Seeing that the Holy Son of the Secret Sect helped Wang Han up, the little monk was overjoyed, and put his hands together and said for a lifetime: "Amitabha, great goodness!"

Ignoring the little monk, Liu Liu Ying helped up the scorched black young man who wanted to bow down and salute, and began to say in pieces: "The so-called three realms means that the combat power of the monks in each realm is very different, but the geniuses in the world are like Hengsha, like the galaxy, and there are countless of them. Hundreds of generations have passed, and there has been a stubble of age. Therefore, in order to divide the high and low in the realm, there is the theory of these three realms. The Three Realms are just a simple embodiment of combat power. For example, when your combat power surpasses the late stage of soul condensation, you are considered a first-realm genius, and if your combat power is higher and can resist the powerhouse of Juedao, you are considered a second-realm genius. If you can slash the Dao of Enlightenment in the Soul Condensing Realm, you can be regarded as a genius in the Three Realms. There are stronger ones, but don't say it, after all, the most demonic people in my Xizhou are only geniuses in the second realm, and only a few of the demons can reach the terrifying three realms. As for going up, going up, I haven't heard of it either. ”

Speaking of this, the red-clothed young man Liu Ying had a trace of confusion and yearning in his eyes, but he quickly disappeared, cleared his throat, and said while motioning to Wang Han to look at the sky: "You see that the eight people who are confronting are the ceiling of my Xizhou youth, and the eight people are all extremely demonic demons of the Second Realm, these people are not only extremely terrifying in combat power, but also have a background that countless people look up to and cannot reach in their lives." Of course, their achievements are also related to their background, but it doesn't matter, it's the result that matters. ”

Looking at the eight people facing each other in the sky, I sighed in my heart, these eight people are indeed all dragons and phoenixes. The powerful Wang Hanxin of the eight people was touched, but it was not as good as the "old acquaintances" Suichen and Xingchuan, but these two people were standing far behind the four people of Xuanyuan Xingqi at this time, it was obvious that they were the second echelon, and these two people were not weak, and their breath gave people a sense of oppression that was not lower than that of the eight people, and they were probably also standing on the so-called second realm.

But the next moment, the words of the Holy Son of the Secret Sect confirmed this speculation, and I saw that the young man in red had lost the look of the eight people in the sky before at this moment, and said lightly: " If you look at the five people again, the one who seems to have a starlight sprinkled on his body is the Taoist of the Xinghe Sect; the one dressed in white with a tranquil breath is the Taoist Daozi Xingchuan, it is said that his one-handed landscape and Taoism method are extremely terrifying; behind the endless Haoran Qi is the Haoran Sect Daozi Wenqian, this person is a gentleman who is as gentle as jade, and is by no means comparable to those vain generations; as for the fairy is the Holy Daughter of the Lingdao Sect Zherong, hey, the female cultivators of the Lingdao Sect gathered, and I heard that a second-generation saint girl was recently established, named Xia Yuyan, speaking of these two generations of saints, this Holy Son has also walked with him, which is really unusual！”

Speaking of this, the Holy Son of the Secret Sect, who had always been ruthless in the eyes of his subordinates, also had a smile on his face at this moment.

When the name Xia Yuyan sounded, Wang Han had a trace of trance, and his thoughts returned to the silent mountain road at the beginning.

"'Phew, little thief, if you still want to Weijiahainei, dream!''When you get to Miss Jimoto, I'll skin you and bury you alive!''Xia Yuyan, you wait!''When you wait for this son, Weijiahainei, I can let you put forward a condition, but you can't infringe on my pure body!'''

Xia Yuyan, who was determined by the old Taoist to enter the immortal road in Sanqing Mountain, has now become a saint. Shaking his head, he put that behind and continued to listen.

Feeling the strange eyes of the little monk next to him, the unsmiling Holy Son seemed to realize his gaffe, and hurriedly smiled, coughed, waved the red sleeves, looked at it and continued: "The strength of these five people is also extremely terrifying, and they are also ranked among the two realms, and they may be less than the young masters of the four clans, but the distance may be extremely small, maybe one step, maybe half a step." ”

Looking at the serious expression of the young man in red, Wang Han looked at the eight people in the sky, and couldn't help but subconsciously sigh, "A character like Xingchuan Suichen, is it still one step and a half away from those eight people?"

"Oh, fellow Daoists, don't be discouraged, with your cultivation, you can kill the eight-winged wing clan so easily, which shows that you are not an ordinary person, and you are not a nobody in the Little Fire Sect, when you set foot in the late stage of soul condensation, the second realm does not dare to speak, but the first realm is categorically fine. "When he saw this disciple of the Little Fire Sect slashing the Wing Clan with two swords, this Holy Son of the Secret Sect, who had always regarded himself very highly, was also shocked, and subconsciously empathized, only to find that if he was in the late stage of Gathering Spirits, he would definitely not be able to kill the Demon Clan.

Although I don't want to admit it in my heart, it is true. But after thinking about it, after all, he entered the soul ahead of this kid, and he practiced one step earlier, who was in the same realm as him, so he had confidence in his heart.

It has to be like this to have so many words with this little fire sect disciple who was blackened by electricity. He can kill the demon clan, and he can do it himself, and he is still 'comparable', so he will not lose his status. But seeing that this outstanding young man like himself was discouraged, he couldn't help but be comforted.

"Daoyou is worried a lot, and I just feel simple emotion. He bowed down and thanked the Holy Son of the Secret Sect, then looked up at the eight people in the sky, and only then did he care about chatting with the little monk and the young man in red.

Although the two clans are united, there are some minor frictions, and it is harmless to kill some less important people.

