I saw Zi Aofeng wave his hand, and a light curtain appeared in the air in front of him.

Immediately after, the entire light curtain trembled, and an unfamiliar map appeared.

The scope of this map is much larger than that of the map of China, and it is magnificent and boundless.

On the map, there are countless large and small ancient martial arts forces, countless, each of which has its own territory, all of which dominate one side like a hegemon.

Among them, the second-rate forces, quasi-first-class forces, are equivalent to princes, dominate one side, and support their own troops.

Those first-class forces, thousand-year-old families, are like kings, fiefdom and territory, countless territories, surrounded by all directions, eagles and wolves.

And the most striking thing is that the power in the center of the entire map, I don't know why, I can't see its name, and I can't see the specific scope of its territory.

It can only be affirmed that it is the largest and most territorial of the countless forces.

It is like an emperor, standing firmly in the center, looking at all directions, suppressing the heroes, and being the only one!

This is the general pattern of the ancient martial arts world now.

In addition to these, on the map, there are countless hidden ancient martial arts cities, ancient cities that have stood for thousands of years.

These occupy about half of the entire ancient martial world, and the other half are secret places, unexplored Jedi.

There are even a few places marked with special signs, which are forbidden places in the ancient martial realm, and even high-level quasi-saints dare not enter.

The most surprising thing is that in one of the forbidden places, it is written that there may be a saint hiding, which is extremely mysterious.

"This is the map of the ancient martial arts world, the real world. ”

Looking at the magnificent ancient martial arts world, even Zi Aofeng was infinitely emotional.

Although their Purple Saint Palace is a top-level quasi-first-class force, and they can be regarded as a prince of one party, but in the entire ancient martial arts world, it is nothing, and it can be described as a drop in the ocean.

There are hundreds of forces like them, let alone those first-class forces like kings, thousand-year-old families.

At this moment, looking at this map, even Chu Fan was a little emotional, it turned out that the ancient martial arts realm was far bigger than he believed, and it was even more magnificent.

The range of the ancient martial arts realm that Chu Fan has come into contact with now is probably less than one percent.

These things are something that ordinary people can't believe in their lives, and they won't even dream of it.

"This is the real Ancient Martial Realm, and we are all one of the inconspicuous dusts. ”

Pointing to the map, Zi Aofeng said to Chu Fan.

"Although you are the first person in the martial arts world, what Jinling, the overlord of Hong Kong Island, but just like that piece of paper, it will shatter when you touch it. ”

Zi Aofeng shook his head.

"Even if you can force the Mo family to surrender now, but in the entire ancient martial arts world, what is the Mo family, just a little ant. ”

"Although my Purple Saint Palace is nothing, no matter how you say it, you are also a prince, and if you want to marry my daughter, you are not qualified!"

Suddenly, Zi Aofeng changed his words and said to Chu Fan coldly.

"What about Wan Jun?"

Looking at Zi Aofeng, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of Chu Fan's mouth, and he asked curiously.

"Wan Jun?"

"He is not qualified for the time being, if he wants to marry my daughter, he must be the only heir of the quasi-first-class forces, and he will definitely become the controller of the quasi-first-class forces in the future. ”

"Although Wan Jun is the young master of Vientiane Mansion, he is not the only one, when he becomes the only one, he is qualified. ”

Zi Aofeng thought for a while and replied to Chu Fan.

Of course, there was another important reason why he did this, and that was the civil strife in the Purple Saint Palace.

Chu Fan is an outsider, so Zi Aofeng naturally will not tell Chu Fan the secrets of the Purple Holy Palace like the "upright" Zi Feiyu.

"Your talent is better than Wan Jun, but there is no big force behind it, no matter how hard you work, in this complex environment, your achievements are limited after all. ”

"His future achievements may not even be as good as Wan Jun, no matter what, he is the son of the lord of Vientiane Mansion. ”

Zi Aofeng sighed in his heart.

In this environment, although it depends on talent, background is more important!

"If you want, I can give you a chance to join my Purple Saint Palace, with the help of my Purple Saint Palace, your future achievements will definitely surpass the present. ”

Suddenly, Zi Aofeng changed his words and actually wanted to pull Chu Fan into the Purple Saint Palace.

After all, Chu Fan's cultivation qualifications are obvious to all, and Zi Aofeng wants to promote Chu Fan.

I have no background, and it has been extremely difficult to grow up to the present.

"Of course, if you want to marry my daughter, you are still not qualified. ”

There is no chance to become the controller of a quasi-first-class force, and even if Chu Fan joins the Purple Saint Palace, he does not have that qualification.

"Really?"

Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Chu Fan's mouth was even worse.

With a flick of Chu Fan's sleeve, a wave of white qi gushed out, directly shattering the map of the Ancient Martial Realm in front of him.

"In my eyes, the Ancient Martial Realm is nothing?"

"One day, the entire Ancient Martial Arts Realm will surrender at my feet!"

Standing proudly, Chu Fan is like an emperor, ruling the world, suppressing the first generation, being the only one for me, domineering and unparalleled!

"Huh. ”

Hearing Chu Fan's words, Zi Aofeng sneered.

"Young people, ambitious, have no problem wanting to make a difference. ”

"But sometimes, it's not okay to be too arrogant, you know, even if a saint is alive, he doesn't dare to say that he dominates the ancient martial arts world. ”

Zi Aofeng's impression of Chu Fan in his heart has another "arrogance".

With that, the purple proud wind blew away.

If Chu Fan promised himself just now that he would join the Purple Saint Palace, if he was really extraordinary in the future, it would be okay to marry his daughter to him.

It's a pity that Chu Fan gave up this opportunity himself, so he can't blame him.

Standing proudly with his hands in his hands, looking at the back of Zi Aofeng in the distance, Chu Fan whispered:

"Although the Ancient Martial Realm is huge, it is not worth mentioning at all compared to the vast starry sky. ”

Since Chu Fan can become the strongest overlord in the starry sky, why not let the entire ancient martial arts world surrender under his feet?

......

was about to go to the study, but halfway through, Zi Aofeng was stopped by an elder of the Purple Saint Palace.

The elder whispered a few words in Zi Aofeng's ear.

In an instant, Zi Aofeng was furious and ordered:

"Immediately gather the masters of my Purple Saint Palace and prepare to fight. ”

With that, Zi Aofeng came to the study.

"Nephew Wanxian, something has happened, you go back first. ”

Zi Aofeng said to Wan Jun.

"What happened to Uncle Zi?"

Looking at the angry Zi Aofeng, Wan Jun asked in great surprise.

Hearing this, Zi Aofeng was entangled.

"It's the fault of the order, and you shouldn't ask too much. ”

Wan Jun sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly said.

"No, it doesn't hurt to tell Wan Xian's nephew, our people from the Purple Saint Palace, on the outskirts of Yanjing, found a place where people from the island country gathered, with several demi-saints sitting in the town, I think it should be for the cave of the King of Yinpeng. ”

After thinking for a while, Zi Aofeng spoke angrily.