"Boy, what the whole fairy world knows, you don't know, you said you were new here, where did you come from."

The older young monk was obviously not a foolish master, and he asked Yang Ibdao rhetorically.

"The two eldest brothers, to be honest, the younger brother has just come up from the underworld recently, and he doesn't know the rules here" Yang Yibu lied, because he felt that the decline of the heavenly court must have a certain connection with the great changes in the earth, so he couldn't say that he was from the earth.

"Eighth brother, go up together, take him down" The older monk said to the younger monk, and at the same time, with a move, a long sword appeared in his hand.

The two monks held their swords and pressed towards Yang Yibu step by step.

"Two eldest brothers, if you have something to say, the younger brother really just came up from the underworld" Yang Yibu didn't know where he said wrong, causing these two monks to do something to themselves.

"Yang Yibu, right, you can't lie too well, the forced way of the underworld and the immortal world was destroyed eight thousand years ago, how can you still come up from the underworld."

The slightly older youth approached Yang Yibu step by step, and said with a sneer on his face.

"The passage between the underworld and the immortal world has been destroyed" Yang Yibu shook his head at his loneliness, very dissatisfied.

"How about it, Yang Yibu, don't you know how to lie" The two monks quickly approached Yang Yibu.

"Kill" Yang Yibu saw that his lie was exposed, so he stopped talking, and a wave of the loose sword appeared in his hand.

With a shake of his hand, a sword exploded in an instant, Yang Yibu came to the fairy world for the first time, and he didn't know the current situation in the fairy world, he shot his strongest sword, he was ready to fight quickly, and leave here first.

"Boom~Boom~" Between the birth and death of the small world in the whirlpool, a giant sword emitting colorful light was instantly generated, and the breath of destruction rose.

With the sound of the howling wind, a sword slammed into the two monks.

The two monks thought that Yang Yibu did not dare to take the lead in attacking them, and although they were on guard, they did not take it completely to heart.

It wasn't until the aura of destruction enveloped their bodies and great danger came that the two of them hurriedly threw out defensive treasures one by one.

At the same time, the sword in his hand also slashed at Yang Yibu in a hurry, but this did not relieve the crisis they encountered.

In a burst of "click" sounds, all the defensive treasures thrown by the two of them were shattered, and at the same time, the long sword they hurriedly slashed towards Yang Yibu was also shattered inch by inch.

"Ah~, ah~" Two terrible screams came out in the endless storm, and bursts of blood mist were rising and flying with the storm.

Under Yang Yibu's most powerful sword, these two monks turned into a blood mist without even using their five successes, and they really died extremely dead.

Two golden rays of light fled quickly from the thick blood mist, which was the primordial infant of the two monks, but they fled wildly from opposite directions to each other.

"Come back, can you still escape" Yang Yibu's two big hands in the sky quickly grabbed the two yuan babies who fled.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Yibu grabbed the two Yuan Babies in his hands, and without saying a word, the powerful spiritual power enveloped the two Yuan Babies and erased their spiritual intelligence.

After loading the two primordial babies with the jade box and throwing them into the space ring, Yang Yibu jumped up in the air and turned into a streamer of light and hurriedly left.

Less than ten minutes after Yang Yib left, several streamers fell into the ruins of the battle between the two sides.

"A small squad of patrol officers has been killed," said an old man with gray hair and beard, rather immortal bones.

"From the scene, the other party only made one move, the murderer should have just left, we split up to chase, and at the same time inform the above that there is a change in the ruins," said another old man with gray hair and beard, but his face was very ruddy.

Several streams of light rose from the ruins and chased them down in all directions.

In a dense mountain forest, Yang Yibu, who turned into a streamer, fell rapidly, and with a sudden force of his feet, Yang Yibu sank into the ground.

The spiritual power rushed out of the ground, erasing all traces left by himself, and Yang Yibu, who was underground, summoned the castle, entered the castle, and then hid the breath of the castle.

As soon as Yang Yib had finished doing this, a streamer of light whistled past where Yang Yib was hiding.

"It's so dangerous" Yang Yibu, who was hiding in the castle, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have to find a way to improve my cultivation, and when I come to the fairy world, with my current cultivation, I am really too weak."

