In the deepest part of the Purple Mountain, Yan Kuan casually destroyed a monster. The lower half of this ghost thing has a snake body, the upper half resembles a human body, its arms are very long, and its palms are full of black hair.

In the distance, there was a vicious wind surging again, and a long and terrible howl came. A strange bird rushed in, without feathers, covered in scales, its body was so large that it could not spread its wings and fly, but could only run on the ground.

Yan Kuan casually had another divine power, crackling this guy in half and then putting away the two corpses of primeval creatures, ready to take them back to the Holy City for auction.

An overwhelming force struck, and a six-armed humanoid creature appeared, the one that had previously condensed the formless evil thoughts, and its entire body shimmered with silver light, burning like a flame.

"It's comparable to a dragon, it's not too strong."

Yan Kuan reached out with one hand and shook the monster in the big hand of divine power, and then casually collected the source blocks of the place where these monsters broke the seal. A few more terrible cries rang out, and creatures even more terrifying than the six-armed creature were revived.

Yan Kuan did not continue to entangle with them, but continued to go deep into the Purple Mountain and rushed into an empty cave. It was like a large hall, very vast, and it was here that the faintly audible sound of the bell came.

"Zhang Jiye, the descendant of the Yuantian Master, has no strength but trespasses into the Purple Mountain, and I don't know what to think."

Yan Kuan found a human skeleton here, and beside it was a silver scroll, which shimmered with a cold and faint luster. You don't have to think much to know that this is the unlucky descendant of the Source Heavenly Master. He put away the bones and the silver book, then looked around.

It was at this time that some primeval creatures that had broken the seal appeared. Some of them resemble birds, some resemble crocodiles, and a few resemble humans. In the center was a monster resembling a humanoid, with three heads and nine arms, wearing an armor stomach on its body, and a purple hair that danced and cut through the void.

"The primeval royal family, there is still some strength."

Yan Kuan casually spread his divine power to stun those monsters, and then fought with the purple-haired royal clan, and the three-headed and nine-armed creature emitted bursts of demonic sounds from its mouth, as if calling for the awakening of even more ancient creatures.

The three-headed and nine-armed creature was covered in purple divine light, he was as heroic as a god, shrouded in a divine ring, his long purple hair was scattered and fluttering, and his purple eyes were as sharp as knives.

His nine arms seemed to be made of divine gold, and the True Demon Realm could restrain ordinary monks, but he looked embarrassed in front of Yan Kuan's divine fire.

"Boom ......"

The creature roared into a flash of purple lightning in the blink of an eye, and the purple light all over its body was blazing, blazing, and the fluttering purple hair was thrown horizontally, like a purple gold divine fire burning, sweeping away the void. However, when it touched Yan Kuan's body, it couldn't leave a single scar at all.

"Powerful first-level primeval royal family, you must be proficient in primeval language!"

Yan Kuan's eyes flickered with flames, and a big battle broke out with this primeval royal family, and the aftermath of the collision was inextinguishable, and several unconscious primeval creatures were swept in, turning into meat on the spot, and they disappeared in an instant.

"You let me waste something, just use yourself to pay for it!"

The void trembled between Yan Kuan's mouth, and a mouthful of innate essence was as heavy as billions of equals, and it was pressed down, suppressing this three-headed and nine-armed primeval creature below.

"Roaring ......"

The primeval creature covered in purple light flickered with all his might, but he still couldn't stop Yan Kuan's divine power suppression, and his whole body cracked, and blood gushed out.

"Down."

Yan Kuan called out again, and a strong spiritual power swept out, and the primeval creature close to the human form fell to the ground in a coma and was imprisoned by Yan Kuan.

He glanced around slightly, then continued along an ancient road paved with green jade, and climbed the stairs to an ancient place, with the remains of pavilions and dead old vines and ancient trees.

The water flickered, and there was a pool in front of it, which was actually dug out of green jade, and it became a piece of water, and the white mist was steaming. At the end of the flowing water, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are circulating, full of colors, and there is a more splendid spring pool, which is carved out of the five-colored jade.

"This dead dog."

