I wanted to inherit the family business, but instead created an invincible sect

Wrapped in the points of light, everyone could feel that their primordial spirit was skyrocketing by leaps and bounds, and even the realm was slowly climbing.

Everyone gathered their minds, sat in the point of light, and tried their best to digest the energy in the point of light and improve their strength.

For a whole day, the light gradually dissipated, and everyone opened their eyes, showing a touch of joy on their faces, and their cultivation was more or less improved.

Only Nangong Yi has a very poor talent, and cultivation has almost no effect on him, so after absorbing some light points, he gave up.

And just when the point of light was about to completely dissipate, a voice came into Nangong Yi's mind.

"I remember, they...

From the Second World!"

Nangong Yi raised his eyebrows, this voice belonged to the wise man.

"Second World..."

, he muttered to himself, what the wise man said about them must be the enemies of the Holy Sun Continent.

But where is this

second world? Nangong Yi shook his head, no matter where the second world is, anyway, with his current strength, he can't pose any threat to others.

However, when he learned that there were still enemies in the Holy Sun Continent, he couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency in his heart.

The sky fell, and it was a tall one, and the Nangong world, without any accident, must belong to a tall one.

In case, the second world really invades again, and the Nangong family will definitely bear the brunt, and when the time comes, the stable life he wants will be gone.

Even, according to the wise man, under the invasion of the second world, the Nangong family is probably going to be gone, and his family business is definitely going to be gone.

"Whew..."

Nangong Yi exhaled a breath of turbidity, if it was in the past, he didn't have any way, but now, with the assistance of the system, what about the second world?

"Young Master, we have broken through!"

At this time, Xueqin and Xueqi came together, their faces full of joy:

"We are all in the realm of heaven and man, and we can better protect the young master in the future." "

Their talents are already good, when they were young, they were trained by the Nangong family, and after layers of selection, they became Nangong Yi's maids.

Now, at the age of twenty-three, he is already a cultivator in the realm of heaven and man.

Even in the Holy Domain, some powerful saints and saints are not necessarily stronger than them.

"Not bad.

Nangong Yi complimented.

Immediately afterwards, everyone else also smiled and said

, "Young Master Nangong, I also broke through."

"And me, breaking through two small levels is already the Great Perfection of the Heavenly and Human Realms. "

Hey, I've broken through Venerable. "

Almost all of them have made breakthroughs in their cultivation, and their realms are unusually stable.

Even the Lord of the Tianyan Kingdom has broken through to the Transformation God Realm, and among the generals, there are also a few people who have reached the cultivation of the Void Breaking Realm, and the rest of the people are also infinitely close to the Void Breaking Realm.

In this line, everyone has gained a lot.

And the ones who should be thanked the most are naturally those seniors who gave their lives in order to protect the Holy Yang Continent.

Not only did they pay for their lives, but even millions of years later, they paid for their primordial gods.

Even Nangong Yi has to admire the greatness of these predecessors.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't forget, these are all gifts from the predecessors who guarded the continent. Nangong

Yidao.

Hearing this, everyone's happy faces also froze, they nodded seriously, and fell from the sky, and the previous dense forest had turned into a barren.

They looked around, bowing slightly, showing their respect.

......

At this time, in the ancient battlefield, there were already hundreds of thousands of monks, all of whom came from all over the Holy Yang Continent, compared to the first batch of strong people who entered the Holy Yang Continent, the later monks were much weaker.

Even, even in the realm of martial artists, monks who had just stepped into the martial arts entered the ancient battlefield.

And this, naturally, also led to the fall of many monks on the ancient battlefield.

Of course, there are also many strong people who can solve most accidents, such as Nangong Yi and others, and can even detect some secrets of the ancient battlefield.

And for these secrets, the more you know, the more frightening it becomes, so that many strong people are shrouded in a layer of haze in their hearts.

......

The Far East.

This is a no-man's land, even a saint, even an ancient emperor powerhouse, can not step in it, it is the most mysterious place in the hearts of all strong people.

At this time, no one knew that in the no-man's land, there were two figures.

On the top of the mountain, a white-haired old man and an elegant middle-aged man sat opposite each other, playing chess.

The old man fell and looked at the middle-aged:

"You lead out the ancient battlefield, and everything that was buried back then will be seen again." The

middle-aged man looked at the chessboard, thought about it for a while, and it was also a fall, he raised his head, if Nangong Yi was here, he would definitely exclaim.

This middle-aged man turned out to be his father! The middle-aged

man smiled slightly:

"It's time to see the light of day again, now, the Holy Yang Continent can still exist, and their efforts are irreplaceable, but all this is gradually forgotten."

This shouldn't be.

They should always be remembered. The

old man shook his head, looked at the chessboard, and muttered for a long time:

"Have you counted anything?"

The middle-aged man sighed, looked away from the chessboard, and looked to the side, where there was a sealed passage, and from time to time there would be attacks, coming from the passage.

Retracting his gaze, he looked at

the old man: "How long can you hold on

?" The old man's chess hand paused slightly, and then, looking up at the middle-aged man, asked rhetorically

, "What about you?"

The two looked at each other, and they both laughed.

The middle-aged man finally fell and stood up:

"You lost."

Looking at the chessboard, the old man shook his head helplessly:

"Can't you let me play a game?"

As he spoke, he also stood up, and the two walked to the front of the passage together, their faces gradually becoming solemn.

"Ten years at most. The

old man spoke, and he looked at the middle-aged man:

"You are about the same." Hearing

this, the middle-aged man smiled slightly:

"It should be more than you." "

You!" the

old man shook his head and smiled.

Then, the two of them just looked at the passage and were silent for a long time.

After a while, the middle-aged man took a deep breath, he looked at the old man, and said with a smile:

"I should go." As

he spoke, with a flick of his arm, a wine gourd was thrown at the old man:

"Save some drink, I don't know when I can come next time." The

old man was in a hurry, caught the wine gourd, opened the lid directly, and took a sip:

"Ha, it's so refreshing, it's still like this!

He waved his hand and drove the middle-aged man away.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, but in the end, he sighed, didn't say anything, and turned away.

And the old man also looked at his back, his eyes gradually fell lonely, he shook his head, sat directly on the ground, and poured the wine one by one...