"What is Chi Cheng, is he coming back? My brother can suppress him with one finger!"

Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps at the door, accompanied by a rather domineering voice.

A blonde man walked over, burly and handsome, this was the Tianjiao of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan.

A cold light flashed in Blast's eyes, the person who came was so rude and humiliated the sincerity, this has not happened for many years, even if they did not accept the ambush, they only said it in private, but this person dared to speak out in public.

When he saw that it was Tianjiao of the Golden-winged Dapeng Clan, his eyes became even colder, although he was a little surprised, but he was not afraid at all.

"Jin Wuxiao, you forcibly joined the famine, you have already offended the anger of the public, and your life will not be long. The murderous intent in Blast's eyes was undisguised.

Both are pure-blooded creatures, and they are both Tianjiao, and the families behind them are even comparable, so he is not afraid of the other party.

"Why, dare you threaten my clan?"

Suddenly, an old man appeared, with white hair and upside down, not very tall, but full of red light and full of energy.

Many people hurriedly shut up, because this old man was a saint of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan.

Zhu Yan, Bang Po and the others had gloomy faces and didn't say a word, no matter how small their origins were, but they also had to be in awe of the saints.

"You just stay here, and I'll go study with those old monsters. After the sage of the Golden-winged Dapeng Clan finished speaking, his figure flashed and left here.

Everyone was in an uproar, those saints were really in action, and they were discussing the big matter about the ruins of the True Phoenix Clan!

"Hmph, is he really strong, but does he still have a chance to step here?" Zhu Yan sneered.

"Whether you have a chance or not, but when you mention him, it's okay to make you scared!" Tianjiao of the Golden-winged Roc Clan laughed, very casually.

A large crowd was discussing the famine, but the Lord did not show up for a long time.

Now, let's take a look at where Ye Tian is and what he is doing.

After he left Qi You, he found that he was too tired from flying, and if he had rushed to the Luofeng Continent on his own, it would have ended long ago.

Therefore, he stopped and wandered around a place called the Lanshen Continent, trying to find a city and leave here with the help of the magic circle in it.

However, he wandered around for most of the day, and he didn't see a single big city, but there were quite a few small ones.

But he didn't enter, because although there are teleportation circles in these small cities, the teleportation distance is limited, and this kind of mage who can cross the continent still has to go to those big cities.

Ye Tian traveled all the way, and finally saw a desolate sect on a big mountain.

"Well, try your luck and see if this sect has a teleportation circle. Ye Tian sighed.

"Wanzhang Gate!"

In front of the mountain gate, there is a boulder, with these two words written on it, this gate is also ancient, and the bluestone steps are covered with moss.

It's really dilapidated enough, and it's even more declining than the Liuli Mansion.

Several palaces stood above, the only buildings that were there, but all of them were cracked, and they looked like they were about to collapse at any moment, and they could really be called "ancient".

Here, except for a sloppy middle-aged man and a teenager, there was no one else, and when Ye Tian came, the teenager was about to run away.

The sloppy middle-aged man looked quite handsome, his face was like a knife, but his beard was unkempt, his body exuded a sour smell, his hair was even more messy, and the clothes on his body looked like they hadn't been changed for hundreds of thousands of years.

Ye Tian explained his intention and asked if there was a teleportation circle that could cross the continent.

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up at that time, shouting, yes, absolutely, let alone across the continent, even across the border.

Ye Tian was speechless, he looked at such a sect and saw if there was still the glory of Nancheng, how dare he be so ashamed to say that he could cross the border?

It can be seen that if you want to cross the border, it will take a lot of essence and blood, even saints or even gods can't do it, it's too difficult.

"Young man, we can cross the continent here, but the cost is relatively huge, what are you going to take? The middle-aged man asked with a smile.

"Ten elixirs. Ye Tian said.

Although he has exhausted the medicine king, he still has a lot of elixir in his hands, and it is enough to think about it.

"As far as you're concerned, it's a little little, not enough to run once. The middle-aged man shook his head.

"Ten elixirs plus one combat skill. Ye Tian said.

"One price, one holy weapon!" said the middle-aged man.

Ye Tian was taken aback, he really dared to open his mouth, he dared to ask for a weapon of this level, he thought about it and said, "No, I don't have any on me." ”

"That's... A king's weapon, plus a combat skill. The middle-aged man said.

The young man next to him was ashamed, and he really felt that the master was unlucky, such a sect was actually bargaining with others.

"I don't have a single king's weapon on me, but there are more elixirs. Ye Tian's face was flushed.

He was telling the truth, except for the Thunder Hammer and the Reverse Dragon Scales, there were no other weapons in his hands, and these things could not be handed over under any circumstances.

The middle-aged man almost picked up when he heard this, but in the end, he took a step back and said, "That...... In this way, fifteen elixirs, plus two combat skills. ”

Ye Tian didn't say anything more, he really had a lot of combat skills in his hands, and he directly gave a kind of Red Thunder Fist and a kind of Ye Mansion's combat skills.

"It's okay, barely. The middle-aged man was satisfied, and then continued: "Let's go." ”

Walking through the bluestone staircase, they came to the other side of the sect, which was even more dilapidated.

The walls are ruined, the rubble is everywhere, and it is extremely desolate.

Suddenly, Ye Tian's pupils contracted, and in an inconspicuous place, he saw a black mountain, it was not very high, and it was even very ordinary.

But he was taken aback and deeply shocked, because it was too familiar, and his parents disappeared because of such a mountain.

It was the magic mountain in the depths of the Hundred Beast Mountain Range!

But there is still a little difference with that one, for example, it is more than half smaller than the other, but it is exactly the same, and there is a grimace made of black mist on the top of the peak.

How could Ye Tian forget, he could see it at a glance, it was too similar, his parents disappeared because of it, and there was a black mist on it.

"Senior, what is the origin of this mountain?" Ye Tian asked, his heart fluctuating.

"Ahh The middle-aged man waved his hand, as if he didn't want to stay too much on this topic, and accelerated his pace for a while.

Ye Tian was shocked, opened his fiery eyes, and wanted to see through the essence, but in an instant, he felt a stinging pain in his eyes, and blood and tears flowed out.

He saw that the magic mountain was disillusioned, looming in the void, and finally disappeared.