"We were too rash."
The countless terrifying living beings and the ancient cult master listened to the words in their ears.
They were all stunned and immediately apologized.
This sudden curiosity made them accidentally cross the line.
The cultivation world was afraid of such investigations.
If there were no elders present, it would be fine if no one discovered it.
However, it was obvious that there were elders in the Mirror Moon Palace.
They sensed an obscure aura. It was an aura that was countless times stronger than the person who spoke, so they did not dare to act rashly. The person who spoke was already very powerful, and the other...
The gazes that were looking at Ye Zicang slowly disappeared into the void.
In the distance.
Ye Zicang frowned and glanced at the sky…
Immediately after.
"Aiya, little sister, I'm sorry. This guy died just because he was too weak.”
Scratching his head, Ye Zicang spoke softly with a bashful look on his face.
At this moment, Ye Zicang was like a young and ignorant teenager.
This sudden change caused the surrounding cultivators to twitch their mouths.
Forget it, she only knew how to be shy now. Where did her arrogance go just now…
"Little brother, you're very capable. You've reached the King Realm at such a young age.”
The eyes of the Lotus Saintess flashed with a hint of gloominess.
Rong Ye said with a smile.
Ye Zicang grinned.
"Thirteen? How could that be?"
"Impossible!"
Just as Ye Zicang finished his sentence.
Gasps sounded.
Except for those old monsters and antiques who could observe Ye Zicang's growth rings with their high cultivation.
The people around him didn't know Ye Zicang's age.
When they heard this, they all sucked in a breath of cold air.
"So powerful. At the age of thirteen, he has the combat strength to instantly kill an early-stage King Realm expert. I'm afraid it's enough to enter the annals of history and stand shoulder to shoulder with those monstrous geniuses who shook the ancient and modern records!”
A clan elder from a small faction had his turbid eyes sparkling.
He spoke eloquently.
"Good skills. The Mirror Moon Palace is indeed a famous force in the Lower Cang.”
Bang!
Shui Fei Chen put away his folding fan and smiled mysteriously as he looked at Li Ling Shuang and the other Mirror Moon Palace disciples.
He was praising the Mirror Moon Palace for pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.
Although it was just an insignificant "tiger", it made him and the Saintess lose some face.
They had called themselves geniuses, but they couldn't see through Ye Zicang's cultivation base, which was much lower than theirs.
As a result, their people were killed in vain.
"Oh, what are you unhappy about?"
Ye Zicang didn't show any sign of weakness. Instead, he changed his arrogant expression and said with a smile.
Seeing this scene.
Everyone around frowned.
This little fellow's expression changed really quickly, but…
At this moment, Ye Zicang's voice fell.
No one was gossiping about Ye Zicang.
"Hmm…"
When had Shui Fei Chen ever been insulted like this? The smile on his face did not change.
However, his eyes flashed with killing intent…
At this moment!
The earth shook.
A loud rumble sounded.
In the distance, the sky was filled with seven colors, like the light of the North Pole.
It was beautiful.
A vast and majestic aura filled the land.
In the seven-colored aurora.
He could vaguely see a small world filled with immortal medicine.
An aura that was even more ancient than the immemorial era overflowed.
In an instant!
Countless terrifying creatures and sect masters opened their eyes.
"It's starting."
In just a moment.
The aura of countless tyrannical kings soared into the sky.
At this moment, in the Ancient Barbaric City near the Barbaric Mountain, it was as if a group of beauties were competing.
King's auras clashed!
"Hahaha, it has begun. The inheritance belongs to me, Long Xiang.”
An arrogant howl sounded.
A golden figure that looked like a little emperor stepped through the air.
He had golden hair, two horns on his head that looked like the horns of a dragon, and a rough face.
"Humph!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a light snort sounded.
Although his voice was soft, it shook the world.
It was a slender and handsome man in shiny golden armor.
He was like an indomitable god of war as he crossed the void in the Ancient Savage Barren City.
The moment the two came into contact.
"Boom!"
Like a torrential flood, massive auras collided.
At the same time.
A terrifying beam of light rushed into the battlefield.
The two people who were originally fighting either punched out domineeringly or slashed horizontally with an ancient sword.
The fist wind surged, and the sword light was bright.
It collided with the beam of light, causing ripples to appear.
The two-horned youth and the warlord looked to the side.
A plain-looking man's figure was illusory, flashing and moving continuously.
Although his appearance was plain, there was a vertical eye between his brows that was like a dazzling star embedded in his forehead.
It made people have no choice but to stay in this special place.
"Heavenly Eye Clan!"
Both of them were stunned.
"So what?"
The two-horned youth smiled widely.
At this moment.
A huge battle erupted in the surroundings.
Before they even entered the cemetery, a fight had already broken out.
Streaks of majestic and horned dragon aura burst forth.
A bronze-skinned youth with a rough face walked like a dragon.
His blood and Qi faintly shook the surrounding space, causing a buzzing sound to appear.
At this moment, in the trading ground.
Ye Zicang's eyes sparkled as he scanned his surroundings.
The Saintess of the Lotus Sect and Shui Feichen had long ignored the people of the Mirror Moon Palace and leaped into the air, heading toward the graveyard.
"Lingshuang, you guys go too."
The cold voice slowly reached the ears of Ye Zicang, a disciple of the Mirror Moon Palace.
"Zicang, you did a good job just now. You didn't embarrass the Mirror Moon Palace, but you did.”
At the same time, Ye Zicang heard a compliment.
"Hehe."
Ye Zicang grinned.
In the next moment.
The disciples of the Mirror Moon Palace headed towards the Barbaric Mountain.
At this moment, a chaotic battle began!
Faced with everything, the older generation's eyes sparkled, and no one made a move.
In the distance.
There were also itinerant cultivators standing in the sky watching all of this.
Those who could come here, which one of them wasn't a hero of the region, each unwilling to give way.
Dazzling lights shone from all directions, and terrifying power fluctuated.
Ye Zicang looked at the dozens of people blocking his way.
A hint of excitement appeared in his eyes.
"Let me clear the way."
Roar...
His thin figure leaped up.
He stomped down.
Boom!
This kick seemed to be as heavy as ten million mountains.
A shocking ravine split open on the ground.
It stretched for tens of thousands of miles without end.
It was accompanied by a powerful gust of wind that swept forward.
"Ah!"
Feeling the trembling of the earth, the dozens of figures lost their balance and fell into the ravine.
Ye Zicang shouted, his blood boiling.
His body flashed rapidly.
It was like a small dragon in human form as it charged forward.
Wherever it passed, the earth trembled and people were thrown off their feet…
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