This is especially true in Nanping Prefecture.

In the past, Nanping, a fetus Tibetan realm, was a top master, and could be ranked in the top ten or even the top five in a state!

After all, in the original Nanping Prefecture, there were also warriors from the Nanping Sheng family and Tianyunmen who were in the Tibetan realm, and the total number was no more than one palm. Outside of these two forces, the number of martial artists in the Tibetan Realm of Scattered Cultivation is uncertain. But in the most cases, it is also no more than a palm.

Times have changed.

Today, Shinto has descended, the aura has been revived and spewed, the martial arts have benefited, and the strong have emerged.

Looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, the masters of the Star Realm who could be called the 'Great Grandmaster' in the past have emerged in an endless stream, not to mention the martial artists of the Fetal Tibetan Realm. In Nanping Prefecture, the martial artists of the Tibetan Realm have long exceeded the one hundred mark.

Even in the White Feather View, the younger generation such as Han Wuming, Wei Mingshan, and Zhang Zhaofeng also broke through the realm one after another and became martial artists in the Tibetan realm. Including the three of them, there are now as many as eleven people in the White Feather Realm!

Even so, in the entire Nanping Prefecture, he did not dare to call it the first.

The masters of Tianyunmen and Nanping Sheng's family, which have a deeper background, are far from being comparable to Bai Yuguan.

It's just that whether it is Tianyunmen or the Nanping Sheng family, they must be respectful and courteous to Bai Yuguan! Most of the disciples of Bai Yuguan who walk in Nanping, and even other states and counties, are treated in the same way.

Clear-eyed people and Bai Yuguan themselves know that this is because Han Wujian was born in Baiyuguan, and his parents, brothers, friends, and even former childhood sweethearts are all in Baiyuguan.

It's so intimate.

provoked Bai Yuguan, and if he couldn't say anything, he would provoke this Nanping City God's Mansion.

Han Wujian is in the Shinto, and his status is only below that of Qingxi Divine Monarch. The power and strength are unimaginable.

Therefore, the white feather view is as stable as Mount Tai!

Han Wuming is not only a disciple of Bai Yuguan, but also a brother of Han Wujian. Such a huge aura shrouded his head, if Han Wuming had a domineering personality, perhaps the entire Nanping Prefecture would suffer.

Fortunately.

Han Wuming is not only not arrogant, but he doesn't like this aura.

In terms of action, he didn't come to see Han Wujian once in a few years. Most of the time, he walked outside Nanping Prefecture and practiced, so as not to meet the warriors of Nanping Prefecture, who were held respectfully and even flatteringly, so that he could respond.

This kind of deliberate avoidance of suspicion, although Han Wujian can understand it, he is even very pleased.

But she and Han Wuming are sisters and brothers after all, and they have a deep relationship. This brother hasn't come to look for her once in several years, so how can Han Wujian have no emotions?

Han Wuming was helpless, so he had to pretend that he couldn't hear the deep meaning, and said stubbornly, "In the Tumeng Mountain in Songxi County, there is a strange recovery, and several masters of the Fetal Tibetan Realm have fallen one after another. Senior Brother Zhang went to investigate, but he was also deeply trapped in it, and his life and death were unknown. ”

Senior Brother Zhang, naturally it is Zhang Zhaofeng of Bai Yuguan.

Zhang Zhaofeng is nameless in Han, and he is a master in the womb Tibetan realm. Even he fell into it, and the weirdness of Mount Tumun is by no means easy to get along with!

"Zhang Zhaofeng. ”

"Mount Tumon!"

Han Wujian still has some little daughter posture, and Han Wuming is angry. When I heard it at this moment, I sat down in an instant.

The love-hate entanglement between her and Zhang Zhaofeng has long since faded away with the passage of time and changes in the world. Now in remembrance, there is only endless emotion.

But Mount Tumun is not trivial.

Han Wujian knew that as early as before he entered the command of Lin Zhao, Tumeng Mountain was already quite famous. Inside and outside Songxi County, it is said that there are strange existences in Tumeng Mountain.

Twenty years ago.

