"It turns out that the saint is so weak!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the faces of the Taoist saints in the field suddenly looked bad. Although An Nanjing's words are aimed at Daoyin, it can also be said to be aimed at them. Although this sentence was very uncomfortable to hear, the saints still did not say anything.

The woman in front of her is really demonic!

In the battle just now, although An Nanjing used the treasure of the Protoss, when both sides did not use the treasure, An Nanjing still had the upper hand. It can be seen from this that the strength of An Nanjing is so terrifying!

The Great Zen Realm is pressed against the saint realm!

Not far away, after An Nanjing finished saying that, she returned directly to Yang Ye's side, and then said, "Let's go!"

Yang Ye nodded, and then ignored everyone with An Nanjing and entered the Baijia Pavilion.

In the same place, the Taoist saints were silent.

After a while, Daoqing came to Daoyin's face, "Are you okay?"

Daoyin shook his head slightly and did not speak.

"Don't think about it!"

Daoqing said softly: "This woman should be the An Nanjing who came out of the Martial Emperor Academy, the other party has obtained the inheritance of the Martial Emperor, if nothing else, she is the martial god of this generation of the universe, not to mention you, even if I face her, I don't have the slightest chance of winning." If she reaches the saint realm, we are afraid that we will not be her opponent at all. ”

Valkyrie!

Daoyin's pupils shrunk, and the meaning of these two words is not ordinary. What is the concept of the so-called Martial God? Every generation of Martial God is the invincible kind that surpasses all the geniuses of the present generation!

Dao Yin turned his head to look at the Baijia Pavilion in the distance, if that woman was really a martial god of this generation, then she would naturally not be wronged if she was defeated!

Seeing Daoyin's relief, Daoqing breathed a sigh of relief. What he was afraid of was that Daoyin himself drilled the horns of the bull, felt that he had lost to a great Zen realm, and then couldn't figure it out and ruined his state of mind. And now, she's clearly relieved!

Daoqing turned his head to look at the Baijia Pavilion, "If she absorbs those martial arts inside, I'm afraid her strength will become even more terrifying! And that Yang Ye...... The two joined forces ......"

Renjun's death, he naturally knew about it.

The dignified leader of the human race, Renjun, was killed in seconds by this man and woman. And the Heavenly Monarch and the Hundred Clans dare not move the Human Race now, and there is one reason, that is, they are afraid of Yang Ye and An Nanjing. These two people joined forces, and among the hundred clans, no one could compete with them!

After a long time, Daoqing shook his head, "Let's go!"

Soon, the Taoists in the field left.

Inside the Hundred Pavilions.

Yang Ye and An Nanjing entered the Baijia Pavilion, and the two glanced around, and in the surroundings, there were secret rooms, densely packed, really no less than a hundred. In each of them, there is a family of martial arts, and this martial arts is not a street product, but the real essence, because these are all collected by Dao Ancestor himself. Naturally, he didn't do it for fun, he collected these for research and study!

He has his own way, and before that, in order to establish his own way, he also has to learn the way of others, that is, to learn from each other's strengths. In the end, he succeeded, and then he stayed behind all these martial arts.

In the room, An Nanjing glanced around, and finally, her eyes fell on a secret room in the distance, and in the center of the secret room, a big word was engraved: Wu!

Obviously, this is martial arts!

An Nanjing turned his head to look at Yang Ye, and Yang Ye smiled: "Go!"

An Nanjing nodded, and then entered the door.

After An Nanjing entered that gate, this place became a world of its own

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