Tear!

The moment the words fell, the ancient cyan token in Ye Wuque's hand suddenly burst into a strong cyan brilliance. An ancient wave that seemed to have spanned time and space suddenly appeared, and it unexpectedly carried the cyan token directly through the transparent space and went directly to the outside world!

"This is impossible!"

Saint Youhuang's pupils suddenly shrank violently!

What is this cyan token?

How could it emit such an ancient wave?

It's even older than it! !

Buzz! !

The moment the ancient cyan token appeared in the outside world, it actually exploded directly, and a cyan gas emanated from it, lingering in the void, and finally slowly condensed into a human-shaped light and shadow!

The moment the human-shaped light and shadow was completely condensed, an indescribable terrifying aura shone, and everything in this world was instantly solidified!

All human beings!

The nine highest fighting forces of the human race!

"Wulian Mountain Master"!

Transparent space!

All solidified!

I could only watch the human-shaped light and shadow completely reveal its true face!

This is an old man.

With messy hair and a sloppy body, only a pair of pupils with a deep and clear look, like a bright light in the dark night, very conspicuous.

The strange thing is that there seems to be a trace of blood on the corner of the old man's mouth.

Although this is not the old man's real body, the human figure alone is full of ancient and unpredictable meaning.

The next moment, the old man's eyes looked directly at Ye Wuque who was sitting cross-legged in the transparent space.

And Ye Wuque, at this moment, clasped his fists from a distance, bowed to the old man and smiled: "Old senior, I haven't seen you for a long time, your demeanor is still the same, but you seem to be injured? Is your real body fighting?"

This old man is none other than!

It was the messy-haired old man that Ye Wuque found in the dungeon after he just entered Tianwai Tian and Jiujie Valley!

The messy-haired old man knew where Ye Wuque came from, and therefore, he seemed to have figured out something and was grateful to Ye Wuque.

Therefore, the messy-haired old man left quietly later, and no one knew where he went.

But before leaving, he gave Ye Wuque a cyan token as a token, saying that if he encountered trouble in the future, he could go to Wuliang Mountain in Qingjing Prefecture for help.

At that time, Ye Wuque only had the token, but after breaking through to the Dark Star Realm, he discovered that the cyan token was not only a token, but actually contained a soul mark belonging to the old man with messy hair!

When in danger, if activated, the soul mark will wake up, and the real body of the old man with messy hair will directly sense it, and then no matter how far apart, it will directly cast a trace of soul power and descend here.

All along, Ye Wuque has never used this cyan token, especially after breaking through to the Dark Star Realm, he has seen through the true face of this cyan token, and also knows how terrifying the old man with messy hair is, who can descend the power of soul outside the world and regard it as a killer.

And now, when he is temporarily unable to leave the transparent space of the altar, the highest combat power of the human race is in great crisis again, and he finally chooses to activate the power of this cyan token.

"Fuck!"

The next moment, the messy-haired old man in the void actually uttered a curse!

He stared at Ye Wuque, his eyes full of incredible shock!

Just when he was about to say something, Ye Wuque winked at the messy-haired old man, and then, a voice that only Ye Wuque could hear slowly rang in his ears!

"Do you have to be so perverted!!"

"Young man, how long has it been?"

"You actually broke through from the Puzhao Realm to the Dark Star Realm?"

"You are a monster!!!"

The messy-haired old man's voice was filled with a trace of horror that could not be hidden, and as for the blood at the corner of his mouth, he seemed to be unconcealed.

Ye Wuque did not expect the messy-haired old man to say such a thing.

"Old senior, I am in some trouble right now, and I need to use your power to help, and it seems to be in line with your identity."

The messy-haired old man was slightly stunned.

But at this moment!

"You, you are..."

The "Master of Wuliang Mountain" in the void stared at the messy-haired old man at this moment, as if he had discovered something unbelievable, and his voice was trembling.

Not only it, but all the spirits and quasi-spirits of Wuliang Mountain on the ground below were staring blankly at the old man with messy hair in the sky, their eyes full of disbelief and wonder, their bodies trembling!

"What's wrong?"

The other spirits asked in confusion.

A spirit from Wuliang Mountain said tremblingly: "We have seen the portrait of this old senior! It is in the ancestral land of Wuliang Mountain! And it is on the highest first floor of the sacrificial site!"

"What? Doesn't it mean that this old senior is the... founder of your Wuliang Mountain?"

"No! No!"

The spirit from Wuliang Mountain shook his head slowly, his throat a little dry and said: "The founder of my Wuliang Mountain also left a portrait, but it is only on the second floor."

"The founder once said that the portrait on the first floor is of his... adoptive father!"

"If there was no adoptive father, there would be no founder, and there would be no Wuliang Mountain today. It was his adoptive father who saved him as an orphan, taught him magical powers, and finally let the founder take his adoptive father's surname, and from then on his surname was... Cai!" "

So, the painting of the founder's adoptive father would be placed on the highest first floor of the sacrificial site! It is said that the founder himself put it there respectfully!"

“And he told us, his disciples in later generations, to worship this painting from generation to generation, and the incense will never stop burning!!”

“We all thought it was just a legend, but we never expected it to be true!”

“The founder of our Wuliangshan sect has already passed away, but his adoptive father is actually still alive?”

“And now he appears in front of us alive and well?”

above the void.

"The Lord of Wuliang Mountain" was also horrified at this moment!

It was indeed the prince of Jiuyou, but he had taken over the body of the real "Cai Mo" and had been in Wuliang Mountain for many years. Now he was the "Lord of Wuliang Mountain", so he naturally knew the highest level of portraits in the sacrificial land.

At this moment, the old man with messy hair looked over and immediately saw the disciples of Wuliang Mountain on the ground, and then said to himself: "Are these the disciples of Xiao Yuan in later generations? They have developed quite strongly."

After hearing this, "The Lord of Wuliang Mountain" trembled all over!

Xiao Yuan!

The true name of the founder of the Wuliang Mountain Lord is indeed "Cai Yuan"!

Then, the old man with messy hair looked at "The Lord of Wuliang Mountain" again, and a ray of light suddenly emerged from his deep eyes.

"Old senior..."

Ye Wuque's voice sounded again, echoing in the sky.

But the Holy Nether Emperor was full of shock and anger at this moment, because he suddenly found that he could not stop Ye Wuque from speaking!

"You have seen the situation. Your adopted son created the Wuliang Mountain lineage, which has been passed down from generation to generation and has become one of the supreme overlords in this world."

"And the original true body of the 'Wulian Mountain Lord' in front of you is called Cai Mo, and he is the direct descendant of your adopted son's bloodline."

"But many years ago, this Cai Mo was possessed by the existence of Jiuyou, and the sparrow took over the nest of the cuckoo."

"In other words, the descendants of the old predecessor were messed up by the scum of Jiuyou!"

"What can I do?"

The moment Ye Wuque finished speaking, the messy-haired old man had no expression on his face. He first glanced at the Holy Nether Emperor in the transparent space, and then looked at the "Wulian Mountain Lord" in the void, his eyes suddenly sharp.

Bang! !

Without seeing any movement from the messy-haired old man, the "Wulian Mountain Lord" was suddenly struck by lightning, half of his body split directly, like a kite with a broken string flying directly out!

“Fuck you! You are a bunch of bastards! How dare you touch my descendants??”

“I will skin you alive today!!”

The old man with messy hair raised his eyebrows and spoke like ice. The whole sky suddenly cracked, as if the end of the world had come!!

This kind of power is many times higher than the Saint Nether Emperor and the highest combat power of the human race!