Elm Mu and the others didn't dare to speak, for fear of making the ancient power in front of him unhappy, and directly wipe out everyone here, Elm Mu didn't doubt this at all, even if the middle-aged man was just a spiritual sense, it was enough to control the bead spirit weapon.

The middle-aged man frowned when he saw that no one replied, and everyone present only felt frightened in their hearts, one by one, their hearts fluctuated violently, and the heart lakes that were originally only slightly fluctuating were all flooded with monstrous waves, and Yumu and others struggled to suppress their hearts, but they were afraid that if one was wrong, they would end up in a broken mood.

Yu Mu felt the deepest, he had deliberately destroyed Lu Yun's state of mind before, and he had already exhausted his means, which was like this middle-aged man, just frowning, he easily attracted everyone's hearts, this middle-aged person's realm, everyone didn't even dare to guess, but they were sure that the Xuanling monk had absolutely no ability.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man finally snorted, and the coercion in everyone's hearts dissipated, and everyone escaped death one by one, looking at the middle-aged man in horror.

Yu Mu looked at the middle-aged man and thought to himself that this middle-aged man claimed to be the Holy Spirit Sect, so the sect in this secret realm is the realm of the Holy Spirit Sect?

The middle-aged man glanced at Yumu, as if he had seen through Yumu's thoughts, and said in a loud voice: "My Holy Spirit Sect, the Three Saints and Five Spirits, resists the enemy outside the sky, and is ranked in the top three in the entire Muyu Mortal Realm Sect, how can it be regarded as a big mouth?"

Elm's face was pale, he didn't dare to think about it anymore, and said palely: "The seniors are angry, the juniors really don't know the past of the Holy Spirit Sect, so they have doubts, and after listening to the seniors' explanations, they are naturally convinced now." ”

"Convincing?" the middle-aged man sneered, "Isn't it unconvincing?"

Yumu's heart jumped, and he said softly: "Dare to ask the seniors, what is the realm of the Three Saints and Five Spirits?"

The Yellow Death Reaper among the monks looked at Yumu, and admired this guy's courage a little, anyway, he himself was too scared to speak, he only felt that this ancient figure was too powerful.

The middle-aged man was not surprised, and spoke loudly, his voice full of pride: "The three saints are the three sages of my Holy Spirit Sect, corresponding to the Futu realm of the Nine Realms of Spiritual Cultivation, the five spirits, are the five spirit kings, all of them are the realm of returning to the spirit, as for the real person and the Xuan Ling, there are a lot of sects, and I was barely a border spirit king at the beginning." ”

All the monks in front of the gate were shaking their hearts when they heard this, and their faces were full of incredulity, listening to what this middle-aged man said, he had three legendary Futu Heavenly Monarchs in one sect?

In today's Muyu Realm, I really haven't heard of anyone taking over as Luofu Tianjun thousands of years ago and successfully stepping into the realm of Tianjun, in other words, in the current Muyu Realm, there is not a single Tianjun monk. If what this middle-aged man said is true, then his sect is called the Holy Spirit Sect, which is not a big tone at all, but a completely small tone!

What is it called the Holy Spirit Sect, you are called the Divine Spirit Sect!

With such a background, it is really too scary, but no one in the monks present doubted this middle-aged man, first, this middle-aged man's ability is indeed beyond their comprehension, and second, this middle-aged man can wipe them out with a wave of his hand, there is really no need to tell them any lies, powerful monk, it won't be boring like this, right?

Yumu, who asked in person, was already speechless in shock, and reluctantly turned his head to look at Zhang Yang next to him, Zhang Yang's pupils were dilated, and his face was full of disbelief, Yumu turned his head, barely swallowed a mouthful of spit, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, who was already regarded as a god.

The middle-aged man said that at the beginning, he was the Spirit King of the Dipping Side, but now that at least more than a thousand years have passed, what is this middle-aged man's cultivation now? Could it be that he has become a Heavenly Monarch? But why has he stayed in this secret realm, and why has this Holy Spirit Sect become what it is now, Yumu suddenly became very curious in his heart.

The middle-aged man glanced at the elm and said, "I'm naturally not a king-level monk, and now I'm just a memory, do you think I'm still alive?"

As soon as these words came out, Yu Mu couldn't help but take a few steps back, but then he reacted, if this middle-aged man wanted to kill him, he would be useless in this secret realm, so he had to cry with a sad face, honestly stand in place, and dare not move.

