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In the Hundred Thousand Mountains, although most of the resources have been scrambled and collected by the various supreme forces, the spirit of immortality is still undiminished.

Some exotic fruits can be seen everywhere around, the grass is in the sky, and there are some individual monsters scurrying in the grass and mountains from time to time.

The energy pervading the air around is also too strong, and under the refraction of the sun, it shows colorful light from time to time!

The whole world seems to be a beautiful and vivid picture, and there is no wonder that can compete with them.

However, it is such a beautiful picture of the world, but it has a touch of whiteness that is both harmonious and exclusive.

This touch of white is holy and independent, forming a strong contrast with the surrounding colorful colors, but it is not obtrusive at all, as if it is integrated with the sky and the earth.

"It's such a beautiful view of a hundred thousand mountains! I just don't know how amazing this Supreme Cave is!"

Yang Mingyu waved his folding fan lightly. He was dressed in white clothes like snow, with a handsome appearance and a temperament like a fairy in the sky.

Detached from the mundane world and the secular world, there is no two in the world!
Along the way, Yang Mingyu seemed to have sensed something, he smiled slightly, and closed the paper fan in his hand slightly, as if standing in front of him was a shy beauty.

Obviously it looks like the behavior of a wretched dude, but no matter how you look at it, you can't bear the slightest disgust.

As Yang Mingyu kept raising his palm, a blue line slowly appeared in the originally empty midair.

The lines are constantly flashing with subtle blue light, and it seems to be accompanied by a little bit of lightning.

"open!"

The corners of Yang Mingyu's mouth opened slightly, and he spit out a word crisply. In an instant, the word condensed into reality in the air, turning into a boulder-sized shape and hitting the blue line.

"Boom!"

The violent impact immediately echoed in the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains, and the surrounding space seemed to be unable to bear it, and ripples like water waves were produced.

And the land of the blue line was knocked open like a door, revealing a deep void passageway as tall as a person!

Looking at the passage in front of him, Yang Mingyu immediately stepped in. After Yang Mingyu's figure completely disappeared, the entrance of the passage finally returned to its original state.

And not long after Yang Mingyu disappeared, in the depths of the peaceful Hundred Thousand Mountains, ripples appeared in the surrounding space one after another like water waves!
But these ripples soon calmed down, forming void passages one after another.

There are many void passages, at least more than a dozen, and many people have walked out of each passage one after another.

These people include men and women, old and young, but without exception, their aura is not weaker than that of the Heaven-reaching Realm, and there are even a few of them who are only one step away from the Supreme!
It wasn't surprising that everyone looked at each other. After greeting each other, they started talking.

"Weird! I clearly felt the aura of Supreme Being, why is it gone now?"

"Although this aura is supreme, he doesn't seem to belong to any known supreme!"

"I think so too, and this unknown Supreme seems to be a bad person!"

"The direction of the vibration just now should be the Shen's house!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned their gazes to the direction where Yang Mingyu had disappeared before, and there was a flash of light in their eyes, and they didn't know what they were thinking about?
At this moment, in the small world of the Shen family, the people of the Shen family who learned that the small world was attacked have already reacted, and rushed towards the entrance one after another.

And Yang Mingyu was still walking step by step on the road to Shen's house, his eyes were calm, but full of unknown charm and brilliance, which made one feel a little afraid.

From a distance, Yang Mingyu saw the entrance of Shen's house and the crowd surrounding him.

But at this moment, Yang Mingyu saw no one at all, as if the whole world had been ignored by him.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you trespass on the realm of God's house!"

As Yang Mingyu got closer and closer, the staff headed by the Shen family immediately stirred up an aura as if the pressure of an ancient mountain, and crushed Yang Mingyu heavily.

But Yang Mingyu didn't seem to feel anything, he still walked forward on his own, and said words that seemed to be out of his mind.

"The lower realm is a small place, so it's pretty cool to be able to do this."

Yang Mingyu's gaze passed through in an instant, and the door plaque of the God's House standing on the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds and mist came to the inside.

The Shen family is worthy of being a supreme family, the outer layer already looks magnificent, and the inner part can be called a fairyland on earth!
After crossing the door plaque, there is the city that almost covers half of the inner world, or it should be said that it is a palace!
Every palace seems to be cast from rare and rare treasures, exuding shining brilliance, as if bathed in brilliance!
Looking at Yang Mingyu who kept approaching in front of him, the person who put pressure on him was shocked in an instant.

I am the pinnacle of the Heaven-reaching Realm, and those who can resist my aura without responding as if walking on the ground, I am afraid that I am only in the Supreme Realm!
Thinking of this, the man immediately panicked and didn't know what to do for a while.

If the young man in front of him is really a young supreme, then wouldn't his obstruction mean that he is blocking the car with his arms and asking for a dead end?

But I dare not disobey Patriarch's order, if I knew it, I would not have left the customs so early, and now I am neither entering nor retreating.

Just when Shen Baichuan was at a loss for a while, the people around him didn't know about Yang Mingyu's strange situation.

Therefore, watching Yang Mingyu gradually approaching, as the family of gods, of course they must fulfill their responsibilities and protect the family.

