Fantasy: I Let the Underworld Come to Nine Heavens

Pu Ziyao and Yiming complained secretly.

Although the old man's strength is astonishing, but... he can't stand up to this old guy's bad reputation!

If his young master is accepted as his disciple, then...

Thinking of this, Pu Ziyao and Yiming turned pale, and they really didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Both of them had sweat on their faces and their foreheads were covered with sweat, but the old man still stared at them with fiery eyes, and now the two of them couldn't help but complain in their hearts.

"Senior, you also know that we can't make the decision in this matter..."

Yi Ming walked out bravely and said cautiously.

boom!

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his head and almost fainted.

"this……"

Seeing this, Pu Ziyao secretly called out "Lucky". Fortunately, this guy came forward, otherwise he would have been taught a lesson...

"Grinning, chirping, like a girl!"

The white-bearded old man stroked his beard with one hand and pointed at the fainted young man lying on the ground with one hand. His face became serious and he said displeasedly: "For my disciple, I deceived this little guy from the Sanctuary...

Ahem, I brought them all, I have offended this little guy badly now!"

"Hmph, these two little guys are destined to be the pride of our human race in the future. As for which of them can make whom surrender, it depends on them."

A light flashed in the hand of the old man with a white beard, and a bronze token appeared. The token looked like a small sword and exuded the aura of Ling Ran's swordsmanship.

Seeing this, Yiming and Pu Ziyao couldn't help but breathe quickly, and they both exclaimed: "Heavenly Sword Seal"

The white-bearded old man raised the corners of his mouth with a proud look on his face and said: "Whether that little guy of yours can become my disciple depends on his own destiny. Take it, I'm gone."

After a cry, the white-bearded old man's body emitted an incomparable light, and then completely disappeared from the world.

Pu Ziyao looked at the Heavenly Sword Order that appeared in his hand, his eyes suddenly showed excitement, and he said: "If the young master obtains the inheritance of the Heavenly Sword, even if you become a disciple of that senior... it won't be a bad thing..."

"I heard that Senior Jian came from that dojo. If the young master also received the Heavenly Sword inheritance, wouldn't he be worthy of Senior Jian as a senior brother..."

The Heavenly Sword Order comes from the Origin Realm. Thousands of years ago, the Origin Realm was a vast and boundless world, in which thousands of races gathered, thousands of races competed for glory, and hundreds of schools of thought contended. It was a prosperous world for thousands of years.

But the disaster started thousands of years ago.

Thousands of years ago, the Origin Realm was invaded by a monster called a demon.

They broke through the boundary wall of the Origin Realm, rushed into the hinterland of the Origin Realm, and fought against thousands of races.

It was a dark period, during which countless races were completely exterminated and their inheritance was completely lost in the long river of history.

After the early dark stage, the countless remaining races formed an unprecedented coalition. They fought continuously with the demons, winning or losing each other, and ended up with both sides losing.

It was also in that final battle that the Origin Realm was destroyed and shattered into pieces.

In the end, the world will of the Origin Realm revived, forcing the high-level cultivators on both sides to withdraw from the Origin Realm. After that, the Origin Realm used the power of its supreme will to completely seal the entire Origin Realm at the cost of falling into sleep.

A long dormant period began.

From then on, warriors above the Divine Treasure Realm could no longer step into the Origin Realm.

Of course, the will of the Origin Realm expelled the strong men above the Spiritual Sea Realm, but there are also some races who stayed in the Origin Realm at the cost of destroying their cultivation.

But the two parties have never given up on the Origin World.

One side is trying every possible means to occupy the rich cultivation resources of the Origin World, and the other side is trying to recapture the invaded homeland.

"I heard that in the Origin Realm, there are many things that were left behind to practice in the dojo. Some ancient and powerful sects left behind their heritage in order to make a comeback."

Yiming spoke and continued: "Some ancient sects have hidden the mountain gates with barriers, and the key to opening the sects is in the hands of these little guys who are about to go to the Origin World."

The two of them looked at each other and secretly said that the young master's opportunity was really profound. Just after he had obtained the qualification for today's Origin World, a powerful person gave him a huge opportunity.

"Senior Jian said that this little guy is from the Holy Realm. Is it possible that he is the most famous person in the past few years..."

"Hush, silence!"

Seeing what Pu Ziyao wanted to say, Yiming hurriedly covered the former's mouth and said angrily: "Don't hold me back even if you want to die!"

"If it's true, then this little guy's grandfather is something we can't afford to offend. If we tell him his name, maybe he can follow the clues and find his way to this place."

Pu Ziyao was also surprised and couldn't help but touch his head in embarrassment.

"Then... what should we do with this little ancestor?" Pu Ziyao glanced at the young man lying on the ground and asked worriedly.

The origin of the young man who fell on the ground was astonishing. A proud man like him would not have come to this remote place.

But he happened to appear here at this moment, which made Pu Ziyao confused for a moment.

"What are you afraid of? This little guy's realm has been suppressed in the body tempering realm. He can't make big waves." Yiming's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but look at the young man lying on the ground, and then seemed to remember

What, the corners of his mouth gradually revealed an intriguing smile.

Seeing this, Pu Ziyao frowned and said in a deep voice: "Don't do anything random. If that person finds out, don't talk about us..."

"knew!"

Yiming impatiently interrupted what Pu Ziyao wanted to say, stepped out, and was in front of the young man in an instant.

"Boy, I have no grievances against you. If you want to blame me, just blame Senior Jian. It was him who kidnapped you."

Old Yi Ming's face was glowing red, and he stared at the young man with a squinting look, his eyes constantly scanning his body, and then his sinful hands from deep inside grabbed the young man.

"Come, let grandpa see what treasures your kid has!"

At this moment, at an altitude of 10,000 meters, an old man with a white beard was moving forward at an incredible speed. Suddenly, the old man with a white beard sneezed hard, and immediately floated high in the sky, cursing.

He got up and said, "Who has been stabbed a thousand times and said bad things about me behind my back!"

The white-bearded old man closed his eyes and sensed for a while. He didn't feel the dangerous aura in the dark, and then he felt relieved and asked, "Are those old bastards trying to trick me?"

"Hmph, it seems that these guys can't remember their lessons after not taking action for hundreds of years."

"It seems that the time has come for me to come out again. Should I sap the old bastard from the Wang family, or should I attack that kid from the Li family first?"

"It's so confusing..."

The old man shook his head, then muttered and set out on the journey again.