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The old man was dressed in a dark robe, hanging in the sky, and his hands were sealed.

As if feeling something, he raised his eyes to look at Shen Aotian and smiled at him.

Shen Aotian was shocked when he saw this old face at first glance: "This is actually the old way drawn in the Divine King Heavenly Technique!"

At first glance, Shen Aotian only felt faint into the night, and in the chaos, God returned to himself.

Shen Aotian opened his eyes, and he seemed to be able to hear a sigh in his ears, coming from the void!

With a sigh of relief, Shen Aotian raised his head upward, his gaze blurred, as if looking at the endless void. After a long time, when he returned to the "pig" and "pig" island, he came to his senses and found that at this moment, he had reached the cultivation of the middle-grade god emperor.

At this moment, Shen Aotian found that there was no thunder tribulation in the sky, it should be that this is the Jade Night Secret Realm, which is a separate space, so there is no thunder tribulation coming.

Secretly shook his head, Shen Aotian knew that between heaven and earth, he was just an ant, even if he looked far away, he was just asking for trouble!

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Shen Aotian took a deep breath, although this meditation is a little more uncomfortable, but the fugue is in a different place, and there is also a big harvest, Shen Aotian only feels that his heart is clear, his mind is calm, and now he is cultivating at the right time!

In an instant, seven years.

In the secret realm of the Jade Night, there is still no one to get the soul of the god that day.

In the past seven years, the cold fog in the White Wolf Valley seems to have worsened;

For seven years, there were few people coming and going in the White Wolf Valley;

For seven years, Shen Aotian spent seven years in retreat in the cave mansion, diligently cultivating the Heavenly Technique of the God King.

Seven years of harvest is not a small one!

Secondly, after seven years of cultivation, Shen Aotian has also reached the peak of the top-grade God Emperor.

That is to say, Shen Aotian has hit a bottleneck again!

This bottleneck is the last bottleneck of the ancient gods, Shen Aotian can't find an opportunity to break through for the time being, thinking about the breakthrough of the bottleneck, Shen Aotian is thinking, is it going out for a walk again?

Carrying the Divine King Heavenly Technique, suppressing the irritability, Shen Aotian closed his eyes and calmed down.

After packing up his things, Shen Aotian decided to hunt some white wolves again, and took the opportunity to realize more of his current strength!

Leaving the place where the white wolves lived, Shen Aotian looked at the hundreds of wolves, and couldn't help but be in a trance, thinking about seven years ago, when Shen Aotian was still a god cultivator, he relied on magic weapons to hunt some white wolves in the wolf pack!

At this moment, it is the cultivation of the peak of the top-grade God Emperor, and Shen Aotian believes that this time it will be much easier!

With the magic weapon, Shen Aotian arrived in the sky above the white wolf group, sacrificed the magic seal, and smashed it towards the white wolf group!

"Boom!"

Splash a snow crystal.

Looking at the white wolf who was scattering and fleeing, Shen Aotian's spicy hand condensed one after another Chaos Yuan Force arrows and shot towards the white wolf.

Shen Aotian relied on a magic weapon, as well as his cultivation far beyond the same level, to kill all sides in the white wolf pack!

At this moment, Shen Aotian fled again and arrived at the other place of the Jade Night Secret Realm.

But not long after, Shen Aotian arrived at a valley, the valley is fragrant, thousands of flowers, the lake is like a mirror, the green waves are several miles, this is a fairy land, Shen Aotian step by step, his body fluttering, like a butterfly, through the trees, came here.

"Brother Shen, I didn't expect you to come here!"

At this moment, a joyful voice came, which made Shen Aotian stunned.

In the depths of the valley, a fierce figure of a cultivator galloped over, like a heavenly sword, and instantly came to Shen Aotian's face.

"Sword Seventeen!"

The person who came to cultivate the gods was the sword seventeen that Shen Aotian touched in Yuxiao City, and at this moment he was carrying an iron sword, and all the cultivators were like unsheathed divine swords, exuding an aura that went straight into the sky.

"Brother Shen, I haven't seen you for seven years, are you okay?" Jian Seventeen clenched his fist at Shen Aotian and led him into the valley.

"There are a few young heroes gathered here, all working on a stone carving!"

In the depths, a beautiful place, a hundred flowers twisted, the fragrance of the medicine, more than 20 young men and women sat cross-legged on the ground, looking down on a rock wall, where a square stone carving flowed inexplicably, let them metamorphose into it.

"Brush!"

Suddenly, the light flashed in front of the cliff, and two divine cultivator shadows appeared, which were none other than Sword Seventeen and Shen Aotian.

Sensing the abnormal movement, all the cultivators came to their senses.

"Brother Sword, this is the Shen Aotian you mentioned!" In the group of cultivators, a young powerhouse was dressed in white, his eyes were like lightning, staring at Shen Aotiandao.

"This cultivator is a cultivator wanted by all sects, since you're here, don't leave!" a young cultivator suddenly said in a non-yin and non-yang manner.

"Shen Aotian, I didn't expect you to dare to come here, you really have some guts!, however, if you kill a disciple of my sect, you must go with me to see the elder today and kowtow and confess!" A man in black said lightly with a cold face.

"Rank, Shen Aotian is my fellow Daoist!I hope everyone will give face, what kind of enmity and hatred are there, I am fighting after leaving this place!" At this time, Jian Seventeen stood up and bowed to the cultivators.

