I signed up for ten thousand years and was exposed by a beautiful apprentice

"senior!"

The bewildered young man in yellow robe turned around and said with a look of horror, "This Lord Zhanzong is a master of Eternal Realm who has opened five doors!"

"Is it very powerful to open five doors?"

Ye Yun smiled lightly.

"When you reach the Eternal Realm, if you open five doors, it will be quite powerful..."

The yellow-robed boy lowered his head and said in frustration.

The big black cat snorted coldly, and looked sideways: "Brother Xiong, you really look down on people! Who is my master? In the eyes of the master, the mere Eternal Realm is not even a fart!"

"really?"

The yellow-robed boy's lips were purple, and his body was trembling.

He didn't believe it anyway--

This senior at the fifth level of the Life and Death Realm was able to defeat Lord Zhanzong of the Eternal Realm of the Eight Gods Sect.

"You little guy, you are really stupid. If you got to some place, you would have died a long time ago!"

Mu Qing's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she spat out that she hated iron for being weak.

"Okay, you don't need to talk about him. People from different worlds naturally have different eyesight. He is just a little bear..."

Ye Yun smiled lightly, waved his hands and said.

Mu Qing and the big black cat froze, and immediately shut their mouths and stopped talking.

"interesting?"

in the air.

Zhan Zong put his hands behind his back, looked at these people, and listened carefully to the conversation between them, and then a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Are these guys from Yaozu all out of their minds?

With a mere life-and-death realm cultivation base, such nonsense is really reckless.

If the current monster clan is so blind and arrogant, the loneliness of the Jiuli monster clan is not unreasonable.

"That kid in white, I'm curious—you dare to challenge me!"

Zhan Zong took two steps forward, and lightly tapped Ye Yun with his hand.

"Ridiculous, what qualifications do you have for me to challenge you?"

Ye Yun smiled lightly, looked at Zhanzong quietly, and said, "You little guy, you are not my opponent at all, just stay honest!"

After speaking.

A strange light flashed in Ye Yun's eyes.

Zhan Zong was stunned at that moment.

He was like a clay sculpture, standing quietly in mid-air, motionless.

Master Zhanzong, what happened?

The yellow-robed boy stared at Zhan Zong dumbfounded, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go, Zhanzong, he thinks he's no match for me, so he's willing to bow down..."

Ye Yun shrugged and smiled.

Snapped!

He lightly patted the yellow-robed boy on the shoulder.

The yellow-robed boy woke up like a dream.

Is that okay?

In a word, Lord Zhan Zong would be willing to bow down.

He had never heard of anyone in the demon clan who had such a big reputation, not even a few demon ancestors.

"Let's go!"

Ye Yun urged from the side.

"Okay, senior!"

The yellow-robed boy quickly agreed, took a deep breath, and flew forward.

When he passed by Zhan Zong, he glanced nervously, and found that Lord Zhan Zong was still standing in the void like a clay sculpture, without blinking his eyelids, without any reaction at all.

"Master Zhanzong is really willing to bow down."

"Oh my God!"

"My monster clan has really produced a great senior..."

The extremely excited young man in yellow robe roared crazily in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on the surface, and flew forward quickly.

Ye Yun smiled lightly.

When passing by, he even patted Zhan Zong on the shoulder.

Poor Zhanzong, still like a clay statue of a god in a temple, didn't respond at all.

"The poor fellow of Yashenmen, it's really lucky that the master didn't take his life..." The big black cat and Mu Qing tightly closed their lips, but suppressed the smiles in their hearts, and followed closely behind.

Until everyone flew out for [-] to [-] miles.

The clay-like Zhanzong suddenly shuddered, waking up from a special dream-like state.

"What happened to me just now?"

Zhan Zong blinked, and suddenly patted his face with his hand, making a crisp sound.

From his face, he felt a burning pain.

"What a powerful demon clan, what kind of magic did he cast just now, which made me fall into some kind of hallucination?!"

