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These two people conveyed a very strange atmosphere, as if the yin and yang merged, and the sun and the moon intersect.

Both of them are in their twenties, but the spirit of the soul has been breathing for thousands of years.

Two thousand-year-old monsters, the breath of breath between every move, all vaguely showing a kind of domineering.

Jia Wenzhi closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly a burst of fine light flashed in front of him, as if weaving a star chart in the void.

After a while, it entered another person's mind.

"Zhu Guangchuan, I feel it. There are two tyrannical breaths in front of me for a hundred miles. It must have been left yesterday."

In Jia Wenzhi's eyes, a calculation appeared.

Zhu Guangchuan nodded, as if he had noticed something: "It must be. Yesterday we felt these two tyrannical atmospheres, and one of them was absolutely legendary, the level of the creator. Unfortunately, I didn't see that battle. If you can see that the creator ’s direct fight, you may be able to comprehend some basic principles, and you may also break through directly. "

"Another person doesn't know if it is the creator. But I heard that the most powerful thing on the Wushuang Continent should be the mysterious child of the Wushuang Sect. How can there be a creator? "

"How can it be so simple on every continent? Those who claim to be the first door on the continent are actually nothing. Some hidden masters have always been in the 3,300 world and never came out. Maybe they are in the world, the millennium family In the wild forests of deep mountains, there is a creator. "

Jia Wenzhi said secretly.

When the words fell slightly, Jia Wenzhi remarked: "I heard that the secret vault of the Saint had appeared, and I wanted to pick it up cheaply, but I couldn't pick up anything in the end, and the entire secret realm was turned into ruins."

"Hey! As soon as the Sacred Treasury came out, all nearby giant owls were dispatched, but in the end there were a few people who took advantage of it, which is not certain."

"You said, what exactly is the place ahead, why is there a trail of the creator?"

"I have inquired that there is a ancestral door above the Wushuang Continent, called Yantian Pavilion, which is far inferior to the Wushuang sect. The small sect door like them will definitely not have a creator, maybe there is something big Treasures or mysterious inheritances are spotted by the creator and come to plunder. "

"Well, this is very likely!"

Zhu Guangchuan nodded and looked away.

The divine consciousness of the two people suddenly turned into divine light, leaping out of Baili.

"Lao Zhu, the two of us went over to see if there was any big treasure in the Yantian Pavilion that even the creator could see, and perhaps left some soup for us to drink, but we can't let it go."

Zhu Guangchuan pondered for a while, "If it does exist, how could it be left to us to pick it up cheaply?"

"Maybe there are some fish that missed the net. If not, we asked to destroy this small Yantian Pavilion and absorb the luck of their sect. It's not bad."

Jia Wenzhi's tone is indifferent, it seems that this kind of activity is done a lot.

Destroy the ancestry of others, and absorb the luck of others' ancestors. These things have been feared by any ancestor since ancient times.

Now Jia Wenzhi and Zhu Guangchuan say that they want to destroy the ethics of others, and absorb the luck of the sect easily. This kind of tone is simply the devil in the devil.

Although these two are not demons, they are more terrible than demons.

As long as there is desire in the heart, nature can spawn a demon.

"Mr. Yantian Pavilion's ethics? Where are the two little cypresses, if it really makes you destroy the Yantian Pavilion's Confucianism, then I don't have to mix it up."

At this moment, Jia Wenzhi and Zhu Guangchuan were shocked, and a thunder sound rolled, as if it had passed from the outside of Baili to here, into the mind.

Two people, Jia Wenzhi and Zhu Guangchuan, didn't feel it at first, letting others get closer to their own range of one hundred miles, they were shocked in their hearts, and they quickly turned their magical powers on, and put on their vestments to surround themselves.

I only heard Zhu Guangchuan scream: "Who is it? Where is it sacred?"

At this time, the fine light flashed, a wave of mana fluctuations was slightly transmitted, and a beam of light woven by the Divine Thought appeared in front of the two people.

Just a little ...

The air was slowly torn apart, and Xiao Naihe's figure suddenly appeared in the torn space crack.

But he stood indifferently, and when his eyes passed, because of his pale face, he seemed to be a weak scholar.

"who are you?"

Jia Wenzhi's voice is full of caution, this young man can actually approach himself silently, certainly not an ordinary person.

"If you two don't want to die, please leave quickly, so as not to cause trouble to your upper body."

Xiao Nai said lightly.

Jia Wenzhi and Zhu Guangchuan glanced at each other, but they thought of something, and suddenly smiled coldly: "I just heard you say ... What does this Yantian Pavilion have to do with you? Could you be a disciple in Yantian Pavilion?"

"Yes."

"Hahaha, a Wushuang continent in a backcountry, even if the Wushuangzong Taishang elder Xuanji came over, we are not afraid, we want to destroy it. A small Yantian Pavilion, who can come out."

Zhu Guangchuan spoke slightly, and then looked at Xiao Naihe, mockingly laughed and said: "I think your breath has a taste of reunion in the void, but the state is not high, at most it is a double layer. See how you look, It seems to have been injured, it's you who is looking for death! "

After Xiao Naihe fights with Tai Shuangtian, although he has cultivated for some time, he has recovered his strength, but the burden on the flesh has not been fully relieved, so his face vaguely reveals a trace of paleness.

Now Zhu Guangchuan and the two saw it, and suddenly thought Xiao Nai was seriously injured.

Moreover, Xiao Naihe cultivated to the Sixth Level of the Supreme Realm, and the supernatural power of introverted cultivation was extremely delicate. Even the two people in front could not see any flaws.

When I heard Xiao Naihe's words, I thought that Xiao Naihe was a strong foreigner and a middle man, and then the two of them were counted, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

"Lao Zhu, this kid's skin is not bad. He jumped out of his soul and turned it into a magic weapon."

Any supreme giant owl, whether it is flesh or essence, is very precious and can be refined into a magic weapon.

It is as if Xuan Jizi was killed by Xiao Naihe, as long as the flesh is still alive, it can be refined into a fourth-class Taoist weapon.

However, this method is only used by demons, Xiao Na disdain.

Now these two people actually want to refine Xiao Naihe's flesh into a magic weapon, only to hear Xiao Naihe sneer, and they do not intend to let these two people go.