The main hall is dozens of feet high, and the table is more than ten meters long, and it seems to be a little insignificant and small under the high roof of the main hall.

There was an old man with a slightly fat belly who was closing his eyes and staring at his eyes, but he was not sitting alone on the wooden chair in front of the wooden table, and the whole person was hanging cross-legged in the air of this hall.

The old man's surroundings are all vague and uncertain, if there are eyes and eyes at a glance, some are just layers of faint like water ripples.

Compared to the terrifying scorching golden light outside, the half-hidden void where the old man was located was actually not weaker than it at all, after all, this was the power of the Xuan Saint above the Xuan Emperor of the Mountain Peak Realm, which could only be barely used as an entry volume.

In the long ago 10,000 years ago, the nine ancestors were in the world, in fact, there was no realm of Xuan Shengxiao Cheng and Dacheng, some were just void in the two realms of breaking the void, but the Xuan Ancestor who was called the ancestor of Xuan Xiu standardized the realm of size that was not standardized, one by one, from the bottom up, and some of them were discarded, and some of the original titles were also retained.

The original two realms of the void and the broken void were combined into one realm and were called the Xuan Sheng, but in this Xuan Sheng realm, there were small refinements, and there were two small realms.

I'm afraid that the Xuanzu can't imagine that even if it is this Xuansheng Xiaocheng realm, after these ten thousand years, the Xuanwu Continent monks who really use the cultivation of heaven and earth to cultivate can be described as a rare among the rare.

Mu Xinglie, a slightly chubby old man, deserves to be the first in the six main veins of the Heavenly Sect.

It is also the monk of the Leaving Heaven Sect who first jumped into the Triple Heaven Monk of the Xuandi Realm at the top of the mountain among the six main veins of the Heavenly Sect.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes and exhaled softly a breath of void filth.

Moving your muscles and bones easily is a burst of crackling sounds that are not very pleasant.

Although the old man's face was as calm as that of an ordinary person, there was also a lot of fine sweat on his forehead.

The Xuansheng Xiaocheng Realm didn't dare to say that he could do whatever he wanted in the void, let alone the Xuandi Triple Heaven, who didn't know how many steps away from the Xuansheng Realm and how far away he was.

It's just that he Mu Xinglie is such a talented and awe-inspiring generation that belongs to the Triple Heavens, so he has to take one or two more steps than ordinary Triple Heaven cultivators.

But whether he Mu Xinglie is talented or his Ling Ran generation, in the end he is just a Triple Heaven Cultivator, so in the Void, he is still trembling, for fear that if he is not careful, he will fall into the big pit that he, a Triple Heaven Cultivator, can't climb out of like this.

Naturally, every time he adventured himself, he gained a lot after taking risks, which was also a big kind that people would envy.

Because it doesn't look like cultivation, but something else that is far beyond cultivation.

It's like some mountain monks are still worried about having enough to eat, but for others, they are thinking about how to eat better.

Isn't it possible to say the same thing?

Some of the coincidences in the dark also existed for these mountain peak realm cultivators, but in this way, it was no longer a coincidence, but the fortune of some great avenues.

It's like after he Mu Xinglie just wandered into the void, and when he returned to this hall, he encountered the sudden change of Yiyun Peak, which was both a coincidence and not a coincidence.

Mu Xinglie looked outside the main hall, and there was already a faint trace of void power in his eyes, which could not be retracted freely.

The use of the power of the void in the Xuan Sage Realm is to sail along the water, and he Mu Xinglie has to work a lot harder, not only to move against the current, but also to have no boat under him.

Outside the main hall, the person with a tattoo on his face looked at the not very tall man, and complained unconsciously: "If it weren't for your surname Mu's love of finding trouble, I would have gone to the halfway point of the Yiyun Peak to see a lively scene by now, how can it be like now, even if his mother stands on tiptoe to see, it is a blur." ”

The man who was actually not short was just standing next to the extremely tall man with facial tattoos, and he looked a little shorter.

The shorter man snorted softly, "Hmph, if it weren't for your nonsense, there would be all these bad things in the future?"

The man with a tattoo on his face was a master with an idle mouth, and said softly: "I think your surname is Mu is the one who keeps talking nonsense, and he still has a few skills in his hands, but this mouth is a little unforgiving." ”

The slightly shorter monk glanced at the other party and said coldly: "Why, you didn't understand enough Gu Yan last time?

The little monk is not a man of many words, and the breath of his whole body began to rise as the words fell, and the sand and gravel in front of this hall also moved with this mysterious power, and the grains rattled.

The monk on the mountain with tattoos on his face and eyes didn't feel that he was secretly scolding himself in his heart, and his mouth was really the one who didn't open the main door.

Although he was in the other party, he was the peak realm of the Xuanhuang Emperor who stopped in front of the gate of the mountain peak realm.

But everything is still good and bad, even if it is a twin brother of the same mother, it is not necessary to be constantly moved out and compared with each other.

His mountaintop realm is not a little advantageous in front of the other party's mountaintop realm, and even if he talks about some things alone, what he doesn't want to admit in his ancient words must also be admitted, that is, the old man opposite him who is both an old friend and an old rival is slightly higher than himself, no matter how deep down his ancient words are, how unwilling to admit it must be admitted that his ancient words are slightly behind his old opponent.

It's just that his ancient saying is not a calm middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, calm and abnormal, he knows the word not easy, and he can smile and enmity, but the more gray he has in his twilight years, he also cares about the folded and horizontal year.

He can speak for himself, or he may say that what he thinks in his heart is not as good as others.

But if there is someone else who says his ancient words directly in front of his ancient sayings, it is absolutely impossible for his ancient sayings.

So in front of the door of this hall, two strands of mysterious power emerged, and for a while, the sand and gravel flew sideways, and the whistling wind and whistle did not stop.

There is a great tendency to compete for the first place on this mountain.

It's just that in the moment of lightning, a very soft and extremely soft Xuan Force fluctuates, like the weak west wind that sneaks into the night with the wind.

It's just that this west wind is not weak at all, as if it is the king of beasts above the two tigers, and the two tigers will both fall into its mouth.

When the hearts of the two of them were all chopping their feet and sighing in a bad way, there was a sentence in their ears that they were familiar with, but at this moment, they couldn't make people happy.