Three days later, Ye Xuan teleported and flew all the way, and finally came to the Inheritance Giant Mountain.

At this moment, Ye Xuan can only describe it in one word: big!

This is an incomparably huge mountain, surrounded on all sides by cliffs that are sixty or seventy thousand feet high!

The cliff cliff seems to be a god, split horizontally with an artifact sword, boxy, like a halberd straight into the sky!

The mountain was shrouded in a golden shroud.

On its mountain wall, thousands of thick steel cables hung down from a height of sixty or seventy thousand zhang like a galaxy, and each link was the thickness of an adult man's thigh.

Those thick steel cables, from beginning to end, are all engraved with dense runes!

And those runes, corroded by the years, have not been blurred in the slightest, and they are extremely clear.

Just looking at them from afar, you can feel a reckless and thick aura, with a heavy sense of oppression, rushing towards your face.

To Ye Xuan's surprise, at the foot of the huge mountain at this moment, there were no less than a thousand martial artists watching and waiting.

Those warriors were dressed differently, obviously from different continents, sects, families, and forces.

Just as Ye Xuan arrived, a few rays of light arrived in the distance.

In one of the clouds of white light, a beautiful and gentle woman in a green shirt sat on a spirit bird as white as snow.

In the blink of an eye, this spirit bird galloped to a place somewhere nearby for hundreds of miles.

Then he retracted his wings and swooped downward. Seeing that she was about to plunge headlong into the dense vines below, the woman raised her hand, and a seal was struck.

Suddenly, the green light below flickered, and the vines suddenly disappeared, but a layer of green light curtain appeared.

The green-shirted woman did not hesitate to urge the spirit bird under her, and the white light flashed, and she disappeared into the light curtain in an instant.

Under the light curtain, there was another world, and six warriors in green shirts were sitting in a pentagonal magic circle in the middle of Xiao Tani.

This magic circle is not big, only six or seven zhang. The five of them sat cross-legged in the five corners of the circle, the edge of the circle flashed, and a long-haired old man sat in the middle with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

I saw a cloud of white light slowly falling, and a moment later, the woman in the green shirt came to the old man and gave a salute.

"Disciples, see Master. The woman in the green shirt bowed her head and said respectfully.

"Well, very well, take a seat, and wait for the light curtain of the giant mountain to disappear, and then we will enter. The old man said with a blank face.

And the five male and female warriors around the circle appeared from the woman in the green shirt, all of them standing still. His face was expressionless, like a wooden man.

The woman in the green shirt seemed to be accustomed to this situation, and without the slightest surprise, she sat down and closed her eyes.

On another small hill, a fifty or sixty-year-old gray-robed Taoist priest stood upright on a rock, facing a fierce wind, and his eyes were slightly squinted in the direction of the giant mountain.

Behind him stood two tall figures, one red and one green, two feet tall.

But a closer look reveals that the two figures with blue fangs and expressionless wood are actually two puppet people who look like evil ghosts.

At this moment, the Taoist priest looked back at the two puppets, and after a hint of self-satisfaction flashed on his face, he muttered to himself.

"With the help of these two ancient puppets comparable to the mid-level Saint King, the trip to inherit the giant mountain must be very rewarding. After saying this, the Taoist priest raised his hand and shot out two holy powers.

Suddenly, the two demon puppets shrank sharply and flew into the big sleeve, and then the Taoist priest turned into a red light and flew through the air, in the direction of the foot of the Inheritance Giant Mountain.

In another high air, three long rainbows flew side by side.

In the retreat, two old men and a nun. Shoot towards the Legacy Mountain.

If Ye Xuan saw these three people, he would immediately be stunned, because two of the three people were people he knew.

One of the yellow-robed old men with a scorched face was none other than the Tianji Old Man of the Eastern Regions, and the stunning white-clothed woman next to him was the Jade Spirit Fairy.

The only old man Ye Xuan didn't know had high eyebrows and deep frames, a lion nose and a big mouth, and his appearance was peculiar.

......

Ye Xuan was on a mound more than ten miles away from the giant mountain, he looked indifferently at the direction of the inheritance giant mountain, and was silent.

At this time, without the detection of divine thoughts, he also knew that there were as many as thousands of martial artists gathered within a radius of a hundred miles, and many of them were top-level Saint King old monsters hiding in it.

These old monsters are unfathomable in their cultivation, and their secret magic powers are strange and difficult, and they are not easy people.

And Ye Xuan is not conceited, he is really not afraid of these old monsters, a careless, will also give his life here.

Ye Xuan pondered as he looked at the light curtain of the Inheritance Giant Mountain from time to time.

The light curtain, the golden qi is rolling, the aura is agitating, showing many strange signs, which makes people feel a chill in their hearts when they see it.

Although Ye Xuan could also rely on the spatial martial arts to forcibly break through, he hesitated for a moment, but he still cautiously did not make a rash move.

Time passed little by little, and half a day later, Ye Xuan Shennian sensed that there were more and more martial artists gathered here, and there were a few breaths among them, faintly familiar, and they should be people who knew each other.

Ye Xuan thought about it for a moment in his heart, and identified these people one by one, but his brows furrowed. At this moment, an angry voice suddenly came from nearby.

"Martial artist of the Tongtian Continent! That's the first god of war in the Holy King Realm of the Tongtian Continent, Wei Wuya!"

As this sound fell, there was a commotion at the foot of the entire giant mountain.

Ye Xuan was also shocked in his heart, and opened his eyes to look.

I saw that in the sky not far away, there was a strange flying car, flying towards here unhurriedly.

This car is much larger than a normal flying car. It is cone-shaped, more than 20 zhang long, the surface is shining silver, and the inscription is densely packed with symbols. At first glance, this car is not an ordinary thing. And in the car, there were more than a dozen powerful beings standing!

They are all above the middle-level Saint King.

Ye Xuan's gaze turned on the first two people, and his gaze shrank.

Standing at the front of the speeding car were a man and a woman, and their cultivation was impressively the pinnacle of the Nine Heavens of the Saint King Realm!

Among them, the aura of the golden-robed man was particularly terrifying!

The flying car landed on a small hill not far from Ye Xuan, and all the Saint Kings got out of the car one after another.

The leading woman pinched the trick and shrunk the speeding car away. The rest of the people stared at the Inheritance Giant Mountain, revealing excitement.

"Haha, since all the land masters are here, then next, let's blast the forbidden curtain of this mountain together. A loud voice sounded, and it was a bald man who flew into the air and said with a smile.

Seeing him, there was another round of exclamation:

"He is the Mota of the Motian Continent, and his cultivation has reached the Great Perfection of the Saint King Realm, and his combat power is unfathomable!"

"What a strong breath!"

"This is terrible, with these Saint King Peaks, it is too difficult for us to get the treasure!"

......

Just when some people were discussing, a black-robed figure floated into the sky and sneered, "It's okay to blast open the forbidden curtain together, but before that, shouldn't you clean up some miscellaneous fish, I don't think there is any need for the ants under the high-level saint king to stay here anymore." ”

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