With the emergence of the Ghost Gate, the three tribes' battlefields were endless ceasefires.

Whether it was the demon clan or the demon clan, after the news of the Ghost Sect was sent back, the top leaders of the two tribes, such as the Demon Lord and the Demon Emperor, had no reaction at all, and even had the intention of letting them go.

Meng Xiaoyun's pigeon was sent back to the capital, but Kyoto responded to the news to Meng Xiaoyun only one sentence: Do it cheaply.

Seeing such a reply, even Meng Xiaoyun was about to cry.

The only remaining combat power of the human race in Qiuyue Mountain was the original soldiers. Except for Yang Wenjun, Zhuo Donglai and others, all the other human cultivators retreated. The appearance of many human cultivators broke the balance of the original battlefield in Qiuyue Mountain, and led to the high-end genius combat power of the two tribes such as Feng Tianhuang and Asura. However, the withdrawal of the human cultivators caught Meng Xiaoyun off guard.

It was like a naughty child who had made a big disaster, but he just patted his butt and ran away.

I originally thought that Kyoto knew that Akitsuki Mountain was not conducive to the human race and would definitely deal with it accordingly.

But Kyoto's reply only made himself cheap and had no other intentions.

Could it be that the situation stated in my letter is not serious enough, or is that Kyoto doesn’t believe in the dangers of the current situation in Akiyue Mountain?

Even, or has Kyoto completely given up this battle of the three tribes?

The situation we are facing now makes Meng Xiaoyun feel no optimism at all, and even feels like he is exposed to the sun. His tens of thousands of troops have long become abandoned children in some interests.

Thinking of this, Meng Xiaoyun even had the idea of ​​not doing the bunch of picks at a certain moment, and the idea of ​​who the hell loves to do what he does,,,,

Yang Wenjun travels everywhere in Qiuyue Mountain every day. No creature dares to provoke this woman in white who is named the God of Killing. Even Feng Tianhuang and Asura are all avoiding this mysterious woman like snakes and scorpions and are not willing to face each other head-on.

Zhuo Junlin and six others were the most leisurely. Except for occasionally appearing in the army, most of them were practicing hard at other times.

Facing the Ghost Gate, the six people felt unprecedented pressure. Even though there were no creatures in the Ghost Gate, there was no danger before everyone.

But that invisible pressure is far more terrifying than the pressure brought by the two demons.

However, the arrival of a young man completely overturned the last peace of Qiuyue Mountain.

A young man in a blue jade crown stood straight in front of the ghost gate, his eyes flashed with excitement, and the white jade folding fan in his hand shook lightly, with a deep breath.

The boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old, but he couldn't see what kind of race he had.

The three tribes guarded near the Ghost Gate, but no one of them discovered how the young man in green had arrived before the Ghost Gate.

Even when the creatures of the three tribes stationed in front of the Ghost Gate discovered the boy, it seemed that the boy had already been united with the Ghost Gate, and seemed to have been staying in front of the Ghost Gate for millions of years.

The three tribes guarding the Ghost Sect are not the strongest people at the peak of the God Realm, but no one can see through what real level this young man's true cultivation has reached.

Such a mysterious boy, except for the same mysterious Yang Wenjun, never appeared like a young mysterious powerful man.

When a large number of elite troops of the three tribes arrived at the Ghost Sect, the young man in green was still standing in front of the Ghost Sect.

Feng Tianhuang's face looked ugly, Asura was thinking, and many masters of the demon clan couldn't help but feel the pressure. The young man seemed to be a sharp sword out of the sheath, and could burst out at any time and emit a shocking attack.

Yang Wenjun's eyes were dull and uncertain, and she was obviously displeased.

"Who is he?" Meng Xiaoyun always felt that something was wrong. He always felt that the temperament of this young man had many similarities with Yang Wenjun, and this young man seemed to be the shadow of Yang Wenjun.

"Yang Zhan." Yang Wenjun sighed softly.

Hearing this name, Zhuo Junlin's face changed rapidly.

