The birds moved very fast, and it took less than half a day to reach the destination of the trip.

"Ouyang Ye, I didn't expect that this time the exploration of the Heavenly Mystery Realm would be led by you. We haven't seen each other for so long, and it seems that your strength has become much stronger again!" said an old man in bloody clothes with a smile, but there was not the slightest smile in his eyes.

Before Chen Fan could jump off the bird, the voice of the old man in blood had already made him notice. The old man looked very handsome, his face was ruddy, and he looked like an extremely powerful martial artist.

"Old man in blood, you're still so healthy. You can come to the Heavenly Mystery Realm to lead the team, I Ouyang really didn't expect it. Ouyang Ye casually clenched his fists and greeted him.

Chen Fan's face twitched a little when he looked at the two old foxes smiling without smiling, and it obviously didn't look like he was going to deal with it, what kind of poor brother is he pretending to be here.

The old man in bloody clothes, the contemporary owner of the Blood Knife Gate. He is extremely ruthless and vicious, and the evil ghosts in the legendary hell are not used to be vicious, so many people call him a bloody old ghost behind his back.

The blood-clothed old man glanced at the monks of the younger generation of Xuantian Sect lightly, and sure enough, they were still three or two big cats and small cats, and at first glance, there were no offspring with a finished weapon, so he said with a smile.

"You Xuantian Sect is still like this, everyone's strength is very average. ”

It is implied that Xuantian Sect has no outstanding disciples, and they all seem to be mediocre.

Ouyang Ye was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Then let's see in the Heavenly Mystery Realm, whether your high-ranking disciples of the Blood Sword Sect are superior, or whether the disciples of my Xuantian Sect can defeat you by a small margin." ”

The old man in blood saw that Ouyang Ye was actually like this, so he glanced at everyone who participated in the secret realm again, and he was nearly thirty years old. Where did the old thief Ouyang come from to say this with such confidence? The old man in bloody clothes was puzzled.

Chen Fan's superficial cultivation at this time was only six levels of condensation, and it was Ouyang Ye who made him learn to hide his clumsiness, so that he could better explode himself at a critical time.

After looking at it again, the old man in blood calmed himself down.

He felt that Ouyang Ye was a little self-deceived, so he said in a strange manner: "Looking at the strength of your younger generation, it is already a little inferior to our Blood Knife Sect. The strength of the younger generation of your Xuantian Sect is really not as good as the last one, and it looks like a tragic ending that will be wiped out by the entire army!"

Hearing the blood-clothed old man's almost curse-like words, Ouyang Ye's face was not good-looking. However, fortunately, his own cultivation crushed the old man in blood, so he actually did it directly very unceremoniously.

The old thing has such a powerful mouth, let me see what your strength is!" Ouyang Ye said with hatred in his heart.

So Ouyang Ye suddenly punched the old man in blood directly in the chest, Ouyang Ye was worthy of the feeling of the peak of the gods, and the sky and the earth changed color with a punch. Where was the old man in the bloody clothes his opponent, and the whole person flew out directly, spitting blood.

"Master!"

A large number of blood-clothed sect disciples were busy taking revenge on their own masters, and their eyes looked at Ouyang Ye with hatred.

"Old man in blood, it seems that your own strength can't compare to your verbal skills, you still have to go back and practice more, otherwise you will be beaten the next time you meet!" Ouyang Ye said very domineeringly.

"Once you have entered the secret realm, don't be soft on the people of the Xuantian Sect!" the old man in blood did not reply to Ouyang Ye's words, but said to the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect beside him.

"Okay, sir. "The head of his own family was directly beaten and vomited blood, and the anger in the hearts of the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect can be imagined.

Although the old man in blood clothes has a bad reputation, he is dedicated to his own disciples, so the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect now have very painful expressions on their faces.

It's not about who is right or who is wrong in this matter, the path of cultivation is so cruel, if you can't do it, someone will naturally step on you.

There is no second way for you to keep getting stronger so that everyone doesn't dare to provoke you.

The person in charge of Fengyun Castle and Huang Ji Sect looked at Ouyang Ye like a god, and they all sighed secretly. Unexpectedly, a few years have passed, and the gap between himself and Ouyang Ye is getting farther and farther away.

On the Miracle Continent, there are many geniuses. Chen Fan is one, and his master Ouyang Ye is also an out-and-out genius.

The peerless ruthless people of the same generation who no one dared to respect are now all mighty and domineering.

Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die!

This is Ouyang Ye's life creed.

The old man in the bloody clothes was found to be beaten by himself, as the so-called beating people does not slap their faces.

This blood-clothed old man deliberately went to expose the shameful scars of Xuantian Sect, so he was naturally begging Ouyang Ye for a beating.

With such a strong personality as Ouyang Ye, seeing such an underserved character, if he doesn't do it, he won't be Ouyang Ye, and it doesn't conform to his Dao heart.

Monks, only by doing what they want, can they have a clear mind and cultivate quickly.

A person who is depressed all day long goes to cultivate, and he will definitely not be able to cultivate well. I don't even have an interest in the world, so what kind of cultivation do I have?

Soon, the two hundred disciples of the four major sects were all assembled in place, ready to enter the Heavenly Mystery Realm.

The two of Fengyun Castle and Huang Ji Sect were on the side, while Xuantian Sect and the Blood Sword Sect were a little-for-tat.

Especially today, when everyone in the Blood Knife Sect saw the scene of the sect leader being beaten and vomiting blood, the expressions of the same hatred and hatred made people confused.

The Xuantian Sect's side is also full of condensed minds, and it is difficult for them to gain the upper hand in the Blood Knife Sect.

Although they have Chen Fan's hole card, they are not sure if there is a demon like Chen Fan on the other side.

"This group of waste materials of Xuantian Sect is at the top of the top ten sects, but the strength of each one is still so poor. Many Blood Knife Sect monks didn't dare to say it in their mouths, but they cursed secretly in their hearts.

"Occupy the waste that doesn't shit in the pit, the mud can't support the wall, see how I clean you up in the mysterious realm. "The monks of the other sects also had some opinions about the monks of the Tianxuan Sect.

Before he entered the Heavenly Mystery Realm, he was hostile to many forces, which was very unfavorable to the people of Xuantian Sect.

Ouyang Ye is to blame for everything, he is usually too good at acting and doing things, and he has always been a self-respecting appearance.

If others don't listen to him, he uses his fists to clean up others, and over time, his image in the major sects is not good. Love the house and Wu, the monks of the Xuantian Sect have to carry this black cauldron for the head of the sect.

We can't beat you, it's still okay to beat the disciples of your sect, you Ouyang Ye can't cover the sky with one hand. People from other sects have more or less this idea.

A black hole in a dimensional space has emerged, and everyone is ready to enter the Heavenly Mystery Realm from here.

Ouyang Ye glanced at Chen Fan deeply, everything depended on his performance.