The image of the old knife handle was completely unexpected by Lu Yan, in his imagination, the old knife handle should be a one-eyed old man with a gloomy face and scars on his face. But after really seeing it, Lu Yan knew that he was very wrong.

The old knife handle is a very young man, the white moire robe is spotless, the long black hair is tied up by a black hairband at will, and the smile on his face makes him look even more gentle, if there is no terrible scar, a strand of long hair in front of his forehead appears and disappears, he is definitely a beautiful man who can cause thousands of girls to scream, but the long scar is also an embellishment, which makes his handsome face have a trace of strange beauty.

Young, handsome, warm smile, horrible scars, and...... Strong strength, this is the old knife handle.

He is definitely a man with a story, otherwise he would never be alone in the depths of this burial god wasteland where birds don't, and all day long he is accompanied by the strong winds of the riot and the untold turbulence of space.

"It is said that he has been here for tens of thousands of years and has never left!" Xiaotian whispered.

Lu Yan couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, how strong the other party's heart and will should be, to be able to endure the endless loneliness and the invasion of the Void Illusion, and to be able to maintain a warm smile at all times.

The other party is definitely a powerful and incomparable person, and his combat power is by no means as simple as the realm he has expressed.

"I've seen my predecessors!" Lu Yan bowed his hand and bowed. After all, there are requests for others, and the other party is still invincible, so it is not wrong to be low-key.

"Don't be a senior, I'm a night white. You can also call me the old knife handle like everyone else. The old knife handle waved his hand, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes when he looked at Lu Yan.

You must know that this is the depths of the Burial God Wasteland, and the strong wind is mixed with space debris, even if an ordinary Earth Aspect Sevenfold Master comes here, he has to condense his battle armor to cover the body surface. Otherwise, you may be cut, and your body and soul may be hurt.

But Lu Yan actually walked like that, without the slightest divine power to protect his body, if it was good to be able to hear the crisp sound of tinkling, it would not surprise Ye Baiyi, because he had not seen a monk who was famous for his physical body, the key was that these strong winds blew on Lu Yan's body, and they were silent.

Ye Baiyi is so cultivated, his eyes are extremely vicious, and he immediately knows that the other party is using the strong wind of the riot to temper the skin film. Muscles, blood, muscles and bones, and elixirs.

I'm cultivating all the time, cultivating like crazy.

Of course, Ye Baiyi was just surprised, he had seen too many geniuses, unless it was a Heavenly Dao Realm cultivation, otherwise the general Earth Aspect Realm cultivation would be an ant to him. That's the reality and it's the truth.

After paying the fee, Xiaotian left after a few simple greetings, and Lu Yan was dressed in white at night

The two were taken to a small courtyard. After a few words, he left.

Compared to the outside, the small courtyard was simply a paradise, and the gentle divine aura was even stronger than Xiao Tian's residence.

They need to wait for fifty years before they can set off, and Lu Yan and Ye Qinglan are lucky. So far, there are nearly forty of them.

Of course, this does not mean that they will be able to set off anytime soon, and if they are unlucky, it is possible to wait a hundred and eighty years to get them together.

It's like the first monk to go to the Demon Realm. It's been more than 300 years since then.

It is forbidden to fight in the small courtyard, otherwise they will be thrown deeper into the Burial God Wasteland, almost ten deaths, but so far, no one has dared to violate this rule.

Of course, if you are outside, let the sky be dark when you kill, Ye Baiyi will not care, he will only watch the play, as long as he can return to the small courtyard after the number of people is gathered.

After learning about these situations, Lu Yan and Ye Qinglan didn't stay in the small courtyard for too long before continuing to walk deeper into the Burial God Wasteland, where there would be some earthly eightfold and nine-fold desolate beasts, but they were very rare, and Lu Yan and the others didn't have to worry about being targeted.

They temper their bodies and divine pills with strong winds day and night, and they also have to endure the invasion of the Void Illusion. The Void Illusion Realm here is not comparable to the Xuan Realm, and it can destroy people's souls at every turn.

In this way, the two of them either tempered their bodies or fought each other, and after forty years, their cultivation has made a qualitative leap. It seems that he has to go one step further and reach a new realm, and if Lu Yan kills the ghosts and ghosts now, he will never be so difficult again.

On this day, when Lu Yan and the others were deducing martial arts, suddenly a huge momentum locked them, and in front of this huge aura, they could hardly have the slightest power to resist.

"Let's go!" Without even thinking about it, the two of them fled immediately, and the speed was pushed to the extreme. It wasn't until near the small courtyard in the white clothes that the wild beast behind him stopped chasing, but it delivered a fatal blow.

A mouthful of blood spit out, and there was still a trace of horror in Lu Yan's eyes, and the other party's claw blasted in, mixing the strong wind within a radius of 100 zhang with space debris, condensing it into a fist, which immediately caused Lu Yan and the others to suffer a lot of damage, which almost touched the threshold of the realm.

The other party must be a desolate beast with a ninefold earthly phase, and he even began to touch the threshold of the Great Perfection.

At the same time as their hearts palpitated, Lu Yan and the others couldn't help but feel glad that they could escape for their lives under the hands of such a desolate beast, and it was enough to be proud to say it.

"Huh!" When they stepped into the small courtyard, they found that more than 40 people in the courtyard seemed to have made an appointment in advance, staring at them in unison, and some of them were even ready to move.

Lu Yan's heart couldn't help but suddenly, swept over everyone, and really saw an acquaintance. The city lord of Shiqiang City, the prince of the wind owl and the ancient seal, looked at him with a blazing gaze, like a hungry wolf seeing a sheep.

"Junior, obediently tell me the whereabouts of the ancient demon hide, spare you from death!" Someone secretly transmitted the sound, it was a great master of the ninefold earth, and the eyes of the yin owl were like poisonous snakes that chose people to devour, and he was staring at them, and he was uncomfortable.

Lu Yan just snorted coldly, didn't pay attention to him at all, and found a place to sit cross-legged on his own to recuperate from his injuries.

It seems that the Guqiang City Lord and the others have lost their patience and spread the news. You don't have to think about it to know that you must be talking about what kind of relationship you have with the Ancient Demon Treasure.

However, Lu Yan believes that no one will dare to make a move in this small courtyard, so it is the king to recover from his injuries as soon as possible at the moment, and the rest can only take one step at a time!

For the next period of time, almost everyone stared at him from time to time, for fear that he would escape, and Lu Yan didn't bother to ask.

Although he is now facing a group of vicious wolves who are eyeing him, if it is the most stupid thing to do to leave, I am afraid that many places in the divine realm will know this news, at least the monks around Guqiang City must have known, and leaving now must be besieged, at that time, there will be no way to go to heaven and no way to go down.

It can be said that the divine realm has no place for itself.

Relatively speaking, the Demon Realm is safe, after all, the people who know this news are only talking less, and even say that there are only nearly fifty people in this courtyard. (To be continued.) )