Above the Xutian, the man in purple robe with a majestic look seemed to feel something, his eyes drooped slightly, and projected towards him downwards!

Seeing this, Qin Yu immediately withdrew his gaze, held his breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Now he is far from the opponent of the Lord of Haotian Palace.

However, he believed that as long as he could successfully enter the Holy Monument to practice, the day of revenge would not be too far away!

The middle-aged man in purple robe looked as sharp as a knife. He looked down and glanced at him for a week, but he didn't find anything. His brows couldn't help but frowned slightly. As a powerful person in the supreme realm, how sharp his spiritual sense was? Just now, he did feel a murderous intent from below, but when he fell down his eyes, the murderous intent disappeared in an instant.

At this time, he turned his head slightly, looked at the white-clothed swordsman and the woman in green next to him, and smiled: "Just now, I felt that someone below could actually peek at us. This battle of the Holy Monument seems to be very powerful! I heard that in recent years, the two Supreme Palace and Xuanzong have produced young people with good talent, one named Di Yun and the other named Bei Cang Fulong, both of whom are peerless geniuses who are rare in a thousand years. He has the record of defeating the old high-level holy lords, and the limelight is very popular!"

Hearing this, the white-clothed swordsman looked calm and did not comment.

However, the woman in green sneered and said, "Master Chu, your Haotian Mansion is full of the Holy Land of Middle Earth, and it is full of talents. How dare our Xuanzong compare with your Haotian Mansion?"

"Haha, Master Xuan is too humble!"

When he heard the sarcasm in the words of the woman in green, the middle-aged man in purple robe laughed and didn't care.

Indeed, Haotian Prefecture opened branches in every corner of the Holy Realm, and there were branches of Haotian Prefecture in thousands of branches.

The main task of these branch offices is to recruit talents to the Lord of Haotian Palace and continuously deliver fresh blood.

Therefore, over the years, Haotian Mansion has been in great momentum!

On the other hand, Xuanzong and Supreme Palace, like Haotian Mansion, were originally the three super forces in the holy realm that have been passed down from ancient times to the present, but now, because they are not in conflict with the world, their sense of existence has gradually faded away from some new major forces.

At this time, the white-shirted swordsman who had been silent in the middle suddenly spoke, and he said lightly: "Two, I think it's better not to fight. You all know in your heart that the strength of many hidden ancient tribes is not much weaker than ours."

The next moment, a trace of solemn flashed suddenly between his eyebrows, and he said in a deep voice: "Decades ago, the Nine Realms Buddha Lord, who had been in seclusion for thousands of years in the Western Desert, suddenly came out of seclusion. What do you think of his prophecy? Everyone knows the chaos in his mouth, and it must be the demon clan. Moreover, a few years ago, Situ Nantian, the great elder who had disappeared for thousands of years in my Supreme Palace, suddenly returned and brought back the news of the hidden demon clan powerhouse in Tianyun Shenjian. Are you not worried at all?"

"Demons?"

The middle-aged man in purple robe laughed, "Lord Yuan, you're worried too much! The demon race still has remnants, but they can only hide in the corner and tremble. Besides, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and they have been cleared out. As for the information brought back by Elder Situ, the remnants of the demon race are strong and are the top supreme. But don't forget that our human race is not without the top supreme. What kind of climate can a mere demon race become?"

The white-shirted swordsman nodded slightly when he heard this, but the heaviness between his eyebrows did not disappear.

What the Lord Chu said was not without reason, but he always felt that things were not that simple. After all, the prophecy of the Buddha Lord of the Nine Realms never talked nonsense.

At this time, the Qingyi Xuanzong next to him suddenly spoke and said, "Sometimes ago, when my Xuanzong went to Yinyang Divine Ruins to train, he encountered a large number of demons. Although they were not strong, they were quite large. They were hidden deep in the Yinyang Divine Ruins. After some of them were killed, they ran back."

"Yin and Yang Divine Ruins?"

The white-shirted swordsman frowned.

