Fantasy: The Strongest Sect in the Universe

Hu Gan killed one person forcefully, and suddenly the place fell into unprecedented silence.

No matter which ancient family they came from, or the sect that controlled the world, they all restrained all their auras at this moment, not daring to make the slightest noise, let alone ask for the body from Hugan.

Hu Gan stood in front of them, his figure towering and straight, as if he could hold up the entire sky.

He stood there, even if he didn't move, he was like a martial emperor suppressing the space, making everyone feel his surging momentum like a tsunami.

"Who else wants a body?"

Hugan glanced with stern eyes, and everyone was silent, not daring to answer.

Even though they knew that the younger generation's body was in Hugan's hands, no one dared to stand up and ask for it at this time. The bones of the previous person were not yet cold.

Hu Gan moved his eyes to the Linglong Saint and said calmly: "Saint, you ruined my good deeds. I hope that I can compete with the Saint in the near future."

How could the Linglong Saint not hear the threat in Hu Gan's words? However, the Linglong Saint was not afraid of him and responded: "I will stay with him until the end."

This is a formal declaration of war.

Hugan's eyes flickered, and he moved and stood directly in the void.

He has been standing in the void, like a patron saint.

Everyone did not dare to approach Hu Gan and distanced themselves from him.

"He is waiting for Qin Ye to show up!"

Someone looked at Hugan and said in a deep voice.

At this time, everyone noticed that Hu Gan was looking at the stone tablet, and they also looked at the stone tablet, suddenly realizing something.

"Damn it! I was deceived by the technique on the stone tablet. This stone tablet is actually the real entrance."

An ancestor slapped his head with regret.

"Ancestor, he has obviously discovered this. Why didn't he go in? Instead, he waited outside for Sect Master Qin to come out."

A junior asked in confusion.

The ancestor pondered for a moment and replied: "The Nine Nether Martial Emperor has been destroyed by Qin Ye. All the treasures must have been obtained by Qin Ye. Just wait for Qin Ye to come out. If he goes in rashly, he might be hit by Qin Ye instead." Ye’s trap, so it’s better to wait here for Qin Ye to come out.”

At this time, Qin Ye had recovered more than half of his body, and although his face was a little pale, it was at least still a little rosy.

"How is your recovery, Master?"

Yagyu Yuki asked with concern.

Qin Ye said with a smile: "Although it has not fully recovered, it is mostly healed."

He looked at the copper coffin and walked out towards the copper coffin.

"It's really good stuff."

Qin Ye touched the copper coffin, and then he found densely packed words on the copper coffin. These words were very small, and they were obviously written by Emperor Jiuyou Wu.

"These are some good techniques. They should have been written by Emperor Jiuyou Martial Arts. You can write them down and leave them to Jiuyoumen. Maybe Jiuyoumen will rise again in the future."

Qin Ye said to Mu Yaoer.

When Mu Yaoer heard this, she burst into tears of gratitude.

Master was so kind to her.

Mu Yaoer nodded quickly and carefully began to record the skills on the copper coffin.

These techniques were very profound. With her talent, she could not understand them after reading only a few sentences. However, she knew that these techniques were priceless wealth for today's Jiuyoumen.

With these skills, Jiuyoumen may truly rise in the future.

While Mu Yaoer was copying the exercises, Qin Ye and the Liusheng sisters explored this space together and found that there were no treasures in this space, but there were a lot of earthly fires.

Qin Ye went out in no hurry. He knew there would be a big battle if he went out now, so he might as well recover quickly.

There happened to be so much earth fire here, so he was not polite and absorbed the energy from the earth fire to heal himself.

Time passes like this day by day.

Everyone looked at the stone tablet from a distance, waiting for the moment Qin Ye appeared.

Hugan was still standing in the void as before, as motionless as a stone sculpture.

Everyone is waiting for Qin Ye to appear.

The final showdown between Qin Ye and Hu Gan may be coming soon.

During this long wait, some young martial arts cultivators have begun to become restless. If they continue to wait like this, they don't know how long it will take.

Some people really couldn't bear it and decided to leave here and continue to waste their time here. They might as well go find some treasures elsewhere.

There are also many people waiting patiently here. They want to know who is the real winner in the battle between Qin Ye and Hu Gan.

After waiting for another two days, a foreign martial artist couldn't help but mocked: "Why doesn't Qin Ye come out? Is it because he was seriously injured in the battle with Jiuyou Martial Emperor and he doesn't dare to come out now?"

His voice was full of contempt.

Obviously, the reason why this foreign martial artist stayed here was because he wanted to see Hu Gan suppress Qin Ye.

Since arriving in the Eastern Region, they, the proud men of the Western Region, have acted like clowns in front of Qin Ye, making them feel even more stressed.

If Qin Ye is not eliminated, it may even become their inner demon and affect their future cultivation.

The human martial arts cultivator smiled proudly and said: "Sect Master Qin has not come out for so many days. He must have obtained all the treasures of the Jiuyou Martial Emperor. When he comes out, it will be earth-shattering."

However, there are also some strong men from the human race who are worried and say: "Although Sect Leader Qin killed Jiuyou Martial Emperor, I am afraid that he was also seriously injured. If he comes out without fully recovering, he may not be the only one facing Hu Gan." ”

As they spoke, they looked at the Wanliang League, the Golden Palace, and those strange red-clothed people.

Finally, their eyes turned to the Linglong Saint. Perhaps Linglong Saint would also take action at that time.

After all, when Linglong Saint came here, she must have come for the treasure of the Nine Nether Emperor.

Young Master Luo Jian and Huo Zun stood in the distance. Both of them looked very ugly. Huo Zun said to Young Master Luo Jian: "Can you contact him now?"

Young Master Luo Jian certainly understood what he meant. He shook his head and said: "My divine consciousness wanted to enter the stone tablet just now, but it was swallowed by the stone tablet. This stone tablet is not an ordinary thing."

"What should we do now? It's clear that they have set a trap for the young master to come in. Once the young master is really seriously injured in the battle with the Nine Nether Emperor, I'm afraid it will be extremely dangerous for him to come out now."

Huo Zun said worriedly.

"If...if...something really happens to the young master, who can protect the East Region? The East Region will probably be razed to the ground by the foreign races. Even if we die, the young master cannot die."

Fire Lord continued.

After hearing what Fire Lord said, Young Master Luo Jian couldn't help but look up to Fire Lord. Many people in the East Region thought that Fire Lord was a coward, but after getting along with him for a while, he found that Fire Lord was not a coward, but his strength could not compete with the foreign races, so he thought about protecting himself.

With Qin Ye around, he actually aroused his passion.

Looking at Fire Lord who was already panicking, Young Master Luo Jian said, "Fire Lord, don't worry, even if the young master is injured, these jumping clowns are just going to die, let's wait here."

"If something really happens, I am willing to risk my life to save the young master."

The last sentence was spoken by Young Master Luo Jian with great force.