Feeling the strength coming from Ming Jiutian's hand, the goatee's brow was also furrowed.

Immediately after that, the momentum on his body burst out, wanting to resist Ming Jiutian's strength.

In terms of strength, Ming Jiutian asked himself if he had ever met anyone who could be stronger than him, and seeing the goatee exerting his strength to resist him, the strength in Ming Jiutian's hand increased a few points again.

At this moment, the goatee regretted a little and wanted to withdraw his right hand, but Ming Jiutian's hand grabbed him like an iron tong, grabbing him tightly, no matter how hard he tried, Ming Jiutian just didn't move.

The goatee also saw that Ming Jiutian didn't intend to let go of his hand at all, in this case, the goatee thief's eyes gurgled, and with a flick of the cuff of his left hand, a dagger flashing with a faint cold light appeared, stabbing directly at Ming Jiutian's throat.

Syllable...

There was another soft sound, and the goatee's left hand was grabbed by Ming Jiutian again without any suspense.

"It's a bit of a trick that doesn't work on the table, right?" Ming Jiutian said that the momentum on his body also exploded.

Click, click, click.

With two crisp sounds in a row, the two wrists of the goatee were directly pinched off by Ming Jiutian.

As the sharp pain in his wrist came, the goatee's face suddenly became distorted, and he couldn't help but howl loudly.

Originally, Ming Jiutian also thought that the goatee with the wounded arms could be reined in, but he didn't expect this goatee to open his mouth and spit out a silver needle as thin as a hair from his mouth, and it also went straight to Ming Jiutian's throat.

Fortunately, Ming Jiutian reacted quickly enough, and his body instantly leaned back, and with an understatement backflip, he avoided the silver needles spit out by the goatee.

After landing on the ground, he didn't drag the mud and water at all, and with a sudden kick of his feet, Ming Jiutian's body shot out.

A kick was placed on the chest of the goatee, and the sound of bones shattering was heard again.

"Among the peers of the Supreme Region, there are only a handful of people who dare to provoke me to be sad and arrogant, do you dare to report your name?" After getting up from the ground, the goatee looked at Ming Jiutian with resentment in his eyes.

"Trumpet Nine Heavens Lonely Soul..."

Ming Jiutian thought about it, it had been so long since he debuted, and he hadn't thought about any problems such as names, so he simply blurted out the Nine Heavens Lonely Soul.

"You're a lonely soul? Okay, with you, let's see" The goatee ghost saw that Tang Ao flicked his sleeves and left.

It is not too much to call such a despicable attack a ghost, Ming Jiutian nodded, not taking this matter to heart at all.

"Jiutian, you have to be careful of this person, behind this person is the Tang Sect who is famous in the Supreme Domain, and he is the grandson of the current master of the Gate, he is narrow-minded, will be revenged, and his methods are cruel and vicious, the eight guards around me were killed by him with the masters of the Tang Sect" Helian Qingwei reminded in a low voice.

Tang Gate?

Hearing this sect, Ming Jiutian was stunned for a moment, the name of the Tang Sect in the Supreme Region is really a household name, and the specialty of all kinds of masters under its sect is all kinds of secret weapons, it can be said that whoever provokes the Tang Sect will have endless troubles.

Moreover, Tangmen is on a par with Gongyimen in the field of manufacturing, and it is also famous for its supreme region, but in comparison, all kinds of manufacturing in Tangmen are not sold to the public, and the production process is not passed on, so it seems to be a lot more low-key.

"I've heard of the Tang Sect, but it is rumored that the Tang Sect is a famous and decent family, how can there be a ninth-rate person like Tang Ao?" Ming Jiutian scratched his head, feeling a little incredulous.

"The forbidden gate of the vault has been broken, everyone hurry up...", the disciple who was waiting outside the ancient ruins shouted loudly.

The sudden shouting directly interrupted the conversation between the two, and Ming Jiutian also looked towards the stone door, and sure enough, he saw that the stone door of the secret store had been opened, and a gap that only allowed one person to pass through.