Most of the cultivators were speechless, only the three cultivators were hostile to Shen Aotian, but when they heard Jian Seventeen say this, two cultivators stopped talking, as long as the one cultivator was still murderous and cold-eyed!

"Kill more than ten cultivators of my sect, this revenge can't be avenged!" the man in black stood up and said in a cold voice.

"Brother Shen, this is a figure of the younger generation of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect, the cultivators call him the Young Master of Ten Thousand Evils! The combat power is special, it is said that the power of ten thousand evils has been completed, and few cultivators can defeat it!" Jian Seventeen saw that the man in black was unrelenting, so he said to Shen Aotian, and at the same time, he introduced all the cultivators around him!

These young heroes in the Ancient Emperor region are also a generation of strong people, and at the same time, their identities are also extremely special, one by one is not a big sect of cultivators, that is, the leaders of the sect's power, all of them have amazing combat power, they are peerless masters of the younger generation of cultivators, sweeping the younger generation.

"Young Master, this is the area we have discovered, it is not allowed to be defiled, let alone fighting, I think, let's come in and fight later!" A young cultivator with a beautiful face stood up and persuaded.

"It's not your sect's god cultivator who died, it's true that you don't have to fight, but he has countless treasures on his body, and he is a wanted person from the entire department, aren't you tempted?"

The cultivators did not speak, and at this time, no one would want to offend anyone.

"Shen Aotian, can you fight with me!" The young master of Wan Sha had a sinister look in his eyes, staring at Shen Aotian Dao.

"No time!" Shen Aotian stared at the stone carvings on the cliff wall, and said without looking back, that picture made his soul throb, and he could feel a profound divine dao, like an ocean, and he would never be able to realize it.

"You...... Looking for death!" Wan Sha Young Master was like a wounded lion, and became resentful, since his debut, he has been wearing colorful clothes and wearing a halo on his head, and the cultivator of the gods has never tasted defeat, let alone been so contemptible.

At this moment, his forehead was bruised, and a stream of blood on the top of his head rose to the sky, and his essence was like a tide, like a brute dragon, about to explode.

However, Shen Aotian turned a blind eye to this, and had no idea of fighting him at all, his eyes kept on the stone carvings, and the Dao marks on it benefited him a lot, and all kinds of perceptions of the secret realm of the god cultivators that day came one after another, making his realm continue to increase.

In the dantian, the whirlpool was rampant, sucking a large amount of chaotic yuan force into it and disappearing, and all the chaotic yuan force gradually shrank, and was about to be swallowed by the vortex.

The power that swept through the secret exuded endless inducement, but he did not dare to attack without stopping, because of that inducement, a heavenly sword hung above his head.

"Death!"

Shen Aotian's repeated contempt and disregard of others as nothing, finally made the Ten Thousand Evil Young Master explode, and then, his courage rose, his face was hideous, and the true yuan on his body swirled, with earth-shattering courage, and he blasted towards Shen Aotian with a punch.

"Ten Thousand Evil Young Lord, you can't ......" Jian Seventeen wanted to stop it, but it was too late, Ten Thousand Evil Young Master was like a wounded brute beast, and with an arrow step, he came to Shen Aotian's side and blasted away with a punch.

The fist was like an iron hammer, absorbing the essence of the eight directions, emitting a bright brilliance, including all Shen Aotian's cultivators, wanting to shatter him with one punch.

Heaven and earth lost their minds, and all around them were gone, and in Shen Aotian's eyes, there was only a grand iron fist, which broke through the air and smashed at him with a whining sound.

Shen Aotian's face was cold, his eyes were cold, his body was rolling, and he also met the previous punch with one punch.

The fist is like a shock, like a meteorite colliding, and in an instant, a majestic force erupts, flying sand and stones, the storm is raging, and a deep pit of more than one zhang appears on the earth.

Immediately after, a scream came out, and a figure of a cultivator flew away.

The young heroes around looked at each other, all wanting to see what Shen Aotian's strength was, and now they heard a miserable scream, and secretly shook their heads, the difference is too big, it is not so simple to get closer.

However, when they saw the shadow of the cultivator flying out, their expressions suddenly changed drastically, and they looked at each other, their eyes full of disbelief.

I saw that the right hand of the young master was bloodstained, his fingers trembled, and even the bones inside could be seen in some areas.

All the cultivators were amazed, you must know that the young master of the Ten Thousand Evils is already a strong man of the top-grade gods, and he has obtained all kinds of magic medicine refining bodies from the sect, and his physical body is arrogant and extreme, and now he has been injured by Shen Aotian, so how fierce will the body of this divine cultivator be!

The smoke and dust dispersed, and the strength was lost, revealing the figure inside.

I saw Shen Aotian's majestic posture, his black hair flying, a pair of eyes shining brightly, and all the cultivators exuded a demonic nature, like the Nine Heavens Demon God, dominating the heavens and the earth!

"Damn! you actually hurt me!" the young master's face was distorted, and he roared loudly, as if he had seen the most incredible thing!

"I will kill you today!"

The brilliance on his body slowly repaired his injuries, and at the same time, a long sword appeared in his hand, pointing directly at Shen Aotian!

"Boom!"

The courage exploded, like the Nine Heavens Demon Cloud, mighty and mighty, pressing towards Shen Aotian, but there was no inspiration, Shen Aotian's energy was stable and extreme, and he was no longer afraid of the pressure of the Heavenly Cultivator and the strong!

"Slash!"

The young master of Wansha shouted loudly, bullied forward, the sword light in his hand was like a dragon, and he waved out one sword qi after another, a total of seventeen.

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