The Dark Morning Camp, within the one hundred and eighty realms, is far away from the boundary with the Reverse Saint, and it is also far away from the gap between the Three Desolations and the other area of the Dark Morning, which belongs to the First Thirty-Seven Realm.

There is a clan name Xiongtu in this world, occupying a realm, inherited from the second era of the Three Wilderness Era, reproducing here and continuing to this day, there are hundreds of thousands of clansmen, not big, not small.

The entire 137 Realm is also called the Xiongtu Realm, and the Xiongtu tribe is the master of this realm.

In this Xiongtu realm, there have always been three altars in the boundless starry sky for a long time, they float in the starry sky, motionless, for countless years, and around these three altars, the Xiongtu Department has set up a forbidden formation, slowly surrounding this place, making it a forbidden place.

Guarding this place seems to be the mission of the Xiongtu tribe, and it is always carried out.

These three altars look quite ancient, one of them is more than half broken, exuding the vicissitudes of decay, and one has a huge crack in the middle, as if it has penetrated this altar, if you stand on this altar and look down, you can see the starry sky below the crack.

Although the crack had penetrated the altar, it seemed that there was a strange force on it, so that the altar did not split, but did not move from each other.

The third altar is relatively well preserved, on this day, this altar is still well preserved, suddenly there is a ghostly light shining, this ghostly light is instantly dazzling, around the entire altar, immediately above the altar originally looked like a hard stone platform, but now it seems to melt, the whole stone platform is sunken down, there are some blisters on it. It's like a swamp.

"Who!!!Who is muttering to Grandpa Crane......" The bald crane shook its body, and from this altar, its head emerged, fluttering vigorously. The body flew out directly from the swamp-like altar, and as soon as it flew out, it immediately looked around suspiciously, that kind of inner depth. After stepping into the world of the Dark Morning Rebellion, the feeling that there seemed to be a strange thought in its mind made it want to find it, but it couldn't find the root cause.

Immediately afterwards, on this swamp-like altar, the figure of Emperor Yan Pei Chenhuang was revealed, and when he turned into a long rainbow and flew out violently, he immediately hugged his fists towards the altar and bowed deeply.

Almost at the moment when he bowed, Su Ming's figure. From within this altar slowly emerged. Step by step. The altar stone platform that turned into a swamp under his feet, like silt, could be used when Su Ming walked out. But they separated on their own, as if they didn't dare to stop Su Ming's footsteps. Until Su Ming walked to the starry sky, the altar behind him solidified again, and the ghostly light also dispersed.

Looking around with cold eyes, Su Ming's faint gaze fell on Yan Pei.

"Master, the gap in the Three Desolations is in the anti-saint camp, if you go there, if you want to come to Dark Chen, there will be some interference, this is what Xiao said before, an ancient teleportation array connected to Dark Chen. Yan Pei immediately spoke, his voice very respectful.

Su Ming's gaze swept over the three altars, and after taking a few careful looks, he noticed an aura that did not belong to this era on these three altars, which was obviously some traces that existed before the ancient years.

It's just that now because an altar is well preserved, it has been secretly changed by this Yan Pei, and it has become a means of saving his life, according to what he said on the way, no matter where he is, as long as he is given some time to prepare, he can immediately teleport here,

Because, he is a member of the Xiongtu tribe, the morning emperor who came out of this tribe, although there is a realm that belongs to his morning emperor, but in the final analysis, he belongs to the Xiong Tu.

And the existence of these three altars, only as a Xiongtu clan, can have the opportunity to study and use them carefully, and Yan Pei is the leader in using this altar.

According to the analysis and observation of the Xiongtu tribe over the years, we have found out the function of these three altars, it seems that at the beginning, the first altar was to teleport people to a very distant place, and I don't know where it was, but compared to the second altar, this distance must be much shorter, because the second altar has disappeared over the years, but in some of the breaths stored in the tribe, a ...... can be felt Majestic and indescribable, it seems that in the place that contains that breath, the monk is as small as an ant. Yan Pei pondered for a while, but he didn't express it too clearly, because he didn't fully understand this matter himself.

All he knew was that the first and second altars were broken, and only this third altar could bring people back to this place from all over the place, and once it was used skillfully, it could play a crucial role at certain moments!

"If you have this kind of storage, you can feel it. Su Ming's gaze was withdrawn from the altar, and when he spoke lightly, at this moment, outside the three altars, suddenly the invisible formation prohibition emitted a soft glow, forming a ripple spread Yes, there were dozens of Changhong roaring rapidly, and after approaching in an instant, he turned into a monk, when the first person was a big man, this person was quite burly, and there seemed to be a giant bear behind him between the steps, and when he got closer, the big man immediately hugged his fists and bowed deeply to Yan Pei.