Zhan Zong muttered to himself, looking in a certain direction, suddenly filled with an indescribable fear.

If that guy suddenly attacked him.

Then he...wouldn't he have fallen here a long time ago?

"No, he was only able to make me lose my mind by relying on some spiritual attack magic. And he is only at the fifth level of the life and death realm. This kind of cultivation base can't cause any harm to a monk like me in the eternal realm!"

Zhan Zong muttered to himself, and slowly, a confident look returned to his face.

After hesitating for a moment, he didn't immediately go after Ye Yun and the others.

He now wants to return to the Eight Gods Sect as soon as possible, meet those Lords of War God, and report the matter of the Seven Star Clan in detail - this is the most important thing.

The figure flashed.

Zhanzong disappeared in place.

After half an hour.

A ray of light suddenly fell from the sky above Yashen Mountain, and Zhanzong's figure was revealed in the light.

This Yashen Mountain is the center of the Yashen Sect.

Only the disciples of the Eight Gods Sect in the Eternal Realm are eligible to come here.

There are eight red palaces on Mount Yagami.

The sky above every palace is full of qi and blood, and the energy is billowing like a flame burning.

Even Zhanzong, who was as powerful as the Eternal Realm, looked at these eight palaces with envious expressions in his eyes.

The eight war gods of the Eight Gods Sect practice in these eight palaces.

And his Zhanzong belongs to the Seventh God of War.

Taking a deep breath, Zhan Zong calmed down, and then slowly walked towards the seventh palace.

The closer he got to the palace, the more Zhan Zong felt a powerful coercion falling on him, making him feel as if he was carrying a mountain, making his steps more difficult.

"Not only the seventh God of War, but every God of War in the Eight Gods Sect is so powerful!"

Zhan Zun thought to himself, and his eyes were burning hot.

On weekdays, he only practiced on the outskirts of Yashen Mountain, and was only allowed to come to Yashen Mountain under special circumstances.

And today he came with a mission, which is justified.

Go to the gate of the palace.

"Zhan Zong pays respects to Lord Seventh God of War!"

Zhan Zong clasped his fists and bowed in a salute, with a reserved expression.

"come in!"

A deep voice came from the depths of the palace.

Zhan Zong looked awe-inspiring, and walked in quickly.

The palace is full of thick red blood.

On the throne in the distance, the blood energy was like a vast ocean, with turbulent waves, and a chaotic blood-colored figure seemed to be sitting on the sky, exuding a monstrous and terrifying aura around him.

"Lord God of War is too strong!"

Every step he took, Zhan Zong felt that his bones were about to be broken.

Finally, he had to stop, not daring to go any further.

At this moment, he has reached the limit of his physical body, and unless he opens the door of God, he can continue to move forward.

But in the Palace of the God of War, how dare he open the door of God?

This is disrespect to Lord God of War.

"How is the investigation going? Zhanzong..."

Sitting in the blood light, the Seventh God of War asked faintly.

He closed his eyes slightly, and the blood in his body rolled violently, making a rumbling sound like thunder.

The seventh god of war is still continuously tempering the several gods in his body.

The disciples of the Eight Gods Sect will increase their combat power after each divine gate is opened.

But after the door of God is opened, it still needs a long time of tempering and tormenting to make it stronger and stronger.

The stronger the Shenmen is, the more terrifying the combat power it will give back.

Therefore, the same opening of the first divine door, different people open it, have different combat power.

"Lord God of War, the situation is like this..."

Zhan Zong looked solemn, bowed his body, and quickly told what he knew.

"kindness……"

After listening to Zhanzong's description, the first God of War's eyelids moved slightly.

"Lord God of War, I vaguely remember that a person disappeared tens of thousands of years ago on the number one sacred mountain of the Seven Star Clan. I wonder if it is?"

Zhan Zong asked with hot eyes.

"That's true. That person disappeared out of thin air, accompanied by a vision of heaven and earth. No one could find him afterwards. This has also become an unsolved case..."

The Seventh God of War said slowly.