The mysterious old man who suddenly appeared was beaten wildly and lay on the ground with a bruised nose and face, saying: "When I was young, you would be the one lying on the ground."

"boom!"

"boom!"

Jun Changxiao raised his foot and kicked it again.

He was so powerful that he showed no respect for the elderly or the young at all.

"oops……"

"I was wrong...I was wrong!"

After being raped for the second time, the old man's face was covered with bruises, his eyes were squeezed into a line, and the strange feeling was replaced by embarrassment.

Just show up when you show up. It would be weird if you have to pretend to be a fool in front of Jun Changxiao and not get beaten up.

"Why are you waiting for me?" Hua Meigui asked.

"Well……"

The old man suddenly became serious and said: "The old master said that sooner or later, the descendants of the Ninth Sect will return."

"Old master?"

Hua Meigui said: "Who?"

"The supreme master of the ninth gate, Hua Qianxing." As the old man spoke, his eyes filled with awe.

"..."

Hua Meigui fell into silence, and her heart was in turmoil.

After learning about the expelled Ninth Gate Supreme, he speculated whether he was related to him, and now it seems to have been confirmed.

"Tell the important point."

Jun Changxiao said coldly.

"Please come with me."

The old man led the three people towards the city until they stopped in front of the gate blocked by a huge stone, and said: "Put your hand on it. If you have the blood of the old master, you can open the entrance to the city."

Hua Meigui walked over.

Jun Changxiao, who was standing behind her, had her cultivation level fully activated. She was obviously worried about any accidents and could protect her in time.

Although he would have done this to anyone in the Wangu Sect, he was particularly concerned about this woman, and perhaps only after becoming serious did he truly face his true feelings.

"Crack."

The flower rose sticks to the stone, and the lines gradually emerge, and the shimmering light spreads around, and then... the stone disappears.

"Sure enough, he is the descendant of the old master!" the old man said excitedly.

"Walk."

Jun Chang smiled and said: "Go in."

Having said that, he entered the city first and was on high alert the whole time.

"call!"

The empty streets, with the cold wind blowing, looked eerie and desolate.

Song Dehen, who was walking behind, felt his scalp numb, and the fear in his eyes became more intense.

The ruins of the Ninth Gate have left a psychological shadow on him since he was a child, so he never thought that he would come in one day.

"Coward."

The old man rolled his eyes at him.

"Depend on!"

Song Dehen roared: "Both each other!"

The city has been sealed for a long time. Because it is in absolute isolation, the streets are very clean and various buildings are intact. It is of great archaeological value.

The expression on Hua Meigui's face became more and more solemn.

Although it was my first time to come to this city, it felt very familiar to me. It was as if I had traveled back in time and witnessed the people who were connected to me by blood living here.

"arrive."

The old man stopped in front of the main hall in the central area of ​​the city and said, "You can go in."

He was addressed as 'you' just now, but now he is addressed as you. It can be seen that after opening the entrance to the city, he also became extremely respectful.

Hua Meigui hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked towards the stairs full of historical atmosphere.

"Boy."

The old man said: "You can't go in."

"Why?"

Jun Changxiao said as he followed Hua Meigui. As soon as he stepped on the stairs, as if triggering some kind of restriction, the majestic soul power suddenly emerged and attacked the sea of ​​​​consciousness crazily.

"Get back quickly!"

The old man said: "The soul confinement array has been set up in the main hall, and the bloodline of anyone other than the old master will be eroded!"

retreat?

Doesn't exist.

Jun Changxiao stood on the stairs with cold eyes.

The power of the soul and true spirit within the body exploded, competing crazily with the external soul, and the blood seemed to burn all of a sudden.

"roll!"

"Hoo ho!"

The soul power on the ladder of existence, under an angry shout, was like a frightened bird, running around in fear.

"tread!"

"tread!"

Jun Changxiao strode up and stood in front of the main hall, his back looking particularly majestic.

"This..." The old man was dumbfounded.

How can someone who is not from my race enter the hall!

"Let's go in." Jun Changxiao looked at Hua Meigui, and they walked side by side into the open hall.

Be a bodyguard.

He is professional.

…

The main hall of the Ninth Gate is plain and simple, with nothing else except a majestic throne.

"Buzz!"

When Jun Changxiao and Hua Meigui first walked in, strange lines appeared on the stone slabs under their feet, and they were brought into a fantasy world.

People are still in the main hall.

However, at this moment, there is a group of powerful soul masters.

In particular, sitting on the throne was a young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He was leaning to one side, dragging his face with his right hand, and his eyes were filled with worry.

"He might just be Hua Qianxing." In the illusion, Jun Changxiao acted very calmly, because he has experienced this kind of thing a lot and has long been accustomed to it.

Flowers and roses are silent.

Especially when I see young people and strong men in the hall, the feeling of blood connection becomes even stronger.

"My lord."

At this time, a gray-haired old man said in a deep voice: "Your research is so shocking."

"For the other eight sects, my discovery may shake their dominance in the soul-controlling world." The young man said with a lazier tone.

"So..." the gray-haired old man said: "They will not tolerate the Lord's continued research, let alone the existence of the ninth gate."

"Why."

The young man shook his head and said: "A group of old and rotten people just want to be content with the status quo and have no spirit of exploration at all. How can they lead our clan to become stronger in the future."

"That's all, that's all."

"Different ways do not lead to mutual agreement."

He stood up and said proudly: "If the other eight sects have objections to my ninth sect, there is no harm in leaving the Soul Control World."

"But……"

As soon as the gray-haired old man opened his mouth, he was interrupted by the young man: "There is no such thing as a butt. With my understanding of the ethnic group, we can still thrive and survive even if we live in a deserted land."
To be continued...