At this moment, in an equally majestic ancient city, it is a prosperous scene.

The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Yushan Sect and the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Tongtian Sword Sect were in the formation of a joint battle formation, following the car pulled by a fierce demon beast, heading towards the temple at the highest point of the ancient city.

This temple, as ancient, is still brilliant, exuding the breath of the avenue, as if it is with the sun and the moon, eternal and immortal, and will never be decayed by time.

Around this temple, there are also nine surrounding high platforms, but on these nine high platforms, they are empty, and there is no stone statue sculpture at all.

At this time, a majestic body is standing on one of the high platforms, overlooking the bits and pieces of the ancient city at your feet.

This is a very typical barbarian body, burly, majestic, every inch of muscle and every vein in the body is pregnant with terrifying boundless power, a light punch is enough to open the mountain and break the river.

Behind this person, only a distance of one body, stood a middle-aged man who was obviously not a barbarian.

This middle-aged man was wearing the robe of a monk outside the square, and on the chest of the robe was embroidered with the pattern of a puppet villain.

This is clearly a emblem, a family or a sect.

If there were other Fangwai monks here at this time, they would definitely be able to recognize that the pattern of this puppet villain was the sect emblem of the puppet sect that was hunted down by the entire Immortal Dao Sect back then, and even the Demon Sect and the Evil Dao disdained to be with it!

This middle-aged man is actually a remnant of the puppet sect!

"You must be curious why I'm still alive, right? This barbarian powerhouse standing in front of him suddenly opened his mouth and said such a sentence.

The middle-aged monk of the puppet sect was stunned for a moment, then shook his head again and again, with a flattering and flattering expression on his face: "You are a real powerful senior, a figure who has transcended the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and a person who has truly reached the peak of my generation of monks." Even if it is eternal and immortal, it is nothing to you. It's just because we, the younger generations of later generations, have gone through an entire era of the end of the Dharma, and our Taoism is far from reaching the level of your predecessor's time. After all, you are the Yan King who is revered as a 'barbarian god', Yan senior!"

The Yan Ren King didn't look back, nor did he turn around, and when he heard the compliment of the middle-aged monk of this puppet sect, a strange look flashed on his face.

He shook his head and said in a light tone, "You are wrong. In this world, there is no living creature that can live forever and be immortal. The only thing that can truly live forever is the 'Dao', and if the Dao of Heaven is incomplete, it will decay and perish, and only the true Dao is eternal life. ”

The middle-aged monk's face twitched, but he didn't say anything, or rather, he didn't dare to say it.

The Yan King seemed to have seen through the thoughts in his mind, shook his head again, and said in a calm tone: "As long as it is a living being, Shouyuan will have an end. Even if it is 10,000 years, 10 million years, 10 million years, or even 100 million years, it seems to be incomparably long, but there is still an end to it. I, too, am no exception. ”

After a pause, a strange look flashed on his face: "Moreover, if you count it seriously, I am actually a dead person now, a person who has been dead for tens of thousands of years." ”

The face of the middle-aged monk of the puppet sect twitched violently again, but he still didn't dare to say anything.

This time, I didn't know what to say, and I didn't dare to say it.

A person who has been dead for tens of thousands of years can still stand in front of him in a good manner, talk to him, and even use a look to suppress him, a person at the peak of the infant realm, to the point that he is about to lose consciousness.

This is simply beyond his comprehension, so he can only be silent, continue to be silent.

"You can talk to me, a dead man, because this treasure house was laid out by three friends who I found and helped me set it up before I was about to fall. According to what you say now, the three of them are the 'Divine Array Master', the 'Divine Forbidden Master' and the 'Puppet Divine Master'. As he spoke, King Yan finally turned around, his eyes fell on this glorious temple, and he said in a calm tone, "Also, this temple is a 'god level' Dao weapon, which contains the power of the Great Dao. It's a pity that the Dao weapon can't be eternal after all, and its power has begun to decay rapidly. ”

Shaking it, he retracted his gaze, looked at this puppet sect old demon who seemed to be middle-aged, but was actually more than a hundred years old, and said lightly: "Haven't you always been curious, for you, a marauder who accidentally broke into the treasure house, why didn't I, as the owner of the treasure house, kill you on the spot, but instead help you cultivate into a spirit baby?"

As soon as he heard this, the middle-aged monk of the puppet sect immediately nodded subconsciously.

However, after nodding, he reacted, and a cold sweat oozed out of his forehead with a sudden "brush", and his eyes revealed infinite fear.

The Yan Ren King ignored his reaction, but still said in that faint tone: "Because, I feel that I am about to fall, a real fall, not what you call 'death'. This Dao artifact, which is degrading rapidly, has not much time left for me to survive in this small world. So, I left you behind, and I also asked your fellow disciples to spread the news of the treasure inventory zài. Because, I want to find a successor who can truly inherit my mantle before it completely falls. ”

"But-" This time, the puppet sect's old demon had an incomparably huge curiosity in his heart, and finally overcame his fear, he swallowed his saliva and asked boldly, "Since Senior Yan is looking for a successor to the mantle, why do you want to guide these people who have entered the treasure house to a desperate situation where they are fighting each other, or a death situation where there are almost ten deaths?"

He looked at the two disciples of the Great Immortal Dao Sect, the Yushan Sect and the Tongtian Sword Sect, who were coming towards this temple at this time with the sacrifice of the Jiuli Clan.

Of course, he knew what the so-called test would be, and what kind of danger would await the disciples of these two great immortal Dao giant sects next.

Although, in his heart, he wished that all these people who came into this "Jiuli Treasure House" were dead, whether it was the Immortal Dao, the Demon Gate, the Evil Sect or the descendants of those Jiuli descendants of the Barbarian Temple, as long as these people were all dead, the Yanren King would not be able to find a successor, and perhaps he would have to pass the mantle to him in the end.

However, it was one thing for him to think about it himself, and when he saw that the Yan Ren King was really preparing to do this, his heart was still more frightened and puzzled.

He had been staying by the side of this barbarian powerhouse, and he knew what kind of arrangements he had made for these people who had entered the "Jiuli Treasure House".

To put it bluntly, instead of thinking that the Yan Ren King was looking for a successor, he would rather believe that this barbarian power wanted to slowly kill these predators who coveted the "Jiuli Treasure House"!

Among them, including his descendants!