Izumo Sento and his party sat down cross-legged, quietly waiting for the time to come.

Lin Xiuwen already knew that outside of the independent and wild continent of this relic space, it was an independent small world.

The ruins are opened every 10,000 years. And that altar is not actually an altar, but a teleportation array, a teleportation array that will only be automatically opened at a certain time.

There is only one hour left until the day it opens.

There are naturally a lot of monks around the teleportation array. The crowd is crowded and dense, and I am afraid that there are at least tens of thousands of people. However, not all of these people are people who want to enter the ruins, and a large number of them are for other purposes.

After all, every time this relic is opened, it is no less than a grand event in the cultivation world. It is not opened once in 10,000 years, and for most monks, this life can reach 10,000 years.

Ten thousand years may be longer than the life of a low-level monk, long enough to make the Avatar Monk feel eternal.

The lifespan of a monk in the early stage of the transformation of the gods is only a mere three thousand years, and with the growth of cultivation, it may be infinitely close to ten thousand years, but as long as he does not cross the tribulation and become an immortal, his lifespan will not be able to break through that limit.

10,000 years is the limit.

If you don't become an immortal, you won't live for 10,000 years.

The earth immortals are a handful of people at the top of the pyramid. One after another, the figures that exuded a huge coercion arrived one after another, and I am afraid that they were all old monsters that did not usually appear.

Lin Xiuwen shook his head.

Some of these earth immortals came alone, and some of them also came with the relatives of the disciples of the carriers, but every time these people came, they had to forcibly occupy a place.

It's too domineering! Lin Xiuwen said secretly in his heart.

However, the Immortal Cultivation Realm is the law of the jungle, and the more domineering they are, the more no one dares to provoke them.

Maybe they knew each other, but there was no friction.

There are also many people who come for the trade fair.

Every 10,000-year-old ruins opened, thousands of Terran Tianjiao flocked to it. Naturally, a large number of people have discovered the business opportunities.

Therefore, before this time, the monks will spontaneously organize trade fairs and exchange cultivation resources with each other.

Many monks are not highly cultivated, so naturally they dare not enter the ruins at will. However, for the exchange meeting, they are keen to participate.

First, they all have resources in their hands that they can't use, and they lack cultivation resources. When you come to the trade fair, why not use the resources you can't use in exchange for the resources you can use?

On the one hand, it is to make friends, and on the other hand, it is also possible to get a glimpse of the demeanor of high-level monks.

Perhaps, after taking the shit luck, he will be taken by a certain immortal giant, and he will be included in the door wall, and he will be able to soar to the sky from then on.

Lin Xiuwen and Li Yuan's father and son walked between the countless stalls, and the two talked softly when they left.

"Lin Daoyou, you have offended those two disciples of the Izumo Sect, I'm afraid we have some trouble this time. Li Yuan sighed and said in a heavy tone.

Although he was a little melancholy and negative, he did not blame Lin Xiuwen.

Lin Xiuwen nodded secretly in his heart, this Li Yuanyi did not accuse himself, but did not abandon himself, but was a righteous person. is a person who can be friends, and if he has the opportunity in the future, he can't say that he will help him.

"What's that woman's name?" Lin Xiuwen asked.

"Lin Daoyou, you ......"

Seeing that Lin Xiuwen didn't take it to heart at all, Li Yuan didn't know what confidence the other party had, and said: "She is the youngest disciple of the Izumo Immortal, and she is also one of the seven sons of the Izumo Sect, Ye Qingrou. ”

Lin Xiuwen muttered, "Ye Qingrou, but a good name." It's a pity that the temper is too bad. ”

Li Yuan: "......"

Most of these stall owners set up a stall at random and sat in the back. There are all kinds of things and objects on the stalls, and there are many people walking through them.

Lin Xiuwen suddenly stopped in front of a small stall, picked up a piece of wood carving, and asked, "Fellow Daoist, I want this thing, what do you need to exchange?"

Li Yuan looked at the wood carving in Lin Xiuwen's hand, his expression was solemn, and he was stunned.

"I need the practice of transforming into a god realm, I don't know if my predecessors have it?" the stall owner opened his eyes and asked respectfully.

He couldn't see through the cultivation of Lin Xiuwen and Li Yuan, and knew that the other party's realm was higher than him, so he naturally didn't dare to make a mistake, in case he offended someone, he would naturally not make a move on himself in this trade fair, but if he went out of the trade fair......

He didn't want to disappear for no apparent reason.

The sea of stars is still waiting for him.

