Li Muran was swept by the breeze and flew out more than a thousand miles quickly with Luo Zhenren and others.

There were many high-level demon birds appearing in the nearby air, but these demon birds could not catch up with the speed of Luo Zhenren and others.

Even if those demon birds chased after them, they would not dare to get close. With the strength of those who are in the true body stage, killing these sixth-level and seventh-level demon birds may only be able to move a few fingers.

Li Muran was secretly shocked. This sky outside the sky is not an ordinary place. There may be invisible space cracks everywhere in the sky, with dangers everywhere, flying so fast. If you happen to hit the space crack, wouldn’t you die in vain?

But soon, Li Muran found that his worries were only unnecessary. Every time his Ying Kongling made a sound, he would change direction by himself while rolling his breeze, and he would quickly bypass a distance to avoid the invisible space cracks.

It is obvious that although the invisible space crack is extremely difficult to detect in the eyes of Li Muran and others, in the eyes of Luo Zhenren and others, it can be easily discovered and easily dodged. Therefore, although they flew very fast, they would not hit the space crack. Moreover, with these means of existence, even if they hit the space crack, they would probably have a way to resolve it.

After a while, Li Muran followed Luo Zhenren to a valley surrounded by clouds and mist. When Li Muran saw the thick clouds and mist rolling in the valley and the faint light of inspiration that appeared from time to time, he suddenly felt a trembling heart.

"Hey, it turns out to be this valley." Li Muran was secretly shocked: "The last time I came to Tianwaitian, there were masters in this valley who were in charge of the Dharma-Photo Master. It seemed that they were setting up some formations, so they did not allow idle people to approach. Could it be that since then, the orcs and demons have already begun to arrange the six-path reincarnation formation?

"Haha, Master Luo is indeed here." A slightly old but full of energy came from the valley. After a while, two figures flew out of the valley one after another and stopped in front of Master Luo and others.

Li Muran glanced at the person who came and his face changed slightly.

The two people who came here should be all wetwolf cultivators in terms of breath. Although the old man was completely human, Li Muran could sense his aura very familiar. He must have an extremely deep werewolf bloodline, and his cultivation was unfathomable. He was probably the rumored wetwolf elder - also an existence in the real body stage.

Although the orcs and demons are called the level of the Dharma Status and below, the level of the fifth and sixth level is the same as the human race, and they are divided by the early, middle and late stage realms. After all, even when they reach the true body stage, even if they reach the peak of the most important realm of immortal cultivation, the true realm, they have already left the false and true realm and cultivated the true body. At this time, there is no essential difference between the human cultivators, demon cultivators, and orc cultivators, but their talent skills are slightly different.

Behind the werewolf ancestor, there was a young werewolf. Like Li Muran, he was equivalent to the sixth-level cultivation level in the late stage of Shenyou. Moreover, Li Muran happened to recognize this person

"Cang Wuhen, he actually came," Li Muran said in his heart. Cang Wuhen was the second holy son of the Cangfeng tribe back then. At that time, he had both level five cultivation, but he eventually became one of the ten saints of the werewolf. When he received the sacrificial inheritance of the blood of the werewolf ancestors, Cang Wuhen directly broke through the bottleneck on the spot and advanced to a sixth werewolf.

Cang Wuhen obviously recognized Li Muran. He was silent, but he couldn't help but open his eyes wide and was stunned for a moment, but then he lowered his eyelids and stayed behind the werewolf ancestor.

When the werewolf ancestor saw Li Mu, he was also very surprised. His eyes flashed and he looked at Li Muran up and down a few times.

After being swept away by the werewolf ancestor, Li Muran suddenly felt an invisible chill covering his whole body, as if he wanted to see through himself inside and out, as if he could not even hide the secret in his heart.

Li Muran was shocked and hurriedly used the exercises to calm down, and tried to keep calm. After he did not use the exercises, he immediately turned red when he resisted the old man's gaze.

"Old wolf, why bother to make things difficult for a junior disciple who I have not seen for many years?" Luo Zhenren smiled slightly, waved his hand and waved it casually.

With this wave, Li Muran suddenly felt that the invisible pressure on his body suddenly decreased and slowly returned to normal.

"This kid is obviously a junior of my werewolf tribe, so why did he become a disciple of Luo Zhenren?" Lao Lang said with a frown.

"Haha, why not?" Luo Zhenren laughed and said, "I have a fate with this kid, so I accept him as my disciple. He is willing to follow me. Is it my love that I have to accept a disciple? Is it necessary to obtain your old wolf's consent?"

"Hmph" The Werewolf Ancestor snorted coldly and said, "It would be fine if he was an ordinary weewolf junior, but this kid clearly has the breath of the blood of the ancestors of his clan. He should be one of the inherited saints of his clan. His status is also very important in the clan leader, so I have to ask a few more questions."

