There was no wind in the dark red swamp, and it seemed that even the wind was frozen by strange gravity. However, at this moment, a strong wind that seemed to come from the distant sky swept over without taking away any yellow sand.

Yang Tianxing looked quietly. He knew that the person who came was definitely a master. He could form a strong wind in a place with such powerful gravity as the Dark Red Swamp, but he was also very surprised that why would anyone come to this place where birds do not shit? Is it because of the mysterious thing deep underground?

Invisible barrier, Lan Xiang gently held Xiang's cheek and looked ahead with an unnaturally expression. Buhada stared at her with a smile, making her both ashamed and angry. Indra is definitely a qualified God Guard. He bent slightly, tightened his muscles all over his body, and his eyes were filled with cold light. The guard habit he developed over the years made him very sensitive to the surrounding winds and movements. He was the second person after Yang Tianxing to discover the fluctuations of his true energy.

"Sir, the strength of the visitor seems to be very high." Indra said without squinting his eyes, and the corner of his eyes glanced slightly at Yang Tianxing.

"I know." Yang Tianxing nodded and said in confusion: "Strange, a person with such a strong strength should not be from the mortal world. Since he comes from other worlds, he must have some plans. Let's wait and see." He thought to himself: "No matter what you come here for, I'm walking in my sunny way, you pass your single-plank bridge."

Another strong wind swept by, and this time a white cloud floated from the sky. A tall man in white stood proudly on the clouds, his clothes fluttering, like a legendary immortal figure.

Yang Tianxing's pupils shrank slightly, and a spiritual sense was released and quietly stretched towards the man in white. The man in white seemed to have not noticed it at all. He still pressed the cloud head and flew over like a teleportation array. He was about to hit the teleportation array, and suddenly flew down from the cloud, landed less than one meter away from the teleportation array, gathered divine light and looked around. The white cloud on his head instantly turned into a shadowless and disappeared without a trace.

"It should be here, haha, I didn't expect that I, Yulin Zhenjun, were the only one here. Those old ghosts seemed to have not received any news yet." The man in white looked at the dark red ground and showed a smug smile.

Yang Tianxing was surprised, "Yulin True Lord? Isn't that one of the eight true lords of the fairy world? Oh my God, if he doesn't stay in the fairy world and be his Xiaoyao True Lord, why did he go to this ghost place to do? Fortunately, this guy's strength has not reached the god level yet, otherwise I would have been discovered by him at this moment."

Yang Tianxing breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the man in white. He saw that the man who claimed to be the True Lord of Yulin was a seven-foot-high man with thick black hair flying behind his head, a square face, a wide nose, thick lips, a bright look between his eyebrows, and his arms were extremely long, and he was slung down to his knees.

"Sir, this guy claims to be the True Lord Yulin. Could it be that he is from the Immortal World?" Di Shitian turned his head in surprise and looked at Yang Tianxing and said in a low voice.

Yang Tianxing nodded, and Buhada next to him said, "This guy is very strong and is qualified to compete with me, Lao Bu, but he is still no match for me." Buhada looked disdainful.

Lan Xiang scraped Xiao Yao's nose and said disdainfully: "You know bragging. He is the true lord of the fairy world and a famous big shot. Who are you?"

When Buhada saw that Lan Xiang was finally willing to pay attention to him, his happy soul flew away, and he couldn't care about the ridicule in Lan Xiang's words. He smiled and said, "Xiang Xiang, you are finally willing to talk to me."

Lan Xiang glared at her beautiful eyes and deliberately turned her head away from looking at him.

Yang Tianxing smiled. He had already become accustomed to the verbal dispute between Buhada and Lanxiang.

"Sir, has he walked towards us?" Indra Shitian suddenly pulled Yang Tianxing's sleeve, looking a little panicked.

Yang Tianxing turned his head and saw that Yu Lin Zhenjun was carrying one hand on his back, holding a white whisk in his other hand and smiling and said, "Don't worry, with his strength, he can't see through the invisible barrier. Let's just wait and see."

Indra nodded, showing a look of shame. He saw that the man in white was much stronger than him, so he was a little nervous.

The man in white looked at the teleportation array with a little excited expression. He murmured: "I have been waiting for this day for five hundred years. Xuanwu, you can't steal me after all. The grudge between you and me must be settled with blood." A few sad expressions appeared on his face, and his teeth clattered, and a evil spirit actually penetrated his body.