"How can such a tattered piece of wood carving be worthy of a practice of transforming the Divine Realm? Boy, don't you want the lion to open his mouth. Li Xuan was furious, as if he was about to make a big fuss.

Lin Xiuwen waved his hand and stopped Li Xuan.

The owner of this stall is the peak cultivation of Yuanying, and the breakthrough is about to turn into a god. It must be a casual practice, so there is a lack of follow-up practice.

Lin Xiuwen casually threw out a piece of jade slip, turned around and was about to leave.

At this time, a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance. In the dark clouds, there are countless dense black spots. The number of these black spots is too many, I am afraid that it is no less than the number of people here.

Lin Xiuwen looked up.

As soon as this dark cloud appeared, there was a coercion filled with a certain breath, and this coercion pressed on everyone's hearts, and even breathing was a lot more difficult.

The original noisy situation disappeared in an instant, and everyone fell silent.

There was a lot of condensation in the air, and everyone could feel the strange atmosphere.

Countless small black dots flew from the ground to the dark clouds, and along with the dark clouds, they broke through the sky.

At this moment, except for these old monsters who had already become famous, the other monks all changed color.

Behind Izumo Immortal, Izumo Nanako, who had closed his eyes, opened his eyes and looked at the dark clouds that covered the sky and the sun and roared, and his expression was condensed.

"Demon Venerable"

The little junior sister of the Izumo Sect looked cold and said slowly.

Dark clouds whistling in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, people can see the details of the situation. The dense black dots are impressively demon beasts, and the demonic aura is soaring, making people feel as if the demon clan is attacking.

The vast majority of the Terrans stood up, their faces condensed, ready to do anything.

The human race and the demon race are mortal enemies.

What is strange is that the demon clan did not make a move, but just used their momentum to squeeze a way out of the way and occupy a place.

Thousands of demons fell in human form.

Lin Xiuwen's eyes swept away, and there were many demon immortals among them.

The arrival of the demon clan is much grander than the arrival of any earth immortal old monster, which even Izumo immortals can't compare with it.

Several demon clan monks carried a luxurious chair made of rare immortal gold, and walked slowly, and the demon venerable ancient demon sat cross-legged on it, his eyes like electricity.

The demon venerable beard is stubble, thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a black robe, and his appearance is hideous, which makes this person feel a little more terrifying.

Behind the demon venerable, two columns of demon cultivators followed suit, a total of eight people.

These eight people, although they turned into human forms, did not hide their racial characteristics, and they were still wearing scales and armor.

It is a demon immortal from the top tribes of the demon clan.

"Eight Great Demon Immortals!" The monks present immediately said the identities of these eight demon immortals.

The old monsters of the earth immortals in the field, except for Lin Xiuwen, all knew that the demon Venerable Gu Yue had suffered the loss of the Izumo immortals, and since the last era, the two have always been-for-tat and fighting.

The demon venerable has always been weaker than the Izumo immortals, but the more he is suppressed, the more he goes against the Izumo immortals, never discouraged, and never compromises.

There are seven sons of Izumo under the sect of the Izumo immortals, and there must be eight demon immortals under the sect of the demon Venerable Guyue.

It is to have one more than him, and to crush him.

Demon Venerable Gu Yue glanced at the Izumo Immortal coldly, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, he snorted coldly, and didn't say anything more.

He looked at the altar with a gloomy face.

After the Anpoch Calamity, the two clans were evenly matched.

But in recent tens of thousands of years, the human race has grown day by day, and although the demon race is also growing, the speed of development is far less than that of the human race.

If the development of the human race can no longer be curbed, I am afraid that in tens of thousands of years, the strength of the human race will far exceed that of the demon race.

He looked at the ancient teleportation array, his eyes gloomy, revealing a hint of remembrance.

In the past, he had also participated in the Shemale War, if it weren't for the fact that the elders of the clan did not hesitate to sacrifice themselves to fulfill him, I am afraid that he would also turn into a dry bone in it.

The development of the human race must be curbed, and the human race must not be allowed to grow again! He secretly made up his mind in his heart that he wanted to keep these human Tianjiao and immortals in it as much as possible during this trip.

It is best to be able to leave the Izumo Immortal people in it, so that the Terrans will no longer have anyone who can compete with them, and they only need to break them one by one to sweep the Terran Earth Immortals.

At that time, as long as you launch another shemale war, you can wipe out the human race in one fell swoop.

There was a chill in the eyes of the demon clan Gu Yue.

"This old Izumo puppet has repeatedly opposed me, he should have died a long time ago, this time he should be counted up carefully, and strive to kill him in the ruins, no matter how bad it is, he must be trapped, and he must not be allowed to come out again!"