The mysterious old man who appeared suddenly was beaten violently, lying on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face, and said: "When you were young, you would be the one lying on the ground."
"boom!"
"boom!"
Jun Chang laughed and kicked again.
The burst of strength did not show any respect for the old or the young at all.
"oops… "
"I was wrong... I was wrong!"
After being raped for the second time, the old man's face was full of bags, his eyes were squeezed into a line, and the strange feeling was replaced by embarrassment.
Just show up, just show up, you have to play tricks in front of Jun Changxiao, and it's no wonder you don't get beaten.
"Why are you waiting for me?" Hua Meigui asked.
"Well… "
The old man suddenly became serious, and said: "The old master said that sooner or later, the descendants of the ninth gate will return."
"Old master?"
Hua Meigui said: "Who?"
"The Supreme Lord of the Ninth Gate, Hua Qianxing." As the old man spoke, his eyes lit up with awe.
"..."
Hua Meigui fell into silence, with waves in her heart.
After learning about the expelled Ninth Sect Supreme, he guessed whether he had a relationship with him, and now it seems to have been confirmed.
"Get to the point."
Jun Chang said coldly with a smile.
"Please follow me."
The old man led the three of them towards the city until they stopped in front of the gate blocked by the boulder, and said: "Put your hand on it, if you have the blood of the old master, you can open the entrance of the city."
Flower Rose walked over.
Jun Changxiao, who was standing behind, was fully cultivated, obviously worried about any accidents, so that he could protect her in time.
Although he would do the same to any member of the Wan Gu sect, but he was especially concerned about this woman, and perhaps he could only truly face up to his heart after he became serious.
"Snapped."
The flower rose was attached to the stone, and the lines gradually emerged, shining and spreading around, and then... the stone disappeared.
"It really is the descendant of the old master!" The old man said excitedly.
"Walk."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "Go in."
After all, enter the city first and be on high alert the whole time.
"call!"
On the empty streets, the cold wind blows, looking gloomy and desolate.
Song Dehen, who was walking behind, had his scalp numb, and the fear in his eyes grew stronger.
The ruins of the Ninth Gate left a psychological shadow on him since he was a child, so he never expected that he would come in one day.
"Coward."
The old man gave him a blank look.
"Depend on!"
Song Dehen roared: "Every other!"
The city has been sealed for a long time, because it is absolutely isolated, the streets are very clean, and various buildings are preserved intact, which is of great archaeological value.
The expression on Hua Meigui's face became more and more serious.
Although it was the first time I came to this city, I was very familiar with it, as if I had traveled to the past and witnessed the scenes of people who were connected with my blood living here.
"arrive."
The old man stopped in front of the main hall in the central area of the city and said, "You can go in now."
He was called 'you' just now, but now he is called you. It can be seen that after opening the entrance of the city, he also became very respectful.
Hua Meigui hesitated for a while, got up and walked towards the stairs full of history.
"Boy."
The old man said: "You can't go in."
"Why?"
Jun Changxiao said while following Huameigui, just stepped on the steps, as if some kind of restriction was triggered, a majestic soul power suddenly surged out and attacked the sea of consciousness frantically.
"Come back quickly!"
The old man said: "The main hall has been set up with a soul barrier, and the blood of non-old masters will be eroded!"
retreat
nonexistent.
Standing on the stairs, Jun Chang smiled coldly.
The power of the soul and true spirit in the body erupted, and it frantically contended with the foreign soul, and the blood seemed to burn all of a sudden.
"roll!"
"Hoo hoo!"
The power of the soul that existed on the ladder screamed angrily, like a frightened bird, scurrying around in fright.
"tread!"
"tread!"
Jun Changxiao strode up and stood in front of the hall, showing a particularly mighty back.
"This..." The old man was dumbfounded.
How can non-my race enter the hall!
"Let's go in." Jun Chang smiled and looked at Hua Meigui, and the two walked into the open hall side by side.
Be a bodyguard.
He is professional.
…
The main hall of the Ninth Gate is unpretentious, except for a majestic throne.
"Buzz!"
When Jun Changxiao and Hua Meigui just walked in, strange lines appeared on the stone slab under their feet, leading them into a fantasy.
People are still in the hall.
However, at this moment, there is a group of strong soul masters.
Especially sitting on the throne was a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. He leaned to one side, dragging his face with his right hand, and his eyes were full of worry.
"He may be Hua Qianxing." In the illusion, Jun Changxiao was very calm, because he had experienced this kind of thing a lot, and he had long been used to it.
Flower Rose said nothing.
Especially when seeing young people and strong men in the hall, the feeling of being connected by blood is even stronger.
"My lord."
At this time, a gray-haired old man said in a deep voice: "Your research is too shocking."
"For the other eight sects, my discovery may shake their dominance in the Soul Realm." The young man said in a lazy tone.
"So..." the gray-haired old man said: "They will not tolerate the Lord's continued research, let alone the existence of the Ninth Gate."
"Why."
The young man shook his head and said: "A group of old and corrupt people who just want to be content with the status quo and have no spirit of exploration at all. How will we lead our clan to prosperity in the future?"
"That's all, that's all."
"Different road non-phase plan."
He stood up and proudly said: "If the other eight gates have objections to my ninth gate, what's the harm in leaving the Soul Realm?"
"But… "
As soon as the gray-haired old man opened his mouth, he was interrupted by the young man: "There is no but, based on my understanding of the ethnic group, even if they live in a barren land, they can still reproduce and survive."
Hearing this, Jun Chang laughed and speculated: "So, you live in the Soul Clan Continent where the birds don't shit?"
"..."
Hua Meigui said bitterly: "Maybe."
"This ancestor is too fucked up." Jun Chang said with a smile.
If he was expelled, he couldn't choose a plane with a suitable environment, so he had to be placed in a barren place? Do you want to temper the resilience of the younger generation
"certainly."
The young man said: "They may have a difficult life in the future, but the harsh environment can hone their resilience and prepare for their future ascension to the Golden Soul."
All right.
It really made Jun Chang laugh and guess right.
"My lord."
The old man wondered: "What is above the golden soul?"
"I don't know either." The young man paused for a moment and said, "However, what is certain is that this is a bloodline comparable to that of our ancestors. If there are descendants to inherit it, it will be able to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, and achieve a higher level. .”
"so."
"This seat named it the Supreme Thousand Traveling Soul!"
"..."
Jun Chang laughed and was speechless.
He actually used his own name as a prefix in advance for the soul that had not been successfully researched.
"call out!"
At this time, the illusion changed, he and Hua Meigui stood above the city, and saw the entire Laojiumen tribe gathering on the street with their luggage on their backs and their families, as if they were about to migrate.
"My lord."
"Where are we going?"
The young man stood in front of the hall and said, "The lower realm."
"Why not stay in the upper universe?"
"The supreme thousand-line soul needs to be conceived from the original cosmic system."
"Ah Choi."
"You stay at the ninth gate, waiting for the descendants to arrive."
"yes!"
A tall, muscular, middle-aged human said that upon closer inspection, he turned out to be an old man who had been beaten up earlier. As expected... Time is like flying knives, and knives make people grow old.
The people from the Ninth Gate left the city, and Hua Qianxing stood in front of the huge stone that sealed the gate after arranging various forbidden formations, and said, "If the descendants of my Ninth Gate come here one day, they can inherit the supreme Qianxing Soul."
He is not talking to himself.
He is using the image formation to leave a message in advance for the clansmen who may come in in the future.
"but."
Hua Qianxing added: "It must be a green soul!"