In the Twin Dragon Desolate, before the four pillars of light that supported the heavens, the four of them occupied four different positions. They were all at a distance of 1000 feet from each other!

He looked to the east, about forty years old, and was dressed in green, floating like an immortal. The aura on his body was hard to fathom, and it made people feel like he was an ordinary person who had never practiced any martial arts.

It's strange, though, that although this middle-aged man doesn't have a warrior's aura on him, he has a mysterious aura around him." But, although this man doesn't have a warrior's aura on him, he has a mysterious aura around him, a mysterious aura around him.

The person from the south was a middle-aged man dressed in black armor, from head to toe, his body emitted the terrifying aura of a Archaic Wilderness, and in a breath's time, he exploded out the terrifying power that could destroy a mountain. His eyes were as desolate as if they were from the primordial times, as if with just one more look, he would be trapped in the Archaic Wilderness and be unable to escape!

A person stood in the west, his white clothes fluttering in the wind. His eyes stared at the four corners of the sky, and within his pupils, there were traces of the intent of countless swords returning to the sect. Man was the sword, sword was man, man and sword as one, invincible!

The last person in the north was an old man in his sixties. He wore a purple robe, and his face was slightly sallow. There was a faint smile on his face, and he looked like a harmless old man.

These four people were none other than the four Martial Marquis s of the Seven Stars, Violet Spirit, Iron Sword, and Eight Desolate Sect!

"It's going to be a month soon. I wonder how many outstanding talents will be able to come back alive this time?" Raising his head to the sky, the nine spirit elder from the Violet Spirit Sect Ancestor narrowed his eyes, as if he was muttering to himself.

"Hehe …" "This time, for four hundred people to be able to return, it can be considered to be pretty good …" Although there have been constant purges, where there have been real Greater Demons within the Demon Secret Realm, and are currently not even possible to find a hundred, it does not mean that the danger within the Secret Realm will be reduced. On the contrary, it does increase dramatically, and in the outside world, looking at their own Sect, the disciples of the various sects tend to restrain each other, even if they fight, there are still some restraints, but within the Secret Realm, there are no restrictions or restrictions.

Suddenly, the Absolute Saber Spirit Master's gaze shifted, and said to the Patriarch Qing Yun in the east: "Old Man Qing Yun, this time, I'm afraid that no more than half of your Seven Stars Sect will be able to return alive!"

Compared to the other three great Sect s, Seven Stars Sect, the former number one Sect in the west had clearly declined by a lot. For example, in this young man's generation, he possessed the five great leaders, as well as Shen Wushuang's intimidating aura, causing him to become extremely famous. Although Violet Spirit Sect and their Eight Desolate Saber Palace were slightly lacking, Bloody Hand Slaughterer's extermination and Blood Slaughter Snow, were both Peerless Evildoer s, which were second only to Shen Wushuang.

Forget about the Four Great Sects' number one monster, the Divine Sword Wushuang, even the level one Giant Spirit General Giant Mountain, the Bloody Hand Slaughtering Slash, and Xue Wuqing all had a one against three strength!

"Absolute Saber Old Man, aren't you saying these things a little too early?!" In these recent years, their Seven Stars Sect had truly declined a little. Although Yang Fan's potential was heaven opposing, in the end, his potential was only potential, not actual combat strength!

"It's fine if other people fall, but Yang Fan brat, you must not get into trouble!" He prayed silently in his heart that the others, and even that Xiao Tian, would grow up to be a Ancestor Martial Marquis, and that whether or not they would surpass him was unknown. But Yang Fan was different, the deeper the potential he had, the more talented he would no longer be a part of the Ancestor, and even in this era where resources were scarce, he would still be a Martial Sect Ancestor, the hope of their Seven Stars Sect in the future. As long as Yang Fan could grow up, his Sect would regain its former glory, and reclaim the position of the first Sect in the west.

"Old Man Qing Yun, let's not talk about the others first, but as for Yang Fan, it will be very difficult!" As if he had seen through the thoughts of the Patriarch Qing Yun, the Heavenly Sword man not far away laughed sinisterly.

"Old Heavenly Sword, what do you mean by that?" The Patriarch Qing Yun's expression instantly turned cold, endless killing intent flashed in his eyes, and the air around him rustled as though he was trembling in fear. Yang Fan was their hope for their Seven Stars Sect, and was the chance for them to rise up high, regardless of who it was, if they dared to hurt Yang Fan, they would be mortal enemies of their Seven Stars Sect.

"Old Man Qing Yun, don't be agitated, don't be agitated! As the saying goes, the heavens are jealous of the talented, Peerless Evildoer like Yang Fan will definitely be jealous of the heavens!" The Heavenly Sword Spirit Master laughed lightly, like him giving his orders, the Iron Sword Sect disciples would kill Yang Fan as long as they saw him, but they could not say it clearly, there were some things that could not be admitted even if they were beaten to death. Although the four great Sect s were vile and vile, on the surface, they were still on good terms with each other, and did not truly fall out.

"You... "Humph!"

Glaring fiercely at the Heavenly Sword, Patriarch Qing Yun suppressed the anger in his heart. Although he knew that it was very likely that the Heavenly Sword had given some sort of order to deal with Yang Fan, without any proof, he could not afford to flare up, and his Iron Sword Sect was not to be trifled with. Now that he was firmly suppressing their Seven Stars Sect, if this led to a Sect war, he would be a sinner in Sect.

"What a pity!" What a pity! " Regardless of whether they were Patriarch Qing Yun or Heavenly Sword, they were both the top expert s of their respective Sect. If they were to suffer a loss here, it would be a huge loss to Seven Stars Sect and Profound Veins, and might even be enough to shake the foundations of the two sects!

The four great Sect's surface was peaceful, but the inside was full of competition. Everyone wanted to eliminate the other party in one go, and the greater the losses of Seven Stars Sect and Iron Sword Sect, the greater the chances for them!

"Aooo!"

It was at this time that the Eastern Azure Dragon Yang Tianyi's dragon cry shook the lands!

The next moment …

A green dragon shaped plate came out of the green dragon's mouth and shot towards the Patriarch Qing Yun below.

Just at that moment!

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"...

The ancient green dragon that spanned over a thousand feet suddenly exploded, transforming into numerous green blobs of light that fell from the sky. Within the blob of light, one could faintly see the shadows of human figures flashing!

"It's out! 1... Five... Ten … Twenty... No, twenty-eight... It's gone, how could it be like this!? How could it be like this! " Patriarch Qing Yun's heart trembled, his face was filled with disbelief, each ball of light, represented a person. Twenty-eight balls of light, also meant that there were only twenty-eight people who managed to leave the Demon Spirit Secret Realm alive, and one must know that in the past two thousand years, at least once, there had been close to a hundred people. But this time, there weren't even thirty people, and the death rate was almost eight and a half, which was far beyond his bottom line.

"Yang Fan, do not let anything happen to you, do not let anything happen to you..." Very quickly, a deep sense of unease swept through Patriarch Qing Yun's heart.

At this moment …

The twenty-eight clumps of light finally landed on the ground, revealing the twenty-eight young men and women, twelve people on the Earth Board and sixteen people on the Human Ranking!

"No …" "No..." When he clearly saw the twenty-eight young men and women, Patriarch Qing Yun's footsteps shook and he almost fell to the ground. Amongst the twenty-eight people, he did not manage to find the figure of Yang Fan.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I know they didn't give up on me, but why did they still let Yang Fan take the risk? It's all my fault, it's all my fault …"