"Who was it just now that broke the world barrier?"
Although this voice was not too loud or powerful, for some reason, when everyone in the Holy Ruins heard this voice, their hearts jumped at the same time, as if their hearts were pounding heavily.
Big drum.
As soon as he said this, all the saints were shocked.
Everyone involuntarily stopped attacking and turned to look at the ancient altar.
The sound came from there.
Even Ye Wuqing put away his palms and turned to look.
Then, under the gaze of everyone, the ancient altar suddenly bloomed with an extremely dazzling golden light, and in the golden light, a rather short and fat figure gradually emerged.
Soon, the golden light gradually died down, and the figure became extremely clear.
The man was short in stature, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a rather ugly appearance. He had a goatee and was wearing a blue gown. On the left chest of the gown, there was a sign similar to Bagua.
Behind his back were two broad-backed long swords criss-crossed, with the hilts protruding diagonally from behind his shoulders.
Although this man has a plain appearance and a slightly poor image, the faint coercion exuding from him is something that even Ye Qingwu cannot ignore.
And there is a more important point, this person appeared through the ancient altar!
This made everyone, including Ye Qingqing, slightly shocked.
Lin Fan also noticed the old man who suddenly appeared, but he only glanced at it and then looked away, seizing the time to repair his body and restore his condition.
"Hey, there are quite a lot of people there?" The old man with the goatee glanced at him and said in a contemptuous tone.
"Who is your Excellency?" Ye Qingqing looked at the goatee with twinkling eyes, then took a deep breath, fisted at him, and asked.
The old man with the goatee raised his eyelids slightly, looked at Ye Wuqing lazily, chuckled, and said: "The Holy Saint? And he also touched the edge of creation? Yes, you can cultivate to such a state in such a desolate world, you
very nice."
This tone seemed to be a compliment, but Ye Qingqing was quite unhappy.
The reason is very simple. When the old man with the goatee said these words, he obviously placed himself in a higher position than Ye Wuqing.
And Ye Qingqing was the well-deserved first person in Eternal Heaven in millions of years. He had never been treated like this before.
Ye Wuqing asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
The old man with the goatee chuckled and did not answer Ye Wuqing's question. He just said lightly: "I didn't expect it. I really didn't expect that someone in your world could actually activate the ancient altar and open the world barrier. It surprised me.
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As soon as this statement came out, everyone present had their own guesses.
It seems that that illusory world actually exists.
The old man with the goatee in front of him is most likely from a higher plane.
Ye Wuqing naturally understood this, and his heart suddenly became hot.
Isn't this what he has been searching for for millions of years?
"Senior, what is the 'good fortune' you just mentioned?" Ye Qingqing clasped his fists and bowed to ask.
The attitude was quite respectful.
good fortune!
This is a keyword.
"Haha, it seems that I think highly of you. It turns out that you are just in a treasure mountain without knowing it." The smile of the old man with the goatee faded a little, and he said in an indifferent tone, "But it's normal, after all, you guys
Realm, the holy is the limit, haha..."
These two consecutive "hehe"s made Ye Wuqing extremely angry.
What a slight!
"Since senior said this, I would like to ask for advice."
As the number one person in Eternal Heaven, Ye Qingqing still has his own pride. As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hands at the same time.
The left hand is surrounded by white light.
A black light shines in the right hand.
Ye Wuqing put his hands together above his head. Black and white, two distinct colors, merged together harmoniously.
Then, Ye Qingqing gave a low shout and waved his hands forward suddenly.
The black and white light group instantly appeared on the head of the old man with the goatee like a ghost, and smashed towards him.
The old man with the goatee was unhurried and even had a relaxed and carefree smile on his face. He slowly raised his right hand and waved it casually as if chasing away flies.
Immediately, there was an indescribable and extremely mysterious energy fluctuation.
Ye Wuqing's concentrated offensive with all his strength dissipated without a trace in an instant.
It's like it never appeared.
Complete crushing, the kind of crushing that is unreasonable and makes people unable to resist at all.
Such a method immediately frightened Ye Qingqing.
"Haha, that's it?" The old man with the goatee laughed mockingly.