Of course, it had to be someone who didn't really matter, and if one of those eight people died casually, I'm afraid the alliance would all be put to the test.

The endless sea of thunder rolled, and hundreds of figures floated in it. The Xuanyuan clan was born with the dragon qi of the imperial road, and the dragon qi on Xuanyuan Xingqi, the young master of the Xuanyuan ancient clan, surpassed all the Xuanyuan clan soul condensing realm cultivators that Wang Han had ever seen. The terrifying dragon aura surrounds the side, like an emperor in the world, majestic and extraordinary.

On the opposite side of Xuanyuan Xingqi is the little wing king of the eight-winged clan, the imperial dragon qi is extremely restrained by the demon clan, in the face of Xuanyuan such a terrible enemy of the same level, the little wing king does not seem to exist, but the imperial dragon qi that can stir up the wind and clouds to drive away evil demons does not seem to have any effect on it, but its face is like a spring breeze.

In addition to the two people, the other six people were also silently colliding at this time, their breath was like the sea, and they were surging under the silence.

The eight people all understood that this was just the first time they had fought each other, and they couldn't tell between life and death, of course, if they were to divide life and death, they wouldn't have the slightest mercy. After all, when the strong men of the older generation fall into silence or the autumn wind falls, the eight will represent their respective races and take over the mission of the previous generation.

But at this time, one of the four demon veins turned around and withdrew from the battle circle, "We are all in the second realm, and it is difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior for a while, so why bother to do this meaningless thing again." "Although this person is a demon clan, his face after transformation is like that immortal who does not occupy the fireworks in the world, coupled with the trace of coldness revealed on his body, he is even more mortal. This is the Ice Demon's vein and the young master Heavenly Ice.

"It's really not interesting. Yang You, the young master of the Yang clan who had lost his opponent, snorted coldly and stopped.

The two of them restrained their breaths, and the other six also retreated.

When the eight people stopped, the surrounding thunder began to become manic, and the terrible riot was accompanied by the power of the thunder and lightning several times over.

"No!"

There were seven or eight powerhouses in the middle stage of soul condensation, and in this terrible riot, in an instant, the body shield was shattered and engulfed by lightning.

The loss of life in this moment has greatly increased the vigilance of everyone.

"Amitabha, the power of thunder and lightning here has increased to a terrifying level in the late stage of soul condensation, two donors, be careful!" the little monk's face was solemn.

Fang Cai Wang Han also almost suffered, completely relying on the timely reaction. On the contrary, Liu Ying, the Lost Saint Son on the side, had a calm face, looked at the constantly violent Lei Hai and said lightly: "It seems that the land of chance is coming." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the Nine Heavens Thunder exploded in everyone's ears, and they only felt that their minds were buzzing, and everyone's figures seemed to be distorted in their eyes.

The mighty heavenly power spread, everyone's foreheads were wrinkled, and they looked above the thunder, only to see a colorful divine light in the sky, and the light became more and more vigorous, and the entire thunder sea was shrouded in this colorful light.

"What a dazzling light!"

Shrouded in this colorful divine light, someone in the crowd exclaimed.

The colorful divine light shrouded the sky, stretched out his hands to feel it, and then Wang Han laughed at himself, "Sure enough, the beautiful things in the world are so illusory, but they are extremely beautiful." ”

Before he could finish his emotion, the divine light in the sky quietly faded again, and then a vibration sounded like opening the heavens and the earth, and I saw that the thunder in the sky began to flow wildly, and a vast and simple atmosphere appeared.

Bang!

The thunder above exploded, forming a terrible turbulence in this sea of thunder, at this moment it was like the end of the world, everyone quickly retreated, and several close demon clans did not have time to dodge and were swept away by the thunder in an instant, and their bodies collapsed in an instant. The people who retreated saw that their scalps were numb, and they hurriedly took out their own treasures at the bottom of the box to protect their bodies.

There was a burst of sounds, and a quaint stone began to appear in the sky. No, it wasn't a stone, it was a huge blue stone door!

As everyone saw the whole picture, everyone shuddered, only to see that there were countless terrifying ancient creatures carved on the top of the ten points, Taiyin and Youying, Sun Candle, Baxia, Kunpeng, Qingji, Gou Chen, Phoenix, True Dragon, Qilin......

There are also many ancient creatures that cannot be named at all, and these reliefs are carved out of blood, lifelike and fierce. Wang Han just glanced at it, and a great sense of terror rose from his heart, his hands and feet were cold, and a drop of blood flowed from his eyes. Not only Wang Han, but also the little monk and the Holy Son of the Secret Sect on the side were also bleeding from their eyes.

"What the hell is this!" Shadow screamed.

"Two donors, you can't see it!" the little monk clasped his hands together.

As the stone door with the terrifying relief slowly settled, endless Xuanhuang Qi poured out from the crack in the door, and the thunder and lightning from all directions were expelled. The blue stone gate of tens of zhang size was firmly fixed in the air, and the creatures on the relief seemed to have lost the power they had just now.

An endless stone gate was fixed in the air, facing the people on the ground, like a portal to the heavenly realm, and the thick Xuanhuang Qi was flowing quietly.

"If you don't enter now, when will you wait!"

Hearing a loud shout, the eight figures flew towards the stone gate in unison, and a fist-sized ball of blood gathered in the palms of the eight people, and the eight balls of blood rushed into the stone gate like a streamer.

The sound of the Tao filled the heavens and the earth, the stone gate slowly opened, and the endless golden light poured out like a broken embankment, and a vague heaven and earth gradually appeared.

"Buzz ......"

Just as the stone door opened, the mysterious fragment in Wang Han's storage bag that had opened the tall palace in the Immortal Mountain began to tremble.