Yan Kuan glanced at a few oily black beast hairs by the spring pool, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. It is said that the Emperor of the Beginning raised something bad, and he actually raised a dog that was out of tune.

"Immortal God Phoenix."

Yan Kuan glanced twice, the tip of his nose suddenly moved, and a brilliant bird flew by at the end of his sight, full of colors, beautiful and almost unreal.

"It's a pity to create a spring."

Yan Kuan walked in the direction where the immortal god phoenix medicine disappeared for a while, and saw a pile of rocks, there was a black hole between the piles of stones, but the size of a human head, shaped like an eye hole, connected to the depths of the earth, and occasionally colored mist surged up, making people feel comfortable.

This is the spring of creation, a rare terrain in the world that can give birth to a divine fetus. It's a pity that as early as the primeval period, the few remaining fountains of creation in the world were found by the Immortal Emperor and became the food for him to conceive descendants.

The Purple Mountain, the spring of creation, was given by him to the emperor who had been raised in the original book, and the remaining few mouthfuls were given to the young son without the immortal heavenly sword.

Yan Kuan was about to continue exploring, when suddenly a qi machine locked on him. Yan Kuanxin felt something, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind, a figure of Mohu appeared in his mind, and Shengwei was almost suffocating.

"Whoa......

In the other corner of the purple mountain, in a cracked divine source, two bolts of lightning shot towards Yan Kuan, illuminating the dim mountainside, and the figure opened its eyes.

"The resurrected primeval ancestor king."

Yan Kuan's fiery eyes flickered, and he saw the figure of the Mohu Lake in the air. This is an ancient ancestor king, born with twenty-four pairs of wings, the skin is folded, piled together, pimples, as if it is about to sit down.

He broke out of the divine source, his waist was straight, his eyes were very scary, very infiltrating, and he stared at Yan Kuan deadly. This aging and unshapeable primeval creature has all lost his hair, but it is very demonic, like an ancient demon god, and his murderous aura is very heavy.

"Roaring ......"

A low demon roar came out, and this aging ancient creature made a move against Yan Kuan, and it was a great destruction when it came up, and the overwhelming sage aura was like a star field turned into an ocean and roared filial piety.

This kind of coercion is unimaginable, although the ancient ancestor king who broke the seal, although it has long been old, it is far more terrifying than the demon saint who was sealed in the Penglai Undersea Dragon Palace, Yan Kuan immediately transported the lid of the Heaven Swallowing Jar to protect his body.

His figure was molded for a while, and his soul almost left his body. A saint can destroy a great power with a drop of essence blood, and when it is slaughtered like this, the general power can't resist it at all, and a few holy soldiers on Yan Kuan's body can barely resist this kind of terror.

The lid of the Heaven Swallowing Jar emitted the Extreme Dao Emperor under the urging of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill, Rong Cheng's dragon spear was blocked in front of him, the Ten Thousand Crow Divine Fire Bottle and the Divine Trace Purple Gold Pagoda were two layers of defense, and there was also a holy robe made of the skin of the crocodile ancestor on his body, so he still retreated back with blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Big brother!"

"Brother!"

The girl's worried voice sounded not far away, and the old man Wei Yi appeared with a thin figure protected by divine power, and Xiao Tingting and Xiao Nan stood beside them with the Qingyang holy lamp on their heads, calling out to Yan Kuan very nervously.

"I'm fine, he can't kill me at once, then he's going to die."

Yan Kuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, nodded at Old Man Wei Yi, and then rushed straight towards the Ancient Ancestor King who had been killed, the dragon spear in his hand bloomed with immeasurable power, instantly suppressing the tsunami-like holy might.

"Ya Luda Ancient ......"

The revived Ancient Ancestor King also appeared in their sight at this time, and he was very shocked when he saw the old man Wei Yi, with a hint of vigilance in his old eyes, and opened his mouth to speak the ancient language.

"Your primeval language has long been outdated, the Immortal Emperor has been chased away, and now it is the world of the human race."

Yan Kuan sneered and swept towards this ancient primeval ancestor king, and the two powerful forces almost collided. A moment after a confrontation between them, a great battle broke out, and the rippling aftermath alarmed more primeval beings.

