In a desert, a tall young man walked step by step among the hot yellow sand.

Behind him was a camel carrying a young girl in a white veil.

In the desert, the sun was scorching, and suddenly, the young man's ears moved.

A flame suddenly flew out of his hand, and the target was straight ahead.

"Boom!"

The sand in the distance was blasted open, and a huge scorpion lurking in the yellow sand was roasted.

The boy grinned, "Wan'er, our lunch is guaranteed!"

The girl on the camel spoke, and her voice was tactful, "Brother, you are messing around again, just let me make a move just now, the flame in your body is vigorous, and if you are not careful, you will burn again in your senses, and I have to help you~"

"Hehe~" The young man who was called the elder brother laughed and said: "It's okay, I am the source of all fires, and now my cultivation is a little weaker, and when I reach the peak of the True Spirit Realm, the side effects of the flames on me will definitely disappear!"

"Cut!" Wan'er rolled her eyes, "It's strange to believe you!"

Suddenly, both of them were stunned at the same time, and a voice came to their ears at the same time.

The two of them looked at each other, and their eyes were full of incredulity.

"Kill!"

In a gladiatorial arena surrounded by a tall wall.

Tens of thousands of people sat around the stands, and there were hundreds of True Spirit Realm people fighting in the center.

There were cultivators who should have been sentenced to death, as well as servants or slaves of major forces, who fought each other in the formation, and only by separating life and death could they get out of the formation.

Inside, hundreds of people crowded together to fight, and the arena seemed to have become a hell on earth.

A black figure wandered in the fierce battle, not showing its might or participating in the battle, calmly dodging one powerful attack after another, and no one noticed her.

The battlefield is like a meat grinder, a full quarter of an hour later, hundreds of true spirit realms on the field are completely wiped out, in the center of the field, standing on the corpses of hundreds of people is the appearance of a scholar in white, he is holding a brush dyed red, and the white clothes on his body have been dyed red!

He was very magnanimous, looking at the bodies of hundreds of people in the field, his eyes flashed unbearable, but he was immediately covered by perseverance, and the surrounding magic circle had not yet dissipated, which made him a little puzzled, it stands to reason that there should be no living people!

"Hiss~" The scholar gasped, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and a cool breath rushed straight into his brain, and his instinctive intuition told him that he was about to face death.

"Whew!"

The sound of the knife piercing into the body sounded, and the scholar's eyes were resentful, and he was already holding the brush in one hand in the back of his heart, but he was still pierced by someone and the brush pierced into his heart.

A black shadow appeared behind him, and the scholar fell down with hatred, and he noticed the other party, but he was still attacked by a sneak attack despite the lack of weapons.

"I hate, I hate!"

Suddenly, as if time had stopped, the woman in black and the scholar froze for a moment at the same time, and a voice exploded in their ears.

"You, you are destined for me!"

This voice exploded in the minds of thirteen people at the same time, the highest cultivation among them was only the peak of the True Spirit Realm, and the oldest was only twenty years old.

Time around them stops, the crowd, the sounds, the light, everything stops, only their movements are unaffected and they can move freely.

Such supernatural powers are beyond their imagination and make it difficult for them to restrain themselves.

In the desert, the man called Brother and the woman Wan'er are sluggish, the two of them have extraordinary backgrounds, and the elders of the family are extremely cultivated, but they can't imagine the magical powers that condense time and space.

"We've got a great opportunity!" the man said excitedly.

The woman was also excited, but she was quite cautious and careful, and immediately said directly: "Dare to ask seniors, what is the fate with us?"

A voice came from the void, "Master and apprentice!"

"This~" The two of them were shocked, an unimaginable existence wanted to take himself as an apprentice? Could it be that he saw the extraordinaryness of the two of them?

However, they knew that there was a kind of person in the cultivation world who took a fancy to a special physique, deceived him, accepted him as an apprentice, and let him practice some kind of reformed exercises, and finally absorbed his origin to strengthen himself.

There are definitely not many stories like this in the cultivation world!

"Senior supernatural powers, can you let the two of you think about it? I will give a reply to my senior in just three days!" the woman said seriously.

In the Origin Temple, Wang Yijiu smiled dumbly.

Eleven people have succeeded in accepting apprentices, but these two are too cautious!

"Wan'er, we won't offend that senior like this, right?" the man frowned.

"Duanmu, when did you become so cowardly, that senior's cultivation is so superb that we can't imagine, I'm afraid that it will only take our lives in a thought, we naturally want to tell the elders in the family this good news!"

"Oh, my Miao Wan'er is so smart, she deserves to be the saint of the elf clan!" Duanmu smiled.

"Okay, you don't have to bother, I'll send the people from your two families over together!"

"Huh?" the two of them were surprised, and sent it over, what was the situation.

In the Holy Spirit City, the station of the Duanmu family, their family is only a middle-level force in the Holy Spirit City, and the strongest person in the clan is the existence of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, which is also because of the light of a supreme force.

Duanmu Wu is the strongest person in the Duanmu family now, and his recent descendants have produced a divine body, which is being practiced in the outside world at this time, and good luck continues, not only got a certain divine fire, but also got the favor of the elf clan's holy daughter, and the two are said to have formed a Taoist couple.

His doppelganger obtains creation in the Land of Origin, and his main body is the Guardian Family.

There are too many Heavenly Spirit Realms that have died because of the birth of some powerful beings in the Land of Origin, and many people only dare to send incarnations to the past, and he is naturally no exception.

Suddenly, Duanmu Wu opened his eyes, and he didn't know when a figure was standing in front of him!

The figure didn't have any breath, and just stood quietly in front of him.

Duanmu Wu fell in a cold sweat, and hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Senior, I don't know senior"

Before he finished speaking, he only saw the figure in front of him who couldn't see his face grab his arm, and a voice said:

"I intend to take your descendants as apprentices, now please go and prove it!"

Duanmu Wu's face was pale, his Heavenly Spirit Realm triple cultivation was caught before he could even resist it, what kind of cultivation was this person in front of him?

But in the next moment, Duanmu Wu's face suddenly improved!

This kind of supreme existence wants to take its own descendants as disciples?

Can that junior have such luck?

Duanmu Wu just wanted to say one sentence now, "Senior, how do you think I am your apprentice?"

Wang Yijiu ignored Duanmu Wu's thoughts, and stepped out, and this avatar appeared in front of Duanmu and Miao Wan'er with Duanmu Wu.

"You've got what you want!"

(To be continued.) )

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