Speaking of this, he turned around and asked Cang Wuhen behind him, "You are also one of the inheritance holy sons. Judging from your age, you should be the group of inheritance holy sons from twenty years ago. Do you recognize this person?"

Cang Wuhen nodded and said, "Report to the ancestor, my younger generation confirmed that he got this son. His surname is Li. He was one of the inherited saints. But shortly after the Ancestors' Hall, a fire suddenly broke out in Beicang City, and this fellow Taoist Li disappeared in the fire and there has been no news since then."

Luo Zhenren was slightly stunned when he heard this. He secretly sent a message to Li Muran: "Good boy, it turns out that your surname is Li, not Mu Shutt. You are very powerful. I should have thought of your extraordinary origin, but I didn't expect that you are the inheritance of the werewolf clan."

After hearing Cang Wuhen’s statement, the werewolf ancestor questioned Li Muran with a positive expression: “Since he is the inherited saint of his clan, he should be loyal to his clan. Why did you betray your clan and leave without permission? Have you forgotten the blood oath you made when you accepted the blood of your ancestors?”

Luo Zhenren laughed and mediated: "Don't worry, old wolf, listen to Li Xiaoyou's detailed reasons. He has an extremely high status inheritance saint son who is not good, but he wants to be a casual cultivator. Of course, there is a reason for Li Xiaoyou. But you say it's okay, I will uphold justice for you."

"Yes," Li Muran agreed respectfully and explained: "Although I am a saint of inheritance, I am only from a small tribe. I offended a young man from the Feitian tribe and had no choice but to kill him. I was worried that I would be targeted by elders such as the Feitian tribe's clan leader, so I had to travel and take refuge. For twenty years, I have not made any betrayal actions that are unfavorable to the werewolf."

"Is this really the case?" The werewolf ancestor frowned and looked at Cang Wuhen, but the latter nodded slightly. Obviously, Cang Wuhen had heard of this statement.

After all, this matter was a bit troubling for a while, and the disappearance of the Holy Son of the Heritage was not a trivial matter, so Cang Wuhen naturally heard about it.

"Haha, it turns out that it was some open and secret struggles within the nobles, and it is no wonder that Li Xiaoyou. No matter what Li Xiaoyou's previous background, Li Xiaoyou's identity is my husband's disciple. I brought him here. I also asked Lao Lang to put the trivial matters of the werewolf tribe aside for the time being." Luo Zhenren said lightly. Although he was not stern, his tone was very firm and could not be discussed.

The Werewolf Ancestor nodded and said nothing more.

At this time, Luo Zhenren sent a message to Li Muran: "Boy, no matter how you come from, it is not worth mentioning in front of me. I don't care about the grudge between you and the werewolf. If you want to save your life this time, you must obey my instructions. How dare you collude with the old wolf secretly and harm the interests of me? I will definitely not spare you even if this old wolf comes forward, I will not be able to protect you."

Obviously, Luo Zhenren was a little worried that Li Muran would secretly obey the instructions of the werewolf ancestor. He thought Li Muran was just a werewolf cultivator, but he did not expect that he was the inheritance holy son and had a prominent position, so he had to give a few more words.

Li Muran nodded slightly, agreed, then looked at his nose and his heart, and stood honestly behind Luo Zhenren.

At this moment, another figure flew out from the valley below. Before the person arrived, the voice arrived first:

"Haha, I have heard of Luo Zhenren's name for a long time. It is a blessing to have a great visit today."

When Li Muran heard this sound, his whole body suddenly shook. He couldn't help but raise his head, and looked forward with wide eyes wide open. There was a look of expectation and surprise in his eyes.

Amid the sound of words, a fairy covered in white veil fell in front of everyone, and her cultivation was also unfathomable.

"What is this fairy?" Luo Zhenren was stunned and said in surprise: "If I hadn't missed the truth, there was no demonic aura of the orcs or demons in the fairy's aura. Could it be that a fellow Taoist from the human race?"

The middle-aged monk from the demon clan said with a smile: "Master Luo is indeed well-known and has a great eye for wisdom. This fairy Qianhuan is indeed a human cultivator. This time, with the help of Fairy Qianhuan, we have a great chance to complete the big thing; otherwise, even with the help of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Formation, we will only be half sure."

"Fairy Qianhuan?" Luo Zhenren was slightly stunned and said suspiciously: "As far as I know, the ancient land we are in is a relatively independent continent and does not border the human world of immortal cultivation. Even if the real body exists in the human race, they know very little about the ancient land. It seems that only the high-level monks from several super sects of the Middle Earth Power know the information about the ancient land. I wonder which sect the fairy came from?"
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