The Ancient Vast Realm

"This little guy from East Wasteland City is good, I want him, come!"

A strong man wearing bone armor and with a dragon-like aura grinned and raised his hand. Everyone saw a strong young man wearing animal skins was taken into the hall from somewhere and came to the side of the strong man.

"This little girl from West Wasteland City is actually a Luanfeng battle body. Not bad, seniors, please don't compete with me for her."

A goddess-like existence wearing gorgeous brocade dress smiled and waved her hand, and a beautiful girl in red also flew into the hall from somewhere.

Then, one figure after another was taken in by the strong men in the hall, and even Feng Xuan and others also had figures flying around them, constantly flying into the hall.

Everyone immediately understood that the strong men in this hall must have opened up the space channels of the four wasteland cities in the east, south, west and north, otherwise how could those figures that they and others could not see fly in.

For example, Jian Wuchen, Feng Xuan and others knew that he was from Donghuang City, not from Nanhuang City like everyone else.

While thinking about this, Feng Xuan suddenly saw Jian Wuchen's figure also appear in the hall above, and came to the side of an old man with simple clothes and plain face.

Jian Wuchen stood quietly beside the old man, looking forward, as if looking for something.

"Haha, kid, follow me!"

At this moment, a loud laugh sounded in everyone's ears, and everyone couldn't help but react. Feng Xuan's body was forced to fly up and swept into the hall until he came to the side of a giant with an exaggerated body.

Tu Shanxing looked at Feng Xuan with a smile on his face. Since the space was opened, he was looking for Feng Xuan's location as soon as possible, and he didn't even have time to pay attention to the others who were interested.

Although there are millions of geniuses in Sihuang City, it is nothing to these powerful people. A divine sense can roughly find out.

Tu Shanxing also immediately captured Feng Xuan the moment he found him.

Feng Xuan looked at the tall and strong man in front of him with a confused face, and suddenly felt a little scared.

He didn't know what the master of Ksitigarbha Hall looked like, after all, he was still in a coma at that time, but it seemed that according to the description of Wu Lao and others, he didn't look like this, right?

Looking at Tu Shanxing's arm that was thicker than his waist, and then feeling the pressure that was inadvertently radiated from his body, Feng Xuan felt that the person sitting in front of him was an ancient giant beast. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva and wanted to say something.

"This... this... this, senior..."

Feng Xuan stuttered and couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time. It's not his fault, it's really that the pressure from the other party was too great.

Facing a wild beast, Feng Xuan dared to draw his sword, but he didn't even have the courage to look at the man head-on. Under the pressure of the other party, he felt that his muscles and bones were wailing, as if he would be crushed to pieces by the heavy pressure in the next moment. His strong body seemed to be useless at this moment.

Seeing Feng Xuan like this, Tu Shanxing seemed to realize something and quickly restrained his pressure.

He has always been domineering and never bothered to hide himself. The rest of the people in the hall would naturally not be unable to withstand his pressure, but they forgot that Feng Xuan was just a little guy in the second realm.

"Ahem, I forgot that your realm is too low and you can't stand my pressure. I am the deputy hall master of the Demon Hall. Tu Shanxing, you will be my disciple in the future!"

Tu Shanxing coughed dryly and squeezed out a smile to Feng Xuan, but that smile was so terrifying, like a beast grinning.

Feng Xuan stared at the man in amazement, not knowing what to say for a moment.

First of all, are you sure you really forgot to restrain your pressure?

Feng Xuan looked at the smile in the other person's eyes and felt suspicious.

Moreover, Feng Xuan felt that the other person was not asking him, but directly making the decision.

But the other person also revealed his identity. He was not the master of the Ksitigarbha Hall that he was looking for, but the deputy master of the Demon Hall.

This made Feng Xuan very embarrassed. After all, he didn't know how to reject the other party's kindness. If the master of the Ksitigarbha Hall had not been kind to him and was very likely to know the past of his clan, he would not care who to worship as his master.

And Feng Xuan didn't know if he would make the other party angry and slap him to death if he rejected him.

"I..."

Just when Feng Xuan wanted to say something, several shouts came from the side at this time.

"Wait!"

Before these several voices fell, two cracks appeared in the space in front of him.

A mysterious woman with a graceful figure, wearing a night-like gauze skirt and a black gauze on her face, walked out of the space and came to the two people.

An old man with an ancient aura, drooping eyebrows, and a pair of white eyebrows that almost dragged to his chest stepped out of the space and came to the front of several people.

As for the last figure, it was a handsome young man with a warm smile, wearing a blue and white crane cloak, and a flowing cloud ribbon casually tied up his long hair behind him.

Seeing these people, Tu Shanxing had not spoken yet, but the strong men beside him changed their expressions and quietly moved away.

During this secret realm, with Feng Xuan's performance, how could no one look up to him? But why did the others not dare to speak up to accept Feng Xuan? Wasn't it because Tu Shanxing had already expressed his attitude? With his personality, since he had said so, ordinary people naturally didn't dare to offend him.

Didn't you see that even the people from the Dijiao Palace didn't dare to really compete with Tu Shanxing for people?

However, the people who appeared at this time were all extraordinary, and the people around them were naturally afraid of being implicated.

Tu Shanxing frowned and looked at the three people who appeared. His fingers on the stone table tapped slightly, making a crisp sound.

"What do you mean?"

He naturally knew the people in front of him. The woman was Ji Ye, the second son of the Diyin Palace. It was even rumored that her cultivation had already reached the peak of the fourth realm, and her strength exceeded that of the first son of the Diyin Palace.

You know, the deputy hall master of the general War Hall is only half a step into the Great Sun Realm in terms of cultivation, and the opponent's strength is probably very close to this level.

As for the other person, he was even more dignified. He was the Grand Elder of the Secret Medicine Hall, Ban Shang.

Although he was only an elder, he was a member of the Grand Elders who had already retired.

The elders of the Great Wilderness Holy Land were generally at the fourth realm of cultivation. Only those elders who had broken through to the fifth realm were qualified to serve as Grand Elders.

This person was a true fifth realm, the Great Sun Realm.

According to the ancient times, this person had reached the realm of an adult pure-blooded golden crow, and could be called the Emperor Realm. His strength was naturally unfathomable, but he didn't know why he would appear at this time.

As for the last person, Tu Shanxing was even more puzzled. This was the eighth son of the Ksitigarbha Hall, Yin Mo. Although his strength was not in the eyes of many people, he was the only disciple accepted by the Ksitigarbha Hall Master in the past thousand years. As the disciple of that hall master, the others could not help but pay attention to him.

But even so, this person is not qualified to participate in the competition among several people. After all, his identity and strength are still inferior to those of several people.