The rest of the monks are not much better, the middle-aged man in front of him is just a memory, who dares to believe this? This middle-aged man is currently showing the same as a normal person, could it be that the spirit manifestation realm is already so powerful?

The middle-aged man looked at the monks in front of him, and saw that these monks all had ghostly expressions, and he didn't explain anything, but just looked up at the first peak, frowned, and said, "Nonsense!"

Looking at his eyes, his right hand stretched out, like a fly, and slapped towards the first peak, and the air was quiet, as if nothing had happened, and there was no imaginary scene of the sky shaking.

Yu Mu and the others turned to look at the first mountain, and saw that on the first peak, many monks from Luhai and Huangli were all transferred to the plain by this middle-aged man, and all the monks of the first peak were in a panic, as if they didn't know what was going on.

Yumu and the others saw that this middle-aged man was so magical, even if it was Yumu now, they didn't dare to say anything, and they even restrained their thoughts, for fear that they would think something they shouldn't think, and they would be sensed by this middle-aged man and cause a big disaster.

The middle-aged man floated in the air, also stretched out his right hand, and moved the monks on the other peaks to the plain as he could, and finally reached out to pat Yumu and the others, Yumu only felt that the surrounding space was as if it was closed, and under the whirlwind, he had been transferred to the plain, Yumu hurriedly looked around, Zhang Yang Zongjie Huang Death and others were also here, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The middle-aged man didn't move, and suddenly appeared in the sky above the plain, and more than a thousand monks on the plain all looked up at the middle-aged man in the sky.

The middle-aged man flicked his fingers and flicked the bead spirit weapon on the sky again, and suddenly, the previous sun reappeared, and the light shone on this secret realm again.

The middle-aged man stood in mid-air, looking into the distance, as if he was looking outside the secret area, and he didn't look at the monk below at all, for a long time, he suddenly sighed and muttered: "It turns out that everything is in the past, and my spiritual memory, after all, has not been able to derive the original me, dust to dust, earth to earth, that's all, it's okay." It's just that my Holy Spirit Sect has really become a dust that has been wiped out in history!"

On the ground plain, all the monks looked at the middle-aged man in the air, talking to themselves, and no one dared to answer, one by one honest like cattle and sheep, Elm looked at the middle-aged man in the sky, and suddenly sighed, this Holy Spirit Sect, for some reason, the sect should only have a memory of this middle-aged man, this Holy Spirit Sect, in history, there is really such a sect? Is it really so powerful? Could all this be just a dream, they are actually still in front of the gate of the courtyard, and they haven't moved at all?

The middle-aged man sensed Elm's thoughts, and he didn't get angry, but he just glanced at the monk below, stretched out his hand, and the wind in the flame cave was fluttering, and the purple mouse lying on his shoulder couldn't help but fly towards the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man grabbed the purple mouse, looked at it carefully, and then said: "You are a spirit beast of the Holy Spirit Sect, no matter how bad your qualifications are, you can't betray, and you will stay here with me in the future." ”

Feng Ruopiao's face was pale, and he couldn't say a word, and of course, he didn't dare to say anything.

The middle-aged man looked at the monks present, and suddenly said, " Some of the low-level spiritual weapons and pills you have obtained here are all your own chances, as a senior monk, I naturally will not deprive them of anything, but this is the secret realm of my Holy Spirit Sect, and you cannot continue to destroy the tranquility of the holy land here, therefore, I will send all of you out, it can be regarded as understanding a good fate, as for the secret realm here, those who are destined can naturally enter, when the time comes, if you are willing to enter my Holy Spirit Sect, you can stay, I will teach on your behalf, okay, you can go out later!"

After saying this, the middle-aged man made a gesture to open the door with both hands, only to see a blue door appear in the sky, with a faint blue light flickering, looking extremely mysterious.

The middle-aged man threw the monks below into this gate one by one, and these monks disappeared one by one, and finally when it was Elm's turn, the middle-aged man's voice sounded in Elm's heart: "Little guy, you have a relationship with my Holy Spirit Sect, if you are willing to stay, I can accept you as a disciple, what do you think?"

Yumu was shocked in his heart, he never thought that he would be the destined person in the mouth of this middle-aged man, generally according to his thoughts, this kind of good thing is only available to Wang Zhi, is it possible that he usually does too many good things, and today it is finally his turn?