Wen Qingye waved his hand, and looked indifferently at the many masters of Taiyi Pavilion in front of him, as if he was turning a blind eye, with this demeanor, everyone present was shocked.

"Shen Junru, I'm waiting for the day you regret it"

Huangfu Tianyuan looked at Wen Qingye and said coldly, "Regret? It seems that you are stupid, do you know?

Wen Qingye's eyes sank slightly, looked at Huangfu Tianyuan in front of him, and said with a smile: "You are Huangfu Tianyuan, it's true, I've been lurking in my Tianxuanzong for twenty years, and no one has found out, and even spread the way of Xuanxuan Sect of my Tianxuanzong, you are really not an ordinary person."

It can be said that in the battle of Taiyi Yunhai, Taiyi Pavilion was able to defeat the Emperor Fu Tianyuan in front of Tianxuanzong, he not only exposed everyone's movements, but also exposed the way of Xuanxuan to Huangfu Nian and Huangfu overnight, causing Taiyi Pavilion's strength to soar and easily defeat Tianxuanzong.

Huangfu Tianyuan naturally heard the mockery in Wen Qingye's words, and was just about to get angry, when Huangfu next to him waved his hand overnight, he looked at Wen Qingye and said: "Okay, Wen Qingye, so many people are waiting, let's discuss the matter, the last dragon scale is for you, catch it"

Huangfu had lost his patience overnight, and immediately threw the last dragon scale directly at Wen Qingye.

Huangfu waved his hand violently overnight, and a black light rushed towards Wen Qingye, the style was the same as that of the dragon scales, but because the speed was too fast, there were few people present to see it clearly.

Wen Qingye felt a cold breath rushing towards him, there was nowhere to escape, nowhere to avoid, and in an instant, his back was soaked in cold sweat.

"You want to test me?"

Wen Qingye's eyes froze, his two palms crossed violently, and purple flames flowed out from his fingertips, and then formed a palm-sized seal with lightning speed.

Click!

The black-style dragon scales directly hit the seal method of Wen Qingye's palm, and suddenly made a strange sound, and then surged away into the distance.

Then, Wen Qingye grabbed the 'dragon scales' and put them into the Sumeru mustard, nodded and smiled: "The Huangfu Pavilion Master is still very smart compared to Ling Lang."

Of course, this is not the real dragon scales, it's just that Huangfu and Wen Qingye made a tacit understanding and pretense, and the real dragon scales are all in Wen Qingye's Sumeru mustard.

Huangfu looked at Wen Qingye all night and said slowly: "Wen Qingye, I have already given you the last dragon scale, you better open the secret realm quickly."

As Huangfu's words fell overnight, all the eyes of this heaven and earth, that is, all the masters of the Eastern Xuan Domain and the Southern Wind Domain were looking at Wen Qingye's body at this moment.

Wen Qingye took a deep breath, his eyes swept over the people of the Taiyi Pavilion in front of him, as well as the masters in the distance, and his palm slowly stretched out into his Sumeru mustard.

I saw Wen Qingye's white skin, and when the slender palm was taken out of the Sumeru mustard, everyone's eyes were covered with a touching black divine light.

The eight dragon scales were held in Wen Qingye's hand like this, and they opened up like a fan.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Wen Qingye threw the dragon scales in his hand suddenly, and the eight dragon scales rushed to the sky in an instant, and everyone around saw the dragon scales rushing into the sky, with extremely obsessive and crazy eyes.

Then, I saw that the eight dragon scales above the sky converged on the sky, and they were located in eight directions.

A heart-pounding black light flowed above each dragon scale, and then the air formed a current of air that rolled in, forming a storm in the center of the dragon scales.

Whew!

Together with the violent whirlwind, the surrounding towering ancient pines and quaint buildings were blown up by the violent whirlwind, forming a cloud of dust and powder.

"What a strong storm"

"Everyone, use your vitality to stabilize your body"

"Is the Ancient Secret Realm about to open?"

Everyone present exclaimed one by one, and then began to take root on the ground with their vitality, resisting the fierce wind like a mountain and a tsunami.

And at this time, only a few of the thousands of masters present could raise their heads, penetrate the whirlwind of wild hunting, and look at the dragon scales above the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a character appeared on each dragon scale, which were the words Qian, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, and Dui Bagua.

As soon as every character appeared, it was like a heavy mountain attacking, and the heavens and the earth were shaken.

Click!

At this time, the dragon scales of the word 'Qian' and the dragon scales of the word 'Zhen' next to them fused together, making an earth-shattering sound, like a muffled sound of thunder falling from the sky.

At the same time, the whirlwind suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings became calm again.

Everyone could see that the dragon scales were constantly gathering together, and they knew that the moment the dragon scales converged, then it was the time when the primeval secret realm appeared.

The sky is blue with a little jet black, and under the combination of the two phases, there is a blue cyan color.

"Is this going to rain?"

Wen Qingye couldn't help but raise his head, looked at the sky and whispered.

At this moment, everyone was looking at the dragon scales above, and no one noticed the drizzle falling from the sky.

The soft rain 'crackling' fell on the cornices, making people's eyes form a blue haze, hazy and misty.

At this moment, everyone is looking at the dragon scales above the sky, and everyone in the Taiyi Pavilion, down to the miscellaneous servants, slaves, and up to the master, the elders are all looking at the dragon scales that are constantly being assembled in the sky below.

A lock of hair on Wen Qingye's forehead was wet with rain, but his eyes were looking into the vast emptiness in the distance.

On the other side, Zhang Xiaoyun was also looking at the direction of Za Wangfeng.

In the haze, the two of them seemed to clearly feel that outside the rain curtain, it was very heavy, as if it was blocking something.

Two people, one inside and one outside.

It's like being in two worlds.

The outside world is complex, full of crises, but also full of blood and killing, and the inner world is turbulent, undercurrent, and extremely cold.

One stood beside the cliff, the other on the platform, as if looking through the heavy rain curtain.

"The Dragon's Scales Converge"

"It's finally time to wait"

"Everyone be careful, the Ancient Secret Realm is about to open"

The exclamations instantly brought Wen Qingye back to his senses, and Wen Qingye immediately looked at a black flake like a futon in the sky.

Coax!

A domineering, old aura suddenly rushed towards the eight dragon scales as the center, and rushed towards the surroundings frantically.

That thing exuded a unique aura of desolation, others may not know, but Wen Qingye knew it very well.