In the Ancestral Realm, it is extremely remote in the sky.

It is said that it is not very high in the sky, if it is compared with the towering Heng Peak, which is thousands of zhang, it is about two-thirds of the height of Heng Feng.

The sky is also weird, between half black and half white, black and white, and white is still black in a gray and misty sky.

In the gray, something yawned, but it wasn't one, because he had just yawned half a hand and pinched his upper and lower lips.

The small figure that was pinched by the lips fluttered and struggled twice, but it seemed so ordinary that one or two strokes could not be more ordinary, but it induced the violent rolling of the gray clouds in the sea of clouds, as if there were big waves in the sea of clouds in mid-air, one wave after another, and the back waves followed, so in the sea of clouds in this mid-air, white light suddenly gushed out like waves.

So the big hand that was holding the upper and lower small lips loosened the two small lips, stretched out the arm, palms facing down, and made a covering shape.

is plain and unusual, but the sea of clouds that should be ordinary suddenly seems to be extremely human, and it becomes honest in an instant.

The owner with two small mouths, his eyes glanced at the gray sea of clouds with extremely unkind eyes.

Don't you know what kind of strength you have just felt? Not to mention this wave after wave, the front wave is exhausted and the wave is surging, even if there are two or three waves, it is a strange thing, just because you are the delicate young lady who has not left the pavilion in those big families?

It's clearly those who want to be dishonest in front of someone but have to be honest, and they can't help but flutter once or twice to take advantage of the situation, and they can crawl to their faces with their noses.

So the boy who had suffered the dumb loss was very unhappy, thinking that when his master was gone, he would definitely have the good fruit of you fellows to eat.

The Martial Ancestor Secret Realm is actually before the Martial Ancestor Secret Realm, to be precise, it is called the Martial Ancestor Secret Realm.

Not one but several, for example, which Hengfeng before, as well as the countercurrent river before Hengfeng, and even the Baizhangwide Bridge called Xianglu Bridge on the countercurrent river, as well as the Jinghu that Wu Chen, Bao Yi and others or several other people stepped on before, and the broken bridge that Bao Yi walked through, in fact, they were all pulled from various places, pulled a piece in the east, and put together in the west, and spelled it out to spell out a secret realm of martial ancestors.

According to the words of the master of the secret realm 10,000 years ago, where you like it, where you can see it, where is the secret realm of the Martial Ancestor.

It's very domineering, but no one can stop it, because the person stands tall enough, so high that others can only look up, according to the rules of Nanzhou, that is, the big fist is the rule, and if you don't stop the rules, you will fight, and if you are afraid, you will listen to the rules.

There are also those who are not afraid of fighting, and those who are not afraid of death have become the ruins of the giant city where Ran Lu and others stayed before.

Therefore, the existence of the Martial Ancestor Secret Realm is particularly long, more than 10,000 years.

It's just a piece of elm, and if you stay in this secret realm of the martial ancestor for 10,000 years, you will also be enlightened and refined.

Moreover, where did the elm pimple come from in this Martial Ancestor Secret Realm, some of them are those genius earth treasures with a compelling aura and a great avenue opportunity, and they belong to the kind that will turn into a dragon when they encounter wind and rain, so the gray clouds that seemed to be extremely painful spirituality before were definitely not from the perspective of extremely painful spirituality, they were really such mountain monks.

But in the end, it is ten thousand years of loneliness, there are too few happy things, and it is a rare opportunity to amuse those gray clouds that have become charming and weird, how not to make a fuss.

Moreover, the small little man Wu Er has not been playing tricks and laughing with these spirits and monsters for a few years and a half, and I don't know how many times I have made a fuss in these tens of thousands of years of cultivation time, what old and old, what can be used, and all kinds of tricks that have not been used, have been used all for Qiqi.

Everyone is also the kind of old acquaintance who can't be more familiar.

Therefore, it is a big opportunity to make the guy who usually occupies the right time and place, and can always succeed and gain the upper hand, is simply a big opportunity to dream of, for these of them, who are almost the same grade and years as the Martial Ancestor Secret Realm, this kind of opportunity is not the slightest bit unusual Xuan Xiu worshiped a mountain master on the top of the mountain, found a sect-named mountain gate backer, and stepped on a secret realm with a chance to splash the sky, how much smaller.

Therefore, at this time, Wu Er can only be dumb and eat Yellow Lotus, suffering and unable to speak.

The discomfort in this is destined not to be accessible to outsiders.

With a sad face, Wu Er, who looked like he had been greatly wronged, said in a choked voice: "Master, you really don't blame me! That guy is a ghost who can't be a ghost anymore, even those guys are probably unwilling to talk to him, and I am still the master of this world." ”

At this time, Wu Er intuitively felt that there was something pushing behind his back, and then he suddenly realized, and hurriedly said: "Of course, master, you say that my Wu Er is that Wu Er, you want to say no, how about Wu Er, and besides, I am the ruler of this sky, and it is impossible for Rao is that guy to leave no trace." ”

So Wu Er looked at the gray clouds beside him and suddenly felt that it was really pleasing to the eye, at least it would not be the previous stabbing in the throat, uncomfortable on both sides, and uncomfortable everywhere.

Seeing that his master didn't react, Wu Er let go of his relief and continued to speak: "That guy has a lot of territory and a big territory, maybe he is still busy somewhere, otherwise how dare not come to see you, master." ”

In the sea of gray clouds, a face gradually emerged, Wu Chen looked directly at Wu Er, and asked softly, "When was the last time you saw him?"

Wu Er was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Wu Chen to ask this question, and then he thought about this question very seriously, and put it on the question that he would never think about before.

Because in this Martial Ancestor Secret Realm, time is the most worthless, so there is no one who pinched time to live, after all, everyone is tens of thousands of years old.

Then Wu Er came back to his senses and gave a number with great certainty.

"A thousand years. ”

Wu Chen nodded, secretly thinking that this was the case, but he didn't expect that guy to really find a little way.

So Wu Chen didn't get angry but laughed, but this smile fell into his Wu Er's eyes, and some of his backs were swishing and cold.

Halfway up the mountain, a huge group of stone statues, and a place with few stone statues on the upper side, the purple-robed monk who was trying extremely hard to squint his eyes stopped something, raised his head, and looked in front of him.