"That younger generation had to break through the wall."

Looking at the white-haired old man who blocked his and others, Wang Quanwuye walked up to him and bowed slightly, and couldn't help but say.

As he said that, Wang Quanbaye pulled out the sword in his hand, put a sword flower on his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword towards the towering city wall.

"Interesting little baby!" The old man held the wine gourd and poured the inside into his mouth. He looked at Wang Quanwuye and the sword held by the other party with a smile. Unfortunately, the sword was wrapped in oil cloth paper and could not see the specific appearance.

"Do you know that the strongest practical power of the Yiqidao Alliance is all on the border, and my old man from Tianmen spent his whole life to train this city wall into my natal magic weapon." The old man from Tianmen murmured at the sword wrapped in tart paper in his hand of Wang Quanwuye.

"There is only a sword in this world that can split this wall!"

The old man from Tianmen has enough confidence in this city wall made by the Tianmen Curse that he has exhausted his lifelong efforts. With this city wall, no one or demon under the Nascent Soul can break the city wall. It is sturdy.

And in the old man's heart, if there is anything in this world that can split his own magic weapon, it is the Royal Sword of the Royal Family.

The King Quan Sword, known as the number one magic weapon of the Taoist sect, is powerful enough to break through its own city wall.

However, the old man from Tianmen tilted his head and stared at the unpretentious sword in Wang Quan's hand, and shook his head. The Wang Quan Sword is the supreme magic weapon of the Wang Quan family and has always been kept by the patriarch of the Wang Quan family. The most important thing is that the Wang Quan Sword has never left the aisle gate for thousands of years, and it is impossible for the other party to hold the Wang Quan Sword in his hand.

So, no one or Dharma waves in this world can split their own city walls.

Just as the old man from Tianmen was secretly venting his heart, Wang Quanbaye's body suddenly moved. Holding the tightly wrapped sword, a sword energy burst out from the sword.

For a moment, a long golden sword energy slashed towards the city wall, looking huge.

The golden sword energy slashed on the city wall, and the sky gate wall, which was still growing continuously, suddenly stopped growing.

A strong force suddenly burst out from the city wall, and the entire city wall shone brightly, as if to stop the attack of this sword energy.

Unfortunately, when facing the full blown attack of the royal power and hegemony, the city wall began to tremble constantly and suddenly whine.

Boom~

The center of this city wall was suddenly split into a long exit by the golden sword energy of the royal power and hegemony.

At this exit, a little golden light spot appeared around it, and then I saw that the city wall was beginning to be repaired quickly at the speed of the naked eye.

Unfortunately, the sword energy released just now contained the extremely domineering sword intent of the royal power. After the city wall was stained with this sword intent, it was constantly destroying the city wall.

So everyone saw a strange picture like this.

While repairing itself, the city wall was constantly destroyed by the contaminated sword intent of the royal power.

Rebirth and destruction finally reached a strange balance.

At this moment, the city wall returned to its calmness, but at the center of it, a crack was left with a wide gap.

"This is?"

The old man from Tianmen watched his natal magic weapon be broken, his face suddenly turned blue and purple, and finally his face was pale and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The natal magic weapon is connected to the master's life. The magic weapon is broken, and the old man from Tianmen, who is the master, also suffered considerable internal injuries.

Feeling that his magic weapon was damaged, the old man from Tianmen looked at the royal hegemony and the sword in his hand with disbelief.

"I didn't expect that today I actually saw the second sword that could split my magic weapon!"

The old man from Tianmen looked at Wang Quan and endured his internal injuries and murmured to himself.

On the side, Ye Xuan looked at the gap on the city wall in front of him and flew towards the exit first. The royal power and hegemony behind him and the people from his mask organization were also followed.

Just when Ye Xuan and his men flew to the gap in the city wall, several rays of light flew out of the underground city, and then several Taoist priests who looked quite young stopped Ye Xuan and his men.

"roll!"

Ye Xuan felt a little impatient about these guys who were trapped in a car with a mantis arm. He snorted coldly, and a powerful repulsive force burst out from his body and attacked the other party. Suddenly, the other party felt a powerful force squeezing towards him. His face changed, and finally he flew backwards like a piece of paper.

Ye Xuan burst out all his might, and all those who stood in front of him were bounced out by Ye Xuan.

However, Ye Xuan did not kill these people, at most he would only make the other party lose his combat power and fall to the ground.

Looking at the gap in front of him, when he thought that outside the city wall was outside the extremely mysterious circle, Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel his blood surged.

Ye Xuan was very interested in that circle!

Just when Ye Xuan brought the royal hegemony and others to the gap in the city wall, Ye Xuan suddenly paused and his face changed.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw a golden stick falling from the sky, and a huge stick sweeping towards Ye Xuan.

Feeling the huge power in the rod, Ye Xuan and the people in the mask organization reacted at the same time. Everyone retreated quickly and flew backwards towards the rear, and narrowly avoided the rod.

Looking at the stick, a hint of surprise flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes, but then Ye Xuan's eyes were all focused on one direction.

Where was a monkey with six ears on his head was slowly walking towards Ye Xuan with a stick.

"Ao Lai fog, flowers and fruits, Dinghai has a stick of thousands of demons.

Over the East China Sea, in the water curtain, the sky is more than Gaoxian bowed his waist."

Looking at Liu Er who was walking towards him, he kept saying in his mouth.

"Ao Lai Wu, Liu Er!"

Ye Xuan recognized the other party at first sight, from the mysterious Aolai Kingdom, who lived in seclusion overseas. The one in front of him should be the sister of the third young master of Aolai Kingdom and the second sister Liu'er Mihou!

"Hehe!" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Liu Er laughed, his eyes stared at Ye Xuan tightly, and he couldn't help but say: "It turns out that the Lord of the Times Pavilion also knows the name of my Aolai Country, and he actually knows me Liu Er!"

As he said that, Liu Er suddenly said to Ye Xuan again: "The Lord of the Pavilion is really easy to find!"

"I went to Tushan after leaving Aolai Country, but I didn't expect it to be a step late, but fortunately I caught up here in the end!"

Since these Liuer learned that a Suyue Pavilion appeared in the mainland, which specializes in selling lifespan, they rushed all the way from Aolai Country to meet the mysterious Suyue Pavilion owner.

On the other side, Ye Xuan looked at the other person with a serious face, especially when he saw the other person holding a stick in one hand and a peach in the other hand, he couldn't help but say:

"I don't know why you are here, do you want to block our way?"
Chapter completed!