The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

The first is an old man, and the other four are men and women, ranging in age.

"Find this person and come to see him."

With a sweep of Mr. Yue's palm, the handwritten paper flew towards the old man in charge.

The old man took the paper, looked at it, and when he noticed the skill column, his pupils showed a strange color.

"Yes, son!"

The old man bowed.

"Young Master Yue, this person is backed by someone from Tianbang. That strong man from Tianbang once warned the world that no one should suppress him with his realm, or secretly attack and kill him, otherwise he will come to the door to liquidate himself."

The man in the blue shirt reminded.

Mr. Yue smiled slightly, and said, "My ancient monster clan wants to kill a person, and no one can stop it. Besides, you think that for this person, the people on the Tianbang will not hesitate to fight my monster clan? Whichever is more important and which is less important, I Think he'll understand."

The man in the blue shirt smiled and said no more.

The change in the sky continued, the light radiated, the moon and stars crowded the sky, and the entire Dagan area seemed to be covered by a layer of sacred light, which lasted for about half a stick of incense before the change slowly receded.

The sky became pitch black again, and a strange mist quickly covered the entire sky.

In the Dagan area, countless people were shocked, unable to tell whether it was an illusion or reality just now.

But at this moment, in the area five hundred miles south of Shendu, a piece of divine light emerged from the deep mountains, and the ground trembled, as if a major earthquake had occurred, while shaking and emitting mist, it was mighty, and there was an unspeakable oppressive atmosphere.

The various masters who searched around the Divine Capital soon got a feeling, and they were surprised and gathered towards the south one after another.

Chen Xuan's eyes were also startled, and he rushed over immediately.

3Chapter 17 The Secret Realm Appears (Chapter 3)

The mountains are continuous and the fog is vast.

This mountain range is constantly oscillating, pieces of divine light are sweeping towards the surroundings, and the airflow between the sky and the earth is surging, converging towards the middlemost area of ​​the mountain range.

Powerful master-level figures emerged one after another from all directions, hiding in the dark night, and even the masters of the secret state also appeared, with suspicious eyes, looking towards this mutated mountain range.

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Chen Xuan also lightly landed on a hidden mountain top, his eyes flickered, and he looked forward.

"Brother Turtle, is this here?"

"seems like it."

The dragon turtle stared closely at the front.

The mountains vibrated and rumbled like an earthquake, all the dense forests were trembling, and bursts of bright rays of light swept away in all directions.

This scene lasted for a long time.

The mutation happened in front of everyone's eyes, and the masters from all walks of life were unable to calm down, and one after another mental fluctuations were communicating rapidly.

Finally, after half an hour passed.

The abnormality in front of him completely disappeared.

A huge ruin appeared in front of everyone's eyes. It was vast, about tens of miles away, and the end could not be seen at a glance. There were broken walls and ruins, and marks of swords and swords. There were traces of destruction everywhere. Many buildings seemed to be destroyed. Life is like falling apart.

But even though they have collapsed, these buildings are still glowing with white light in the night.

A vicissitudes of the long-term atmosphere here mighty.

The masters from all walks of life were all surprised.

"My God, an ancient ruin emerged from the ground?"

"Bai Lingyu, these are all made by Bai Lingyu."

An expert in the hidden realm said inconceivably.

"what?"

Many grandmasters ran over excitedly, grabbing a broken stone from the ground.

The white luster on the stone shone, even though it had passed for an unknown number of years, it was surprisingly tough.

"Bai Lingyu is the strongest material in the world. It is an excellent thing used by the ancient powerhouses to lay the foundations and stones. In our modern age, it is hard to come by. There are so many here?"

"Unfortunately, everything is damaged, and the aura inside has dissipated."

Many people discovered the anomaly and expressed regret.

And more masters searched the ruins, wanting to see if there were any other treasures left behind.

According to previous sources, there will be a Chunyang Dojo to be born.

It was the seventh-ranked ashram in ancient times, it was extremely mysterious, and it had countless treasures, so there shouldn't be only ruins.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

"Look, there is a cottage here!"

"A hut appeared in the middle of the ruins!"

All the masters and hidden treasure-level powerhouses were startled, and before they could think about it, they all swept over.

Chen Xuan also rushed forward immediately.

I saw a small thatched hut standing in the center of this piece of ruined wall. It looked very ordinary, like an ordinary thatched hut on the side of the road, extremely simple, but the more it was like this, the more it made people feel uncomfortable. Feel extraordinary.

The most solid Bai Lingyu in the world was destroyed, but this thatched hut was safe and sound, which is enough to explain the problem.

"Pure Yang Palace!"

Someone lost his voice.

On the top of the thatched hut, a small plaque appeared, as if it had been blown by the wind and rain, it became potholed, and some areas were already moldy, with three words written in black ink on it.

The masters from all walks of life were all surprised.

This is the prestigious Chunyang Dojo?

What a joke.

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