"That was..." Ye Qingwu's pupils kept shrinking, and while he was horrified, he seemed to think of something again, as if something flashed through his mind, but Ye Qingwu couldn't catch it.
Seeing this, the old man with the goatee was slightly startled and frowned.
He felt that Ye Wuqing's aura was gradually becoming more condensed, and even the smell of the power of creation was faintly exuding from his body.
Don't leave him alone!
Thinking of this, the old man with the goatee flashed and appeared on top of Ye Qingwu's head in an instant, and pressed his palm against Ye Wuqing's head.
"I see!"
At this moment, Ye Qingqing's eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted. At the same time, there was an aura that was overwhelming, like a volcano erupting, erupting in an instant.
Within the Holy Ruins, a terrifying energy storm suddenly rolled up.
All the true saints and powerful men changed their expressions one after another and hurriedly hid outside.
"So that's it!" Ye Qingqing was full of energy, with ecstasy on his face. He turned his right hand and hit the top of his head with a palm, then slapped the palm of the old man with the goatee.
"boom!"
A terrifying loud noise was heard, and majestic and vast energy swept away.
A figure fell awkwardly downwards.
The space keeps collapsing along the way.
It was Ye Wuqing.
And the old man with the goatee actually flew upward several meters.
Compare the two and make a judgment.
But the face of the old man with the goatee was full of surprise.
Because the ants in his eyes actually drove him away, even if it was just a few meters!
"This is...the power of creation!" The old man with the goatee's eyes darkened.
Because he discovered that the existence that was just like an ant a moment ago actually broke through at that moment and now has reached the level of the Holy One!
He is worthy of being the second person in the history of Yonghengtian who has cultivated to the holy realm. Ye Wuqing's talent is indeed strong.
Breaking through before the battle is probably not something that will only happen under the aura of the protagonist.
Ye Wuqing laughed a few times, his momentum rising to the sky, "Hahaha, take another punch from me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Wuqing rushed up from below and punched the old man with the goatee.
The old man with the goatee looked slightly cold and punched him as well.
In a loud explosion, Ye Qingwu was blown away again.
But then, Ye Qingwu launched his third attack.
The two of them fought, and the energy leaked caused the entire Holy Ruins to become fragmented, large areas of space collapsed, and large areas of space were annihilated.
"Let's take action together to stabilize this world!" Mo Yuan shouted while forcefully stabilizing his body.
As soon as the words fell, everyone present took action, even Bingjue and Chiyang, who were hostile to Mo Yuan, did the same.
Waves of tyrannical saint power surged through the Holy Ruins, trying their best to maintain the stability of the Holy Ruins.
However, this is still not enough.
In a fight above the Holy Saint, even the leaked energy cannot be resisted by the True Saint level.
Soon, the holy ruins completely collapsed.
Fortunately, those present were all saints and strong men, so they were not injured by the turbulence in the space.
After the Holy Ruins collapsed, the battlefield moved to Eternal Heaven.
Ye Wuqing was punched away by the old man with the goatee. He raised his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth, glanced left and right, and said, "Shall we change places?"
"Why do you need to change?" The old man with the goatee asked with a smile behind his hands.
Ye Wuqing frowned and said: "If we continue to fight, Eternal Sky will be completely destroyed."
"So what? What does it have to do with me?" The old man with the goatee still looked nonchalant.
Hearing this, Ye Qingqing's heart sank.
Obviously, the other party doesn't care whether Eternal Heaven is destroyed.
Perhaps in the eyes of the old man with the goatee, the Eternal Sky is an ant nest, and the humans in the Eternal Sky are just little ants. As for Ye Qingqing, they are just stronger ants.
Do humans care if they accidentally collapse an ant nest while walking?
After saying that, the old man with the goatee grinned, raised his hand and slapped Ye Wuqing, "Let you see what the real power of creation is."
Following the movements of the old man with the goatee, a large space suddenly became violently distorted, and a terrifying and indescribable pressure swept across the world.
The next moment, a huge energy palm print appeared in the air, and it struck Ye Qingwu fiercely.
That energy palm print was not formed by the mighty power of the saint. Obviously, it was a more advanced energy form.
It is what the old man with the goatee calls "the power of creation".
At this moment, the old man with the goatee was a little more serious.