Outside the Martial Ancestor Palace, the exhibition curtain suddenly turned its head to look at its own sect master, the old man with a bare brain.

Only then did I see that the bareheaded old man was already with his eyes closed, and his mind was immersed in it, as if he was wandering in front of some door, hesitating whether to take the last half step.

The curtain was thoughtful, but also closed his eyes, his mind was immersed, in front of the Martial Ancestor Hall on the top of this ancestral mountain, there were martial arts luck all over the sky without money, and there were a lot of martial arts luck that was particularly strong.

It's just that the threshold of this martial arts luck is extremely high, at least for his exhibition curtain, it can only be put up first, and slowly digested in the following days, and the exhibition curtain that has just risen from the five realms of martial arts cultivation to the six realms can even see the gorgeous scenery of the seven realms and the eight realms.

Wang Xuanli lingered, as if he was strolling in the court, but there was an indescribable twisted look on his face.

Always at a certain node, Wang Xuanli thought about what he had figured out, so he figured it out everywhere, Wang Xuanli opened his eyes, his eyes were resolute, his steps were firm, and he stepped in front of him, crossing the threshold that originally had no threshold but a solid wall.

After one step, there is a completely different new world, higher and more vast, the world that Wang Xuanli has thought about countless times.

After opening his eyes, Wang Xuanli was a martial cultivator of the Eight Realms, the top heaven cultivator in this body world.

So Wang Xuanli looked at the Wuzu Hall in front of him, which was still closed and thought that nothing had changed and nothing had happened.

After one step or two, Wang Xuanli found that he was stepping on the golden light, and the unchanged scene that he had seen with his eyes before changed abruptly in this instant.

There is a golden light everywhere you look, and there is a splendid appearance everywhere.

However, seeing what he saw in front of him, Wang Xuanli frowned.

Because on the platform in front of him, on the position where the golden statue of Wu Zu was standing, it suddenly became the face that Wang Xuanli was particularly familiar with, and the only difference was the gold-plated golden face of the other party.

But at this moment, Wang Xuanli saw a figure that was completely incompatible with this golden body world, it was a man in sackcloth, with his back to him Wang Xuanli, he couldn't see the appearance clearly, but he knew that the shoulder frame that was not broad must be an unfit man.

The soles of the man's feet can be said to be full of flowers, as if he walked to the temple platform leisurely.

The golden-clad man, who was standing firmly and smiling on his face, was stunned when he saw the man in simple gray linen clothes, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

For a moment, it was as if he had forgotten to punch.

It's just that only the white-bearded man who tasted the higher realms above the Eight Realms in a very short and very short breath knew that it was not that he didn't want to punch, but that the golden light in the sky, as well as his martial intent, not only did not listen to him, but also prevented him from punching at the person in front of him.

The gray linen man slowly raised his right fist, but he looked funny, like an immature child who just knew how to punch but didn't know how to punch yet, and he had no moves at all and was extremely slow.

But in the next moment, without waiting for the punch of the man in sackcloth to fall on the golden body of the white-bearded old man with golden light and law, Ye Qiqiu's golden body and law face began to turn into particles of dust at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was easy to scatter everywhere without knowing where.

The luck above the Martial Ancestor Hall suddenly strengthened by three points.

As a result, the really clumsy moving martial arts curtain was unconsciously sold, a very small, very small, but it was a key threshold related to whether he could step out of that huge threshold faster and more steadily in the future.

The man in gray linen took two steps forward and stood on top of the position where the white-bearded and golden-body figure had just stood within a few breaths.

When the man in gray linen clothes turned around, Wang Xuanli's heart suddenly trembled, and he suddenly woke up, because the face of the man in gray linen clothes was exactly the same as the golden body martial ancestor law appearance that was broken by his Ye Shuqiu punch, or in other words, that golden body law phase was him, and he was exactly the golden body law appearance.

Immediately after, Wang Xuanli's eyes were only golden under the golden light in the sky.

Wu Er limped, but he came to Wu Chen's eyes with a funny appearance of jumping and jumping, and the pear blossom cried into tears like rain: "Master! You are here, if you don't come again, Wu Er will be bullied by that guy miserably!"

didn't care about his own face.

But according to his own words, what kind of face do you pay attention to in front of your own master, sometimes I am very valuable to this thing, and it is not an exaggeration to exchange my life, but sometimes it is especially worthless, which is probably what it looks like now, in front of my own master, what face do I want.

The golden figure lowered his head, looked at the little guy under his feet, and said with a smile: "No, you are a self-proclaimed martial master, why are you here and now you are also pretending to be a grandson?"

The sound was as loud as a bell.

The incense villain chuckled in his heart, thinking that his words and deeds were not all under the surveillance of his master, but even so, he Wu Er was thinking in his heart that even if he lived under the surveillance during the day, he could only be killed and not admitted.

Wu Er shook his head and pretended to be confused, "Master, what are you talking about? ”

On the shoulders of Wu Chenjin's statue, the soul villain sat at Wu Er with a look of disdain, but it fell in Wu Er's eyes but he glanced at it casually, he Wu Er had never encountered any grievances, what was this in front of him, not long ago, he Wu Er was still a prisoner of the women's steps, so Wu Er, who was extremely thick-skinned, naturally didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his face as if the sky had changed.

Wu Chen, who was in the real body of the Divine Mansion, looked at the Mai woman, but the Mai Woman was still unhurried to look at the living Martial Ancestor statue in front of her.

Wu Chen smiled and said, "There is an opportunity in front of you, do you want to?"

The woman in sackcloth was slightly stunned and said, "Can you leave here without restrictions?"

Wu Chen replied: "This mountain is a very small restriction, but after leaving this mountain, isn't this heaven and earth a greater restriction, and leaving this heaven and earth to go to another place, wouldn't it be a bigger restriction?" ”