"Xiongtu tribal prince, meet the Morning Emperor. The big man's voice was like a flood, and when the buzz came out, the dozens of people behind him all hugged their fists towards Yan Pei, and the sound of worship was as neat as a sound wave, spreading all over the place.

"How many Star Sacrifice Stones are still well-preserved in the tribe?" As early as the moment when the ripples of this formation prohibition reverberate, Yan Pei immediately did not see the slightest hint of sycophancy on his body, but turned into a majestic and indifferent, and became the morning emperor who was high in the eyes of the dark morning monk.

The bald crane on the side looked disdainful, and turned his head disdainfully, but in his heart he was secretly copying everything about Yan Pei, diligent and studious, which is a good habit of the bald crane.

"Return to the Morning Emperor, Star Sacrifice Stone...... Now there are still five pieces that are well preserved, and the seal has never been opened, so the breath has not been dispersed, if the Emperor of the Morning needs it, let people take it below. Xiong Tubu Dahan immediately spoke respectfully, and Yu Guang glanced at Su Ming, guessing Su Ming's identity in his heart.

"Take three, this kind of stone with an ancient atmosphere, the number is limited, and your tribe must keep some of it. Yan Pei groaned slightly, slowly spoke, the big man suddenly clenched his fists and said yes, turned to look at an old man beside him, the old man nodded, his body shook suddenly, and he suddenly turned into a giant bear the size of a hundred zhang.

When the old man was far away, Su Ming ignored Yan Pei's conversation with the people of the Xiongtu tribe, his expression was indifferent, and he walked forward in a step, the bald crane hurriedly followed behind Su Mingshen, and glanced at Yan Pei Chenhuang proudly.

These people from the Xiongtu tribe had never seen Su Ming, and they couldn't see the slightest fluctuation in cultivation from Su Ming, but they knew that this person could go all the way with Emperor Chen, and he must have something extraordinary, but he would not offend.

When the cultivators of several Xiongtu tribes looked at it, it was just such a moment, suddenly the eyes of these clansmen suddenly contracted, and their expressions directly showed shock, they clearly saw that after Su Ming's body touched the ripples of the invisible forbidden formation here, the formation suddenly shook violently, and it instantly dissipated in front of Su Ming's body, as if retreating on its own.

This scene not only shocked the few Xiongtu tribesmen, but even the clansmen of the Xiongtu tribe turned their heads sharply when they sensed it, their eyes instantly contracted, and their expressions showed disbelief.

The formation of their Xiongtu tribe around this place has been inherited for a long time, and after being continuously improved by generations for countless years, its power may not be manifested in attack, but the simple degree of protection, even if it is an unspeakable powerhouse, it is not to be able to blast it away for a while, not to mention the current scene, this formation does not have the slightest wave, as if it ......

It was as if this formation took the initiative to retreat, like a courtier who went to worship the emperor and did not dare to block it in the slightest, this ...... It was the feeling that came to the mind of the Xiongtu clan lord at this moment.

He ...... Who is he?" Xiongtu Tribal Clan's face changed greatly, and his heart was buzzing, and he subconsciously spoke.

"Even if the whole of Dark Morning is combined, it is not its opponent...... The strongest cultivation in the firmament. Emperor Yan Pei Chen's eyes showed fanaticism and muttered.

Walking out of the formation, Su Ming looked at the starry sky in front of him, and his expression was indifferent, and his will suddenly swept around, covering all the ranges of this realm in an instant.

"It's a very small realm, and the will hasn't been born yet...... However, it is clearly on the edge of other realms, not like it is self-generated, but it seems to be ...... It was divided and created by people with great magical powers. When Su Ming's will dispersed, Yan Pei also quickly flew out of this formation and came to Su Ming's side.

"You go and investigate for me, back then, you waited for the Dark Morning camp, the passage arranged in the ruins of the Three Desolations Divine Source and the Fifth Sea, although it was not opened, but where are the few people who guarded the passage now. Su Ming spoke lightly, retracted his will, and did not forcibly sweep the one hundred and eighty realms, after all, ...... This place also belongs to the three wildernesses.

Yan Pei immediately said yes, and when he was about to say something more, a long rainbow in the distance roared rapidly, it was the old man who took the star sacrifice stone, and when the old man approached, he immediately bowed to Yan Pei and gave three jade boxes in his hand.

Su Ming's gaze swept from this jade box, and immediately his eyes shrank imperceptibly, his right hand raised the void and grabbed it, and suddenly the three jade boxes went straight to fate, and Su Ming grabbed one of them, and with a slight pinch, the jade box shattered, revealing a stone the size of a fingernail.

The moment the jade box shattered, the stone suddenly emitted a ...... Let Su Ming look solemn!!

Su Ming couldn't recognize this breath, but he could judge at a glance that this breath did not come from all the Great Realms of the Three Desolations, not from Sang Xiang, or ...... This breath is not a thing of mulberry butterflies in the vastness!

This breath comes from ...... Outside!