Guo Jing still didn't seem to want to give up, he knew what Yi Han's move meant, it meant a bloody storm, it meant being displaced, and he wouldn't watch it happen.

"Brother Jing, no matter what decision you make, I will support you!" Huang Rong held Guo Jing's hand tightly.

Along the way, everyone was speechless in shock by Yi Han's methods.

Absolute immortals.

Even if he is a strong person who breaks the void, he does not have such a means! He dared to see the immortals, and he also came together with the immortals.

At a distance of more than forty miles, everyone went all the way unimpeded, and soon arrived at the foot of Lingque Peak.

"The mountains and rivers are beautiful, not bad, it is a place of spiritual treasures, it is very suitable for being a sect!" Yi Han nodded with satisfaction, this Zhongnan Mountain Range stretches for hundreds of miles, and the Lingque Peak is even inserted into the clouds, with that kind of ethereal taste of immortals.

"Master, how is it, is it good here, if you are satisfied, I will immediately let this group of rabbits move, and strive to build this place as soon as possible!"

Wen Qiushan also walked over, "Senior, my Ethereal Sect disciple is also on the way here, striving to contribute to the sect!"

Yi Han smiled, "You don't need to worry about this, now you should care about it, how many of the eight holy places I invited will come......

The matter of Yi Han's invitation to the Eight Holy Lands spread in the Tianwu Continent.

At this time, according to the time, the invitation should have reached the hands of the Eight Holy Lands, and the next step is to wait and see how many of the Eight Holy Lands can arrive.

Yi Han asked, "Tell me about the two of you, how many can you come this time?"

The old naughty boy said: "What did the master invite them to do? I guess none of them will come, whoever comes is stupid, that old yellow ghost will definitely not come, and the same is true of the old toad......

The old urchin enumerated all the eight holy places, and the final result of the analysis was that none of the eight holy places should come.

It's like what the old naughty boy said before, whoever comes is stupid, it's too shameless, they can't come to Zhongnan Mountain because of Yi Han's words, unless their heads are kicked by a donkey.

"I don't know why my predecessors invited the Eight Holy Lands here?" Wenqiu Mountain has always been very curious, is Yi Han's purpose in inviting the Eight Holy Lands really like he said before, it is to subdue the Eight Holy Lands.

Before, Wen Qiushan thought it was funny, thinking that Yi Han was talking about a fool's dream, and it was impossible to subdue the Eight Great Sects, but now it seems that it is very likely that Yi Han does not need to accept it at all, and the Eight Great Churches kneel in front of Yi Han and beg for acceptance.

Thinking of this, Wenqiu Mountain suddenly had a sense of crisis, as if his beloved things were about to be snatched away and divided.

Once Yi Han really subdues all the Eight Holy Lands, then he may not have anything to do with himself in the future, even if he doesn't think about himself, he has to think about the Ethereal Sect.

"Invite them, just to see how many smart or lucky people there are, as long as they don't come to the holy place this time, there is no need to keep them......"

Hearing Yi Han say this, Wenqiu Mountain almost shouted happily, how much he hoped for the Eight Holy Lands at this time, it was best not to come to any of them

A Quanzhen Sect is a headache for him here, if the other eight come, then he will not be depressed to death, but he is afraid that there will be no benefit at that time, and he will not have his own.

"The Eight Holy Lands have been inherited for thousands of years, if Your Excellency creates evil because of this, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, then avoid the misery of life, blood flows like a river, and then disputes arise, wars are frequent, and it is the people who suffer, I don't know if you have thought about it?"

In the face of Guo Jing's questioning, Yi Han rarely paid attention to it, the other party was a dead brain, and he couldn't turn a corner, even if he tried his best to explain to him, it was equivalent to playing the piano to the cow, so Yi Han was too lazy to waste saliva.

Seeing that Yi Han ignored himself, if there was no fire in his heart, it would be impossible, if it wasn't for Yi Han's opponent, Guo Jing would have pounced on it a long time ago.

"You stupid cow, aren't you going back? Aren't you afraid that your Xiangyang will be broken?" the old urchin walked up to Guo Jing with a grin.

Huang Rong smiled and said: "Old naughty boy, you talk about your master, what kind of immortal method did your master teach you? ”

"Of course, it's the ...... of immortal law"

But the old naughty boy immediately shut up and glared at Huang Rong angrily, "You little guy is clever, no better than a big stupid cow, the old naughty boy is gone, I won't tell you......"

"Master, I see that our sect is standing on the halfway of Lingque Peak, and I feel magnificent when I think about it!"

"That's right, on the mountainside, Fang Xian's style is immortal!"

Yi Han soared into the air, "In that case, you guys are optimistic!"

Lingque Peak is thousands of meters high, Yi Han ascends to the sky step by step, like an immortal, walking in the void.

Everyone looked up, their eyes were shocked, this is not a light skill, but a real fly, Yi Han flew in the air.

In mid-air, a light suddenly rose in Yi Han's hand. The light is like the sun, and it is as bright as the sun.

"Now!"

Everyone only felt as if they heard a roar, and then the mountain shook, and the Lingque Peak seemed to collapse, and huge boulders slipped from the top of the mountain.

"That's?"

When the light was gone, everyone's eyes straightened.

Ling Que Peak.

The clouds and mist were shrouded, and the water vapor was misty, and in the mist, everyone saw a palace looming, like a fairy palace, beautiful.

"It's Asgard!"

"Oh my God!"

Everyone was shocked, and it was difficult to describe the mood at this time.

At this moment, everyone's eyes when they looked at Yi Han changed again, everyone was not stupid, after thinking about it carefully, they could think that the Immortal Hall must have been made by Yi Han just now.

"Haha, my old urchin's master, it's just different, how about it, envy, right? haha...... I envy you to death!" the old urchin was extremely happy, especially after seeing the shock in everyone's eyes, and even more proud.

Huang Rong was not calm for a long time, originally thought that Yi Han was just a martial arts Jindan powerhouse, but he just had some special means.

But with the appearance of Asgard, she was also messy.

"Could it be that this person is really an immortal?"

It is said that after breaking the void, it will fly to the fairy world, and whether there is an immortal world or not has always been in the legend, and it is impossible to determine.

"No, I have to inform my father quickly, this person invites the Eight Holy Lands, and my Peach Blossom Island is among them, so my father will definitely not pay much attention to it, but now it is different, this person may be an immortal, if my father comes here, ......"

Yi Han fell from mid-air. To the crowd: "Don't publicize this matter first...... I want the Eight Holy Lands to choose by myself!"

Everyone nodded again and again, how dare they disagree, Yi Han said that if it is not spread, who dares to be present, unless they don't want to live.

"Let's go, let's go up and have a look!"

With one foot out, a mountain road, from the foot of the mountain, has been winding, along the peak, straight to the fairy palace.

The people who followed behind Yi Han were already numb, and they were no longer surprised, and they followed behind Yi Han one by one, running wildly, and slowly, a smile gradually appeared on everyone's faces.

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