"Fortunately, we are well prepared this time. We carry the 'evil-killing gun' that kills spirits, so we are not afraid of those dead souls."

When Feng Yunlie spoke, he looked towards the center of the Wuchao ruins.

The earth there cracked, and an unfathomable ravine appeared. The fairy light rising into the sky emerged from the depths of the ravine.

The place was too bright and gorgeous, with steaming light and breathtaking immortal runes intertwined with it.

Feng Yunlie's eyes became hot, and he said: "I have a hunch that the inheritance jade certificate left by the founder of the Tianya Mountain sect must be among them!"

At this time, the old man in white clothes next to him suddenly reminded him, "Young Master, the people from the Galaxy God Sect are here."

In the distance in the void, a group of figures with terrifying auras came over.

The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a feathered coat and carrying a giant sword on his back.

His beard and hair are like a halberd, his eyes are like the sun and the moon, and every time he breathes in, he is like wind and thunder.

Rain transforms into life!

The Supreme Elder of the Galaxy God Sect, exists in the later stage of the Cave Realm.

An old antique who disappeared from the world a long time ago.

Now, he has arrived here with a group of realm kings from the Galaxy God Sect.

"Fellow Taoists of the Qingluan Spirit Clan, our swords have no eyes. When we compete for opportunities later, we will each rely on our own abilities!"

In the distance, Yuhuasheng opened his mouth, and the sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the countryside.

"OK."

Feng Yunlie laughed leisurely and looked at ease.

He didn't even bother to say anything more.

In a fight of chance, there is no need to be polite at all. The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. This has been the case in ancient and modern times.

Soon, Yu Huasheng led everyone around him to the other side of the Wuchao ruins.

Not long after, another group of ascetics came.

Those are a group of Realm King Realm beings from the ancient Yu clan.

As one of the eight realm king families in the starry sky, the ancient Yu clan may not be as rich as the Qingluan Spirit clan, but in terms of power, they are not willing to give in too much.

Among the powerful men dispatched by the Yu clan of the ancient clan this time, the leader was a handsome man in Confucian robes, holding a feather fan in his hand, looking elegant and elegant.

When they saw this person, both the strong men from the Qingluan Spirit Clan and the Xinghe Divine Sect frowned.

Yu Qingan!

In the past 30,000 years, the most dazzling king of the Dongyu Realm of the ancient Yu clan!

His seniority may not be high, but his record can be described as Xuanhe, which makes some people in the same situation fear him.

"Senior Yu said it is absolutely true, swords have no eyes, everyone depends on their ability."

Yu Qing'anlang smiled and said.

Yu Huasheng said expressionlessly: "I don't dare to be your Yu Qing'an's senior. In today's starry sky, who doesn't know that among your Yu clan, you, Yu Qing'an, are the most popular?"

Yu Qingan smiled and said hello to Feng Yunlie again.

Feng Yunlie nodded slightly and said nothing.

Not long after the strong men of the ancient Yu clan arrived, a violent roar suddenly occurred deep in the huge ravine.

Like gods and demons roaring, the sky and the earth are shaking.
Chapter completed!