"Huh?"

"Saint?"

"It's incredible that a candidate son can be on an equal footing with the might? ”

"And how powerful must their true holy land be?"

"It can't be, right?"

The eyes of many disciples were full of surprise, and the eyes of many were full of disbelief.

In their eyes, the Heavenly Monarch Elders were all high-minded and untouchable beings.

The power of the Star Monarch is even more like the Nine Heavens True Dragon.

And that Liu Lin, I heard that he was only a very young man about five hundred years old, and he was just a supplementary saint son, and he was able to sit on an equal footing with the great power, which was unacceptable to them for a while.

"After all, you are frogs at the bottom of the well, and you do not know the vastness of heaven and earth. Miao Guang shook his head.

"Of course, the Supplementary Son is just a name after all, and his strength is a big step behind the real power. ”

"But the true Holy Son of the Black Shadow Holy Land is an existence that can definitely match the power, and even overwhelm it. ”

"In fact, every session of the Holy Son of the Black Shadow Holy Land cannot be held by a non-Star Monarch. ”

"Shhhhh

That's one thing.

Everyone gasped.

No matter how good the name of the Holy Son is, he is still a disciple after all.

The power of the Star Monarch can only be the Holy Son, so how powerful are the elders, Supreme Elders, Sect Masters, etc. among the Black Shadow Holy Sons?

Miao Guang sighed lightly and said no more.

His understanding of the Black Shadow Holy Land was only half a claw.

Miao Guang only knew that those sects that were really incredibly powerful were sitting in the depths of the Star Sea, and he didn't know how many interface continents were around.

The Beixuan interface is within the radiation range of the Black Secluded Holy Land.

Any disciple of the Black Secluded Holy Land who came to the Beixuan interface was like a Shangzong patrolling.

Otherwise.

With Ji Hurt Sword Immortal's arrogance, he may not be able to take the power of his peers into his eyes, how could he send a clone to meet a Yuanying Monk?

This kind of question and answer has been asked by people in all continents of the Beixuan interface.

After getting the answer, the waves caused by the willow forest were even bigger.

Even Liu Tianming was silent.

"Master, is this Black Shadow Holy Land really so powerful?"

Mo Qingli was surprised.

Liu Tianming was silent for a moment before he spoke:

"Although the Beixuan interface is a high-level interface, it is a bit small compared to the interfaces of Nantong and Ximing. ”

"For example, Ji Wound Sword Immortal, True Yang Hall Divine Master, etc., although they are the strongest at the peak in the Beixuan interface, but when they go to other high-level interfaces, they will lag behind by an echelon after all. ”

"The Dark Sanctuary is different. ”

"It's a real ancient holy land, and the Dao system is calculated in millions or even tens of millions of years, and even if it's powerful, I don't know how many generations have passed. ”

"Even if it is the most powerful of the four major interfaces, the Western Underworld Continent, I'm afraid that no force can compare to the Black Shadow Holy Land, not to mention, there are saints in charge. ”

Speaking of this, Liu Tianming's voice seemed to tremble a little irrepressibly.

The Sage of the Ancients.

For the monks of the Northern Xuan Interface, who regarded great power as the top, how could they understand what weight these four words represented?

Now.

The Beixuan interface is turbulent.

For Chen Yuan, it is far away in the sky.

......

Soil.

Among the ancient ruins, among the hundredth palace of luck.

After five years of penance, Chen Yuan broke through the barrier and slowly pushed open the door of the secret room.

He was dressed in black at the moment, his long crystal clear hair was scattered over his shoulders, and his skin was as bright as this, and his whole body was bathed in light, like a god.

"Master, are you out of the customs?"

Jin Hao and a few other disciples who were sitting in front of the door to practice woke up from their cultivation after hearing the sound of the door opening.

I haven't seen each other for a few years, and the aura of these disciples is getting deeper and deeper.

Jin Hao, who has the fastest cultivation, is already about to enter the Yuan Infant, and his combat power is comparable to that of quasi-power.

And Yuan Ling'er, the youngest in the grade, has already condensed the divine golden pill.

Especially the little bald head, after being reborn in plastic, it seems to be reborn from the fire.

Every move he made drove the roar of the thousands of laws around him, and his body was bathed in nine-colored glow, like a fairy.

Looking at the few disciples in front of him, the talents are outstanding, even if they are placed in the Holy Land, they are all outstanding.

Chen Yuan smiled and nodded.

"Master, have you already cultivated to the Star Monarch?"

The eldest Lu Kun asked.

Jin Hao and others are also looking forward to it.

Although they knew that the path of the Star Monarch was as difficult as reaching the sky, and it could not be achieved in a hundred years, they had a blind confidence in Chen Yuan.

Don't say it's Xingjun, even if Chen Yuan says that he is going to feather and fly now, the little bald head and the others are also convinced.

"Where is Xingjun so good, even if it is me, there is no way to cultivate it without a dozen years or decades. ”

Chen Yuan said with a smile.

"However, although I haven't become a star monarch, I don't care about the arrival of ordinary star monarchs. ”

Chen Yuan smiled faintly, but his eyes were full of arrogance.

After the power of the Immortal Yuan is completely cultivated, it can overwhelm the Time Star Monarch.

Chen Yuan could feel the almost infinite terrifying power surging in his body at this moment.

This power has almost reached the apex of the human world, and Chen Yuan can break the void with every move.

This is a power that is different from ordinary Star Monarchs.

He has no domain, no divine domain, and no destiny.

But the power of pure shattering is one, condensed to the extreme, and pure shattered to the extreme.

If it weren't for Chen Yuan's suppression, the terrifying coercion that burst out of his body at this moment would be enough to directly crush everyone present into pieces.

'Is this the power of the fairy child?'

Chen Yuan stretched out his crystal clear palm, feeling the unimaginably terrifying power of the immortal yuan in his body.

If Luo Xingjun was in front of him at this moment, Chen Yuan didn't need to use the power of the Yuan God at all, and a punch would be enough to kill him.

'After the power of the Immortal Yuan is cultivated, even if it is among the thousands of interfaces, it can be regarded as a master, and it is almost time to go to his parents. '

Chen Yuan thought in his heart.

But before that.

There are many things above Middle-earth that need to be understood.

Especially in front of Chen Yuan's eyes, among the ancient ruins, the suppressed demon body, and the immortal body that has not yet disappeared.

Immortals and demons are buried together, it is impossible to have only demons and no immortals.

Chen Yuan controlled a hundred ancient wells of luck, and he also took advantage of the control of part of the immortal land.

Although it is less than one percent, it is enough for Chen Yuan to understand what is suppressed under his own land, and what is buried together.

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