"It seems that I have to start collecting luck as soon as possible, and after exploring the ruins this time, I can start preparing to go to a world to collect luck."

"After all, with my current strength, I can't use it in the Immortal Gu Continent, and there are still dangers, so it's better to go to other worlds to be safe."

In the deepest part of the Tianyu Treasure Ship, Yang Yuxi groaned.

Soon half a day passed, and the Tianyu treasure ship suddenly stopped at this time.

Wu Xuan's respectful voice came from outside: "Young Patriarch, we have arrived." ”

"Hmm."

Yang Yuxi nodded, stood up and walked outside.

At this moment, Elder Huang and his entourage were already standing outside the treasure ship.

On the ground, there is an endless mountain range in the territory of the Great Yin Heavenly Empire, and inside the mountain range, there is a palace filled with the ancient atmosphere of time hanging in the air.

A curtain of light shrouded the palace, and the aura in the hall was full of spiritual energy, and the elixir was everywhere, like a fairyland on earth.

Outside it, there was a nine-rank forbidden array arranged around, thunder flashing, poisonous mist filling the sky, corpses piling up mountains, ice storms and other terrible disasters gathered in the formation.

Let the group of cultivators who were hundreds of miles away from the palace tremble violently, even if they were far away, they could clearly feel the power like a demon god.

There was also a group of monks standing above the mountain range, led by a young man in a purple robe.

His body exudes the noble temperament of an emperor, as if he is the reincarnation of a heavenly emperor.

Suddenly, Yang Yuxi on the treasure boat felt a gaze staring at him.

Hurriedly turned his head to look at the air, and found that it was the young man in the purple-clothed emperor robe standing in the air.

The strength of the young man is not bad, and his cultivation has also reached the Imperial Sky Realm, but it is only good, compared to Yang Yuxi, this strength is a little insufficient.

Feeling Yang Yuxi's gaze, the young man hurriedly turned his head and retracted his gaze.

Soybean-like sweat kept pouring out of his forehead, and his face turned even pale, as if he had been frightened by something.

There are many emotions in his heart, there are panic, fear, surprise, etc., just looking at each other for a second, he feels like he has walked through the ghost door.

At this time, Huang Tianheng next to him suddenly spoke: "Holy Son, the people from the Mixed Yuan Holy Land and the Blood God Palace are here. ”

Hearing Huang Tianheng's reminder, Yang Yuxi quickly looked to the other side.

"Boom!"

A thunderous sound resounded through the four directions, and an incomparably vast aura swept towards this place.

I saw that two xenomorph demon beasts appeared above the mountain range with a palace.

The two xenomorphic demon beasts were fierce and intimidating, exuding a powerful momentum on their bodies, and an extremely heavy evil aura rushed up.

"Two xenomorph demon beasts, nine nether beetles!"

"Could it be someone from the Blood God Palace?"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, and their faces couldn't help but change color.

The Nine Nether Worms are a unique feature of the Blood God Palace of the Holy Land of Xizhou.

Suddenly, heaven and earth gathered hundreds of powerful momentum to erupt, overwhelming all directions.

I saw that more than a hundred figures appeared in mid-air, and each of them had the strength of the Sky Realm.

The aura emitted by gathering together was even more terrifying, startling several storms.

At the same moment, a majestic aura swept around, causing the heavens and the earth to change color in unison.

And the leader was a young man with an arrogant face, and there were two old men next to him who followed in the air, this is the holy son of the Mixed Yuan Holy Land, He Yi!

After the people from the Blood God Palace and the Mixed Yuan Holy Land arrived, some people from other Holy Lands came one after another.

The gathering of these forces instantly caused a commotion, and all the cultivators in the audience whispered and talked non-stop.

......

"I have heard that He Yi, the Holy Son of the Mixed Yuan, has reached the middle stage of the Transcendent Realm, and among the three holy lands in Zhongzhou, he is only below the Primal Holy Son."

"Now it seems that it is nothing more than that."

A black-clothed young man standing in the void scorned.

An astonishing momentum erupted from his body, directly pressing on He Yi who was not far away.

All of a sudden, the wind howled, the wind roared, and the thunder roared!

"Yang family, Yang Ling? You're just a waste compared to your brother. ”

But at this moment, a disdainful voice suddenly came from the opposite side and sounded in the void.

The two forces collided and soared into the sky, how powerful the competition of the powerhouses of the transcendent realm was, and the ground below began to crack.

The endless momentum swept through everything, and the surrounding wind and dust stormed, the boulders were shattered by it, and the trees were uprooted.

Some of the monks standing in front were even swept up by the wave of anger and shouted in panic.

.........

"Two, please stop for a while, and settle your private grievances within the ruins, the important thing now is to open the ruins in front of you."

An extremely indifferent voice rang out from inside the palace of the Blood God Palace.

"Hmph, today I will look at the sake of the Blood Divine Son, let you go, and after entering the ruins, see that I beat you so that your father can't recognize you."

The black-clothed young man named Yang Ling was calm and calm, with cruel words in his mouth.

Standing in the void, He Yi, the Mixed Yuan Holy Son, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, eager to tear Yang Ling apart.

Calm down! Calm down! There is no need to talk to the mentally retarded, if you talk too much, you will be infected with the mentally retarded.

He Yi patted his chest and comforted himself.

......

"I didn't expect that the little brother who had been following me back then was already so mature."

Yang Yuxi, who was on the Tianyu treasure boat, said secretly in his heart, and his calm heart also had a trace of waves.

As his gaze looked at Yang Ling, he found that after so many years, Yang Ling's cultivation had not fallen at all, and now he was already a Tianjiao in the late stage of the Transcendent Realm.

Among the people present, except for the cultivation of the Holy Son of the Blood God Palace who had reached the peak of the Transcendent Realm, the rest of the people were all cultivators in the early and middle stages of the Transcendent Realm.

There are even some people from the Sky Realm and even the Xuan Realm who plan to fish in troubled waters, but as long as they don't provoke themselves, Yang Yuxi doesn't bother to pay attention to them.

Then he frowned, and he noticed that several eyes were watching him.

Yang Yuxi raised his head proudly and swept away along these obscure gazes.

I found out that it was the major saints from the void.

On the other side, Yang Ling also found Yang Yuxi on the treasure boat, and hurriedly flew over excitedly and shouted: "Big brother, I knew you would come, after so many years, you don't go home to see, Uncle misses you very much." ”

"Young Patriarch, the head of the family has an order, let us follow your arrangement after entering the ruins."

The old man standing behind Yang Ling said respectfully.

"I know, you will follow me in a while, don't get separated." Yang Yuxi nodded.

"Junior brother, it seems that in the years that I have been at home, you have not slackened in your cultivation at all, yes, it is now in the late stage of the transcendent realm, continue to maintain it."

Yang Yuxi stepped forward and patted Yang Ling's shoulder and said with relief.