Fantasy: The Strongest Sect in the Universe

In the vast space, everyone searched for a while and finally came to the stone tablet in the depths of this space.

Many martial artists stood in front of the tall stone tablet, all looking at it eagerly.

Some were studying the words on the stone tablet, some were studying the patterns on the stone tablet, and some found that the stone tablet was engraved with the skills, and immediately began to practice with joy.

Although they guessed that this stone tablet must have a purpose, but now that the skills are engraved, maybe this skills are extraordinary, it is better to practice first.

"Puchi!"

"Puchi!"

"Puchi!"

...

But after practicing for a while, many people vomited blood and stopped practicing.

"What's the matter?"

Those who had not had time to practice looked at them.

"This skills is not right, it's just a section, not complete at all, and can't be practiced. If you practice it forcibly, you will definitely go astray."

An old ancestor of the sect opened his eyes and said slowly.

As if to confirm the words of the sect ancestor, other people who were practicing also vomited blood. Some people had too low a cultivation level and forced to practice, which caused the blood and qi to flow backwards and their bodies to explode.

This scene made those martial artists who had not had time to practice feel very lucky.

"Is this technique... a trap?"

Someone asked tremblingly.

"Ah! This technique is fake! I was careless!"

Everyone stopped practicing, their faces very ugly.

"The technique is not fake, but this section of the technique is not complete."

Another sect ancestor opened his eyes and said with a long sigh.

"Why do you do this?"

Everyone was puzzled.

The sect ancestor who had just spoken said at this time: "This technique is not for people to practice. As for why it is engraved here, I don't understand it either."

"Boom!"

At this time, a dazzling golden light fell from the sky, instantly turned into a golden palace, and finally fell in the air.

"Yes, the people in the golden palace."

Seeing this, everyone exclaimed.

Everyone's eyes stayed on the Golden Palace. Their arrival this time caused dissatisfaction among many foreign martial artists.

The Golden Clan, a declining race, dared to compete with them for treasures. Naturally, they were gloomy and full of hostility.

Of course, the most important thing was that there were masters hidden in the Golden Clan, threatening their safety and interests. This was the real reason for their hostility.

In this Nine Nether Space, the stronger the cultivation, the more hated.

"Why did the Golden Clan come here if they didn't chase Qin Ye? Qin Ye is not here."

A foreign martial king said coldly.

At this moment, a strong breath burst out from the other side, and old men in black robes came in one by one. These old men were full of blood and breath, and their momentum was amazing, like an unshakable mountain.

"It's the Wanliang League!"

As soon as they appeared, everyone recognized their origins.

"Didn't they chase Qin Ye? Qin Ye is not here."

Someone said.

"Maybe they didn't find Qin Ye."

The Wanliang League did look for Qin Ye, but they didn't find him, so they came here.

In fact, the Wanliang League came here earlier than these people, because there was Qin Ye's breath here, but the breath soon disappeared, so they continued to go deeper, but then they completely lost Qin Ye's breath.

They realized that Qin Ye might still stay here, so they returned again.

"Qin Ye, get out of here, or I will kill all the human race."

The Martial Saint Realm ancestor of the Wanliang League shouted loudly, and this shout made the space vibrate, and many martial artists paralyzed on the ground.

Huozun and Young Master Luo Jian also rushed over. They waited in front of the human race's strong men. Even when facing the strong men of the Martial Saint Realm, they did not show any fear, but seemed unusually calm.

"Senior, Sect Master Qin is not here."

Mr. Luo Jian came out, bowed respectfully, and said slowly: "Although there are many people here, it is unrealistic to hide it from your eyes. Moreover, I believe that if Sect Master Qin were here, he would not hide, but would fight with you openly."

"Senior, your cultivation is earth-shaking, and it is difficult for the world to defeat you. If you really want to fight to the death with Sect Master Qin, you can wait until you leave the Nine Nether Space."

"The sect where Sect Master Qin is now in the East Region, he can't run away, Senior There is no need to rush at this moment. "

"Human kid, do you have the right to speak here?"

The old ancestor of the Wanliang League had cold eyes, and a murderous aura was faint, and he said in a cold voice: "If he hadn't hidden, he should have come out to fight openly. His breath disappeared here, and this seat would not sense it wrong. If he didn't come out, this seat would kill everyone here until he came out. "

"Senior, you are also a hero of the world, do you really want to commit this unprovoked killing?"

Mr. Luo Jian frowned.

"You dare to stop me with a mere human race?"

The old ancestor of the Wanliang League suddenly glared, and Mr. Luo Jian's body shook, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and even stepped back several steps.

It is obvious that this old ancestor of the Wanliang League taught Mr. Luo Jian a lesson, but did not take his life.

Others were shocked. Mr. Luo Jian was too bold. What kind of force is the Wanliang League? They are robbers, and killing is a common thing for them.

Qin Ye, a human race, killed so many powerful people from the Wanliang League. With the revengeful character of the Wanliang League, they must cut Qin Ye into pieces to relieve their hatred.

He showed mercy by not killing Young Master Luo Jian with one move just now.

"Senior, calm down. Sect Master Qin is really not here."

Huo Zun was afraid that the Martial Saint would get angry, so he quickly explained.

"Really?"

The ancestor of the Wanliang League suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Huo Zun, and sneered, saying: "In this case, I will kill you first."

"Senior, calm down!"

Huo Zun's face changed, and he turned around and ran away. He was no match for the Martial Saint.

However, with his speed, how could he escape from the hands of the Martial Saint? He didn't run far before the big hand was behind him, and he was about to be caught.

But at this moment, another big hand stretched out, like a towering mountain, blocking his big hand.

It turned out that those strange red-clothed people had also come, and the one who attacked was the leader, who stopped his big hand in just one move.

This sudden scene made the ancestor a little confused, not knowing why these red-clothed people wanted to save Huo Zun.

In his opinion, Huo Zun, a human, was just an ant, and he could just kill him with a pinch.

Seeing this scene, Huo Zun hurriedly thanked the red-clothed man.

The red-clothed man looked at him, the red-clothed elder, and nodded slightly to Huo Zun.

"Humph!"

The ancestor of the Wanliang League looked at the red-clothed elder coldly for a long time, and said in a cold voice: "Sir, are you going to be an enemy of the Wanliang League?"

"Misunderstood, we don't want to be an enemy of you, but as a martial saint, it is always bad to kill innocent people."

The red-clothed elder said.