Under the operation of the immortal gate, a light curtain with a height of thousands of zhang appeared, and the naked eye could see that two towering yellow turban wrestlers came out of it, and the majestic momentum saw the death of hundreds of monks who were shocked.

The Yellow Turban Warrior of the Middle Heavenly Court was made of immortals condensing the spirit of heaven and earth, although he did not have the position of an immortal, but he had the power of an immortal, which was comparable to the supreme monk in the world of cultivating immortals.

The phantom of the two Yellow Turban wrestlers pushed open the heavy stone door behind the light curtain, and the mighty immortal power caused the monks of the Quartet to bow down and dare not look directly, and even the powerful supremes of the Immortal Battlefield all lowered their heads.

"The immortal gate is open, and the idle people are not allowed to enter, and the trespassers will die! You will have three months to stay in the world inside the immortal gate, and there will be no divine punishment when it is outdated, and there will be no death. ”

Although the two Yellow Turban wrestlers are illusory, but the mighty majesty of the sky still overwhelms everyone, they represent the will of the immortals, as long as the small world lasts forever, they will never die.

"You wait to go in quickly, remember, Qingyun Immortal Mansion must be snatched up, even if you slaughter all the people of other forces!"

The Kunpeng Clan's Supreme Kunmeng Divine Mind transmitted the message to the young powerhouse of his clan, and his words were unprecedentedly dignified.

A real immortal cave mansion must have countless treasures in it, maybe there are peerless treasures such as elixir and immortal weapons, and the Kunpeng clan wants to go to the next level, and they must not let these things be obtained by others.

Hearing this, several unruly young men and women of the Kunpeng clan showed a fanatical light in their eyes.

The birth of the real immortal mansion is really too rare, looking at the tens of millions of years that his Kunpeng clan has lived here, there are only four immortal mansions he has obtained, but he has already established the dignity of the overlord.

Once the Kunpeng Clan is born from the place of deep burial, the Immortal Cultivation Realm will inevitably have an additional super power at the Holy Land level.

"In accordance with the decree of the Kunmeng Ancestor, this time we will definitely leave the wolf cubs of the Seven Deadly Sins in the Immortal Gate. ”

It's not been a year or two since the Kunpeng clan and the Seven Deadly Sins don't like each other, and since the two major forces fought 600,000 years ago, almost every generation of the sect has been fighting each other.

With a bow, the Kunpeng clansmen took the lead in stepping into the majestic stone gate, and when they approached the side of the Yellow Turban Lux, they all bowed to the two phantoms.

Immortals can not be humiliated, these two comparable to the high supreme Yellow Turban Lux represent the immortals who created the immortal gate, according to the ancestral teachings, any Kunpeng people are not allowed to be presumptuous to the Yellow Turban Lux.

Looking at the dozens of Kunpeng monks who arrived in front of the stone gate, one of them looked down with the golden eyes of a yellow turban wrestler, and then waved his hand: "If you meet the requirements, you can enter the immortal gate!"

Led by a young emperor of the Kunpeng clan, they quickly walked into the stone gate behind the light curtain, without lingering for a moment.

Subsequently, several super power disciples also greeted and followed with earlier steps, all of which were inspected by the Yellow Turban Lux without exception.

Half a cup of tea, just when a monk wearing a black robe and riding boots was trembling and wanted to walk through the fairy gate, the yellow turban wrestler, who had been calm, suddenly roared violently, and glared angrily:

"What a gut, a 2,400-year-old Kaiyang monk dares to get involved in it!

The huge earthy yellow giant palm slapped down directly, and before the black costume real person opened his mouth to beg for mercy, the shocking shock spread in all directions, and there were more than ten zhang palm prints directly into the ground three or four zhang.

As soon as he raised his hand, a blurry mass of flesh and blood was imprinted at the bottom of the pit, which had already been smashed.

A great real person at the level of the Kaiyang Wheel was directly slapped to death with such a slap, and even the Yuan Shen could not escape.

The nearest emperor Yunxiao was swept across his face by a puff of smoke, looking at the flesh and blood, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his cheeks.

The moment Fang Cai's earthy yellow giant palm slapped down, he actually sensed that the eyes of the Yellow Turban Lux were staring at him, and there was a trace of confusion in the depths of Gu Jingwubo's eyes.

"You can go in, these stops behind you, don't trespass, or die!"

After slapping the Kaiyang Dazhen who tried to take the opportunity to infiltrate the immortal gate, the yellow turban wrestler stared at Emperor Yunxiao for a long time, and finally let him go.

"Emperor boy, remember that safety is the most important thing, don't be too careless!"

The Blue Sky Supreme was shrouded by the immortal power of the Yellow Turban Lux, and he knew that he was being targeted by the will of the immortals, so he could only tell Emperor Yunxiao to be cautious and not to be as careless as before.

"The ancestor is relieved, and the disciple knows the severity. ”

Taking a deep breath, Emperor Yunxiao strode into the immortal gate, but he didn't notice that the supremes of several big forces looked at him with slight surprise and surprise.

"What's going on? In addition to a few old monsters of the human race, how can there still be a few human Dao monarchs in this collapsed world. The monk with the feather fan in his hand seems to be an amazing figure!"

Kunmeng Supreme's face was stunned, as the overlord of the Immortal Battlefield, he was very clear about the large and small forces of this Collapse Star Field, and in the past, there had never been such a cultivated human race in batches.

On the side, a demon cultivator with a single horn on his head hurriedly came up and muttered a few words in the supreme's ear, causing Kunmeng's supreme's eyes to flicker continuously.

"I actually overturned the old ghost nest of Gou Que, these Terrans are really extraordinary. Could it be that the big forces in Unai just broke in?"

Rubbing his chin, Kunmeng Supreme fell into deep thought.

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Not to mention the outside world, after Di Yunxiao stepped into the immortal gate, the stars shifted in an instant, and he only felt dizzy, as if he was flipping in the rolling tide.

When he came back to his senses, he opened his eyes and realized that he had appeared on a deserted island, surrounded by thousands of islands, which were linked together to form a rather spectacular spectacle.

Leaning over and patting the dust on his body, Di Yunxiao took out the Yuan Tu Sword and hung it on the lock behind his back.

The world after the immortal gate is no different from the unai, compared to the shattered and desolate scene of the immortal battlefield, it is simply a heaven and an underground.

Looking at the environment in all directions, Emperor Yunxiao's gaze finally locked on the blazing sun in the sky, and the golden white light sprinkled on the world, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"It's so strange, how is the sun star much dimmer than the ancestors described, the last time my brother got up, the sun was full of fire, and there seemed to be a golden crow phantom churning in it. ”

The sound of small footsteps came from far and near, Di Yunxiao's ears twitched a few times, and he quickly turned over, sticking to the side of the cliff below like a gecko.

After a dozen breaths, a pair of male and female monks stood side by side, standing on the cliff and whispering to each other.

"When the power of the immortals is exhausted, when the dark tribulation completely comes, it will be the opportunity for our Kunpeng clan to break the seal.

Hurry up and find the traces of Qingyun Immortal Mansion, if we are taken first by those miscellaneous pieces of the Seven Deadly Sins, maybe we won't even be able to drink the soup. ”

The one who spoke was a young monk with a brilliant spirit, his sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, although he only had the realm of Yuheng Wheel Xiaocheng, the momentum he exuded was not inferior to that of ordinary big people.

(End of chapter)