Yang Tianxing was slightly stunned and was very surprised: "Xuanwu? Could it be that Xuanwu True Lord? Yulin True Lord and Xuanwu True Lord are both important officials in the fairy world. I didn't expect that there would be such a big grudge. Could it be that the fairy world is really like what Sister Liu said?" His curiosity about the fairy world became increasingly greater, and he was calm and calm at the moment.

A trace of viciousness flashed in the eyes of the man in white, and his expression was very excited. Suddenly, the whisk in his hand raised, and thousands of white light shot out from the silk thread of the whisk. In a blink of an eye, it turned into thousands of poisonous snakes in the air, making a squirting sound, and suddenly penetrated into the ground. In the midst of the dust, countless large holes several meters wide appeared on the hard ground, and white smoke slowly flew out from the entrance.

"Xuanwu, if you hadn't practiced Ziyanglu and were brothers with the Immortal Emperor, how could it be your turn to be the leader of the Eight True Lords? The deep hatred of killing my two disciples, I, the True Lord of Yulin, would have been returned a hundred times." The man in white smiled grimly, venting the resentment in his heart.

Yang Tianxing was stunned. If he hadn't added a little more true energy when setting up the invisible barrier just now, the barrier might have been broken at this time. He didn't want to fight this crazy person face to face. Although he didn't need to be afraid of that guy, he didn't want to mess with unnecessary trouble.

The man in white vented his anger and gradually calmed down. His ferocious state disappeared, and in a blink of an eye he turned into a fairy-like appearance. Yang Tianxing and others thought they were dazzled.

"It should be unearthed soon, haha, what a Heavenly Ghost Sphur, it is worthy of being a magic weapon. It actually contains such a heavy evil spirit. Within a radius of five hundred miles, it has become a veritable place of death. The dark red swamp, well, this name is very appropriate." The man in white smiled and said to himself, as if the artifact of the ages was ready to be obtained.

"Tiange Ji?" Yang Tianxing was shocked when he heard this and murmured: "Isn't that magical artifact that Tang Yan has been looking for? How could it appear in the mortal world? No wonder this place is so desolate, it turns out that there is a Tiange Ji buried underground."

"Senior, what is the Tiange Ji?" Lan Xiang was asked, looking at Yang Tianxing with a pair of beautiful eyes, her face full of confusion.

Buhada saw it and was anxious. He wanted to help Lanxiang answer this question, but he didn't know what the Tiange Ji was. He was anxious and jealous of Yang Tianxing, and his depressed expression was undoubtedly revealed.

Yang Tianxing looked solemn, looked at Lan Xiang and said, "Miss Lan, the Tiange Ji is a magical artifact used by the God of Light, and its power is extraordinary, so it is very dangerous here. The magical artifact may break out of the ground later. You must follow me and not act recklessly. Lao Bu!"

Buhada was startled and saw that it was Yang Tianxing asking, and said ignorantly: "What's the matter?"

Yang Tianxing smiled slightly: "When the artifact is unearthed later, you must protect Miss Lan and do not let her suffer any harm, otherwise I will ask you if I hear it?"

Although Buhada was a little unhappy, he saw Yang Tianxing’s expression and his words sternly after speaking, so he nodded and said to himself: “You still have to say this. Of course, I, Lao Bu, will protect Xiangxiang. Do you still have to protect you?”

"Sir." Indra Shitian suddenly swallowed his saliva, looked at Yang Tianxing and said in disbelief: "Did you confirm that the Tiange halberd buried underneath?"

Yang Tianxing was very surprised by his expression and nodded heavily.

Indra said with a sad expression: "That's bad."

Yang Tianxing and others looked at each other, all moved. Buhada said angrily: "Boy, don't exaggerate this. What's so great about Tiange Ji? I, Buhada, here, what are you afraid of?"

Indra seemed not to hear Buhada's words, and still looked frowning and frightened.

Yang Tianxing felt bad and asked hurriedly: "Shi Tian, ​​what's going on? Have you seen the Tiange Ji when you were in the Great Temple?"

Indra looked at Yang Tianxing and nodded slowly and said, "The Heavenly Ge Ji is a magical weapon, but it is definitely not the magical artifact of the God of Light. As far as I know, the Heavenly Ge Ji is a magical artifact of the Black Demon God, a magical artifact symbolizing terror, death and destruction."

