"That's Wang Zhanchong, a master in the Xinshan world. He was already at the level of the Creator three hundred years ago. I heard that he is now close to the eighth level."
"Li Jianjin is in the early stage of the eighth level. I originally thought that after he entered seclusion ten years ago, he would not come out of seclusion for less than three hundred years. I didn't expect that he would come out of seclusion early for this duel between Zhengjunzi and Manman Tianlong."
"Great Emperor Ning Ang, Emperor Shenzhou, this guy, he actually broke through to the middle eighth level. How is it possible? This old immortal has been practicing for five thousand years. Could it be that he has already cultivated all the immortal seals to the thirteenth level of soaring to the sky?"
At this time, Mu Han looked at the people in the distance and pointed them out one by one.
Xiao Naihe originally didn't know the identities of these people, and most of them didn't know their origins. Instead, Mu Han's words gave Xiao Naihe some understanding of the identities of these people.
"Creator, the eighth level, I didn't expect that there are so many masters in our three thousand three hundred worlds. I'm afraid it's not much worse than the Nine Heavens Divine Realm, right? Besides, this should only be a small part, and our humanity may not be Qi. Luck is declining.”
At this time, * couldn't help but say something.
Xiao Naihe smiled slightly: "That's right, although this is only a small part of our three thousand three hundred worlds, there are at least three thousand creators in the Nine Heavens Divine Realm, with three hundred and eight levels, and even more nine levels. It’s no less than twenty. Not to mention that there are masters of unity in the Nine Heavens Divine Realm, and it’s not a problem. Compared to our human world, the background is still inferior.”
Although there are nearly a hundred creators here, the duel between Zhengjunzi and Manman Tiantaki has attracted at least one-fifth of the top masters in the 3,300 worlds.
Judging from the quantity, it is estimated that the foundation of the 3300 World is still inferior to that of the God Realm.
Needless to say, the Nine Heavens Divine Realm has also absorbed many masters from the Three Thousand Three Hundred Worlds. This force is definitely more terrifying than * imagined.
"Hmm? Xiao Shengzi, you are indeed here."
Yu Huqing and Huang Jie rushed over from the other direction at this time. After seeing Xiao Naihe, they came closer.
"Nantang Yuhuqing? Are you here too?"
"It turns out to be fellow Taoist Mu Han. I haven't seen him for a long time."
Mu Han and Yu Huqing had obviously met before, and Xiao Naihe did not introduce them.
However, after Yuhuqing guessed some of Xiao Naihe's methods and background, she had now made plans to make friends with Xiao Naihe, so she focused her attention on Xiao Naihe.
"Yu Huqing, you just said that Xiao Shengzi, this... what does this have to do with Fellow Daoist Xiao?"
"Haha, don't fellow Taoist Mu Han know? Holy Son Xiao, he is the second Holy Son of Third Cultivation after the ancient 'Sage'."
hiss!
Mu Han suddenly took a breath of air. Although he had guessed Xiao Naihe's identity before, he also estimated that Xiao Naihe's strength should be around the mid-eighth level.
But now from Yu Huqing's words, it is revealed that this son is actually the legendary Third Cultivation Saint Son.
"I remembered, the Holy Son of Yantian Pavilion. But my family's spies told me that there is a second Holy Son in the Wushuang World. After the Ancient Saint was enthroned, the talents of the Holy Son were derived. It turns out to be true."
Mu Han looked at Xiao Naihe, the shock in his eyes still not diminishing.
Mu Han's voice must have been a little loud, and what he said just now was not directly transmitted with Taoist sounds, but was heard by some people.
There was no one here who was not an expert. Mu Han's behavior was immediately discovered by someone who was interested.
When those people looked over, they all swiped and moved from Xiao Naihe's body.
All kinds of looks, all kinds of looks.
Mu Han looked a little embarrassed, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, don't be offended."
"It's okay, I don't mind."
Xiao Naihe really didn't mind, because at this moment, a burst of aurora suddenly landed directly from the sky above the mountains.
This aurora continues to surround it, like a huge celestial palace, expanding to a radius of thousands of miles, occupying all space.
It was after the appearance of this mysterious heavenly palace that other people who originally focused on Xiao Naihe suddenly changed their gazes.
There was a hint of shock on everyone's faces.
Because in this heavenly palace, the beacon fire flows, as if the entire world is truly controlled by this heavenly palace at this time.
Just from the Heavenly Palace, a figure suddenly walked out.
"Tao Jing Tiangong, a ninth-grade Taoist weapon. It is indeed true. This Taoist weapon of Zhengjunzi is really a Taoist weapon refined from the legendary 'Tao', at the ninth-grade level."
Yu Huqing lost his voice and said.
This Heavenly Palace is obviously a Taoist artifact. As soon as it appears, everyone feels how insignificant they are.
Even after Xiao Naihe saw this Tiangong, his heart moved slightly.
"It was actually made from the Tao. I heard that after refining a ninth-grade Tao weapon, the Tao exhausted all his efforts, and finally his soul sat down, and it was too late to even be reincarnated. If I am not wrong, this This Tiangong Taoist weapon should be the last Taoist tool refined by Tao."
Xiao Naihe's eyes lit up. It would be too false to say that he had no other thoughts about Tiangong.
Once this heavenly palace merges with the ancient thunder pool and the river of time, it is possible to transcend the ninth level at any time and reach the holy, sourceless level of the Taoist weapon.
"A true gentleman!"
This man was an upright gentleman. As soon as the upright gentleman appeared, the vast heavenly palace suddenly changed and all converged into the center of his eyebrows.
Then a stream of light swirled in the void, and the righteous man's body was slightly lowered, stopping at the top of Jinshan Mountain.
Thousands of miles high in the sky!
"The gentleman has appeared, what about Manman Tiantaki?"
"Majestic Master was already a master at the eighth level ten years ago. I said that he is most likely to reach the ninth level and become the first master beyond the eighth level in our human world in a hundred years. I'm afraid Manten Taki is no match for him."
"Who is Manman Tianlong? I heard that this kid came from some kind of small world of evergreens. I'm afraid he won't be that powerful."
"Haha, if Manman Tianlong has no means, how can he challenge Masajun? Even Masaaki attaches great importance to this battle, claiming that he will fight against Manman Tianlong and strive to break through to the ninth level."
"Haha, Zhang Yihai, your words are just like farting. You haven't even reached the eighth level, and you want to discuss the duel between these two eighth level masters. You'd better go to sleep!"
These people were discussing among themselves in twos and threes since the Gentleman appeared.
Xiao Naihe was also very calm, no matter what these people said.
But at this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared from the sky and landed in front of the righteous gentleman.