I don't know how strong the demi-saint is, but he knows one thing, how many people are in the underworld? But there are only two half-saints.

He believes that even if it is the two demon and ghost clans, the semi-saints, or the quasi-emperor level powerhouses, there are definitely not many powerhouses, and in some big clans, there is not even one, and in the entire underworld, the powerhouses of this level are combined, even if they can be counted on two hands, at most it is a matter of adding two more hands, as for more, it is basically impossible.

And the Emperor who went even higher...

Mu Yi shook his head and swept away the ridiculous thoughts in his mind, for now he is still practical, sometimes it is not necessarily a good thing to look too far, at least for now, his first task is to accept the guidance of the half-saint powerhouse.

Before, because there was still some distance from this veritable sacred mountain, it didn't look big, but when it really got closer, Mu Yi found that this sacred mountain was at least ten thousand feet high, and if someone harnessed it to smash people, the power would be terrifying to think about.

I'm afraid that even if it is a giant city of the human race, it will not be able to resist the smashing of the sacred mountain, of course, this sacred mountain belongs to the semi-saint of the human race, and it is naturally impossible to smash the giant city of the human race.

"This is the hermitage of my human race demi-saints, and I will pay attention to it later." Before entering the Divine Mountain, Zhu Yuan told Mu Yi with some unease, and then took out a token, opened the prohibition of the Divine Mountain, and took the lead in it.

As soon as the feet stepped into the sacred mountain, there was a change in the surroundings, and the void outside could no longer be seen, and what was seen by the eyes was completely a scene of birds singing and flowers, and the aura here was rich to the extreme, even the flowers and trees in the mountains were even stronger, as if they were not in the world.

In this way, Zhu Yuan took Mu Yi and Jian Jiu to climb the sacred mountain, and halfway up the mountain, there was a big hall, but to Mu Yi's surprise, in this big hall, there was only one old man who looked drooping and decrepit, even if Zhu Yuan brought people in, he was still just wiping everything in the hall.

"I've seen the old man." Zhu Yuan bowed to the old man.

Seeing this, Mu Yi and Jian Jiu are the same, but in Mu Yi's feelings, the old man in front of him is completely an ordinary person, without the slightest strength on his body, and even with an extremely strong sense of death, it is obvious that he will not live long.

But reason told Mu Yi that this is impossible, but the title of Zhuyuan is Di Lao, these two words can be a lot of exquisiteness, if the other party is not surnamed Di, then I am afraid it will be an honorific title.

"Oh, it's Xiao Zhu." Hearing the voice, the old man slowly turned around and said casually, and then his eyes fell on Mu Yi and Jian Jiu, "Yes, I actually brought a newcomer here, could it be the Holy Son of this session?" ”

Hearing the old man's words, Zhu Yuan smiled bitterly, "It's a disappointment for your old man, this time the two candidates for the Holy Son of the Temple were defeated by him, so according to the rules left at the beginning, I can only bring him here." ”

"Huh."

At this time, the old man glanced at Mu Yi in surprise, but unlike just now, in the face of this look, Mu Yi actually had a feeling of being seen through, and the hairs on his body stood up, that is, the nine turns of the Yuan Shen in his sea of consciousness were beating gently.

"Such a powerful little guy, I haven't seen such a demon in many years." The old man didn't know what he saw, his face showed a hint of shock, and he said with a sigh after a while.

"The old-timers are too famous, and the younger generations are too far behind." Mu Yi said modestly.

"It's not far, it's not far, maybe if you give it a few more years, you'll be able to surpass my old man." The old man shook his head and said.

And Zhuyuan next to him was already full of horror, Mu Yi may not know the identity of the old man, but he knows that how can a person who can live in the place of the half-saint be simple? In fact, in addition to the half-saints, the human race also has three elders, namely the three elders of heaven, earth and man.

The number of years these three elders lived can be traced back to the time when the human race just stepped into the underworld, even the eight elders are far inferior, they can be called real old immortals, and more importantly, the strength of the three elders is the peak of the Nine Heavens, and they have even reached the last moment of understanding the way of life and death.

Even if there is no Arcana, the strength of the three elders can be completely comparable to that of the giants, and even stronger, only under the demi-saints.

However, compared to the Half-Saint, or the Eight Elders, the three elders of this heaven and earth are almost unknown, even among the human race, there are absolutely only a handful of people who know, as for Mu Yi, he is far from knowing, in vain he still suspected that the human race may not have a strong person in the Nine Heavens, and now there is one standing in front of him, and even this kind of existence has surpassed the Nine Heavens to some extent.

It is precisely because he knows the details of the old man in front of him that Zhu Yuan was so shocked after hearing his evaluation of Mu Yi, doesn't this mean that it won't be long before Mu Yi can far surpass him?

Suddenly, Mu Yi thought of the mysterious powerhouse in the River Styx, in fact, he had always had some doubts in his heart, but later it was really because of the big difference between the true meaning of water and fire, coupled with the change of temperament, so he vetoed the initial idea.

But at this moment, Di Lao's words had to make him doubt again, after all, just defeating Mu Yi, the two major candidates for the Holy Son of the Temple, was definitely not worthy of such praise from Di Lao.

But what if it was replaced by a mysterious powerhouse in the River Styx, who used the peak of the Seven Heavens to compete with the Eight Heavens, and was even promoted in battle? Then the old man's evaluation is not false.

Mu Yi just smiled bitterly, just looking at the appearance of Zhuyuan next to him, he knew that the other party must be suspicious now, originally thought that he could hide something in front of the demi-saint, but now that he has not seen the face of the demi-saint, he has almost leaked the bottom, and after he really sees the demi-saint, I am afraid that he will not have any secrets at all.

At this moment, he couldn't help but wonder if it was right or wrong for him to come to meet the demi-saint and ask for advice, but no matter what, even if he wanted to leave at this moment, it was impossible for him, so he could only take one step at a time.

Fortunately, Di Lao didn't dwell too much on Mu Yi, and then his eyes fell on Jian Jiu, this time, his face showed a hint of surprise again, but it was much lighter than the situation he had just seen Mu Yi.

"Kendo? I didn't expect to see pure sword cultivation that walks the way of the sword in these years, and can also reach the heavens, it's not simple, it's not simple. Di Lao shook his head and said, it seems that he has seen a real sword cultivator.

At this moment, Zhuyuan is already numb, although Jian Jiu is good, but in his eyes, it is far inferior to Mu Yi, not to mention, now Jian Jiu's identity is Mu Yi's attendant.

"Okay, it's good for you to come, let's find a place to stay first, and you can be summoned in three or five days at most." Then, after speaking, the old man waved his hand to a few people, continued to bend up, and slowly wiped the things in the hall.

(Chapter 3!) ）