As soon as this said, Yang Tianxing and Lan Xiang were shocked. Buhada, who was unknown, said as if nothing had happened: "The artifact is a magical weapon. There is no need to be so exaggerated. I, Lao Bu, also represents the great gods and ghosts of death and fear. Why is no one afraid of me?"

Indra and Lanxiang glared at Buhada, who shrank his head, but said toughly: "What do you think, what I'm talking about is-"

"Shut up!" Yang Tianxing interrupted coldly: "If you dare to say another word, I want you to look good."

Seeing Buhada drooping as if he had eaten a dead turtle, Yang Tianxing nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Indra and asked anxiously: "Shi Tian, ​​how many gods are there in this world?" He knew that Indra would definitely have a say in this regard than any of them, because Indra himself is the guard of the Temple of Light.

Indra looked at them in surprise and said naturally: "Two, one is the God of Light that symbolizes light, friendship, and holy, and the other is the God of Black Demon that represents death, fear and destruction. Why, you don't even know this?"

Yang Tianxing said angrily: "How do we know so much? You live in the Chaos Age. When we were born, the gods no longer existed."

Indra suddenly realized: "I almost forgot that the God of Light and the God of Black Demon were born before the formation of the Chaos Age. After they appeared, they had boundless magic power. There were no other creatures at that time. After the creatures appeared one after another, they became the masters of the world."

Yang Tianxing patted his shoulder sympathetically and comforted him: "Don't feel sorry for you. In today's world, it's great to have the strength of you. If you add the holy power, then you will be invincible in the world, haha."

When Indra knew that Yang Tianxing was comforting him, he smiled and felt a little better. In fact, the sharp decline in his strength was also a heavy blow to him. With his cultivation level of tens of thousands of years ago, he could be comparable to Yang Tianxing, but now he has fallen to the level of an ordinary immortal.

Buhada suddenly sneered: "I have heard some mentions from the Black Demon God, but that's all from ancient times. You still talk about it with so much interest, it's really a problem."

Yang Tianxing said funnyly: "Lao Bu, the Black Demon God is your boss of Jiutian. How dare you be so disrespectful to him?"

Buhada's face darkened and he said disdainfully: "Why should I respect him? The weakest in the nine heavens is our gods and ghosts."

Yang Tianxing was about to speak when he suddenly felt several different true energy fluctuations and quickly looked outside the barrier. He saw that there was a thin old man in a fiery red dragon robe in a fiery red hair bunch, his face, and his red nose. Anyway, everything was fiery red, and he looked like a burning flame. There were also several immortals standing next to the old Taoist Huo, who looked like the strength of the Star Lord. On the opposite side of the few people, the Zhenjun Yulin looked a little pale, but his eyes were angry and staring at the old Taoist Huo.

"Miss Lan, when did they come?" Yang Tianxing looked at Lan Xiang with a worried look. He had just talked with Indra, and it was not until now that he realized the arrival of several people. What made him most trouble was that the old Huo Dao actually had the strength of the god level.

Lan Xiang was staring at Lao Dao and the others in a daze. When she heard that Yan's delicate body trembled, she seemed to be very scared: "Senior, I don't know when they came. It seemed that they appeared just now." The little girl showed a look of fear.

At this time, Indra said, "Sir, it seems that they all came for the Tiange Ji."

Yang Tianxing nodded with a serious expression. Just as he was about to speak, Buhada shouted strangely: "Impossible, why would someone better than me, Lao Bu appear here? Boy, it seems that the person in the red robe is even better than you."

"What?" Indra Shitian looked at Buhada in disbelief, obviously not believing that Old Dao Huo also has divine strength.

Yang Tianxing smiled bitterly and said, "Shi Tian, ​​Lao Bu is right. Damn, this time I was in great trouble. I actually came to this ghost place and met a god. Alas." He regretted that he rushed to the ancient continent so impatiently, because Old Dao Huo looked at the place where they were invisible with a smile.

"Ah!" Lan Xiang also screamed, "What should I do?"

Buhada suddenly patted his chest and said confidently: "Xiangxiang, no one can hurt you with me, Lao Bu." His eyes flashed with evil light, and he looked murderous.

Lan Xiang gave him a blank look, lowered her head and stopped talking.

