Emperor Tianwu

In just one hour, a feeling of nothingness came from the surrounding space.

That feeling of nothingness was like this space had lost everything.

There was no gravity, no vitality, no air, it seemed to be truly empty.

The divine sense swept out, and except for the slightly colorful colors, nothing could be seen.

"Is the void space above the Tiandao League?" Yunfeng spoke.

This guy got on the spaceship as soon as he saw Yunchen and others get on the spaceship, and no one said anything about it.

After all, the more people the better when opening the exit of the realm.

Besides, Yunfeng's twelve-grade merit golden lotus might be of great help in opening the exit of the realm.

After the spaceship arrived here, it stopped rising and moved forward instead.

A compass with a needle appeared in Mu Ziming's hand. At this time, he was using divine sense to communicate with the monks who were driving the spaceship to let them adjust the direction.

The void space seemed very depressing. After all, there was no life, air, gravity, etc., and not even a meteorite was seen.

Void space and void are two different things.

If it were void, you might be able to see planets, meteorites, etc., but in the void space, it was really void.

The spaceship continued to move forward without making any sound.

In this way, after half a month, the spaceship stopped.

In front of it, there was still a void, but the void here was different from other voids. Thousands of meters away from the front of the spaceship, there was a huge stone. The stone was like a star land, suspended in the void space.

In front of the boulder was a huge light gate.

What shocked Mu Ziming and others was that there were actually a large number of monks standing in front of the huge light gate.

Most of these monks had strong auras and were obviously not simple people.

"Hey, Duanmu You is here too?" Mu Ziming's eyes fell on one of the tall old men.

The old man was strong and nearly three meters tall, standing out from the crowd.

His blood was as hot as the sun, and it was obvious that he was mainly cultivating his body.

"The ancestor of the Tianwu clan, Duanmu You?" Hearing Mu Ziming's voice, Yun Chen's eyes fell on Duanmu You.

He and the Tianwu clan had a great grudge.

After all, there were many Tianwu clan warriors who died in his hands.

However, it was the people of the Tianwu clan who provoked him first, otherwise he would not kill people.

"Hey, someone is coming!"

The tens of thousands of people on the boulder also discovered Mu Ziming and others, and many of them turned their heads.

"Let's go!"

Mu Ziming's body and mind flashed, and he had already landed on the boulder.

Then, a series of figures burst out and landed on the boulder.

After everyone on the spaceship left, Mu Ziming put the spaceship away, his eyes fell on Duanmu You, and he said, "Daoyou Duanmu is very clever! I just realized that something is wrong with the Tianwu Realm, and Daoyou Duanmu has already reached the exit of the realm. I admire you, I really admire you!"

"Are you Mu Ziming?" Before Duanmu You had time to speak, a short old man stood up and looked at Mu Ziming and said.

The short old man's blood and qi were obviously stronger than Duanmu You.

"Who is this Daoist?" Mu Ziming asked in confusion.

He had never seen this person before.

"I didn't expect to meet Daoyou Xiong Fang in this place. It's been ten thousand years since we last met! Daoyou Xiong Fang, how are you?" Before the short old man spoke, Gongsun Shan beside Mu Ziming spoke.

"Xiong Fang!"

Hearing Gongsun Shan's words, Mu Ziming's pupils shrank immediately: "Didn't he say that he had already passed away?"

"I have only been traveling outside. The idea of ​​passing away is nonsense." Xiong Fang said coldly: "Mu boy, I heard that you have been against our Tianwu tribe for many years!"

"Brother Xiong, do you know what the Tianwu tribe has done over the years?" Mu Ziming took a deep breath and said: "Now Brother Xiong wants to charge as soon as he appears. Don't you think of me, Mu Ziming?"

Mu Ziming is the leader of the Tiandao League, and he is the strongest person in the Tianwu world. In this case, even if Xiong Fang is tens of thousands of years older than him, he can't lose face.

After all, he represents not only himself, but also the Tiandao League.

Hearing this, Xiong Fang's eyes narrowed slightly: "It seems that you have forgotten me because I haven't been out for tens of thousands of years! Well, since we meet today, I would like to ask you for your methods, Mu Ziming." "Please teach me!" Mu Ziming was not afraid. This is not the Tianwu tribe, what is he afraid of? Xiong Fang said no more, and with a wave of his hand, a big seal appeared in his hand. At the same time, a majestic and boundless soul fluctuation emanated from the other party. Before Mu Ziming could react, Xiong Fang's big seal had been thrown out. The big seal was thrown out, and it immediately blew up in the wind, turning into the size of a mountain, like an ancient sacred mountain, suppressing Mu Ziming.