With a loud bang, a mountain collapsed not far from the mountain where the mountain was shattered. Du Wanli rushed out with the poison holy flame flag in his hand, his eyes were blood red, and his whole body was trembling with anger. When he rushed out, there were no traces of Ye Tianchen, Dongfang Meng and Tianshuang'er, who had long disappeared without a trace.

Du Wanli never dreamed that his cultivation level was higher than that of Ye Tianchen and the other two, and there were treasures like the Snake King Seal, and even sacred objects such as the Poisonous Holy Flame Flag Flag. He was even more humiliated by Ye Tianchen and the other three. Moreover, after escaping, Ye Tianchen, Dongfang Meng and Tianshuang'er, would definitely rush to the outside of Yubuluoshan, kneeling down and begging for mercy like a dog to escape. At that time, he, the saint son of the Five Poison Sect and the top young master of the ancient martial arts world on earth, would probably lose all his face and even lose the position of the Five Poison Sect's Holy Sect, and would never be able to control the Five Poison Sect again.

Speaking of which, the failure of Du Wanli and the successful escape of Ye Tianchen and the three of Ye Tianchen, besides the combat power that Ye Tianchen showed that surpassed the level of cultivation, which made Du Wanli feel a little frustrated, the remaining reasons were caused by Du Wanli himself. First of all, he bullied the weak and feared the strong, and bullied others with power. There was no invincible Taoist heart. He only knew to use the sacred treasures to deal with Ye Tianchen and the other two, but he did not know that his own strength was the fundamental. Although the treasure was very powerful, if his combat power was not strong, no matter how powerful the treasure was in your hands, it would not be able to exert much power. Even if he got the imperial weapon, it would be useless. Secondly, he relied too much on the treasure in his hand, and even Ye Tianchen, who was one level lower than his cultivation level, did not have the courage to fight. If the Taoist heart was not firm, that was the biggest taboo for martial artists.

"Ah... I must kill you!" Du Wanli roared to the sky, and the Poison Saint Flame Flag Flag in his hand was also full of vigor.

At this moment, Dongfang Meng and Tianshuang'er, each holding Ye Tianchen's left and right arms, and flying quickly. Both of them were very anxious because looking at Ye Tianchen who had fainted from blood, they didn't know how serious he was. In short, the chance of Ye Tianchen recovering this time was very small. The injury he suffered was too serious. It was still a big question whether he could save his life so far.

"What should we do? Where are we going now? If this continues, he will die!" Dongfang Meng was very anxious, with tears in her beautiful eyes, and there was no good idea for a while.

"Go to Tianshu Qimen. His injuries are too serious. If someone has a way to save him, I'm afraid only the ancestor will be the ancestor!" Tian Shuang'er thought for a while and said.

"The God's Purposer? Can he save Ye Tianchen from such a serious injury? He is almost in danger..." Dongfang Meng asked hesitantly.

"Is there any other way now? Maybe Du Wanli has already chased him, and there are also Five Poison Seven Sons, Masters of the Yujian Sect and Blood Killing Organization. It is almost impossible for you and me to protect him. Only our Tianshu Qimen is extremely hidden, and it is not something that ordinary people can know when they are." Tian Shuang'er said seriously.

Dongfang Meng was stunned for a moment. She knew that Tian Shuang'er was very reasonable. Ye Tianchen was seriously injured now, and it was still unknown whether he could survive. What he needed most now was a safe place to heal his wounds. A master protected him. Faced with the pursuit of Du Wanli, the Five Poisons and Seven Sons, the Yujianmen and the Blood Killing Organization, the two of them wanted to protect Ye Tianchen. It was impossible for him to wake up and all of them recovered.

"Don't hesitate. The martial arts power in his body is being lost in a crazy way, and his natal essence is overflowing. If you don't find a safe place and help him heal, you will definitely die." Tian Shuang'er glanced at Ye Tianchen and said quickly.

"Okay, let's go to Tianshu Qimen!" Dongfang Meng nodded and said.

At this time, in the ancient martial arts world of Songshan, there was a deep canyon. Outside this canyon was a powerful formation. According to the power of this formation, even if the masters at the peak level of the late Martial Saint came, they might not be able to break it in an instant. This is a large formation left over from ancient times. It was repaired bit by bit by bit by bit by "Divine Visioner" and became the guardian formation of the Tianshu Qimen. No one would have thought that the mysterious Tianshu Qimen was actually in the ancient martial arts world of Songshan. Moreover, this deep canyon has only one entrance, and at the entrance, a large formation that even the Martial Saint cannot easily shake. Not to mention that no one can find the location of the Tianshu Qimen, even if it is found, I am afraid that I will not dare to act rashly.