Yang Tianxing's thoughts were heard. He knew that his whereabouts had been exposed, but he was not very worried. He comforted him: "Don't worry, let's stay here to see what they can do to us?" He made up his mind that as long as Huo Laodao did not cause trouble for him, he would also happily sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight. Once Huo Laodao meddled with other people, he would hold Huo Laodao desperately and let others escape first.

At this time, the man who claimed to be the True Lord of Yulin spoke: "Xuanwu, I didn't expect you to be so despicable. The sky is cloudy and Puhua. As the True Lord of the Generation, you two are willing to take on the role of Xuanwu's dog legs. I, Yulin, are really ashamed of you." His words were full of resentment and disdain.

Yang Tianxing was shocked. Unexpectedly, the old Taoist Huo was the leader of the eight true kings of the immortal world, Xuanwu Zhenjun, the master of Ziyanglu. Two of the four people next to him were also True Lords. It seems that the other two are probably Xingjuns.

Just as he was thinking, a tall and thin man with a horoscope in Xuanwu's camp with a trespassing sarcastic look, "Mr. Yulin Zhenjun, don't be verbally polite. Look at it yourself, do you think you still have a chance to win?"

Yu Lin's face changed drastically, his eyes turned to the tall and thin man, and a terrifying cold light shot out, and he slowly said, "Who am I? It turns out to be Wumao Quanwu's Great Star Lord, Humph! You are worthy of talking to the original true Lord." He glared at Wumaoquan fiercely, looked at Xuanwu and sneered: "Xuanwu, you have brought even a useless person like Wumaoquan. It's really a good intention."

"Yulin, don't be obsessed with it. Brother Xuanwu is wise and wise. How can you compare to it? The position of the head of the eight true lords is that Brother Xuanwu." The person who spoke was an old man with a thin body like a bamboo pole, with broom eyes, triangular eyes, light eyebrows and a slim nose. He looked like a good person. Yang Tianxing knew that this person was the true lord of Taiyin in Yulin's mouth, because he saw a black Tai Chi pattern embroidered in the center of the old man's white robe.

Yu Lin's face twitched and he said angrily: "Taiyin, as one of the eight true lords of the fairy world, is in charge of the punishments of the fairy world. You should have been observing the truth and dealing with things fairly, but I didn't expect--I didn't expect you to be a traitor with the old Immortal Emperor, making the fairy world scattered and complained. You really don't deserve to be a true lord, or even an immortal."

Taiyin's expression changed rapidly and said to Xuanwu who had not spoken, "Brother Xuanwu, I am willing to fight Yulin." As he said that, he lifted his robe and prepared to cast his spell.

"Slow down!" Xuanwu reached out to stop him, glanced at Yang Tianxing and others' invisibility, and said slowly: "Brother, don't be anxious first. Brother Yulin, this time I met the Immortal Emperor's Dharma Order, come to welcome the magical artifact into the palace. As an important minister in the Immortal Realm, you should abide by the Immortal Emperor's will. Unexpectedly, you have placed the Immortal Realm Dharma Order invisible, and colluded with mortals and tried to rebel. What crime should you be guilty of?"

As soon as this said, everyone was stunned, only Yang Tianxing and others understood Xuanwu's meaning.

Yu Lin was stunned at first, then trembled all over: "Xuanwu, don't be slandered! As the true king of the Immortal Realm, I, Yu Lin, said that I am worthy of the heaven and earth, how could I rebel? But the Immortal Emperor lost all his conscience and wanted to unify the six realms, which made people panic and chilled, and was actually a tyrant for the ages."

Xuanwu sneered: "Yulin, you don't have to be full of morality. I ask you, if you are really open-minded and righteous, then why are you doing in this Dark Red Swamp? Isn't it to get a magical weapon?"

Yu Lin was stunned and then said angrily: "The hatred of killing disciples is irreconcilable. I am not your opponent. Only by obtaining the help of the magical artifact can you avenge this deep hatred and bloody hatred, and you will never have any greed. Besides, this magical artifact is extremely spiritual, and it is not something you can get. I am here to do my best. If I can't get it, I will never force it. I can only blame the treacherous ministers in the world for being in power and have no justice. I deserve my luck in Yu Lin."

Yang Tianxing nodded secretly when he heard this. It seemed that the True Lord Yulin was a hero. In comparison, the bullshit True Lord Xuanwu and others seemed much dirty.
Chapter completed!