After saying these words, Sheng Tianxin couldn't help but smile and said: "You have arrived a long time ago, so why bother hiding aside?"
The two people's eyes faced each other, and there was a faint fire bursting out.
"Holy Heart..." The people standing beside Shi Zicheng looked at the young man in moon-white robes in front of them, and they were extremely wary.
Tianluo Realm, Shengyang Palace, Shengtian Heart.
This son can be said to be a proud man of heaven who is famous throughout the four small circles.
Fifty years ago, when the trial had just begun, this boy was already at the pinnacle of Taoism.
Now, I am afraid that I have reached the Taoist Heavenly Lord.
However, its aura has not been revealed, so they cannot tell its depth through these questions.
Although this Shengtianxin has extraordinary talents and powerful strength, their teacher Zi Cheng is also an extraordinary person.
As the genius of the Crazy Lion and Flying Dragon clan in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, Shi Zicheng has now opened up a Taoist mansion and truly entered the realm of the Taoist Heavenly Lord.
This kind of cultivation is enough to rank high in the entire four realms.
"How many Taoist houses have you gathered?"
Shi Zicheng looked at Sheng Tianxin and asked.
"And you?"
Sheng Tianxin did not answer the question.
"Try?"
"OK!"
Immediately, the two bodies soared into the air.
In the land of mountain ranges, thousands of feet high, the two figures were standing between the half-peaks of those high mountains, with Tao power rolling around their bodies.
Swish... In an instant, the two bodies collided together, and a swarm of Dao power rolled out like a river or ocean.
In an instant, everything within a radius of a hundred miles was enveloped by the powerful aura of the two people.
The roaring sound is endless.
The two Taoist Heavenly Lords were completely head-to-head.
After a cup of tea.
Two figures fell one after another.
The warriors from Shengyang Palace and Ten Thousand Demons Valley also stared at each other eagerly.
"Let's go!"
Shi Zicheng raised his hand, opened the crystal portal, and led everyone around him in.
Sheng Tianxin also smiled at this time, and led the warriors who followed him into it... The two of them were just having a tentative fight. The ancient ruins were right in front of them. Of course, the two of them would not fight to the death.
I just want to know what level the other party is at after entering the realm of Taoist Heavenly Lord.
No matter it was before or now.
The Taoist Heavenly Lord is the fifth highest realm of the Taoist Realm.
Reaching this realm is considered as entering the palace.
There is one more thing that can be seen.
In the old world of Qiankun, there was a disaster in the Yuan Dynasty, and there were wars everywhere. Only those who reached the level of the Taoist Heavenly Lord were eligible to participate in the war.
Even if it's just cannon fodder.
One after another, figures entered the ancient ruins and disappeared.
Within the heritage site.
Mu Yun, Xie Shushu, Long Xuanwu, Long Xuanmei and others gathered together.
This is a vast world.
The sky was dark and the earth seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.
At a glance, it seems endless.
Moreover, apart from the dozen or so people in their group, they did not see Nan Ruxue or Yu Nanfeng.
"Where have people gone?"
Long Xuanwu scratched his head and then said: "Ignore them, let's first see what the hell this place is."
Long Xuanwu looked at Mu Yun and said with a smile: "Brother Mu, you may not know much about the ancient ruins in the Qinghuang Mountains. They are all left by the strong men in the past. They are of all kinds and colors."
"There may be unexpected opportunities here, or there may be... nothing at all."
Mu Yun nodded.
At this time, more than a dozen people headed towards the vast land ahead.
About two or three days passed.
On the foggy land ahead, a piece of charred land appeared.
And on that scorched black land, there were broken walls and ruins everywhere, and there were even bones.
Seeing this scene, everyone stopped one after another.
Long Xuanwu walked in front and looked at a skeleton on the ground. He touched it lightly with his palm and the skeleton turned into dust and completely decayed.
"Alas..." Long Xuanwu stood up and sighed.
"This place should have been a battlefield during the prehistoric period, and it was dragged into this historic place."
"These skeletons may all be Taoist heavenly kings and Taoist kings..." The Yuan Dynasty disaster that year affected all ancient and powerful worlds, and the number of dead Taoist heavenly kings and figures is impossible to count...
"Everyone, be careful and see if there's anything weird."
At this moment, more than a dozen people dispersed.
On the charred ancient ground, there are countless dead pine tiles, gravel, and bones that break at the touch of a touch.
"Brother Xuanwu!"
A shout rang out.
A Long family warrior discovered several corpses hidden under a pile of ruins.
In these words, the corpse has long lost its flesh and blood, but its bones still have a faint light lingering around them.
After uncovering the ruins, several people gathered.
Long Xuanwu carefully examined the traces on the corpse and found several space rings. However, it took too long, and the space inside the space rings collapsed, and many things stored inside were scattered.
Some scrolls and source stones were turned into waste, and nothing could be seen.
But among them, there is a token with two words vaguely visible, engraved on it.
"Guhuang..." Long Xuanwu said in surprise: "This may be the ancestor of Guhuang Pavilion!"
Guhuang Pavilion?
Long Xuanwu continued: "The Guhuang Pavilion has existed since the prehistoric period. The first master of the Guhuang Pavilion was named Gu Chengye. He was a genuine emperor and was known as the Guhuang!"
"Back then, Guhuang Pavilion was also a gold-level force. However, in the disaster war of Yuan Dynasty, the emperors and kings died..." "The current Guhuang Pavilion is the descendant of Gu Chengye."
These things are also recorded in some ancient books from the various forces in the Four Small Realms.
"Even if the emperor is the one who controls the wind and rain in our four realms and is respected by everyone, at that time, the emperor could not help himself!"
Xie Shushu sighed at this time.
"Girls are chirping!"
When Long Xuanwu heard this, he immediately said: "What happened to the emperor?
The world of warriors is all about strength. If your skills are not as good as others, you have to be driven by others, and your life is not under your control!"
"What's there to sigh about?
If you want to control your own destiny, then become the God Emperor!"
There is nothing wrong with what Long Xuanwu said! "Everyone, please continue to check and be careful."
Immediately, everyone dispersed.
Mu Yun looked at the dilapidated scenery above the scorched earth without any thoughts.
As Long Xuanwu said, this world is all about strength! If he is stronger than the God Emperor, how can the God Emperor plot against him?
Suddenly, Mu Yun saw a stone tablet.
Only half of the stone tablet is left, and the broken part is very flat, as if someone had cut it with a sword or a knife.
On the surface of this stone tablet, there is still some spirituality.
Squatting down, Mu Yun touched the surface of the stone tablet with his palm, and the faint rune marks on the surface suddenly flickered.
This kind of light naturally attracts the attention of others.
Everyone gathered quickly.
The writing on the surface of the stone tablet was already very blurry, but now it has become much clearer.
"Great Compassion Palm!"
On the left side, three large characters shone with a faint golden light.
"Great Compassion Palm?"
Several people couldn't help but frown.
At this time, Xie Shushu said with a bit of surprise: "Is it... the Great Compassion Dharma of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect?"
As soon as these words came out, Long Xuanwu and Long Xuanmei thought of something one after another, and their eyes lit up.