When Ye Zhiwen's voice fell, he laughed loudly, resounding throughout the world.
The calm sea is rolling with waves because of this unbridled laughter.
Immediately afterwards, the waves swept away, hundreds of feet high, like a sea dragon's body rolling in the sea.
On the top of the waves, a figure stepped out.
His body is burly and tall, his eyes are bright and lively, and his muscles are like a vigorous ancient pine, with intricate roots.
Wearing a tight-fitting suit, those muscle lines are clearly visible.
Its body is two meters tall. Standing among the waves hundreds of feet high, it looks very small.
But the waves all over the sky seemed to be scattered around it.
Seeing this scene, Ye Zhiwen and others raised their eyebrows.
The burly and muscular man stood on the top of the waves, looked at the dozens of figures on the desert island, laughed, and looked wanton and arrogant.
"Yin Tian!"
Ye Zhiwen frowned.
"Ye Zhiwen!"
The burly muscular man looked at Ye Zhiwen and laughed loudly: "We meet again, hehe..."
Ye Zhiwen said calmly: "It's you, you can't move a dozen of us and others here. Master Qiantius Shenmen, where are your companions?"
"Second child, third child, come out!"
The muscular man laughed and said.
All of a sudden.
Bang!!!
Bang!!!
Two low and deafening bangs sounded immediately.
Two figures appeared on the left and right sides of the muscular man, and they punched him directly on both sides of the head.
The muscular man's entire head was twisted like a door being clamped, and his two eyes almost popped out.
That arrogant smile also disappeared at this moment.
"Who are you calling?"
A cold voice sounded.
The man on the left is tall and wearing an elegant gown. He looks very elegant and smart.
"If you yell like that again, I'll beat you next time!"
On the right, a delicate voice sounded.
It was a woman. The woman was tall and slender, and her chest was bearing a weight that this slender body should not bear.
Wearing a lavender dress, it covers the body and makes people fascinated.
When Ye Zhiwen saw the two of them, his frown deepened.
"Two Thousand Years Old of Shenmen, Zhao Zitong."
"Shenmen is three thousand years old, Ying Ningyu!"
Ye Zhiwen's expression turned cold.
When the Shenmen was destroyed in the past, these people also disappeared.
Over the years, all the major foreign races in the fairy world have never given up looking for these few.
Among them, the Jiuyin and Jiuyang tribes are the most anxious.
The former patriarchs of the Jiuyin and Jiuyang tribes were killed by Gu Yunjian, a nine-thousand-year-old man from Shenmen.
This is a great shame and humiliation.
Although the Jiuyin and Jiuyang tribes have been tracking the traces of Gu Yunjian and other high-level members of the Divine Sect for so many years, they have achieved little success.
Who is Gu Yunjian?
Soul Wu Tianzun’s disciple without trace!
What is Hun Wuhen proficient in?
Soul magic!
It is too difficult to find Gu Yunjian.
A warrior's physical temperament can be changed, but his soul cannot be changed.
But Gu Yunjian possesses the most powerful soul art in the entire immortal world. Who can find him?
Unless he exposes himself!
In the old days of Shenmen, Tai Sui's soul was Wuhen, and he was number one in the immortal world.
My disciple Gu Yunjian is known as Nine Thousand Years Old.
And under the two masters and disciples, they are eight thousand years old, seven thousand years old... until one thousand years old.
Yin Tian is a thousand years old and is known as the Thousand-year-old Lord.
Two thousand-year-old Zhao Zitong was known as the Second Master.
These few are all well-known and invincible figures in the Taishen Immortal Realm.
Zhao Zitong and Ying Ningyu stopped.
Yin Tian pinched his head and returned to normal, cursing and muttering something unknown.
The second master, Zhao Zitong, looked at Ye Zhiwen and said with a smile: "Mr. Ye, we meet again..."
"Zhao Zitong, you are so lucky!"
Ye Zhiwen said indifferently.