Once, he heard of this name in Ning Qingfengqing's mouth.

‘The child had entered the mountains and lakes at the age of three, and had been fighting against ferocious beasts and birds of prey all year round. He entered the Qihai at the age of eight, got rid of the Shackle Realm at the age of eleven, and defeated seventeen peak monks at the age of shackle Realm. Now that the child has been in seclusion for two years, no one knows what kind of state the child has reached now.’

Feng Qing's words seemed to ring in Zhuo Junlin's ears.

There are thousands of geniuses in the human race, and there are no people who shock the world.

However, even Feng Qingning and Qing rank Yang Zhan before countless geniuses, which shows that in the eyes of the world, Yang Zhan is the first among many geniuses in many years.

"I believe you have heard of the legend of Yang Zhan, and even his terribleness is far more serious than the legend." Yang Wenjun smiled bitterly: "And his goal is to defeat me and take away the long sword in my hand."

"Sister Jun." The young man in green looked at Yang Wenjun: "In front of an outsider, I revealed the news about his family's brother. Do you think that if Uncle Yang knew about this, would he punish Sister Jun?"

"My father never cares about me." Yang Wenjun sneered: "And when did my father admit that you are a member of our Yang family? What qualifications do you have to be a member of my Yang family?"

All the creatures present change their colors.

From the words of the two, all living beings have guessed the true origin of Yang Wenjun.

Yang Family in Daxue Mountain.

The world's largest clan.

Thousands of dynasties in the world have changed, but the Yang family is always transcendent from the outside world.

Countless courts regard Yang as a god, and many high-ranking officials and nobles are proud to marry Yang.

Legend has it that the founding ancestor of the Changfeng Empire was born into a foreign tribe of the Yang family, and had a close relationship with the Yang family, and even claimed to have the blood of the Yang family.

Yang Zhan was not angry: "What Sister Jun said is a bit unkind. But when I seized the magic sword from Sister Jun's hand, would you say Uncle Yang admit it?"

"You can tell at a try." Yang Wenjun smiled faintly: "If you really have such skills, I can agree to it for my father."

Not as nervous as expected, Yang Zhan smiled calmly: "There are opportunities in the future."

The demons such as Feng Tianhuang and Asura were stunned, but the faces of many demons and creatures became a little heavy.

With the arrival of Yang Zhan, the human race has added more combat power.

"Are they here?" A strange look flashed in Yang Wenjun's eyes.

"It should be coming soon." Yang Zhan sighed lightly: "With Sister Jun's warning, there is another great wise man in the world who dares to remain indifferent. Luo Shui Narcissus from the Qingtian Gate is already on the way. The three Buddhist sons, Daozi, and Confucian sons have also set off. The Han Tiantong of the Beimo, the Dari Boy of Ziyang, the Dari Boy of Chenyun Wanliyun and other geniuses have also set off."

Yang Wenjun's eyes fell on Feng Tianhuang and Asura, thinking about something.

However, Yang Wenjun had no intention of concealing Feng Tianhuang and Asura in the situation of the human race.

The countless human geniuses who came here wanted to come in an open and honest manner, but they would not come secretly like the demons and tribes, but instead concealed the human genius's spies.

This openness alone has already made Feng Tianhuang and Asura inferior.

"Miss Yang's openness makes me ashamed." Feng Tianhuang sighed: "Then let's wait for the arrival of all the human geniuses and compete with many human geniuses for the holy weapon. How happy."

Asura's face was pale and unstable: "Brother Feng,,,,,"

"It's no secret that the holy weapon is born now." Feng Tianhuang smiled bitterly: "Whether it is Luo Shui Narcissus or Buddhist Sons Daozi and others, who is Yiyou? Even if we send people to intercept and kill, except for us, other subordinates are afraid that no one will be sure of it, and instead will cause their counterattack. No one knows what the situation is in the Ghost Sect. It is natural that the three clans will retain more power."

Asura wanted to speak but stopped, but he finally kept silent.
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