In the deepest part of Mount Oh Sumeru, there is a boxy altar, and on top of the altar, thirty-six figures stand quietly. These people were thin and pale, and the most terrible thing was that their eyes were empty, and if you felt them closely, they were lifeless!

"Boom Boom ......" The sound of breaking wind sounded one after another, and a large group of people in black and white robes came to the sidelines, and the one person in the lead was Hou Dong, who had just met with Taixuanzong, and he was neatly followed by three hundred disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect.

"Is this the altar in the deepest part of Mount Osumeru? Hou Wei took a few steps forward and looked at the altar in front of him with interest.

"Don't go any further. Hou Dong said lightly, interrupting Hou Wei's steps, "Each of those puppets has the strength of the god-man realm, if you take another step forward, I can't guarantee your life." ”

Hearing this, Hou Wei suddenly stopped and retreated stupidly. When he first entered Mount Meru, he could still compete with Hou Dong by virtue of his identity, but now he ...... He who made the Yin Yang Sect pay a terrible price obviously no longer had that qualification.

"Someone is coming. Just when the atmosphere was slightly awkward, Hou Jian, who was behind Hou Dong, suddenly spoke.

"Oh, it's still an old acquaintance. Glancing towards the back, Hou Dong said with a cold face.

"Second uncle, is this the altar? These puppets are really not bad, find a way to get them back and show us the door." Third uncle, what do you think of my suggestion?" This big grinning voice is like Yan Kun who broke the Xuanmen.

"Oh, it turned out to be Brother Hou Dong. Long time no see, long time no see. Chen Ang stood in front of everyone and greeted Hou Dong.

"Who are you?" The scene in front of him made Hou Dong a little stunned.

First, he had vaguely heard that the Breaking Xuanmen had developed rapidly over the years, and even the Beiming Hall next to it had become wary, but he didn't expect that the "rapidity" of the Breaking Xuanmen would be so violent! Those two hundred disciples of the Transcendent Realm, all of whom had a long breath and a solid Xuanqi, were all rare to see good seedlings.

Second, in addition to the two hundred Xuanmen Breaking Sect disciples, they were also followed by more than a hundred Hundred Flower Mansion disciples in colorful clothes, which ...... When did Po Xuanmen get so close to Baihua Mansion?

"Hehe, I met by chance on the road. Brother Hou Dong, don't get me wrong. Seeing Hou Dong's expression, Chen Ang suddenly said with a smile.

"Hmph!" Hou Dong snorted coldly and did not speak. Hou Dong just calculated, these two forces combined, the powerhouses of the god and human realm have reached nine! This is not something that they can compare with now. Although Hou Dong has a back move, it is obviously not used to deal with these people.

"Xiuxiu ......" is another force coming.

The clothes of the people who came were extremely messy, and the body shape was even more strange, and everyone understood after a little thought, these guys were the monsters of the Dragon and Tiger Mansion.

Before everyone could react, a large number of people rushed over. The clothes of the comers are the same, and they are all equipped with long swords, and this unique dress immediately makes people know their origin - Sword Star Gate!

The leader of the Dragon and Tiger Mansion is a young man with an exceptionally strong physique, the man's muscles are bulging, and a violent aura envelops it, which is extremely difficult to provoke;

The sturdy man and the white-haired old man glanced around, and finally both fixed their eyes on each other, and after a brief exchange of eyes, the two of them led their respective teams together. Neither of them is stupid, and in this current situation, only if they hug each other can they have a trace of self-preservation.

Looking at the movements of the Dragon and Tiger Mansion and the Sword Star Gate, Hou Dong's brows furrowed, and his face was a little ugly. If it weren't for the Sword Star Gate following the Dragon Tiger Mansion, I am afraid that he would have been unable to resist the Dragon Tiger Mansion. In his eyes, these unpopular forces should not have come here at all;

Chen Ang didn't say anything, or his mind wasn't here at all. His gaze was staring into the distance, where a huge "blue cloud" was rapidly approaching, and Chen Ang, who was extremely familiar with that color, naturally knew that it was not a cloud, but the biggest enemy of their trip to Mount Meru-Beiming Temple.

As soon as the Beiming Palace, where the strength of the "Boom ......" was intact, it landed with an extremely powerful fluctuation, forcing the people on both sides of it to retreat.