"Humph......"

Old Man Wei Yi snorted coldly, the power of the Great Sage swept through the Purple Mountain Dojo, and the sound of the bell in the depths of the Purple Mountain reverberated the Emperor's power, and more primeval beings in the depths of the Purple Mountain finally settled down.

"Boom ......"

Yan Kuan collided with this incomparably old Ancient Ancestor King, and the latter's inevitable blow was narrowly avoided by Yan Kuan, and the sharp claws full of Sage Dao rules collided head-on with the dragon spear.

"Poof......

Yan Kuan opened his mouth and spewed out a puff of blood mist, but the Ancient Ancestor King was even more miserable, his claws were cracked by the dragon spear, and a cloud of blood light burst out in the void. A long string of blood flowers burst open, annihilating a void in an instant, turning it into a dead place, destroying all life.

"Ah......h

The Ancient Ancestor King let out a miserable scream and retreated, his eyes were full of surprise when he looked at Yan Kuan, he couldn't believe that he had been injured by a mere Sendai double ant, and his hands and claws containing the Great Dao Divine Rule were broken.

Although Yan Kuan was holding a number of holy soldiers, he didn't pay attention to them before, it would be good for the unrevived holy soldiers to be able to hurt the king in the hands of the mighty, facing a primeval ancestor king, a strong person in the saint realm, even if he was extremely old, it was still not enough to see.

However, this Ancient Ancestor King didn't expect Yan Kuan to avoid his attack, so he would find an opportunity to take advantage of the situation to fight back.

At this moment, Yan Kuan's eyes were bright, his mouth was chanting a different kind of Taoist sound, his steps and movements were confused, and his figure flickered from time to time, as if he would leave this world at any time.

"It's ...... Nine secrets? ”

By the side of the old man Wei Yi, Jiang Taixu, who was as thin as dry wood, looked at Yan Kuan's pace and felt something, and his eyes radiated an extremely bright essence.

"This kid is not only the introduction of the line word secretary and the former word secret, but even cooperates with the group word secretary he has, and has a different understanding, and he actually uses the natural formation here to deal with the enemy."

Old Man Wei Yi looked at Yan Kuan, who had entered a strange state, with a look of anticipation in his eyes, "Legend has it that one of the Nine Secrets, the Secret of the Word can instantly increase its combat power by ten times, or it may be able to touch the Divine Forbidden. This kid has obtained many nine secrets, and now he has entered this state again, can he succeed! ”

"Little friend, listen to me......"

Jiang Taixu recovered a little bit after a period of rest, and seeing that Yan Kuan had entered a certain strange state, he wanted to help and spread the Fa with his divine thoughts in the air.

"That's it, the Holy Law of Fighting."

A very brief mantra appeared in Yan Kuan's mind, and his body naturally took on a strange posture, and at the same time, a variety of nine secrets in his body worked, and the secret of all words, which might not be successful hundreds of times, was successfully triggered at this time.

"Is this what God forbids!"

Yan Kuan's eyes were incomparably bright, looking at the Ancient Ancestor King who attacked again in the roar, and his figure instantly greeted him, twisted, dodged, and shot.

There was no sound like a landslide and tsunami, only a mysterious whisper, but it was extremely terrifying, and he vaguely felt as if he had flown up, and his whole body was comfortable. This move was hearty, releasing a terrifying power, and the dragon spear pierced through the chest and back.

A smile hung on the corner of Yan Kuan's mouth, silently recalling the feeling just now. Half of the word secret made him know the heaven and earth dao pattern in his heart, the first word secret material enemy opportunity, the line word secret body method dodge, all word secret ten times the combat power, the addition of the battle holy law, so that he briefly touched the forbidden realm.

The forbidden realm of the gods, the realm that only the gods can touch, break the eight forbidden realms, and truly fight beyond the ranks. Entering the extreme number of nine, or even surpassing nine, cannot be broken through the ages. At that moment, the words were wide, the emperor was protective, and the holy soldiers were in hand, even the ancestral king was invincible.