Lin Zhao's promotion to Songxi County Chenghuang attracted a large number of strong people from all directions of the Ming Dynasty, including the dead wood monks of the Great Chan Temple.

When the Deadwood Monk passed through Tumeng Mountain, he used his martial arts magic power to hit Tumeng Mountain strangely and hard. He once said that Tumeng Mountain is weird and cannot be found for a hundred years. It has only been twenty years since I realized that the strangeness of Mount Tumun has reappeared in the world.

"Songxi County, Chenghuang Ji, Sanjiang, Tumeng Mountain, and the mountain god Banhu are leading the troops. ”

"No wonder the Tumon affair never happened. ”

Han Wujian pondered for a moment and said, "You go with me to Tumeng Mountain." ”

Han Wuming was overjoyed when he heard this, and before he could speak, the sky swirled. I don't know how many times I bumped into it, but I felt pain all over my body. Even if it is a martial artist of the Womb Realm, it is difficult to stabilize his body.

Fortunately, it was only for a moment.

After a while, the sense of space displacement disappeared, and Han Wuming saw the light of day again.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a mountain 1,800 zhang high, like a fierce tiger and a lion, crawling in the mist. When you look at it, it looks like a beast with its mouth open, terrifying!

This is Mount Tumon!

Shinto expands, aura erupts, and heaven and earth change.

Like other mountains, Mount Tumun is becoming more and more tall and majestic. Among them, the aura is even more intense, and in the Tumeng Mountain, where many elixirs are grown, many high-quality scarce elixirs have frequently appeared in recent years, and the warriors of the rivers and lakes have entered it one after another to search for elixirs.

Twenty years have been peaceful, but in recent days, they have suffered a catastrophe.

"Mount Tumon!"

Han Wuming was stunned.

Nanpingzhou City was two thousand miles away from Tumeng Mountain, and he and Han Wujian had arrived in an instant. This kind of supernatural power is too appalling!

Han Wuming was shocked, and even forgot that his sister could play tricks on him, and turned his head to look at Han Wujian beside him, but saw Han Wujian's face was serious, staring at Tumeng Mountain without saying a word.

"Sister, how is it?"

Han Wuming's heart was stunned, and he couldn't help but ask.

Han Wujian pursed his lips and said, "Twenty years ago, there was a strange place in the Tumeng Mountain, and even the deadwood monk of the Great Chan Temple in the early stage of the Star Realm could severely damage it, and his strength was at most in the early stage of the Star Realm. ”

"It's just now—"

Han Wujian twisted his eyebrows.

"How is it now?" Han Wuming's face tightened, and he even asked.

"Now the mountains of Tumeng Mountain are high, the aura is rich, and the elixir is everywhere. This Tumeng Mountain is weird, not only did he recover from his injuries eighty years ahead of schedule and reborn, but his strength is even more incomparable, I am afraid that he has reached the peak level of the Star Realm, and even the level of the Fire Tribulation Realm is still unknown!"

Han Wujian's face was serious.

With her current strength, standing in front of Mount Tumeng, she actually felt a hint of danger.

Mount Tumun is weird and by no means simple.

"What?!"

"Fire Tribulation Realm!?"

Han Wuming's eyes widened.

Above the Martial Dao Star Realm, it is not a secret in the rivers and lakes at this time to enter the Robbery Realm. And the Fire Tribulation Realm is the first small realm in the Tribulation Realm.

This kind of existence is by no means comparable to the martial artists of the Star Realm.

Han Wujian is the king of the Chenghuang Mansion, sitting in a state, and he is powerful and powerful, but his six-grade god position is only equivalent to this level!

Little Tumon Mountain, is it so weird?!

Han Wujian didn't make a rash move, just stood in front of Mount Tumeng and looked at it. In the Tumun Mountains, the fog that has not been out for 20 years is shrouded again, which makes it difficult to see. Even if Han Wujian opened the Golden Eye of the City God, he could only see it hazy.

"Songxi City God's plan for three rivers!"

"The god of Tumun Mountain!"

"Hurry up!"

With a wave of Han Wujian's big hand, his divine power surged, and a decree was struck, shooting into the void and leaving.