Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

"I've never seen him, but I heard from other townspeople that I have a friend who also received a strong man from the East."

Alimu said.

Hearing this, Shen Lang looked solemn: "Ling Yun, it seems that the others are very well prepared. They have arrived so early. We don't want to be late and we need to leave quickly."

"Then let's go."

Ling Yun said.

A quarter of an hour later, Alimu had everything ready.

The four of them rode the horses unique to Xuanwu Mountain and headed towards Xuanwu Mountain.

On Xuanwu Mountain, the terrain is indeed complex and the slope is extremely steep. There are many dangerous monsters along the way.

If Alimu hadn't been extremely familiar with it and could avoid danger, it would have been very difficult to climb up.

Finally, one day later, the four of them gradually approached the top of the mountain.

"Does this Xuanwu Mountain have the breath of life?"

What others didn't know was that Ling Yun was terrified at the moment.

He has an incomplete soul and can sense things that ordinary people cannot.

At this moment, he faintly noticed that Xuanwu Mountain seemed to have the breath of life, but it was sealed by some mysterious force.

"Alimu, are you here too?"

A voice suddenly sounded.

Alimu was startled, turned around and said in surprise: "Habdu, is it you?"

A mysterious look appeared on Habudu's face: "Do you know who the big shot from Eastern China is who came to me?"

Hearing this, Shen Lang and Ling Yun immediately understood that Habudu was Alimu's friend.

"who is it?"

Alimu asked curiously.

Before Habudu could answer, a noble nobleman in red clothes with extraordinary demeanor appeared in the sight of several people.

"Master Blood Moon?"

Upon seeing this person, Shen Lang couldn't help but lost his voice in shock.

Hearing this, Alimu also looked shocked.

He used to be a killer and was exposed to a lot of news, so he also heard a little bit about some of the big names in Dongtu.

Of course, he is from the Western Wilderness after all, and the big shot in the Eastern Land who can reach his ears is definitely the top existence.

The Blood Moon Young Master in front of me belongs to that type of person.

"Ling Yun, this Young Master Xue Yue is Xin Mocheng from the Xin family in Dongtu. He was born as a martial artist. He became a martial arts master at the age of ten. Now at the age of sixteen, he is already half a great martial arts master."

Shen Lang was extremely heavy, "Just last year, Xin Mocheng killed a 30,000-year-old monster by himself."

Hearing this, Ling Yun was a little surprised.

A 30,000-year-old monster is equivalent to a low-level martial arts sect.

This Young Master Xueyue could actually kill the Great Martial Sect, which is really extraordinary.

However, this is just the beginning.

Next, they saw other people appearing one after another.

Even Shen Lang may not be able to fully recognize these people.

Everyone he knew was, without exception, a super genius.

"The genius of the Southern Barbarians, the Holy Son of the Barbarian God Cult, Jiang Ye."

"Bei Mingxue, the true successor of Beiyuan Ice and Snow Temple."

"The young island master of the overseas Sun Moon Island, the son of the storm, Yi Shaohan."

"There is also the legendary killer of the secret door, 'Night Demon' Xing Yetong."

Shen Lang became more and more frightened as he watched.

Before coming here, he only knew that the Xuanwu Secret Realm had always been highly competitive because the opportunities contained therein were so great.

But he didn't expect that the people who came were so terrifying.

Any one of these people has a better reputation than Ling Yun.

Before, he thought that with the miracles Ling Yun had created, he would surely be at the forefront in this battle for the Xuanwu Secret Realm.

But at this moment, he no longer has such confidence.

Alimu next to him had a look of awe on his face.

Especially Xing Yetong, he was most afraid.

He was a killer before.

In the world of killers, he is also an extraordinary figure, but compared with Xing Yetong, there is no comparison at all.

Before the fright had subsided, they suddenly felt an even stronger panic, and even their blood seemed to freeze.

Looking at the other big shots, all of them looked solemn, as if they were waiting for something.

"Is there another big shot coming?"

Their hearts were beating fast.

Before they could even think about it, they turned pale with horror and stared at the distance not far away.

A young man with a slovenly appearance, like a beggar, walked up the mountain step by step with bare feet.

Seeing this beggar, Shen Lang looked shocked.

"Zhao Qier."

In the East, there is a famous prince who prefers to be a beggar rather than a prince.

This prince is Zhao Qier.

This is also a being who can kill the Great Martial Sect and whose reputation is much more powerful than Young Master Xueyue.

In addition, there are several frightening existences. Although they are slightly inferior to Zhao Qier and others, they are no less legendary than Ling Yun.

It can be said that all the most evil geniuses in the world have appeared here.

Ling Yun is famous in the Western Wilderness.

However, on Xuanwu Mountain at this moment, it was directly ignored.

In this ancient time, the Western Wilderness has always been regarded as a chaotic and remote place, synonymous with backwardness.

No matter how famous Ling Yun is in Xihuang, he will not be taken seriously by other geniuses.

The geniuses also have a tacit understanding.

They were about to enter the Xuanwu Secret Realm, and there would be many fights. Before that, no one spoke.

The top of the mountain is right in front of you, and no one needs to guide you here.

"Ling Yun, Ali Mu, and Yu Wanyang, I will go back first. The rest of the way is up to you."

Shen Lang was cautious in his approach.

"good."

Ling Yun and the other three nodded.

As Shen Lang and others left, only a group of geniuses were left on the mountain.

The group of people quickly flew towards the top of the mountain.

It didn't take long for everyone to reach the top of Xuanwu Mountain.

The sunset glows here, and the clouds and mists linger. Standing here, you can feel like you are looking down on everything. It is so beautiful.

While everyone was waiting on the top of the mountain, a figure came to Lingyun and the other two.

Yu Wanyang and Alimu were both shocked, because this person was one of the top geniuses, the young master of Sun Moon Island, the son of the storm, Yi Shaohan.

Yi Shaohan glanced at Alimu and Lingyun indifferently, then his eyes fell on Yu Wanyang, and said with a smile: "Miss, the Xuanwu Secret Realm is full of dangers. I think you people in the West Wilderness may not be able to protect you. Why don't you follow me?"

Seeing this scene, the other people around were stunned at first, and then showed a playful look.

Yi Shaohan, the son of the storm, is most famous for two things.

One is talent, and the other is romantic.

Yu Wanyang is as beautiful as a fairy, and I am afraid that Yi Shaohan is coveting her beauty.

Hearing this, Yu Wanyang's face changed, and Alimu next to him also showed anger.

Before they could speak, a cold voice rang out: "Get lost."

The one who spoke was undoubtedly Ling Yun.

"How dare you, a thing like an ant, be so arrogant in front of me?"

Yi Shaohan's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Just when he was about to attack Ling Yun, the sky suddenly shook.

Everyone looked up and saw a terrifying scene.

An extremely huge head of a strange beast emerged from the void.

This head is dozens of times larger than Xuanwu Mountain, and its open mouth is thousands of feet wide.

Everyone who saw this scene felt as if they were falling into an abyss and having difficulty breathing.

Even though they were all top-level geniuses and had seen a lot, they had never seen or even imagined such a scene.

How could there be such a head in this world?

Is this a demon or a god?