The "Nine Orders" record that each key can be used by three people, and the "Ashoka Pagoda" can enter up to twenty-seven people, and if this number is exceeded, it will collapse on its own, and the entire array, including the entire ruins, will be destroyed.

Monks who did not enter the pagoda would be forcibly removed from the site, which meant that they would not have any chance to enter the next layer of formation.

Therefore, the four Daocai tried their best to grab the "Nine Orders", and they could all imagine that there were magic weapons or magical things in the pagoda in ancient times, which was something worthy of the best efforts of the first-class sect.

And what everyone didn't know was that the union between the Immortal Dao and the Devil and Demon Three Dao was also a last resort, and even the division of the millennium into the first five hundred years and the last five hundred years was not designated by them, but since the appearance of the ruins, the will in the underworld conveyed the will.

The ruins of the ancient Aolai country are a mystery, even the strongest people of the four realms are impossible to fathom, if you force an explanation, it can only be said that the power of the human world is not enough to explore the secrets of this ruins.

The reason why it is said that it is forced is because the monks below the Yuan Infant Stage and the old monsters above the Yuan Infant Stage enter the ruins differently, in other words, it is impossible for the old monsters to participate in the competition between the juniors.

That's why the Damen Sect gave its disciples powerful jade slips, in order to compete for the treasures among the juniors. It's hard to imagine how fierce the battle between the old monsters will be.

Wang Yuan was knocked away by the demon cultivator with a blow, but he didn't die, the hatred in his heart increased sharply, but the other party was a cultivator in the demon infant stage, and he had experienced the power of a monk in the demon infant stage.

The old monster turned into a big hand of demonic energy, grabbed Wang Yuan in his hand, and looked at Wang Yuan coldly, as if he was considering whether what Wang Yuan said was true or false.

The person who can escape in an instant under the old monster's divine sense, except for the person who is stronger than his cultivation, the old monster really can't imagine who else can do this.

"Junior, you are testing the patience of the old man, since you don't say it, the old man will kill you and look into your storage bag. ”

Wang Yuan's storage bag flew out automatically and was caught in his hand by the old monster. At this time, Wang Yuan's eyelids twitched slightly, even if Wang Yuan really didn't have it, then it would be difficult to escape death.

When the old monster's divine sense touched Wang Yuan's storage bag and was about to forcibly break it, a soft female voice sounded like a warbler's sparrow, and like the orchid in the empty valley, the spring water of Ding Dong, gently rubbing against his ears.

"Put him down. Although it is soft and boneless, it contains irresistible power, and no one seems to have the idea of resisting under this voice.

A woman in a purple lotus skirt came from a distance stepping on a colorful rainbow, and behind her, followed by many immortal people, and even an old monster walked behind her.

She stopped a few feet away, her purple dress swaying gently in the wind, as if she would ride away at any moment. The beauty is superb, the hair is like a waterfall, the cherry lips are overflowing, the beautiful eyes are even more moving, the proud curves are concave and convex, if it is a little bigger, or a little small, you will feel unworthy of this mortal fairy.

Even if Wang Yuan had seen this woman in Long Bin's memory, he was still shocked when he faced her in the real face, this woman was the disciple of the young proud Chu generation who made the Immortal Dao crazy - Xuan Yantian.

Her appearance was ashamed all around, even though it was as beautiful as a fairyland, but it was not as good as a playful green silk hanging on her lips.

Xuan Yantian's jade-like white arm gently pulled up the green silk on her lips, and this small action made everyone present intoxicated.

The old demon cultivator stubbornly tightened his mind with his strong cultivation, and of course he recognized the woman in front of him. The old monster's hand holding Wang Yuan's neck immediately let go, killing this son in front of so many immortal people would cause a riot.

As soon as he shook his hand, he threw Wang Yuan away. Wang Yuan fell into the group of people who were immortal people, and when he stood firm, a pair of crystal clear beautiful eyes were looking at her.

Wang Yuan would not be shocked by this beauty for the second time, he didn't care about that gentle gaze, and then looked at the storage bag in the hand of the demon cultivator, and said coldly: "Please return the storage bag below!"

The demon cultivator kept a hand for himself, but he underestimated Wang Yuan, and Wang Yuan's scheming can be compared.

The old monster's hand behind his back turned white, and the bone joints "clicked" loudly, he smiled cruelly, threw the storage bag over, and said a few "good" words in a row.

Wang Yuan's face was as usual, and he slowly put away the storage bag, and then he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The people who came here were not only immortal daoists, but also more monks who came, because the battle between the four realms was not once or twice.

Wang Yuan even saw Fu Qi's figure in a group of demonic flames, and found Lin Du in a group of ghostly people, of course, the two of them can't recognize Wang Yuan now, the appearance of the demon clone and Wang Yuan's deity has changed a little, and the most important thing is that the temperament contained in the body is different.

At this point, the outstanding disciples of each sect of the four realms have appeared, whether it is the Yuqing faction of the Immortal Dao, the Yantian Sect or the Five Elements Gate, or the Demon Dao's Immortal Extermination Palace, the Demon Dao's Red Pink Palace, and the Ghost Dao's Curse Gate, Wang Yuan finally met the people in his generation who are often talked about.