In the past, Zhao Zitong once pretended to betray the Shenmen and joined the Nine Yin Clan and the Nine Yang Clan.
result……
The Nine Yin Clan and the Nine Yang Clan attacked Shenmen. Zhao Zitong teamed up with Gu Yunjian and killed a large number of strong men from the Nine Yin Clan and the Nine Yang Clan.
This person looks elegant and easy-going, but in fact he is a completely sinister person.
“Each other!”
Zhao Zitong smiled and said, "My fate is up to me!"
"..."
Looking at this slightly strange trio, the dozens of powerful men from the Nethergu Clan, Blood Moon Clan, and Spirit Eye Clan present all had different thoughts in their minds.
These three guys are so weird!
"They are...people from the Divine Sect?"
An old man from the Blood Moon clan frowned and snorted coldly: "If Qin Chen doesn't kill him, it will definitely not work to ruin our clan's grand plan!"
"Everyone, I'm going to kill Qin Chen first. You just have to waste time with them here!"
The old man finished his words and rose into the air.
"Why……"
Ye Zhiwen raised his hand and was about to say something.
But the old man has disappeared.
After a few breaths.
Hundreds of miles away.
Between heaven and earth, a roar suddenly sounded.
Then, there were a few more breaths.
Two figures came out of the air.
One of them was being carried by another person.
The figure being carried was none other than the old man of the Blood Moon clan who was about to leave just now.
"Fang Shuman!"
Ye Zhiwen sighed.
It was a woman dressed in soft armor, with a graceful figure, good looks, and a somewhat sassy temperament that could not be compared to that of a woman.
Shenmen is four thousand years old!
Fang Shuman!
"You're already here, your brother should be here too, right?"
"Mr. Lawyer is worried about you."
A figure stepped out of the void. Its figure was tall and slightly thin, and its eyes and nose looked a bit agile and delicate.
"Fang Shuqing!"
Ye Zhiwen shook his head.
Shenmen, from one thousand to five thousand years old, all appeared.
It seems that it is impossible to kill Qin Chen today.
"Mr. Ye, I haven't seen you for many years..."
Fang Shuqing held a paper fan and bowed politely.
This Shenmen is five thousand years old, looks gentle and well-educated.
The five great Chitose appear.
Each one of them gives people a very strange feeling, but none of them gives people a strong sense of aura.
However, looking at the soft-armored woman with an arrogant posture and a cold expression, carrying the old man of the Blood Moon clan, everyone present did not dare to breathe.
That old man!
He is a great Immortal Emperor who far surpasses the realm of Immortal Lord. Looking at the entire Immortal World, the Immortal Emperor level is already a level that is respected and praised by tens of millions of people.
But……
In the blink of an eye, the old man was carried back by the woman like a dead dog.
From this point, it can be seen that this woman is absolutely powerful.
Five figures stood in mid-air.
At this moment, a dozen people on a deserted island and a deserted mountain actually had the illusion that a dozen of them were surrounded by these five people...?
This ridiculous feeling made more than a dozen people tremble in their hearts.
An old man from the Lingtong tribe looked at Ye Zhiwen and said slowly: "Are they all members of the Shenmen?"
"Um……"
"snort!"
The old man from the Lingtong tribe hummed: "The Jiuyin tribe and the Jiuyang tribe acted rashly back then, causing their success to fail. Now, they allow the divine gate to be smashed and have their hands in this Taishang Immortal Realm..."
The Supreme Immortal Realm.
The three major clans, Lingtong Clan, Blood Moon Clan, and Nether Gu Clan, are already in trouble when facing the Immortal Emperors and Immortals of Zhongtian Earth.
Now there are more people from Shenmen.
In the twelve major immortal realms of the Immortal World, each alien race has its own division of labor.
Everyone collaborates on a regular basis, but they still mainly divide themselves into one big fairyland.
now……
The people from Shenmen came here with great fanfare to disrupt their actions!
This was all caused by the Jiuyin Clan and the Jiuyang Clan’s inability to do things well back then.