The Yin-Yang Divine Ruins, one of the top ten Jedi, are as dangerous as the Tianyun Divine Stream. Even if a strong man from the Supreme Realm enters, there are certain risks and is indeed a good place to hide.

After the ancient war, the remnants of the demons hiding in the cracks in the space and many secret worlds have been discovered and destroyed by the human race for hundreds of thousands of years.

Only the top ten Jedi, where these powerful human races rarely appear, are their best and the only relatively safe place to live.

Of course, the dangers of the Jedi are relative, and there are dangers to the human race, and there are also demon races.

A large number of low-level demons appeared in the Yin-Yang Divine Ruins. It was obvious that the demons were not afraid of danger, but that they found a good hiding place in the Divine Ruins Jedi!

After a brief analysis, the white-shirted swordsman said in a deep voice: "There are many demons hidden in the Yin-Yang Divine Ruins. In the future, we may have to closely monitor the Yin-Yang Divine Ruins! Although the prophecy of the Buddha Lord of the Nine Realms, the chaos arose from the sea of ​​chaos in the sea of ​​demons, there may not be no demons on the Cangling Continent, and we cannot be careless."

The middle-aged man in purple robe smiled, with a hint of disdain on his face.

How many years have passed since the ancient battle to kill demons? How many remaining demons can there be? Ten thousand? Hundreds of thousands? One million? Ten million is not a fraction of the human race!

Want to make trouble? It's just a desperate situation!

"What a pity, although the ancient battle was difficult to win, it almost exhausted the potential of the human race. Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, no one was able to successfully be awarded the emperor!"

The white-shirted swordsman seemed to have thought of something and sighed, "Also, in recent years, talents have withered, and generations have become worse than the next. Even fewer people have successfully entered the Supreme Realm! If I remember correctly the entire Middle Earth Holy Realm, in the past thousand years, only the Lord Chu Mansion has successfully entered the Supreme Realm, right?"

After saying that, the white-shirted swordsman looked at the middle-aged man in purple robe next to him with a little deep meaning and said, "I wonder if the Lord of Chu still remembers that in the last battle of the Holy Monument, a man with a very talented man named Qin Yang appeared. Like me, he is a sword cultivator. I originally liked him very much and wanted him to enter the Supreme Palace to pick up my class. Unfortunately, he was arrogant by nature and rejected me. Unexpectedly, he disappeared later. Even the holy land Yangmen he founded was tragically destroyed. It is really sad!"

The middle-aged man in purple robe twitched when he heard this, and he forced himself to smile and said, "The Lord of Palace Yuan invites him to the Supreme Palace and be your successor. He rejects you, and it can only be blamed for his ignorance!"

The white-shirt swordsman laughed, "I don't care whether he knows or not, but I appreciate his character, and I am a little bit arrogant. I don't want to be inferior to others and want to make a breakthrough in the world by myself. With his martial arts talent, if nothing unexpected happens, there should be no big problem in breaking through the Supreme."

"But, after so many years, there has been no news of him breaking through to the Supreme. I'm afraid he must have been killed long ago!"

The middle-aged man in purple robe snorted coldly and said, "There are so great in the world, and there are many people with high talent, but how many people can truly break through and win the supreme? In this world, heroes are always judged by success or failure. They cannot reach the peak and can never be called a true strong man! What can Qin Yang be considered?"

At this time, the white-clothed swordsman looked at the middle-aged man in purple robe in surprise and said, "Master Chu, I just sigh that the human race has lost a strong man. Why do you have such a great resentment?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man in purple robe froze and said, "I'm just talking about the matter, the Lord of Palace Yuan is so serious!"

Just talk about the matter?

The white-shirted swordsman smiled and stopped talking.

In fact, he had known since the remnant of Situ Nantian, the great elder of the Supreme Palace, returned from Tianyu Shenjian. Back then, the person who was assassinating Qin Yang was the middle-aged purple robe next to him, the lord of Haotian Palace, Chu Yan!
Chapter completed!