After hearing the boy's words, the old man with the goatee blew his beard and glared angrily, and said angrily: "What nonsense, what are you talking about? It took a lot of effort for me to train you disciples. But those who want to inherit my mantle usually sacrifice to me and worship me. Now that I have the spare capacity to help most of them, it is already the limit. If I help them, I will not even help my own inheritance. I can't do it. arrive!"
The old man with the goatee was angry and angry. He paced back and forth in the hall angrily. He heard the pleading voices outside the palace door again and sighed: "That's all, that's all. In my little world, maybe there are still We can squeeze in a few more disciples with weaker cultivations, but there will only be about twenty places at most."
"Sir, you are the best!"
The boy was suddenly surprised and happy, and hurriedly ran outside to inform the martial arts cultivators of the sect as soon as possible.
Hearing the shouts of joy that erupted outside the palace gate, the old man sighed, without any confidence in his cloudy eyes.
Suddenly, the old man with the goatee felt something in his heart, his expression changed, and he walked away from the main hall. When he walked outside the main hall, when he looked up, he saw that the sky had turned into a black sky due to the invasion of monsters. Above, at this moment, countless monsters suddenly melted like hot water and snow, revealing the previously azure sky.
A young man in white clothes was slowly walking down from the sky. He didn't take any action, but just the aura emanating from his body had already melted the many monsters one by one.
"You are God Lord Yun!"
When the young man in white clothes walked down from the sky, many martial arts cultivators in this world could not help but show a look of awe on their faces. Their cultivation base was low and they could not feel the true realm of the young man in white clothes. But at the life level, everyone instinctively feels a sense of awe.
However, when the goatee old man in the World Realm saw the young man in white, his face showed shock and joy, and he hurriedly went up to meet him, saying: "God Lord Yun, I was in the killing battlefield that day. I met you once."
This young man in white clothes who walked down from the sky was none other than Yunchuan. The strongest man in this world, Otto World God, had seen Yunchuan early in the killing battlefield, so he saw it at first sight. , Yunchuan has been identified.
Yun Chuan nodded, with a look of surprise on his face, and said, "In other words, there is already an entrance to the killing battlefield in this world?"
The old man with a goatee nodded and said: "I opened the entrance to the killing battlefield before and went there to experience it. However, the current killing battlefield has become more and more dangerous and I can no longer enter. It’s inside.”
Yun Chuan nodded and smiled and said: "In this way, I have some strength left. You want to take the people of your world across the void. You can wait for a while. I am going to open up this killing battlefield. Passage, when the time comes, you can enter it through the passage of this killing battlefield and go to the Netherworld or Tianxuan World."
After Yunchuan finished speaking, he did not stay any longer. Instead, he found the entrance to the killing battlefield. His whole body turned directly into a stream of light, and entered the killing battlefield from the entrance of this world.
He has been away from Tianxuan World and Nether World for some time. During this period of time, he can clearly feel that the state of Yinghuo Bane Star has been greatly improved compared with before. That influence is also about to recover. Once the previous influence recovers, it will be the moment when the Dark Creator and others invade again.
It was precisely because of this that he was delighted when he heard that the previous passage to the killing battlefield in this world had been opened, because if he were to reopen it, it would take at least a few days of his time.
After Yunchuan's figure walked away, the old man with the goatee reacted. With a look of joy in his eyes, he looked at the people below and laughed loudly: "You are in luck, you are in luck. Okay, okay, don’t choose the disciples in the sect anymore. All of them can enter my little world. God Lord Yun has already gone to open up a passage to the killing battlefield. As long as the passage to the killing battlefield can be opened, we will be able to enter. Then I don’t need to maintain full strength to cross the void, and I can quickly reach the Netherworld and Tianxuan World from the killing battlefield.”
After hearing the words of the old man with a goatee, people from all directions cheered, and they all prepared to enter the small world of Otto World God and migrate in an orderly manner.
After Yunchuan passed through this world and entered the killing battlefield, what he saw could be clearly seen: huge magic egg embryos were beating like hearts, and some had already burst. Come on, monsters emerged from the embryos of the magic eggs.
As the situation changed, the entire killing battlefield was completely different from the previous scene. All the killing energy was aroused, and the bottom of the killing battlefield even turned into flesh and blood. Quagmire and swamp.
The endless army of monsters emerged from this killing battlefield one by one, turning this killing battlefield into a sea of monsters. Compared with other places, these monsters are stronger. , even when Yunchuan's soul power swept over for the first time, he could already feel that there were even several demigod monsters not far away.
You know, the area Yunchuan entered can also be said to be the peripheral area of this killing battlefield, and only in this peripheral area, demigod realm monsters have appeared. It is conceivable that the environment of this killing battlefield is How bad.
Many martial arts practitioners have died in the killing battlefield, and with the erosion of demonic energy, the blood energy of these dead martial arts cultivators and the souls scattered in the air have become the natural paradise of these monsters. In these quagmires of flesh and blood, more and more people have died. It has become a natural paradise for monsters.
Creak, creak.
Yun Chuan frowned. He did not fly through the air, but stepped into the quagmire of flesh and blood. In this black quagmire of flesh and blood, the flesh and blood had turned into a gray-black color due to the erosion of the demonic energy. .