Especially the younger generation, there are a lot of people, and there are strong people in the Holy Emperor Ridge who have also come out, all for the twenty-four divine skills of the flood wilderness, and another because Mingchen is here.

There is no doubt that Ming Chen has already become famous in the East Kunlun Realm at a young age, and many people from the previous generation want to hunt Ming Chen and become famous all over the world!

On the street, Yun Meng'er stood here, her black and shiny hair hanging down her waist, and there was a skirt fluttering on her slender waist, she seemed to be standing on the clouds, out of reach.

Recognized her on the road around, but they didn't dare to go over to talk, everyone knew that the Night Clan was going to marry the Cloud Palace Empire, although it had not been determined, but the gossip had already come out, and Yun Meng'er was likely to be combined with the Night Clan's Tianjiao.

Although the Night Clan has suffered heavy losses, its power has not decreased much, after all, the influence of the Night Clan in the East Kunlun Realm is too deep.

"She's here too?" Ming Chen looked at Yun Meng'er and turned his gaze away, there were many powerhouses of the Cloud Palace Empire near her, for fear of leaking her identity.

Yun Meng'er's eyes also noticed him, and felt that he was a little familiar, and this feeling seemed similar...

Mingchen has disappeared into the crowd, and there are many wizards in this city, and powerful geniuses can meet them, but there are very many species.

"Wow, you see that guy is so tall."

Long Ya's eyes were dark, and she happily pointed to the young men with one or two feet on their heads and exclaimed.

This is a person from the Giant Clan, and his cultivation is also very strong, and his body is surrounded by strong blood, and when he sees someone talking about him, he immediately looks at him fiercely, but when he sees that the object is a little girl who is a strange elf, the murderous face is gone.

"Wow, look at this old man's beard is so long...."

Along the way, there are chickens and dogs jumping here, Long Ya, who has rarely seen this kind of picture, exclaimed one after another, full of curiosity about everything, causing an old man to blow his beard and stare at him, but because of the other party's cute face, he could only sigh helplessly.

Mingchen couldn't help but smile bitterly, this little girl is quite good at pretending, if these people knew that there was a decisive heart under this cute appearance, I don't know how they would feel.

"Hey, why does this guy have three eyes?"

Long Ya asked curiously when she saw a three-eyed person.

This is a young man, his momentum is very huge, surging energy is surging all over his body, and the vertical eyes with open and closed eyebrows are even more dazzling, like a round of hot little sun shining.

This three-eyed man is very domineering, his cold eyes looked at the little girl who was talking about him, and his eyes were not set off by the girl's lovely face The slightest emotional fluctuation, and he stretched out a palm very directly.

This palm grabbed it, and it burst out with a terrifying aura like a mountain, causing the heavens and the earth to tremble, showing a strong cultivation.

However, this was when the palm of his hand was about to grab Long Ya, and one arm was also stretched out, revealing a pair of slender palms in the sleeves, and resisted it.

"Looking for death!" The eyes of the three-eyed man were cold, and a dazzling glow erupted in his palm, and he slashed at once, wanting to explode this palm.

However, when this terrifying coercion pressed up, the palm that was stretched out did not move at all, and the terrifying energy dissipated at a very strange speed!

"Ming Chen's evolution of the ancient scriptures of cultivation has become more and more terrifying, and this powerful devouring energy has merged into his body?"

Beifeng was taken aback, feeling that Mingchen was now like a bottomless abyss, very terrifying.

"When he reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, his strength was even more terrifying, and it is estimated that the exercises have also been fused a lot, if he can step into the realm of out-of-body and continue to improve, I am afraid that when the time comes, people with lower cultivation will not be able to hurt him!"

Li Qing smashed his mouth, he was very envious of Mingchen's exercises, this is the embodiment of the exercises, in Mingchen's body, he began to show the tip of the iceberg!

For this terrifying embodiment, Ming Chen was also very surprised, and he could only attribute it to the terrifying level of this exercise.

And once they enter the realm of out-of-body experience, the wizards of some big forces completely rise, and there is a big gap between them and ordinary wizards, because the exercises they cultivate often lead to a surge in combat effectiveness!

The coldness in the eyes of the three-eyed man, he didn't expect this young man to be so weird that he could silently defuse his attack.

But because of this, the aura in his body skyrocketed, and he wanted to kill this person who offended him again.

"Fighting is not allowed in Burning Sky City, stop quickly!"

However, at this time, an old voice appeared, which frightened the people around, and it was obvious that this was the strong man of the Shura Palace who spoke!

This Burning Sky City has existed since ancient times, and there is no room for fighting, otherwise it will destroy this ancient city that has been preserved for endless years, this ancient city is too historically valuable.

The three-eyed man snorted coldly, his palm was withdrawn, his eyes looked at Mingchen and said coldly: "This matter will not end!"

"Who is this kid? Dare to go against the people of the Three-Eyed Holy Clan, he is doomed, and anyone who is targeted by this clan will not end well. ”

The people around were discussing, Long Ya was thoughtful, and said in a low voice: "What the hell is the Three-Eyed Holy Clan, it looks very powerful. ”

"You're a troublemaker. ”

Mingchen shook his head helplessly, and the people around him were shocked, feeling that this kid is really not afraid of death.

Long Ya couldn't help but have a gloating smile on her little face, but this time she was much more honest, staying quietly behind Mingchen, no longer speaking easily, for fear of causing some trouble.

Along the way, Mingchen's heart became more and more surprised, there were many masters, some of whom even he couldn't see the depth.

Faintly, there was a complicated chanting sound in Mingchen's ears, as if a big Buddha was reciting the true scriptures in the air, which made him stunned, and he looked up.

In front, a person with a golden body walked over, especially the brain melon seeds were oily and clear, like a mirror, very conspicuous.

He recited the scriptures in his mouth, and there was an air of flux, as if he did not exist in the world.

To be exact, this is a monk!

He walked over, the treasure was solemn and seemed plain, but the passers-by around him were rendered by a very wonderful energy, and they couldn't help but retreat.

This monk walked all the way, which led to the appearance of a passage in the crowded street, which shocked the people around.

"This monk is so powerful!" Mingchen was taken aback, he couldn't see through the slightest shade.

"People from the Buddha realm are also here to join in the fun!" said Beifeng.

When the little monk came to Mingchen, he said with a smile: "Donor, the little monk has a fate with you." ”

"The ghost has a fate for you. Mingchen's face was full of black lines, and he felt that this little monk was too evil, and he had a fate with him when he came up.

"No, no, donor, you have a fate with the little monk, in this world, anyone who can meet and talk to each other is fate. The little monk clasped his hands together and said seriously.

"Then let's see if your aunt and grandmother are related to you?" Long Yajiao walked over with a smile.

"Donor, you have nothing to do with the little monk. The little monk turned to Long Ya and said with his hands together.

Long Ya's face stiffened, her teeth crunched, and she roared, "Little monk, are you playing aunt!"

"Amitabha, monks don't speak. The little monk said with a straight look.