The ancient road is deep, the years have precipitated, and the moss is mottled on the ancient bluestone slab. After walking for miles, they finally saw a dark complex of buildings.

The huge palace is lined up, and the momentum is magnificent, although it has been silent for tens of thousands of years, it has long since lost the immortal emperor style of the past. However, the magnificent hall group is still majestic and calm, like a mountain, standing here.

Jingyang Wan'er looked at the hall in front of her, and was shocked by the coercion, she didn't dare to speak loudly, and whispered: "Ren Jiuge, is that the main hall of the ruins of the Yuntai Ancient Sect in front?"

Ren Jiu Ge stopped, looked over there, and said, "Yuntai Star Palace." ”

Jingyang Wan'er poked her head and whispered, "Then how can there be people?" She was surprised to find that in front of the Yuntai Star Palace, that is, not far from the entrance of the main hall, on the ancient road, there were two tall rows of monks, standing there.

Ren Jiu Ge looked at it and said in a deep voice: "That is the last guardian war puppet of the Yuntai Sect. Although the Yuntai Sect has sunk, the guardian war puppet, as long as there is a reserve of spirit stones, it can be immortal for eternity, and it will always guard the tranquility of the ruins. ”

"Guardian war puppets, there are so many!" Jingyang Wan'er looked at it, on the ancient road, there were almost twenty people lined up on both sides. "How are they strong?"

Ren Jiu Ge glanced at it and said, "Each one has the strength of the Martial Monarch realm. ”

Jingyang Wan'er couldn't help but smack her tongue and said, "Martial Monarch, Martial Monarch Realm! Isn't that guarded by twenty Martial Monarch powerhouses?" This, this is too strong!"

The current powerful gate valve, the guardian war puppet, is only the existence of two or three martial king realms. Even if it is a first-order sect, the guardian war puppets of the Martial Monarch realm are only one or two.

At that time, when Jingyang Wan'er saw Ren Jiuge, who had nine martial monarch battle puppets, she was already shocked. Unexpectedly, there are more than 20 in this Yuntai Ancient Sect!

Ren Jiu Ge smiled indifferently and said, "This is the essence of the Immortal Emperor Sect back then!"

Jingyang Wan'er was still in shock, and said in a low voice: "There are so many guardian war puppets, how can we get in?"

Ren Jiu Ge said with a smile: "You follow me, but remember, don't make a sound, try to restrain your breath." Especially the six of you, the bloody breath, try to restrain as much as possible. ”

As he spoke, he glanced back at the six men in black behind him. The six men in black seemed to have seen through something, and their eyes hurriedly dodged.

Jingyang Wan'er smiled and said, "Okay, we know." The six men in black nodded their heads and tried their best to restrain their breaths.

Ren Jiu Ge ignored them, went straight to the front, and walked up. On the ancient road, it is long and heavy, and there is soft moss under the feet.

Soon, the group of them came to the side of the guardian puppet. Approaching the war puppet, Jingyang Wan'er became cautious, her pretty face became a little dignified, and she cautiously followed behind Ren Jiuge.

Ren Jiuge walked forward, walked up, and with a slight wave of the Tianyan fan in his hand, his body exuded bursts of spiritual power.

This breath is completely different from the spiritual power of the previous Mahayana Heavenly Formula. Jingyang Wan'er looked at Ren Jiuge in a little surprise, because she felt that her entire aura had completely changed, and she was even a little strange.

Ren Jiuge's aura around him became mighty, and vaguely, there seemed to be wisps of imperial power. He strode towards the ancient road in front of him, and the two columns of guardian war puppets instantly noticed someone coming, and they all turned their heads to look at this side.

"Hum!" the twenty guardian war puppets, who had been silent for tens of thousands of years, suddenly twisted their heads and made an unusually piercing sound.

This voice appeared in the empty sky, and it made people feel a chill for a while.

Jingyang Wan'er was looked at by the guard puppet's gaze, a little silent, and unconsciously hid behind Ren Jiuge. The remaining six men in black hurriedly blocked the front to prevent changes.

Ren Jiuge's Tianyan fan, waving gently, sprinkled on the ancient road in front of him. This spiritual light, unusually warm, the light spreads, like a cloud, extremely soft.

When the guardian war puppet saw the aura appear, his vigilant gaze was immediately retracted, and the restlessness just now became quiet.

Jingyang Wan'er was very surprised, but she didn't dare to make a sound, just followed behind Ren Jiuge.

Ren Jiu Ge ignored these and strode straight from the center of the ancient road, passing straight through the more than twenty guardian battle puppets.

Soon, they walked in front of the majestic gate of the Yuntai Star Palace. Jingyang Wan'er looked up, her eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, she stared at the front, her expression changed, and she hurriedly touched Ren Jiuge with her elbow, signaling him to look forward.

I saw that on both sides of the gate of the Yuntai Star Palace, there were two mighty goalkeepers dressed in golden armor and holding spears. Obviously, these two goalkeepers are also guardian puppets.

However, their demeanor is lifelike, and the breath around them is even more compelling. Its strength should be above those twenty guardian war puppets!

The goalkeeper battle puppet felt the coming, his eyes suddenly opened, and a golden light swept directly over their group. Jin Mang's eyes were unusually cold, as if they were about to penetrate people's minds.

"Who's coming?" the goalkeeper asked, opening his mouth, his voice strong and deafening!

Ren Jiuge's face was indifferent, and he said loudly: "The descendants of the Yuntai Sect, the contemporary heirs of the Yuntai family, Yuntai Zhong, come to worship the ancestral palace and pay homage to the divine power of the ancestor. ”

The goalkeeper battle puppet's gaze swept over again, stared at Ren Jiuge, and asked in a deep voice: "You are a descendant of Yuntai, how can you prove it?"

Ren Jiuge smiled indifferently, the Tianyan fan in his hand was used as a paintbrush, a volley illusion painting, and he recited the true recipe while painting, "Wanxian Lou in Yuntai Mountain, thank you for the three immortals on the stage." All the heavens and immortals gather together, and Bixia is all in the happy forest. ”

This is the secret of the Yuntai Sect, which contains the ancient secrets of the Yuntai Sect and the prologue of the true recipe of the Yuntai Immortal Emperor.

At the same time, the aura of the Tianyan fan, in mid-air, drew an extremely mysterious pattern rune. The bizarre graphic rune is the inheritance seal totem of the Yuntai Sect.

As soon as the seal totem came out, the heavens and the earth changed color. Bursts of roaring sounds came out from all directions. The seal totem hooks up the cardinal secret method in the depths of the Yuntai Sect, and it is also the great array of the ancient sect protector.

The twenty guardian war puppets who were originally quiet were all shocked, and hurriedly bowed to this side.

Jingyang Wan'er was frightened by the change here, and she didn't dare to breathe, but she just tugged on Ren Jiuge's robe, and her palms were full of sweat stains.

The two goalkeeper battle puppets were also golden and bright, and when they saw the birth of this seal totem, their expressions also changed, and they muttered: "It's really a Yuntai heir!"