenly, he snorted, took two steps back, and exited the courtyard directly, obviously suffering a little loss.

"I'll do what I say." Yan Twenty-One's emotionless voice came leisurely from inside, "As for the rest, it is meaningless. With the words, like the moment when the sun finally set, a glimmer of light poured out of the doorway, so frightened that Tang Xuan hurriedly retreated a few steps before standing.

"Good, remember your promise." Tang Xuan shouted at the courtyard, but he didn't mean to get any closer, "I'll give you a free message, the three golden-patterned main priests of the Star Ring Tower have arrived, and there are many cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods who have jumped out, and it is not a small danger for Twenty-two to walk outside at this time...... Okay, that's all, I'll go back and wait to see your Yan Twenty-one's generosity. After speaking, Tang Xuan turned around and left, his huge body sped outward with a speed that was completely different from his body shape, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In the courtyard, the waterhole reflected the courtyard shrouded in an almost blood-colored luster and the figure of Yan Twenty-one.

"What I promise is to end this old world and bring about a new one." He straightened up, looked up at the night sky, his eyes became clear and empty, "As for twenty-two, there are no losers in the Yan family, including me......"

The brilliance dissipated, and darkness reoccupied the courtyard.

……

Between the gray world, the whole space is occupied by two completely different colors.

On one side, it is as white as fire, and on the other hand, it is as deep as water, and it is constantly diffusing the oppression of a substance-like aura. The clash of colors seemed to tear the space apart, and the air was filled with the sound of ice crashing and shattering, and nothing else could be heard. With these shattering sounds, the centipede-like cracks were directly torn apart, but they continued to be repaired under the maintenance power of this place, but the speed of repair could not keep up with the speed of destruction, and the boundary between the two colors was already covered with large and small spatial cracks, tearing apart anything that passed through it.

In this background, a shadow of a silver-white flame constantly collided with a three-headed giant standing on the ground under the distortion force field around it, and the aftermath of the power generated by each impact escaped, the silver and white automatically returned to silver and white, and the deep ink returned to deep ink, everything seemed to be in a special operation, and a steady stream of escaping power returned to the two bodies in this way.

The color space on both sides kept trembling slightly under the impact of the confrontation between the two, and from time to time the sound of energy explosion and annihilation sounded, like the roar of a giant beast.

The source fire was running wildly in Xin Yuan's body, mighty, like a train running wildly along the railroad tracks, with a vast and infinite momentum that broke through the boundary between the spiritual and material planes again and again, manifesting the terrifying power and turning it into his attack methods again and again.

Boom!

The tentacle-like silver fire aggregate fiercely turned another huge black pillar of gas, and countless fragments turned into black smoke and scattered in all directions.

"Not enough! It's a little worse! ”

The silver fire in Xin Yuan's eyes became more and more vigorous as the battle situation intensified, and the battle intent aroused under this fierce battle burned like a flame in his heart.

The silver fire burst into flames, and hundreds of invisible tentacles that constantly brought spatial fluctuations appeared outside his body, faintly revealing the face of the evil eye, and the invisible tentacles writhed wildly, drawing translucent lines like cracks in the air.

Suddenly, Xin Yuan's figure disappeared, and in the next moment, he appeared directly above the giant and charged head-on.

With a bang, the entire sky shook violently at that moment.

The silver fire and black qi suddenly exploded, scattered everywhere, and where the explosion opened, three huge fists pierced out of it, and directly blasted towards Xin Yuan in the sky, the momentum was extremely powerful, and everything that passed by was shattered.

"Die!" The giant looked up at the sky, and his low roar echoed throughout the sky.