"True Lord Yin Yang... Ten Heavens?!"
Suddenly, the old man in white robe felt the aura emanating from Ye Qingtang's body, and couldn't help trembling in disbelief.
In this world, True Lords of Yin-Yang are indeed divided into ten heavens, but the ninth and tenth heavens among True Lords of Yin-Yang have already become legends.
According to unofficial history, the tenth heaven of Yin Yang Zhenjun is a miracle given to people by the true god when the world first opened.
Any warrior, as long as he can become the tenth heaven realm of the True Monarch Yin Yang, he has the hope of becoming a true god, and at the very beginning, the power of true essence will transform into divine power...
However, I don't know when, the power of the tenth heaven of Yin Yang Zhenjun was taken away by the true god, cutting off the human race's dream of becoming a true god.
But before, such a picture appeared in Ye Qingtang's mind.
I don't know how many ages ago, the gods and demons fought, the world collapsed, and human beings betrayed the true god...
This picture only flashed in Ye Qingtang's mind, and it was so fast that she couldn't figure it out.
What Ye Qingtang could vaguely understand was that in the past, the True Lord of Yin-Yang, the tenth heaven, was not a lost realm. Every warrior had the hope of stepping into the tenth heaven. Chongtian dissipated and was sealed in the mysterious iron gate. It was as difficult for a warrior to find the iron gate, open it, and step into it.
"This is True Lord Yin Yang, the tenth heaven..."
At this moment, Ye Qingtang was standing above the void, and with a thought, a yin and yang pattern appeared behind her, as if the sun and the moon were alternating, exuding a strong sense of solemnity and vicissitudes.
"It seems that you got some kind of adventure..." The old man in white robe stared at Ye Qingtang thoughtfully.
He was obviously a person who was destined to die, but somehow he survived, and his martial arts strength went from the peak of the eighth heaven of Yin-Yang Zhenjun to the tenth heaven of Yin-Yang Zhenjun. If it is said that during this period, Ye Qingtang did not The old man in white robe would never believe what kind of adventure he got.
But even if True Monarch Yin Yang is the tenth heaven, and has comprehended the realm of Dao, the old man in white robe is not afraid.
"Ants on the lower continent, no matter what, you are still only the Yin Yang True Monarch Realm. In my eyes, you are insignificant." At this moment, the old man in white robe stared at Ye Qingtang above the void, and sneered.
Hearing the sound, Ye Qingtang was silent for a moment, and her indifferent eyes fell on the white-robed old man: "If you are in the Central Continent, in the realm of your Great Lord Tianyan, the Yin-Yang Zhenjun Tenth Heaven, can indeed be easily crushed to death, like an ant ...It's a pity that in this continent, you only have the power of the Celestial Venerable, and you don't have the realm of the Great Celestial Yan."
"Hmph, that's the same... If I kill you once, I can kill you a second time!" The white-robed old man sneered, and he instantly rose into the sky and approached Ye Qingtang.
"In my rules, you're not allowed to fly."
Ye Qingtang said lightly.
As Ye Qingtang's words fell, the white-robed old man who had just flown into the sky suddenly lost weight, and with a loud "boom", he fell heavily to the ground.
"What?!"
Inside the invisible barrier, the old man in white robe looked horrified.
The white-robed old man is not too unfamiliar with the Dao domain, but it is extremely rare to be able to freely modify the rules of the world like Ye Qingtang!