The old man was too rampant, and time did not wear out his sharpness, and he said his intentions as soon as he came up.

"Daomen forbidden area?" Fu Yang asked puzzled.

The first time he heard of it, judging by the name, it must have been mysterious.

A figure came out of the Flying Immortal Palace, suspended in the air, with a solemn expression, obviously making them very jealous.

"The time has not yet come, do you deliberately make an exception to take this person?" Wu Nianzi asked.

"That's right, the ancestor in the forbidden area, send down an edict to ask this person to go to the forbidden area." The old man said proudly.

In the conversation, a lot of information could be deduced, and Fu Yang's expression couldn't help but become heavy.

This matter has completely exceeded the scope of the plan, and there is an extra forbidden area of the Daomen out of thin air, and the origin is very large, even the Daomen faction is jealous.

A Jindan monk needs to be called an ancestor, and it is conceivable that the cultivation is above the Jindan.

This point made Fu Yang a little confused, in today's era, it is not difficult to practice, and there are actually Yuanying monks.

It seems that there is no shortage of people with great perseverance in the world, which is really admirable.

"May I ask where the forbidden area is?" Fu Yang asked.

The old man's sharp gaze swept over, and there was no lack of contempt, after all, the gap between Jin Dan and Zhuji was too huge.

Even though Fu Yang has the strength to contend with the Jindan monks, this old man is not in the range, and he has been wanting to set foot in Jindan for many years.

"The forbidden area of the Daomen is the only holy place of the three thousand Daomen now, there are ancestors who meditate, and when the Jindan monks of all sects and factions are exhausted, they all rush to it, and use the mysteries to prolong their lives." The old man said very cheerfully.

The forbidden area of the Dao Gate is too mysterious, it is opened once every fifty years, and among the three thousand Dao Gates, only the Jindan level can contact this matter.

In fact, it is not a big secret, the forbidden area never allows monks below Jindan to step in, as if they are accumulating strength.

"I see, I'll go with you." Fu Yang said calmly.

I thought that I might need some means, or even forcibly take it away, but seeing that the other party readily agreed, the old man nodded with satisfaction.

With a wave of one hand, a golden light fell straight in front of Fu Yang.

This scene, the people of the Kunlun and Kongtong factions, did not dare to speak out to stop it, now it is different from the past, the Daomen forbidden area rises, remains detached and mysterious, and does not dare to provoke easily.

Besides, there are also masters in both factions who take refuge in the restricted area.

The years are ruthless, the reincarnation of heaven, who can ignore the erosion of time, no matter whether it is Jindan Yuanying, there must be a time when the longevity is exhausted.

The forbidden area is mysterious, with the power to slow down the passage of time, and a single point can make the old monk crazy, and no one is willing to die in the world.

The way of golden light took Fu Yang to the old man's side, and then extended directly to the sky.

The path of golden light under his feet is a magic weapon for hurrying, the speed is unbelievably fast, and in a few breaths, he has left the boundary of Kongtong Mountain.

"What is the matter with going to the forbidden area?" Fu Yang asked.

"You'll find out then." The old man said perfunctorily.

The old man has always maintained a domineering attitude, and he is a little disdainful of Fu Yang's question, which is simply annoying.

"I don't want to go right now." Fu Yang raised his eyebrows.

They came to invite, but it wasn't Fu Yang's dead skin that was pasted on his face, and it was his honor to be able to go to the forbidden area.

"I've got on the Jinling Shuttle, so I can't help you." The old man sneered.

Suddenly, the speed increases, and the scene under your feet stretches infinitely, as if you have entered a time tunnel, as if moving through space.

All the way to a primeval forest, the golden light stabilized its speed and began to slow down.

"Not in China anymore?" Fu Yang wondered.

In terms of climate and landform, it can be seen that there is no such primeval forest in Huaguo, and the power of Jinling Shuttle is too terrifying.

"Yes, it's true that it's not in China anymore, but it's still in Asia." The old man explained.

"The forbidden area of the Daomen is not in the land of China?" Fu Yang asked.

"No, the forbidden area of the Daomen is in Huaguo, but I want to get something from you." The old man's expression changed instantly, and he was already fierce.

"You want the elixir." Fu Yang said in a deep voice.

"Now that I know each other, I don't need to talk too much." The old man said with a gloomy expression.

The matter of killing people and snatching treasures actually happened to Fu Yang, of course, he couldn't let it go easily.

"Aren't you sent by the Daomen Forbidden Zone to pick me up?" Fu Yang pretended to be frightened.

In fact, Fu Yang was not afraid at all, although he couldn't resist with a body of cultivation, he could still attract the Jade Emperor's battle suit, and it was still easy for a Jindan monk to play with it in the palm of his hand.

Pretending to be panicked and scared is just confusing the other party and extracting some information from his mouth.

"It's ridiculous, who do you think you are, Jindan Monk can't do it, a foundation-building ant, even if it is fifty years, he is not qualified to set foot in the forbidden area." The old man said disdainfully.

Even if Fu Yang is extraordinary, in front of the old man, the ultimate foundation building is to wipe out ants at will.

This time, leaving the forbidden area of the Daomen to do something, the old man happened to run into this matter, so he didn't want to miss it, and even wanted to swallow it alone.

"Where is the forbidden area?" Fu Yang asked.

"You can't tell you that you can't go, Hugh is wasting his tongue and handing over the pill." The old man's patience was obviously limited, and a warm anger had emerged.

"The last question, I'll give it to you when I'm done." Fu Yang said.

"Come on." The old man frowned.

"Excuse me?" Fu Yang said.

"Hehe, I still want to take revenge, poor Dao Golden Scale Dao people." The old man confidently said that he was famous.

Zhuji and Jindan are one realm apart, and between the two, it is simply the difference between heaven and earth.

Fu Yang lowered his head and read silently, as if he wanted to memorize the Golden Scale Dao people by heart.

A golden-scaled Taoist who won the game steadily, he always maintained a confident smile, he would never believe that a foundation-building monk could make any waves.

Bang...

A huge gate appeared out of thin air, literally tearing the spatial barrier and descending.

In the blink of an eye, the wind and clouds fused, the clear sky disappeared, and the dark clouds were rolling and surging.

Click...

The giant gate was opening, and the evil aura overflowed, tumbling and falling, as if there was a terrible, unknown world, which was docking with the human world.

Yes, it is the ghost gate, and as soon as the door is opened, the two worlds of yin and yang are connected.

"What is this?" The expression of the Golden Scale Daoist fused, and he instantly understood that he had underestimated the young man in front of him.

"Do you know the ghost gate? You've messed with the wrong person today. Fu Yang smiled wickedly.

"I can't keep you!"

The Golden Scale Daoist reacted immediately, striking out with one palm, wanting to strike first.

There is a blood word in the palm of his hand, which is filled with the aura of killing, and he must want to kill with one blow.

At the same time, a golden dragon jumped out of the ghost gate and wrapped around Fu Yang's right hand, turning into a gauntlet.

With a punch, the whole body was shining with golden light, and the hair was thunderous, as if an ancient giant god was angry, and a momentum was overwhelmingly pressed forward.

Boom!

There was a bang.

Flesh and blood are flying, blood is splattered in the sky.

In one shot, the Golden Scale Daoist was hit by the confrontation and lost an arm.

The entire arm, in the face of the terrifying force, was directly shattered.

The severe pain made his face distorted, his eyes couldn't contain the fear, and his body couldn't help but retreat.