Yang Yibu, who was hiding in the castle, decided to improve his cultivation, and went out after Shen Wu Shengwu Fist and World Destroying Sword.

Zixiao Palace, a well-known large-scale sect in the fairy world, Zixiao Hall was a sect with the same name as the heavenly court in the eastern part of the fairy world ten thousand years ago.

Since the destruction of the Heavenly Court, in the eastern part of the Immortal Realm, the Zixiao Palace is the dominant family, and all the large, medium and small sects in the eastern part of the Immortal Realm have to look up to their noses and listen to the orders of the Zixiao Palace.

Now, in the main hall of Zixiao Palace, the actual person in charge of Zixiao Palace, the Lord of Zixiao Palace, looked at the message he had just received in his hand.

"The ruins of the Heavenly Court moved, and an unknown monk broke into it, killed two patrolmen of the second level of the Yuan Infant Stage, and successfully escaped."

"The ruins of the Heavenly Court have been in for thousands of years, and no one dares to trespass without permission, whether the monks who broke into it today are by mistake or intentional."

Xing Mantian, the master of the Zixiao Palace, a cultivator at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, was frowning and muttering softly.

"No, this matter must be reported to the elders, if not, if something happens in the future, I can't afford it."

After Xing Mantian, the master of Zixiao Hall, made up his mind, he stood up and walked towards the apse.

Three days later, the Heavenly Court Zixiao Hall issued a wanted warrant in the entire eastern part of the Immortal Realm, wanting monks who broke into the ruins of the Heavenly Court, and all those who provided clues or intruded on their appearance were all heavily rewarded.

For a while, the entire eastern part of the Immortal Realm was boiling, and all kinds of versions and rumors about the monks who had broken into the ruins of the Heavenly Court were flying all over the sky.

No matter how noisy and boiling it was outside, Yang Yibu, who was the initiator of this matter, was immersed in the cultivation of improving his cultivation at this time.

In a hidden spatial crack in the universe, countless spatial wind blades were flying criss-crossed, and a huge red coffin was motionless, quietly suspended in the spatial wind blade.

In the internal space of the red coffin, Yin Wuliang sat in front of the small table, looking at the news he had just gotten in his hand, "There was an abnormal movement in the ruins of the Heavenly Court, and an unknown monk broke in, killed two second-level patrolmen of the Yuan Infant Stage, and successfully escaped."

"Pay close attention to every move in the ruins of the Heavenly Court," a message spread from the communication stone in Yin Wuliang's hand.

Raising his head, Yin Wuliang looked at the sky quietly, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

Time passed unconsciously, and three years passed, and Yang Yibu, who was hiding in the castle and cultivating, absorbed all the Yuan Babies of Zhu Panyi and others.

After absorbing the Yuan Infant of Zhu Panyi and others, Yang Yibu's cultivation also naturally broke through to the early stage of the second level of the Yuan Infant Stage.

Yang Yibu, who broke through to the early stage of the second stage of the Yuan Infant Stage, did not rush out of the level, but instead calmed down and quietly participated in the Wusheng Annihilation Fist and the World Destroying Sword.

In the fight with the two patrolmen in the ruins of the Heavenly Court, although the time was extremely short, Yang Yibu only made one move, but this move was Yang Yibu's best performance, the most pinnacle move.

Using this trick in the fairy world, Yang Yibu felt that its power and lethality were not ideal, so Yang Yibu had to calm down and comprehend his own avenue.

A hundred years later, Yang Yibu, who had closed his eyes tightly in the castle, opened his eyes, and there were golden lights flashing in Yang Yibu's eyes.

"It's time to go out and have a look" Yang Yibu stood up, put the castle into the dantian, and then rose from the ground with a roar.

Outside a small city hundreds of thousands of miles away from the ruins of the Heavenly Court, Yang Yibu fell from the sky and walked leisurely towards the city gate.

There were eight guards standing at the gate of the city, but they looked at Yang Yibu who was walking leisurely as if they didn't see it, and let Yang Yib enter the city without stepping forward to interrogate.

The eight soldiers defending the city did not only do this to Yang Yibu, but also did not stop or interrogate the other mortals and monks who entered the city, as if their duty was really just to guard the door.

Walking leisurely on the crowded streets, Yang Yibu is like a curious baby, looking east and west from time to time.