These two people conveyed a very strange aura, as if yin and yang were merging, and the sun and moon were intersecting.
Both of them were in their twenties, but the aura of time in their souls was already thousands of years old.
The two thousand-year-old monsters exuded an aura that was vaguely domineering in every move they made.
Jia Wenzhi closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly bursts of light flashed in front of him, as if weaving into a star map in the void.
After a while, he entered another person's mind.
"Zhu Guangchuan, have you felt it? There are two powerful auras a hundred miles ahead. They must be left behind from yesterday's fight."
There was a calculation in Jia Wenzhi's eyes.
Zhu Guangchuan nodded, seeming to have noticed something: "It must be so. We felt these two powerful auras yesterday, and one of them was definitely at the level of the legendary creator of the world. It's a pity that we didn't see that battle. If you can see the Creator fighting directly, you might be able to understand some great principles and break through yourself directly. "
"I don't know if the other person is the Creator. But I heard that the most powerful person on the Wushuang Continent is probably the Xuan Jizi of the Wushuang Sect. How can a Creator exist in the fifth level of the Supreme Realm? "
"How can it be so simple on every continent? Those so-called first sects on the continent are actually nothing. There are some hidden masters who have always existed in the 3,300 worlds and have never come out. Maybe they are in the mortal world, among the thousand-year-old families , Deep in the mountains and wild forests, there is the existence of the Creator.”
Jia Wenzhi said secretly.
After his voice fell slightly, Jia Wenzhi changed the topic: "I originally heard that the Holy Secret Vault had appeared, and I wanted to take advantage of it, but in the end I couldn't find anything, and the entire secret realm was turned into ruins."
"Hey! As soon as the Holy Secret Vault came out, all the nearby giants were dispatched, but in the end it's hard to say how many of them took advantage."
"Tell me, where is the place ahead and why are there traces of the Creator?"
"I have asked about it. There is a sect in front of me on Wushuang Continent called Yantian Pavilion. It is far inferior to Wushuang Sect. A small sect like theirs will definitely not have a Creator. Maybe there is some big one in the sect. The treasure or mysterious inheritance was targeted by the Creator and came to plunder it.”
"Well, that's very possible!"
Zhu Guangchuan nodded and followed his gaze.
The consciousness of the two people suddenly turned into divine light and rushed hundreds of miles away.
"Lao Zhu, the two of us go over and take a look. If there is really any big treasure in Yantian Pavilion that even the Creator is interested in, there may be some soup left for us to drink. We can't let it go."
Zhu Guangchuan pondered for a moment, "If there really is, how could it be left to us to take advantage of?"
"Maybe something has slipped through the net. If not, it would be good for us to destroy this small Yantian Pavilion and absorb the luck of their sect."
Jia Wenzhi's tone was indifferent, as if he had done a lot of this kind of thing.
Destroying other people's orthodoxy and absorbing other people's sect destiny are things that have been feared by any sect throughout the ages.
Now Jia Wenzhi and Zhu Guangchuan said that they wanted to destroy other people's orthodoxy and absorb the sect's luck. This tone was like the devil among the devils.
Although these two people are not cultivators among demons, they are more terrifying as humans than demons.
As long as there is desire in the heart, inner demons can naturally arise.
"Destroy the Yantian Pavilion's orthodoxy? Where did these two little noobs come from? If you really let you destroy the Yantian Pavilion's orthodoxy, then I wouldn't have to mess around anymore."
At this moment, Jia Wenzhi and Zhu Guangchuan were shaken, and a thunderous sound rolled in, as if it came from a hundred miles away and entered their minds.
Jia Wenzhi and Zhu Guangchuan did not feel it at the first time, letting others come within a hundred miles of themselves. They were immediately shocked and quickly used their magical powers to surround themselves with magic robes.
I heard Zhu Guangchuan shout sharply: "Who is it? Who is it?"
At this time, light flickered, a wave of mana was transmitted slightly, and shafts of light woven by spiritual thoughts appeared in front of the two people.
Silk silk silk…
The air was slowly torn open, and Xiao Naihe's figure suddenly appeared in the torn space crack.
And he was standing inside with a calm expression. When he looked over, his face was still a little pale, making him look like a frail scholar.
"Who are you?"
Jia Wenzhi's voice was full of caution. This young man was able to approach him silently. He was definitely not an ordinary person.
"If you two don't want to die, please leave quickly to avoid getting into trouble."
Xiao Naihe said lightly.
Jia Wenzhi and Zhu Guangchuan looked at each other, but thought of something, and suddenly smiled coldly: "I just heard you say... what does Yantian Pavilion have to do with you? Could it be that you are a disciple of Yantian Pavilion?"
"That's right."
"Hahaha, in a remote Wushuang Continent, even if the Supreme Elder Xuan Jizi of the Wushuang Sect comes over, we are not afraid. We can destroy him if we want. What kind of character can come out of a small Yantian Pavilion."
Zhu Guangchuan paused slightly, then looked at Xiao Naihe, and said with a mocking smile: "I think your aura has the smell of void reunion, but your realm is not high, at most it is the first or second level. Judging from your appearance, He seems to be injured, you are the one seeking death!"
After Xiao Naihe's fight with Taishuangtian, although he had been cultivating for a period of time and had recovered his strength, the burden on his body had not been completely relieved, so his face still showed a hint of paleness.
Now that Zhu Guangchuan and the two saw it, they immediately thought that Xiao Naihe had been seriously injured.
Moreover, Xiao Naihe has cultivated to the sixth level of the Supreme Realm, and his introverted magical powers are so exquisite that even the two people in front of him can't see any flaws.
As soon as he heard Xiao Naihe's words, he thought that Xiao Naihe was a strong-willed person and was plotting against the two of them, and a cruel smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Lao Zhu, this kid's skin is pretty good. Jump out his soul and directly refine it into a magic weapon."
Any giant owl in the supreme realm, whether it is flesh or blood, is very precious and can be refined into magic weapons.
Just like if Xuan Jizi was killed by Xiao Naihe, as long as his physical body was still there, he could be refined into a Taoist weapon no less than the fourth grade.
However, this method is only used by evil spirits, and Xiao Naihe disdains it.
Now these two people actually want to refine Xiao Naihe's body into a magic weapon. Xiao Naihe smiled coldly and did not intend to let these two people go.