Wang Yuan secretly observed these people, their cultivation was far superior to Wang Yuan, and the weakest Jiaochu disciples were all in the early stage of the Jiedan, this was only Wang Yuan's judgment from the breath, and there were a few people, including Xuan Yantian, who couldn't guess their actual cultivation!

"There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky!" Wang Yuan's heart rolled with monstrous waves.

But who Wang Yuan is, he will never sink like this, he calmly said to himself: "Give me more time, I will surpass these arrogant disciples! Let the entire Dongsheng Divine Continent be shocked by my Wang Yuan's name!"

At this time, the three devils and demons and the immortal dao began to stand separately on their own, forming four teams with very different momentums.

The people of the three realms of devils and demons obviously look at the people of the immortal path coldly, and the people of the immortal path are not the same.

Wang Yuan was thrown here by the old demon cultivator, and he couldn't just leave, and temporarily joined the camp of the Immortal Dao. Wang Yuan never thought that he would meet the people of the Immortal Dao so soon.

At this moment, even the old monsters with advanced cultivation consciously retreated, because it was not them who could stand up and speak now!

On the side of the demon road, a demonic woman walked out, charming and natural, and her beauty was not inferior to Xuan Yantian.

"Giggles, Xuan Yantian, you would actually come forward for an immortal disciple, this is simply not your character. Could it be that you and that disciple secretly have some secrets that no one knows?" Ye Lan twisted her body a little lazily, and when she appeared, the spearhead immediately pointed at Xuan Yantian, as if she wanted to distinguish between victory and defeat on top of beauty.

Xing Hanwan and Xuan Yantian's senior brother, the rebellious man, were wearing gorgeous robes, and they couldn't tell their actual age.

He immediately stood up and sneered: "Demon girl, don't play a war of words here, otherwise don't blame my Immortal Dao for snatching the key to your Demon Dao, and let your Demon Dao lose this opportunity!"

Xing Handu looked at his senior brother and sighed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"Boom...... Your little white face is more in line with my appetite!" In the ghost cultivation, a person wrapped in black mist walked out, and the voice seemed to be a teenager, but everyone present would not think that he was a teenager.

According to Long Bin's memory, Wang Yuan knew who this ghost cultivator was, "This person is Pu Ying, a disciple of the Curse Sect!"

Ouyang Qianhan, that is, the senior brother of Xing Han, his eyes flashed a few times, and he snorted coldly, but he opened his mouth and said: "Pu Ying, everyone says that you are not a man or a woman, it seems that there is indeed such a thing!"

"You!" Pu Ying was furious, the ghost energy surrounding his whole body instantly dissipated, his evil and demonic face was immediately exposed, and his childlike voice screamed, "Ouyang Qianhan, can you see clearly whether the young master is a man or a woman!"

But as soon as Pu Ying's words were finished, they caused the people of the Immortal Dao to laugh, and the laughter shook the sky without reservation.

Pu Ying's eyes rolled a few times, and he immediately understood that he had been tricked by Ouyang Qianhan, his face turned pale, and he secretly hated: "The people of the Immortal Dao are really scheming, hum!"

Then he returned to the demon path, silent, as if he had not swallowed this breath yet.

Ouyang Qianhan's face turned red, and he looked at the Immortal Dao people, enjoying the feeling of being watched by everyone very much.

At this time, a young man walked out of the demon path, and when this person took a step, the air was blasted by the "boom" he stepped on, showing his strength.

This young man's eyes showed a fierce light, pointed at Ouyang Qianhan, and sneered: "Ouyang Qianhan, you are not qualified to stand up and speak, understand?"

Ouyang Qianhan's face was originally full of red light, but he was pointed at and insulted by the demon path youth, and he suddenly felt embarrassed in front of many immortal people.

He snorted lightly, and he resented the fact that he had appointed his junior brother and sister as the leaders of the sect this time to go to the ruins of the ancient Aolai country. Fang Cai thought that he had the opportunity to win glory for himself, but he didn't expect to be broken by the demon cultivator young man.

Xing Han shook his head with a wry smile, his divine sense transmitted to Ouyang Qianhan, and a little Ouyang Qianhan reluctantly took a few steps back and stood behind Xuan Yantian.

"Skooch, it doesn't seem like you're in the mood to play a battle of words. "A woman in a gorgeous palace dress in aqua blue came out of the Yantian faction, this woman's appearance is naturally not said, but with Xuan Yantian and Ye Lan here, she is slightly inferior, and she is actually a beauty with an elegant temperament.

Si Koqi is the young man who cultivates demons, and his identity is a disciple of the Demon Dao Immortal Extermination Palace, and the disciples of the Immortal Exterminating Palace this time will be led by him.

Si Koqi smiled coldly and said, "There are more immortal people who have been killed, so naturally you will learn some, hahahaha!" Si Koqi skillfully humiliated the immortal Dao people.

Xuan Tianlan frowned slightly, and said: "The most important thing now is where the eighth key is, if you want to waste time here, you will be against the entire four realms!"

Speaking of the eighth key, the people of the four realms present burst into discussions. And the monk who followed the Changhong naturally knew that it was a demon cultivator who took away the token key, so the eyes of the other three Dao all looked at those people in the demon path.