(Some brothers feel that the double opening of the floating slaughter may affect Wu Feng's writing.) Futu can promise here that Wufeng will never be finished. The final framework has been perfected. The final ending will definitely be unexpected by many people. Until the end, you will never know the true outcome. Suspense, Futu will give the brothers the most reasonable explanation, this is a big pit, compared to many books, it is a huge pit, but Futu Bao digs and buries, absolutely complete (*^__^*)!)

In fact, the sudden appearance of an unknown god is nothing to many geniuses. After all, they are brothers in the same class, and they may not be able to recognize everything. Although these sects are not as terrifying as the Youquan Heavenly Pavilion, they can almost fight across the sky. But their presence is just as strong. There are more than 10 million disciples in the door!

Tens of millions of disciples, although the saints exist, can be remembered. But for these geniuses who are at least above the prince, how can they waste time memorizing these.

They were amazed to see the night. For the sudden appearance of a figure above the suspected prince, it was only a slight flurry. What really surprised them was the cultivation of the night!

A saint is just a saint among the saints who has survived a catastrophe!

Or in the outside world, the existence of human saints is incomparably noble, enough to rule over countless kingdoms, and become the object of worship for thousands of living beings. But this kind of strength is really nothing in the eyes of their existence, which is at least a prince.

They don't know why a human saint came here to meditate. It stands to reason that the existence of a human saint should not even be qualified to enter!

Looking at the slightly surprised eyes of these people around him, Cangye didn't care at all. He stood up. Tidy up a bit. There was a smile on his face. This time, the harvest of the night was too great. He obtained the cultivation method left by the Light God Clan. Although this method is no longer suitable for the cultivation of the human race. However, borrowing the essence of it, it can directly point to the ancestral realm.

Now, in this era when the ancestors are not born, being able to become the ancestor is the eternal only between heaven and earth, suppressing the Eight Desolations and Liuhe, and determining the time and space of the universe.

The night has its own way, and its own body remains, and the world is invincible. This is the invincible way, the eternal way to break all shackles. But just because he can't use it doesn't mean that others can't use it.

The countless changes in the Derivation Yuan that I had seen before, the reincarnation of my seventh life, and the existence of the future projection made Cangye feel a great crisis. Now, he has a sense of crisis. This cultivation method of the Bright God Clan did not help him in any way, but it could be handed over to his loved ones to help them improve and complete their strong transformation.

These are huge gains. But compared to the improvement of cultivation, it is nothing. It's only one hundred and thirty-seven days, but it's enough to save the hundreds of years of cultivation in Cangye. Such a huge help, indescribable. So Cangye was extremely satisfied with this trip.

He stood up and prepared to leave. After all, the main purpose of this trip is not yet complete. He also needed to understand everything.

Looking at Cang Ye's rise, several emperors around him also stood up at the same time, and they looked at Cang Ye cautiously, full of an indescribable taste.

These people are all absolute peak geniuses in their respective sects, and they are the kings of their sects. But their countenances speak of one thing, and that is the solemnity of the night.

Seeing this scene, many princes showed a look of surprise. Then they began to observe the night. After a few moments, everyone had the same solemn expression. These people, like those emperors, are also beginning to notice the difference between the night.

After advancing to the peak of the Human Saint, Cangye was already able to further converge the power of the divine body. But even so, it still hasn't been as perfect as it once was. These are all geniuses, and if they are placed in any domain, they all belong to peerless geniuses who have not been honored for thousands of years. Although they were deliberately restrained, they still felt a trace of strangeness.

It was this threatening strangeness that made many princes dignified.

A moment later, the young being at the front woke up.

He let out a long sigh. In the voice, there was a trace of unwillingness, a trace of helplessness.

"After all, it still doesn't work. After thousands of years of enlightenment here, it is still not complete after all. In this life, I can't finish it..."

Hearing his words, everyone's attention was drawn to the past.

Under the gaze of hundreds of princes and emperors, the young Daozi was as normal as usual, and he didn't feel any pressure at all. His complexion darkened only a little after the defeat, and he recovered completely.

This is the way. Their hearts are like rocks, even if the sky falls apart, the emptiness of the Great Dao cannot affect their hearts, making them shake in the slightest.

"Senior brother, have you failed too..."

An emperor frowned slightly, and then spoke helplessly. Hearing his words, that Daozi's face had already returned to a gentle expression. He nodded slightly. It seems that he was not the one who failed.

Seeing this scene, Cangye nodded unconsciously.

Such a state of mind is indeed good. He is worthy of the prestige of his Taoist. It is no wonder that rumors say that as long as the Daozi does not fall, then there is no obstacle to proving the true meaning of the original truth. Cangye has a feeling, as long as he can guarantee such a heart, I am afraid that the future is nothing to be the emperor.

If it weren't for such an era in which the concentration of the Heaven and Earth Origin Dao was thin, I am afraid that such a genius would be enough to reach the peak. At the very least, he is a great ancestor of the Word.