This is already very good, after all, the formation prohibition left over from the primeval period is not as simple as the current research of various sects, and it is enough to open the gap that only one person can pass through, which also shows their attainments in formation.

"Qingwei, the situation inside is not clear, for the sake of safety, you better hide in the Ten Thousand Realms Spirit Box" Ming Jiutian said and opened the Ten Thousand Realms Spirit Box.

Helian Qingwei naturally understood that Ming Jiutian was also for her good, so she simply didn't say anything more and walked in directly.

Right now, a crack has been opened in the door of the secret vault, and the disciples of various sects are rushing in, for fear that they will run slowly and lose the opportunity to capture the treasure.

After a while, the disciples surrounding the door of the vault completely disappeared, leaving Ming Jiutian standing alone.

Just when they were all gone and no one disturbed him, Ming Jiutian walked to the stele and sat down cross-legged, putting all his thoughts on the inscription of the stele, just like when he understood the content of the inscription in a dream.

At this moment, in the sea of consciousness, the inscription on the stone tablet seemed to come alive, and the golden light dispersed to the surroundings, illuminating the entire sea of consciousness in Ming Jiutian into a piece of gold.

At the same time, the golden runes slowly flowed, like caterpillars crawling around in the sea of consciousness, but the golden runes in front of them were much better looking than caterpillars.

Ming Jiutian, a small soul state in the Sea of Consciousness, was imitating the posture of the golden rune.

But after imitating it for a long time, it didn't have any effect, it seems that the cultivation method according to the longevity recipe is not right, and I thought about it again after thinking about it Ming Jiutian stopped.

"You're very good..."At this time, a very old-sounding voice appeared out of thin air in the sea of consciousness of Ming Jiutian.

The sudden sound interrupted Ming Jiutian's thoughts, but there was no second person in the empty sea of consciousness except for Ming Jiutian himself.

"Who are you?" After looking around for nine days, he didn't find anyone there, and thought he had heard it wrong.

"Don't look for it, the old man is not here" The old voice came again, and the voice seemed to be there and as if it was not there.

Ming Jiutian was frightened, since he was not in his sea of consciousness, but he was able to transmit the voice to his sea of consciousness, it can be seen how terrifying the strength of the person who made this old voice was.

"If you're not here, where are you? You don't think you're planning to play hide and seek with your juniors, do you? Ming Jiutian asked nervously.

"Little friend, don't panic, the old man is old, and there are many inconveniences in moving, since I am waiting for you today, the old man is also considered to have completed his merits, I just hope that after this incident, can I send the old man to a place" The old voice smiled.

Old? How inconvenient is it to move? Does that mean that the person who spoke is still alive? Who has survived from the primeval period to the present day?

Thinking of this, Ming Jiutian couldn't help but shudder, what kind of old monster does that have to be?

"Uh... Senior, you have also seen it, I am very busy" Ming Jiutian spread his hands, and in his heart he didn't plan to come into contact with this old monster.

"Haha... Boy, don't you want to know why the old man found you? The old voice asked with a smile.

"You have lived for so long, presumably your strength must be unfathomable, who you want to find depends entirely on your old mood," Ming Jiutian said with a hippie smile.

"Interesting, in the endless years, there are not 10,000 but 8,000 people who come to this place, but the old man doesn't look for others but wants to find you, so you don't doubt it at all?" The old voice smiled heartily.

Yes, there are more people who have entered the Forest of Disillusionment, and there must be many people with unfathomable strength, but this strange old man doesn't look for others but wants to find himself, Ming Jiutian vaguely guessed something.

"It can't be because of those two bronze keys?" Ming Jiutian asked tentatively.

"That's not wrong for you to say that, back then, the old man left a soul mark on each of the two keys, and when the two keys become one, the soul mark will wake the old man from his slumber," the old man's voice explained.