I'm 16 years old, what's wrong with my combat power exceeding 100 million?

Finally, with a deafening roar, the hurricane broke through the space barrier at the boundary of the secret realm, revealing the blue sky outside.

Feng Wuchang, the leader of the Tiansha Sect, was slapped out of the secret realm by Jian Benwei and was never seen again.

The remaining three sects stood on the same spot, turning their heads in unison and looking at the direction in which Feng Wuchang disappeared.

Each one's mouth was so big that they couldn't close it for a long time.

The people of the three sects know Feng Wuchang's strength best.

That was the peak of the Golden Immortal, a powerful man that could be counted within a hundred thousand miles.

Just like that, the shadow of being slapped is gone?

Moreover, Feng Wuchang may never return to this ferocious posture.

The earth-shattering violent hurricane, the terrifying posture that destroyed everything, made the three sects who witnessed everything at close range feel that their legs were a little unruly, and even the less courageous ones felt a little warm in their legs.

"I don't know where this little Harami came from. He is so stubborn and wants to fight me."

Benwei's voice sounded at this moment.

Everyone was shocked and suddenly came back to their senses.

"And you..."

But Benwei turned his head and looked at Zhou Changqing, the leader of the Five Elements Sword Sect.

"Did you force something just now?"

Zhou Changqing was so shocked that he had been stunned for a long time. Faced with Benwei's gaze this time, his knees softened and he knelt down.

"Little brother... no, big brother, no, senior."

"You heard wrong, you must have heard wrong."

Benwei raised his eyebrows: "Did I hear wrongly?"

"You mean to mock me for my young ears that don't work well?"

Zhou Changqing was so frightened that he almost flew out of his wits, his face was bloodless, and his legs were swaying constantly.

"I... No, I don't mean this."

"How can a junior dare to mock a senior? Senior, please don't misunderstand me."

Liu Yunyan from behind was also so shocked that her pretty face turned pale, her red lips were trembling slightly, and she almost didn't scream.

Waves of fear came over me.

There are also flukes.

If his eldest elder hadn't reminded him, he might have been the one who was slapped away just now.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but turn around and show a grateful look to the great elder.

But he saw that the latter's face was also pale and he was beating his chest to vent his anger. He was obviously very frightened.

Benwei took a mouthful of vermicelli.

"So, I heard you right just now, and you are indeed following me?"

Zhou Changqing is about to cry but has no tears. It’s neither admitting nor denying. What else can he do?

He had no choice but to beg for mercy: "The junior is wrong. The junior is talking nonsense without any explanation. The senior must not take it to heart. The junior has absolutely no objection to the senior. I hope the senior will be magnanimous and treat the junior like a fart."

If in normal times, he was the leader of a sect and one of the most powerful men within a hundred thousand miles, he might not be so unbearable even if he faced a life and death situation.

But he had just witnessed such a terrifying scene so close at hand. He was already exhausted from the dangers in the secret realm and half of his soul and seven souls were frightened away. How could he still be strong-willed?

Benwei picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "I'm in a good mood today. I'll slap myself a hundred times, so I won't care about it anymore. Be careful what you say in the future."

Zhou Changqing kowtowed several times as if he had been granted amnesty.

"Thank you, senior, for your kindness. I'm very grateful to you, junior."

Then he didn't care much, and started to slap his mouth fiercely, one on the left and one on the right.

In order to prevent Benwei from being dissatisfied, he didn't dare to hold back any force in his attack, and he didn't dare to use his magical power to resist.

Liu Yunyan touched her tender face and looked at Zhou Changqing, who had almost turned herself into a pig's head.

Think about it if she was the one kneeling there and whipping herself...

She shuddered involuntarily and didn't dare to think about it anymore.

And none of the other three sects remained calm. Even the sect leader of the Tiansha sect was taken away, and they still dared to move.

The Five Elements Sword Sect looked at their sect masters kneeling there and slapping them, not daring to say a word, for fear that Benwei would be upset and slap them in the mouth, or slap them in the mouth.

Ziyun Palace, the only one who was not in trouble, was huddled behind, trying to be transparent, wishing he could blend into the air so that Benwei wouldn't notice them.

However, Benwei didn't pay attention to their thoughts at first, and he didn't even count how many times Zhou Changqing slapped him.

The hot pot was almost done, so he turned his head and looked towards the deepest part of the hall.

In addition to the stone platforms with various immortal artifacts and treasures on both sides, at the other end of the hall, at the deepest point, stood a high platform that was more than three feet high and seven to eight feet in diameter.

On the high platform, there was a jade coffin that exuded slight fluorescence.

"Children, are you full?"

Benwei put down his chopsticks.

"It's a rare trip. I'll give you a chance at last."

The four of them became serious when they saw this. They stood up one after another, cleared the table, and followed Benwei as he walked deeper.

Only the three sects and Zhou Changqing, who was still beating him, were left in place.

Even though Benwei seemed to have ignored them, no one had the courage to escape.

Don't dare to move, don't dare to move, for fear that if you move, you will fly up on the spot.

The four people here came to the high platform. Benwei glanced at them and said.

"The formation on this high platform is specially made and preserves the cultivation and laws of the dead ghost in the coffin."

"It should have been sealed in intentionally before his death."

"As long as you activate the formation, you can get the infusion of its power and laws."

"Well, although tens of thousands of years have passed, there probably won't be much left, but for you guys, it's still a big opportunity."

After hearing what Benwei said, the eyes of everyone in the three sects flashed.

How could they not guess that this high platform is the inheritance of the master of the secret realm, Immortal Hongming.

It is also the most precious treasure and opportunity in this entire secret realm.

Although Li Qing and the others didn't know who Immortal Hongming was, they looked at each other with joy on their faces.

In the past few days in the mythical world, they have gained some understanding of this place.

It can be guessed that this secret realm was at least left by the powerful Xuanxian.

Isn't the inheritance of the powerful Xuanxian a great opportunity for them?

After accepting the inheritance, even if you can't reach the level of Golden Immortal, I'm afraid it won't be a problem for you to become a Heavenly Immortal.

Then they are probably the fastest monks in the history of the mythical world to break through to the heavenly realm.

The four of them jumped onto the high platform at the signal of Jian Benwei.

But he saw Jian Benwei stretched out his hand in the air, and on the high platform, arrays of formations emitted dazzling light.

The four of them, Li Qing, were enveloped.

A simple and distant, powerful and mysterious aura emanated, and an invisible force spread along the formation lines and poured into the bodies of the four people.