In the deep canyon where Tianshu Qimen is located, there is an empty ground, all of which are paved with bluestone slabs, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and on the empty ground, there is a high platform, and all of them are piled up of stones. The stones are covered with various complex runes, giving people a sense of mystery and endlessness. At the highest point there is a chair, which is carved with moon and stars. On it is an old man with a beard and beard, even his eyebrows are all white, and a white robe covers him, his eyes are slightly closed, and he looks up at the starry sky.

If someone could fly to the high place of this open space and look at it, he would definitely be surprised to drop his chin, because the entire site was actually a Tai Chi Bagua pattern, divided into yin and yang sides, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and it happened to be a circle, and the wooden chair on the high platform was the center point of the entire Bagua pattern.

At this time, a woman appeared on the open space. The woman was dressed in modern outfit, very quiet and simple. She slowly walked under the platform, knelt on the ground, and worshiped the people on the wooden chair on the platform, very pious.

"It was your grandfather who asked you to come. He went to a place he should go!" The white-haired old man on the wooden chair did not open his eyes, but spoke.

"Senior God's Concubine, Grandpa said you wanted to accept me as your disciple back then, but he couldn't bear to let me go, so he refused. This time he asked me to come to you by myself!" The woman glanced at the wooden chair on the high platform and said.

"It's too late, everything is too late. I'm about to sit and transform. The seven thousand years of life has ended. There is no possibility of resuscitation. You are destined not to become my **, and you won't become a member of the Tianshu Qimen. This may be God's will!" The white-haired old man opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the woman under the platform and said.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then slowly stood up and said with a little sadness: "Grandpa is gone, I have nothing to nostalgic in the secular world, so I want to beg my seniors to accept me as my disciple."

The old man with white hair is the God's Consort, a strong man who lived for seven thousand years. Perhaps his combat power is not that strong, but his strength is enough to make any strong man frightened and coveted. When this woman entered the ancient martial arts world of Songshan, the God's Consort already knew it, and guided him along the way. Otherwise, no matter how smart or powerful the woman was, she would never find this place. The origin of that year created the goodbye today.

"Your grandfather always has to take this step. This world is a world of martial arts, and the superpower is just a birth for millions of years. Although it may become stronger and stronger, it has never entered the mainstream. He has lost the opportunity to be a martial arts master and has lived a lifespan of two hundred years in the secular world. It is amazing. Unfortunately, he is about to reach the end of his lifespan, and there is another thing that must be stopped..." The God's Operation Shakes His Head and said.

"That grandpa... can I see him?" the woman asked with a little red eyes.

"I don't know, maybe I don't know that it's the best. You love a man deeply in the secular world, and you have given everything you have for him, and even distribute the unique healing power in your body to him. Then you leave silently and enter the ancient martial arts world to find me. You want to worship the Qimen of Tianshu. It's a pity that everything came too late. I can't accept you as your disciple, and I can't be your master!" The divine observant's eyes seemed turbid, but they gave people a sense of divine light flashing.

"Senior God's Pursuit, does it mean... Ruotong has no home, no grandpa, and no place to go?" The woman asked sadly.

"When your grandfather was walking in the ancient martial arts world, he found an abandoned baby girl on the side of the road and rescued her. Finally, he found that this baby girl had a powerful physique that could not be found among millions of people. No matter how severe the injury he suffered, he could heal quickly. No matter when anyone was facing death, as long as his spiritual consciousness was still a little immortal, he could save him. Such a physique, not to mention the entire martial arts world, even looking at the entire martial arts world, there were no few. In the end, your grandfather decided to bring you to the secular world to raise you, because there were less killing and blood there. He knew that if you grew up in the ancient martial arts world, once someone knew about your physique, many strong people would definitely seize it wildly. This is very dangerous for you, and you have the worries of fate at any time..." The God's Consort said to the woman under the high platform as if recalling what he saw back then.

"Then... Senior God's Purposer, junior Zhang Ruotong has returned the same way..."

This woman, who met with the divine calculator who lived for seven thousand years, would be Zhang Ruotong, a woman who was very important in Ye Tianchen's life, and a woman who he himself felt that he owed too much. If it weren't for this woman, he wouldn't know how many times he had died.
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