Doomsday Sanctuary

A smile appeared on Di Ping's face. The old man had been taking the initiative from the beginning. By drinking tea, he finally moved back to the initiative.

He lifted the teapot, poured a cup in silence, and filled himself with tea, while smiling:

"The predecessors must have been here for a short time, and you should be able to understand the tea culture here!"

Unexpectedly, there was a smile in his eyes, looking at Di Ping:

"Little friends don't need to test, this is the third day when someone comes, and the first stop is this sanctuary city!"

Di Ping suddenly turned red and smiled awkwardly. As the king, the thin-skinned man, he took a sip of tea and concealed his embarrassment. His face quickly returned to normal. He put down his tea bowl and looked at him. The old man said:

"I don't know which clan Senior Mo comes from. I have never heard of any clan in the star realm that has the same strength as seniors?"

The old man looked at Di Ping peacefully, and said calmly:

"Didn't the little friend already guessed it?"

Di Ping suddenly felt a shock. Facing the old man, he felt like he had nowhere to lay his teeth. It seemed that everything about him was open to the old man. He even worried about the existence of the system whether the old man would know.

He suppressed the restlessness and throbbing, looked at the old man and said:

"Senior Mo is here to fight hard?"

The white-faced middle-aged man smiled and said:

"Yes or not!"

Di Ping's heart was shocked again. This answer contained too much meaning, but it was already certain that this existence must be a person from the alien realm, otherwise he would not care about Zhuo Lie.

Di Ping looked at him and said:

"What do seniors say!"

After taking a sip of tea in silence, he put down the tea bowl, his eyes and his face expressed with emotion:

"Tea, you still have to taste it, it's refreshing to drink it, but it's too much!"

Di Ping's eyes moved slightly. He didn't understand what Mo's words meant, but faintly felt that he seemed to be talking about Zhu Lie.

Mo did not say much, slowly put down the tea bowl and looked at Di Ping and said:

"Little friends can know the strength of the Dragon Flame Sect of the sect where Naolie is located!"

Di Ping nodded and said:

"Know some, Long Yanzong belongs to the second-rate sect of Yuanni Star Realm, and the strongest strength in the door is said to be a Five Tribulations real person!"

But Mo smiled and shook his head:

"Little friend seems to have not received the real information!"

Di Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the respectful fist and said:

"Senior, please help me out!"

Looking at Di Ping silently:

"Does the little friend know the level of this star realm?"

Di Ping nodded and said:

"The juniors know one thing, there are billions of star realms in the universe, and the star realms can be divided into third-class star realms, second-class star realms, and first-class star realms. The star realm we are in is a third-class star realm. The Yuanni star realm belongs to the first-class star realm!"

Nodded silently and said:

"Now that the little friend knows, then I can explain it. The Yuanni star realm belongs to the first-class star realm, and is controlled by the super power Xuanyuan Temple, so it is also called the Great Xuanyuan Great World, under the jurisdiction of ten thousand second-class star realms and Millions of third-class stars!"

Although it was not the first time Di Ping knew this information, he still spit out his heart at this moment.

How terrible it is to master tens of thousands of second-class star realms and millions of third-class star realms. This is not a village or a township, but a plane and a world.

What kind of power is this, facing the Xuanyuan Temple, the world Di Ping is in is as weak as an ant.

However, Di Ping is not afraid. The stronger the Xuanyuan Temple is, the less he needs to be afraid of his weak existence. In the face of these powerful forces, the world is as small as a dust, and it is impossible to see them.

Then silently said:

"Strictly speaking, the Xuanyuan Temple is not an independent force. It should be said that it is an alliance. It is formed by countless powerful sects in the Yuanni Star Realm. Twelve super-first-class forces send strong The chairperson is in charge of the Xuanyuan Temple together, and under the twelve chairpersons there are 36 elders and 108 deacons, and these people manage specific affairs!"

Di Ping's heart was shaken. He hadn't even learned these heavy news. It turned out that the Xuanyuan Temple was not a force, but a powerful alliance organization.

There was a wry smile in his heart, originally thinking that he already knew the Yuanni star realm very well, only then did he realize that he knew too little.

The Rong Yuan realm he grasped was powerful in this star realm, and they were considered top powerhouses, but in the Yuan Ni star realm, they were the lowest level existence, and their knowledge was very limited.

It's like asking someone who has never been to the countryside very much, what a foreign country is like, and he can tell you whether it is hearsay or a guess, without much accuracy at all.

Therefore, these people don't even know the strength of the strongest Yanlongzong, let alone expect them to say much about the Xuanyuan Temple.

Then silently said:

"These twelve chairpersons belong to the powerhouses of the Yuan birth realm. They retreat for hundreds of thousands of years or even years. They only gather when major events affect the star realm. Therefore, these people have no time to manage the Xuanyuan Temple. One or two more to sit in the temple, no matter what matters, most of the affairs in the temple are managed by thirty-six elders, and many of the thirty-six elders are strong at the peak of the catastrophe, and many people are busy attacking Yuan Therefore, the real managers of Xuanyuan Temple are 108 deacons!"

Di Ping's eyes flashed, he seemed to know what Mo was about to say, and said:

"Senior means that among the hundred and eight deacons, is there a member of Long Yanzong?"