I saw the expression of the young Michiko. The emperor who opened his mouth sighed lightly. And then he made a complete recovery.

"Originally, I thought that as long as Senior Brother could comprehend the cultivation method of the Frost God Emperor at the end, then in this Heavenly Competition, our Luo Jiatian Condensing Sword Pavilion would be able to dominate the competition. Unfortunately, I am afraid that there will be some obstacles for your future path. ”

Luo Jiatian's Condensing Sword Pavilion!

This Daozi and that Emperor turned out to be disciples of Luo Jiatian's Condensing Sword Pavilion!

Before, Cangye was still speculating. Which sect has such a genius disciple? After all, just the emperor is enough to shock the heavens. In the entire Youquan Heavenly Pavilion, there are only four statues. But here, in addition to the emperor, there is actually an existence of a Daozi!

Cangye guessed that this should be a child of the emperor-level forces belonging to the human race. But after hearing their conversation, he understood. It turned out that this was actually a disciple of Luo Jiatian's Condensing Sword Pavilion.

Luo Jiatian's Condensing Sword Pavilion, that is a quasi-emperor-level force comparable to the Youquan Heavenly Pavilion, can already fight across the sky and shock the human race.

Unexpectedly, there was a Daozi in this sect, which undoubtedly showed the strength of the Luojia Tianning Sword Pavilion in the future.

After listening, Cangye didn't have any interest in staying. He turned around and was about to leave.

"This junior brother, I don't know which sect you are a disciple of, there is a genius like you, why have I never heard of it..."

The voice is very abrupt, but there is no sense of domineering as much as possible. Listening to the ears of the night, it is very easy-going.

This was the voice of the Daozi of the Luojia Heavenly Condensing Sword Pavilion.

In an instant, all the princes and emperors who had never left turned their eyes to the side of the night at the same time. In addition to the solemnity just now, there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

That Taoist, call him junior brother!

You must know that although the Dao of the Condensing Sword Pavilion seems to be peaceful, he is actually a very arrogant existence. This would have been nothing. After all, Daozi, that is the existence that stands at the pinnacle of all disciples' generations! They are arrogant, that is absolutely right. But he so politely called a human saint a junior brother!

The only people who can make him so called so here are the emperors around him. In addition, even those princes who rebelled against the sky were absolutely not qualified to be called him like this!

Cang Ye turned around again, looked at this Dao of the Condensing Sword Pavilion, and smiled slightly.

"I'm a disciple from the Heavenly Pavilion of the Hidden Springs. I don't know what this Senior Brother of the Condensing Sword Pavilion is called..."

Youquan Heavenly Pavilion?!

In an instant, everyone's eyes condensed again, but their eyes were on an emperor. And the emperor just narrowed his eyes slightly, quietly looking at the night.

At this time, even the night is a little confused.

"Senior Brother Wang, this junior brother is actually a disciple of your sect, don't you know him?"

That Daozi seemed to be very interested in Cangye, and he kept asking questions at this moment. And the night was finally clear. Why is everyone's gaze so weird?

He smiled helplessly. didn't wait for the emperor senior brother to speak, and said it directly himself.

"I joined the sect a hundred years ago, and I haven't always been in the sect. ”

Hearing this, many princes nodded, revealing a look of understanding. And the Dao of the Condensing Sword Pavilion showed a hint of surprise.

"A hundred years ago, I didn't expect that this junior disciple would only join the Youquan Heavenly Pavilion for a hundred years. ”

"In that case, then this junior disciple doesn't have a very deep sense of belonging to the Youquan Heavenly Pavilion!I don't know, are you interested in joining my Condensing Sword Pavilion..."

For a moment, everyone was stunned. They all looked shocked. Although in the main realm, it is not a big deal to switch to the sect like this. After all, when encountering a stronger sect, choosing to join is nothing. However, such a situation only occurs among ordinary ordinary forces. And the super emperor-level forces such as Youquan Heavenly Pavilion are already at the top. Joining such a force, even if they are only outer disciples, few people choose to leave!

For a moment, the emperor of the Youquan Heavenly Pavilion showed a gloomy look. If it weren't for knowing that he wasn't the opponent of this Daozi. I'm afraid he would have shot a long time ago.

At this time, he also understood. That disciple who is only a human saint is probably at least an emperor. Otherwise, how could he enter the sect at a time when it was not to recruit disciples, and now, it is even more difficult for this Daoist of the Condensing Sword Pavilion to directly open his mouth to recruit regardless of anything!

Faced with such words, Cang Ye was also slightly stunned, but soon, he smiled slightly.

"Why?"

There was no outright refusal and no consent. I just asked.

The Michiko smiled. As long as there is no direct refusal, then there is hope.

"As long as this junior disciple is willing to join my Ning Sword Pavilion, then I will be in charge, and all the resources of the sect can be poured into you! ”

"Even when you advanced to the God Emperor, let the elders of my sect's Origin True Emperor realm take action and help you eliminate all the calamities!