"Hahahaha, Great Sumeru Mountain, it's really magical. Kunteng's profligate voice sounded, and he was seen taking a few steps forward, looking at the square altar with fiery eyes. Kun Teng was followed by a one-eyed old man, one of the old man's eyes was very similar to the puppets on the altar, and the only remaining eye was staring straight at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

But it was this old man who looked a little pitiful that made everyone in the audience, including Chen Ang and Hou Wei, look solemn. Beiming Palace, one-eyed Kun seal. He is the first group of powerhouses in Winterfell to become famous, it is said that he entered the god-man realm many years ago, but I don't know what the reason is, after stepping into the god-man realm, the progress of the Kun seal has become extremely slow, and it is gradually surpassed by the latecomers. But there is one point, although his speed is extremely slow, it also causes his Xuan Qi to be extremely solid. It is said that he can fight with the Supreme Elder of the Six Grades of the Divine Man in the sect without falling behind, and this is his strength.

"It seems that Beiming Hall is bent on suppressing the Xuanmen, and even this old man has been sent out. This old guy is only a god and a man, but that combat power is really fierce, and Beiming Hall is really down this time. "Unconsciously, there were two or three casual cultivators who were just out of the mortal realm mixed here.

The so-called adults don't remember villains, and in the eyes of those big sects, they really don't look down on these two or three ordinary casual cultivators.

Among these people, there was an older loose cultivator, he glanced at the dense sect forces, and then looked at the unknown distance, and a look of anxiety flashed in his eyes. After a while, the casual cultivator seemed to have finally made up his mind, and the Xuan Qi on the soles of his feet surged, and he flew out into the distance. As when he came, his departure went unnoticed by anyone.

Outside the altar, as Kun Teng retracted his gaze, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly became delicate. Anyone can find that the people in Beiming Hall seem to be a little impatient.

"Second master, I have a sentence, I don't know if to say it or not?" Kun Teng turned to Chen Ang and said with a smile.

Everyone knows that the three brothers of Poxuanmen, Yan Qian, Chen Ang, and Jiang Zhongnai, are friends of life and death, and their relationship is very good. Therefore, whether it is outsiders or their own people, they call them the head of the house, and they are not called the masters.

"Hehe, it doesn't hurt for the young hall master of Kunteng to be blunt. Chen Ang also replied with a smile.

"I heard that when the second leader first entered the Great Sumeru Mountain, he was separated from your team?" Seeing that Chen Ang was about to open his mouth, Kun Teng then asked, "I also heard that the second leader went to join your team after wandering alone for a long time, right?"

Kun Teng said all the words, Chen Ang naturally had nothing to hide, he raised his head, and said generously: "That's right, I have indeed been alone for a long time, and I ......" Chen Ang's voice paused, and he pretended to groan before continuing: "And the place I came to before is here, the deepest altar of Mount Meru." ”

"Hehe, the second master, this Great Sumeru Mountain is a blessing shared by our Winterfell City, in other words, the things in this Great Sumeru Mountain should also be collected by everyone. You touched it first without a sound, I'm afraid it's a little unruly. Kun Teng's gaze swept over the rest of the forces, and sure enough, their faces were a little ugly.

"Hmph!" Before Chen Ang could reply, Yan Kun snorted coldly and scolded: "Kunteng, you talk like this, it's like a fart! According to what you said, the resources in the Great Sumeru Mountain should be collected by everyone, so we should take out all the treasures we have collected now, and then distribute them evenly according to the heads! How about it? Will you do this? If you really do this, I will be the first to accompany you in the Xuanmen!"

"You ......" Kun Teng pointed at Yan Kun, half speechless. Even if Kun Teng's scheming is tricky, he will never be able to take advantage of Yan Kun in front of him.

"Hehe, Yan Kun is right. Chen Ang said, "What bullshit, aren't you trying your best to fill your pockets? I tell you plainly, I did come here alone for those opportunities under the altar." I'm not afraid that you all know that if I was lucky enough to get those opportunities, I would have left here a long time ago, so I wouldn't waste my tongue here with you hypocritical villains. ”

The uncle and nephew were speechless. Everyone present couldn't help but introspect themselves, and then realized how ridiculous the anger just now was. Yes, if they had the opportunity to get those opportunities, they would have already run away with their things, and who would squat here and talk about it.

"Then since you've already been here, can you tell us why you didn't take those opportunities?" asked the old man from the Sword Star Gate.

"Well, not because of them. Chen Ang pointed to the puppets, a little helpless.

Kun Qian told him that after the last time the Great Sumeru Mountain was opened, these puppets had been defeated, so Yan Qian let him come here alone, get the treasures early, and then withdraw with his disciples; Chen Ang knew the power of the puppet, so he could only return in disgrace.

"Are those altar puppets?" the old man looked at the puppets with a solemn expression in his eyes. Only then did he realize that these puppets actually had the strength of the god-man realm.

There are thirty-six gods and human realms, such a big stroke.