Yi Chen looked at the young boy, but before he could answer, Wen Renzhong suddenly got up, and a crimson sword qi burst out of his body in an instant.

The blazing sword qi submerged the figure of the young boy, rushed out of the gate, and finally disappeared into the sky.

It was as if nothing had happened, only a thin puff of ash on the ground proved that the young boy had been here.

"Yan Daoyou, this person disturbs our drinking, I will deal with it for you, come, let's drink again." Wen Renzhong smiled and poured another bowl of wine for Yi Chen.

Yi Chen looked at the handful of ashes on the ground speechlessly, he finally knew that others would rather go outside to drink the northwest wind in the woods than share a table with Wen Renzhong.

It's really an embryo killer.

He doesn't even know whose feud it belongs to now....

The beautiful woman's face was frosty, and she walked quickly in front of Wen Renzhong: "Wen Renzhong, you know the rules of my inn, I don't welcome people who have bad rules." ”

"If he doesn't spend a penny, he won't be a guest, and I haven't broken your rules, Green Fairy."

"You know me, others don't mess with me, I never kill indiscriminately."

Wen Renzhong took the wine in front of him and drank it down, smashing his mouth.

"I hope there won't be a next time."

The beautiful woman glanced at Yi Chen and Wen Renzhong hatefully, twisted the waist of the water snake and left.

"Where did this green fairy come from?" Seeing a look of jealousy flashing in Ren Zhong's eyes, Yi Chen couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe, Brother Yan, how does this person compare to my cultivation?"

"Naturally, Daoyou's mana is stronger, and this person will die within three moves."

Wen Renzhong did not reply, but dipped his finger in wine and wrote the word Zhenjun on the table.

Yi Chen understood in an instant.

This person is either from a family background, or the person who sleeps with her is very good.

However, this person has come to open a black shop, and he wants to come to his family background, which can definitely be ruled out.

What Yi Chen didn't know was that at the moment he was thinking, Wen Renzhong was also rejoicing in his heart: "Fortunately, I made a quick decision and cut that kid directly, otherwise wouldn't it make Yan Daoyou look down on him?" ”

"This wave is bad luck for that kid."

"The big boss has always said that I am too reckless, how can he know my impatience."

As soon as he thought of this, Wen Renzhong's chest straightened slightly.

Life is so wonderful, under Yi Chen's mouth, Wen Renzhong actually aroused the damn desire to win, and then the young boy brother was directly gone.

If Yi Chen knew, he would be speechless.

At this time, he was also slandering in his heart: "The swordsman of Taihang Mountain is really domineering, and he can't fix Lao Tzu." ”

He didn't know who the young man's master would blame for this account, but whoever he loved, and if he made a choice again, he would still slaughter the carving.

Taihang Mountain Qinglong Village is in Henan Province, is a group of people who are very fond of the knife of the formation of the force, and then developed and grow, although not in the list of the world's top forces, but not to be underestimated.

Just when Yi Chen was about to talk to Wen Renzhong about some interesting things, suddenly the sky suddenly darkened, and there were bursts of exclamations outside the inn.

"The treasure of the cave sky, this is the treasure of the cave sky, it was born!"

"It turned out to be the treasure of the True Martial Temple that Tianwen Zhenjun brought to break through back then, and we are really blessed."

Everyone in the inn swept out one after another, only to see that at this time, on the Qianzhou Peak, an incomparably majestic and huge palace floated in the sky, not moving at all, exuding a golden light.

This palace is about 100 zhang high, like a huge bronze vessel, delicate and gorgeous, and the body is engraved with intricate runes and formation veins.

The body is covered in a thick golden mask.

In the crowd, a monk who couldn't hold back the greed in his heart shook his mana, and drove the light directly into the golden light film and disappeared.

With the first person to eat the crab, the other monks who had wanted to wait and see suddenly couldn't bear it anymore and flew towards the huge palace one by one.

Yi Chen was behind the crowd and watched silently.

For those who were among the first to enter, he didn't think that these people were unwise and dared to break in without knowing the situation.

Some people resigned and returned to their hometowns, and some people rushed to the field in the starry night.

That's what's interesting about the world.

Everyone makes the best solution according to their own situation, and the first batch of people who go in are basically minor cultivators who refine qi and transform gods.

Only one was a monk in the early stage of the real realm who was dying.

It's not that they don't know that they will take a big risk by doing so, but they don't have a choice at all, and this is the sorrow of the weak.

It's like young people in their previous lives, who seem to have many choices and infinite possibilities, but in fact, there are only one or two paths they can take.

"Yan Daoyou, let's go together?" Wen Renzhong grinned at Yi Chen, and at this time, several more True Realm masters flew into the palace and disappeared, and he couldn't hold back a little.

Yi Chen smiled and shook his head, he decided to wait and see.

Only those who have no capital have to play high-risk, and the True Martial Temple is not the only chance in his life for him, so he will naturally consider it and take a look.

"Okay, Brother Yan, I, Qinglongzhai, am not indecisive." After leaving an inexplicable word to Yi Chen, Wen Renzhong jumped forward, and the crimson sword qi on his body was permeated, and he also disappeared into the light film.

Half an hour later, many of the monks in the inn chose to enter.

Yi Chen muttered in place for a while, his figure disappearing into the air.

A moment later, an old man riding a ghostly cloud swept through the sky, he looked around with cold eyes, and then disappeared into the light film.

When the old man disappeared, Yi Chen's face instantly became cloudy, as if he was fighting between heaven and man.

Half an hour later, dozens of rays of light entered the palace, and there were zombies of righteous demons and ghosts, and there was even a person from the Zhen'an Division who was wearing a python robe.

Yi Chen couldn't hold back any longer, a lot of crimson dots went in, and no one came out after waiting for so long, he paused on one foot, rose to the sky, and plunged into the golden light film.

The world is spinning around, and the world has changed.

In the blink of an eye, Yi Chen came to the gate of a tall palace, and compared to the majestic palace, his body was as small as an ant.

The four ancient seals of the Zhenwu Temple are shining.

After staring at it for a long time, Yi Chen actually felt that his eyes tingled slightly, which made him feel shocked in his heart, and he knew a little more about the former strength of the True Martial Saint Sect.

Yi Chen's mind moved, and the Heart's Eye Reflection ability was activated, but after several strengthened Heart's Eye Reflection abilities in this hall, it seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, and it could only cover within three meters of his body.

After a moment's hesitation, Yi Chen firmly stepped into the palace gate.

After passing through the long corridor and entering a tall portal again, an extremely large hall appeared in front of Yi Chen.

Ninety-nine tall bronze pillars rise from the ground, about 100 meters high, engraved with dragon and phoenix turtle figures, and there are ancient seal silver books dotted with a mysterious trajectory.

The bottom of each bronze pillar is marked with a serial number, neatly arranged from one to ninety-nine.

At this time, the pillar was already full of monks, and those who cultivated to be powerful were in the forefront, dominating one, and there were also people in a group who occupied one.

Wen Renzhong held a Green Dragon Glaive Knife in his hand, with an awe-inspiring momentum, standing on top of the ninth divine pillar.

Yi Chen's mind moved, and he immediately swept towards a beautiful woman in a white dress who was about three times in the real human realm, this was the nineteenth divine pillar.

This woman is a graceful and beautiful woman, with an elegant temperament, and her every move is full of moving style.

"Fellow Daoist, did I invite you to go down or did you go by yourself?" Yi Chen smiled and said to the beautiful woman in the white dress, his tone was gentle, but the meaning between the lines was like a bully.

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