Before Shen Baichuan had time to stop him, more than a dozen elders of Tongtian Realm and thirty priests of Thunder Tribulation Realm rushed up to Yang Mingyu's side.

Without any temptation or nonsense, everyone launched an offensive almost at the same time.

Long before Yang Mingyu entered the small world of the God's family, they had already understood that the visitor was definitely not good, and his strength was extraordinary.

Being able to tear apart a small world created by a Supreme Being is a very terrifying strength even in the Heaven-reaching Realm!

Some powerhouses with special physiques can even fight against ordinary supreme beings.

Therefore, in the face of unknown dangers, there is no room for everyone to have the slightest temptation, so we can only go all out!
Looking at the crowd who shot at him in unison, Yang Mingyu didn't even blink.

He smiled lightly, and opened the folding fan in his hand casually. The next moment, a layer of nearly transparent Yuanli shield appeared around Yang Mingyu's body.

Although under the attack of everyone with knives or swords or various supernatural powers, the shield shrunk significantly, but it quickly rebounded, went back, and returned all these powers to everyone!
All of a sudden, everyone spewed blood from their mouths and flew away, hitting the surrounding mountain walls heavily.

Looking at Yang Mingyu who was still approaching him, the only Shen Baichuan who was still standing there trembled in his calves.

Just when he thought that Yang Mingyu was planning to deal with him too, Yang Mingyu handed him a white invitation card.

"I'm not here to embarrass you, I just want to invite everyone in the God's family to attend my young master's funeral! This is an invitation card!"

After Yang Mingyu finished speaking, a meaningful smile appeared on his face, and he slowly fanned the paper fan in his hand.

Shen Baichuan looked at the funeral invitation in his hand, his eyes filled with astonishment!

"This, this...how is this possible! This pattern is actually the pattern of the gods, and even the paper is made of five-star god silk and evergreen wood!"

"And the characters on it are written with the blood of the Dragon Emperor! Besides, I can still feel the aura of the ice crystal phoenix."

"Could it be that the pen that writes the characters is the feather of the ice crystal phoenix! This is impossible! There are people in this world who use these as invitation cards!"

Just when Shen Baichuan raised his head to ask who Yang Mingyu was, Yang Mingyu had already disappeared from the scene.

Seeing Yang Mingyu disappear, Shen Baichuan immediately brought a member of the Shen family who had been beaten into the air, and asked anxiously and expectantly, "Did you see where that person went just now?"

The person being questioned immediately shook his head, and then Shen Baichuan asked several people, but the answers he got were all the same.

Shen Baichuan was very regretful about this, with such terrifying strength, and being able to produce such a rare and precious existence, it seems that there is no one in the entire Tianyuan Continent!
Seeing that there was really no other way, Shen Baichuan finally let out a long sigh, and planned to take a look at the owner of this item.

But before handing it in again, Shen Baichuan opened it and took a look. As soon as he opened it, he felt a breath as vast as heaven and earth rushing towards his face, which made people feel a little scared!
Caressing the corners and corners carefully, Shen Baichuan was very excited. He is a craftsman himself. To be able to see so many top-quality materials and touch them with his own hands is simply the greatest happiness in his life!
But looking at the top-quality materials in front of him and being trained into such an invitation card, he was really heartbroken!

Especially the outer layer is full of divine language, which is said to come from the language of the ancient gods descended from the mortal world!

Throughout the ages, there are probably less than a few thousand people who have been able to learn the divine scriptures of the heavens and use them!
Therefore, Shen Baichuan kept scolding Yang Mingyu's master, a prodigal son, but this also made him even more curious about who this master is!

There are only a few pieces of paper in the inner space, and the frontmost piece of paper says that everyone in the family of God has personally approved it!

"This... Could it be that someone left because of the Shen family? But I haven't heard that the Shen family has such a luxurious relative?"

Shen Baichuan continued to look down curiously, and when he turned to the second page, the number of words increased significantly.

"I am Yang Tianyu, the envoy of the god emperor in the upper realm. Today, my young master Chen Hao was reincarnated in the lower realm, but was brutally murdered by a traitor!"

"Let my young master be the son of the god emperor, how can he just disappear in the world? That's why it's called a funeral, but it actually returns to the upper realm and ascends to the throne of god"

"Although my young master's death has a great relationship with the Shen family, the young master is magnanimous and determined to spare the Shen family from death, and specially invited the Shen family to participate in the funeral!"

Seeing this, Shen Baichuan felt his heart skip a beat, and a feeling called fear instantly hit his whole body.

If it was just these things in the past, he would have ignored them a long time ago, and even exploded into a thunderous rage. When will the Shen family be treated as a place for jokes by such kittens and puppies?

But looking at the funeral invitations forged from all kinds of rare treasures in front of him, and Yang Mingyu's way of easily defeating everyone before him.

Shen Baichuan could only smile wryly, and the originally thin invitation seemed to weigh as much as ten thousand catties at this moment!
Although a mere ten thousand catties is nothing at all, the peak of the spiritual pulse state can be thrown away for fun.

But what weighs so much is not the funeral invitation, but the heart in his chest, that heart!