Chapter 959

"Ten thousand families can't seal the war family?"

Han Yun gave a slight meal, then took a deep look at Qi Mo Tian, turned around and disappeared at the entrance of the village with xuanyuanlie.

Enter the village.

Faces appeared in front of Han Yun.

These faces.

Looking at Han Yun and Xuanyuan lie, they all have a kind smile. They don't look like a group of emperors and ancestors, but like a group of ordinary people.

"Many of them, I'm afraid, really want to be ordinary people!"

Han Yun took a deep breath and thought in his heart.

In the ancient god battlefield.

Even if the emperor is strong, there is no life guarantee. The emperor is strong here. It's just the most ordinary group of people. It's really normal to have four or more emperor's strong people every day!

Actually, Han Yun doesn't know.

Thousands of ethnic groups gathered here to set up a small village. In fact, they want to have an ordinary voice.

Because in the ancient god battlefield.

There is no ordinary life at all.

"Young master Han, please follow me!"

Xuanyuanlie led the way in front. For a moment, they entered the depths of the village. As it got deeper and deeper, the mountain village became more and more quiet.

"This is called the ancient god village. No matter whether you are the emperor or the saint, there is no identity gap. In this village, the people who come in are the same kind of people!"

"All people must support and help each other..."

Xuanyuanlie whispered beside Han Yun.

"In the whole village, there are 99 strong saints, including 13 strong saints at the peak. Others are strong under the peak of saints. Under saints, we have 1300 strong emperors!"

"These people are all our strength!"

Looking at Han Yun, xuanyuanlie said again.

"Ninety nine saints?"

"1300 emperors!"

Han Yun's eyes flashed. Compared with Jiuyou world, these strengths are too far away.

The strength of Jiuyou world.

The strong emperor came forward.

Not to mention emperor Zu!

"Here we are!"

At this time, xuanyuanlie's voice came again. Looking at Han Yun, xuanyuanlie whispered, "this is my ancient temple!"

"Ancient temple?"

Han Yun paused slightly and looked up. What appeared in front of Han Yun was a small palace, which was actually a small thatched cottage.

But outside the hut, there are prohibitions everywhere.

Even Han Yun's spirit.

Can't go any deeper.

"Lie'er, you're back!"

A low voice came, and an old man came out of the hut, step by step, very slowly.

But this step falls into Han Yun's eyes.

But it was very mysterious. This step seemed to contain some very terrible way, which made Han Yun's look dignified in an instant.

"Dad, is this Han Yun?"

Xuanyuanlie looked at the old man and whispered.

"Han Yun?"

The old man's eyes suddenly appeared on Han Yun.

"Boom!"

With this look in his eyes, Han Yun seemed to see the destruction of heaven and earth, the tumbling of chaos and the regeneration of the world

This one.

If an ordinary emperor ancestor, I'm afraid he will be directly deterred, his mind will be violent and his heart will be unstable.

But in Han Yun's eyes.

Han Yun's body did not change much. He frowned slightly. Han Yun looked at the old man and asked, "younger generation, Han Yun has seen the elder!"

With that, Han Yun bent and saluted the old man slightly.

"Hehe... Just be old!"

But to Han Yun's consternation, before his body bent down, the old man suddenly took a step forward and directly dragged his body with the help of the old man.

Han Yun's body, naturally stand up.

"Just come!"

Han Yun's body shook, and then whispered, "thank you, master!"

"Lie'er, go and prepare the dinner. Han Yun, come here. Let's have a good drink tonight!"

The old man turned his head and looked at xuanyuanlie and said with a smile.

"Yes, Dad!"

Hearing that he was going to have a drink, xuanyuanlie seemed very excited. After a few breaths, he disappeared in front of Han Yun.

"Han Yun, come with me!"

The old man waved to Han Yun slightly and took Han Yun into the so-called ancient temple.

Enter the ancient temple.

Twelve eyes God, the brush fell on Han Yun.

A tremendous pressure fell on Han Yun. Although these dozen people had no intention of exerting pressure on Han Yun, even if it was leaked.

That's terrible.

You know.

The twelve people in this ancient temple are the strong ancestors.

On self-cultivation.

Their accomplishments are stronger than Han Yun's in two great realms. The two great realms are nothing in the earth and heaven, but they are very terrible in the Taoist ancestors.

The realm of Daozu.

Not to mention the two big realms, even if it is the same small realm, the gap is very large.

This is also among the Taoist ancestors.

The reason why there are fewer and fewer people fighting beyond their ranks.

If Han Yun hadn't understood the supreme way and integrated five supreme ways, otherwise even Han Yun couldn't fight beyond his level.

The higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to fight beyond the level.

"Welcome, Mr. Han!"

A light voice came. Han Yun turned his head and saw a woman's eyes falling on him.

The woman's eyes twinkled.

But the smile on his face was very amazing. Even Han Yun couldn't help looking at it more.

"Hahaha... Welcome Mr. Han!"

"Welcome!"

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As the woman's voice sounded, all the twelve people in the hall stood up and looked at Han Yun one by one, quickly full of smiles.

"Han Yun has seen your predecessors!"

Han Yun saluted the crowd slightly.

"Don't be so polite, ha ha..."

See Han Yun salute. The old man nearby hurriedly came forward and held Han yundao.

"Don't be so polite?"

Han Yun frowned.

I don't know why.

Han Yun feels that some of these old men don't want to bear their own gifts.

"Is it because I am a disciple of the war clan?"

Han Yun thought in his heart.

"Giggle... Please sit down, Mr. Han!"

While Han Yun was meditating, I don't know when the woman who fell in love suddenly disappeared in her seat. When she appeared again, she had appeared beside Han Yun.

Little hand on Han Yun's shoulder, a terrible force suppressed Han Yun.

Han Yun's body, subconsciously sitting in a chair.

"That's right!"

The soft voice came again, but when Han Yun came back, the woman's figure had disappeared. Looking up, the woman returned to her seat again.

"Thank you, master!"

Han Yun slightly arched his hands and looked at the thirteen people. The light in Han Yun's eyes flickered again.

The behavior of these thirteen people.

It's really unusual. There must be some mystery hidden in it.

Although the war clan is strong.

But it's not enough for the thirteen people to have such a good attitude. You know, Han Yun is just a disciple of Tianzu. Even if Han Yun is a member of the war clan, he won't be