In the Heng Palace, after gaining cultivation, Yu Zhenjian was already the Triple Heaven of Emperor Xuan at the top of the mountain, and he was still the kind of sword cultivator in Lei Zhenggang's mouth that could scare people to death.

Although the cultivation of one body is only borrowed, it is difficult to say whether he Yu Zhenjian regarded this cultivation as a loan.

Yu Zhenjian's steps were steady, and the whole person stood there like a sharp long sword that fit the avenue.

Every step is like a sword.

When there were no more steps in front of him, at dusk, the world in front of him seemed to open a big hole in a black hole, and in the black mouth, there was a particularly distant and desolate aura, as if it was clearly telling him Yu Zhenjian and weighing his own weight.

As a result, Yu Zhenjian, who felt that his weight was extremely sufficient, stepped into it without the slightest hesitation, and his whole body disappeared into the darkness.

Yu Zhenjian has no sword and does not carry a sword, as his name suggests, he Yu Zhenjian is an awe-inspiring sword that will surely make the heavens and the earth change color.

The sword is Yu Zhenjian, and Yu Zhenjian is also a sword.

When the black hole disappeared, lightning and thunder thundered above the roof of the temple in an instant, and the dragon's body rolled in the black clouds.

Then there were dense black raindrops falling down, and in a short time, the original temple road earth yellow stone steps became a black pool that could not be seen clearly.

The black rain no longer fell, and the black pool water suddenly converged and stared towards the middle, and then formed the appearance of a middle-aged man wrapped in a black robe.

The man wears a crown on his head, like a secular dynasty sitting in the house of the emperor of Mingtang.

The face is resolute, extremely linear, the forehead is left and right, there are two horns, more than an inch long, the hair is black, and the horns are gold.

On top of the black robe, there was also a golden dragon that seemed to be rolling and swaying on the stone rock on the top of the temple before, and its body was hidden or visible.

The man stepped forward, and the black robe moved with it, and what was surprising was that the golden thread dragon on the black robe also swayed and swam on the black robe, looming.

It's just that the crowned man who has walked less than two steps suddenly stopped, and the smile on his face was extremely obvious.

In the great battle between the human race and the mysterious beast, he was defeated, and the defeat was particularly tragic, the body did not exist, and the body and soul were less than one.

Now he is not the arrogant and arrogant person he was back then, after all, he was qualified 10,000 years ago, and now he is no longer the only Xuanlong who broke through the first-order bottleneck and squeezed into the ancestor of the Xuanwu Beast.

He was nothing more than half a wisp of divine soul and an obsession that could not be dissipated for a long time, and the martial ancestor who was defeated by his own hands and finally killed him, was imprisoned in this palace that originally belonged to the Xuanlong by some extremely ancient means.

The ruins of the gods are essentially nothing more than banishment prisons.

If it sounds good, it is called immortality, and if it is not good, it is to watch the door for a lifetime for the one who won.

The meaning of his existence now is to show people the door, and the insight of the Heavenly Dao Law in the Martial Ancestor Secret Realm is subtle, and he just looks at it roughly.

Defeat naturally means to have the consciousness of defeat, and if he doesn't want to admit it, he can't do it.

As for why he counted his fifty percent as fifty percent of his cultivation for ten thousand years, he gave it to the extremely conceited and arrogant reincarnation of the god back then.

It's just that he's the gatekeeper, who wants to have some fun for himself, after all, it's been a pool of stagnant water for 10,000 years, and he doesn't want to think of a way to see the water flowers, isn't it too boring.

As for the quiet surface, but the arrogance in his bones is not weaker than his reincarnation of the gods, his real name is Kiss, he didn't believe in the other side at the beginning, as for what borrowed fifty percent and seventy percent, it wasn't that he was afraid that he was a little more angry, and borrowed more, but the other party suddenly had doubts and didn't dare to ask for it, so he couldn't even see this little bit of fun when he left the kiss, isn't it a big sadness?

Ten thousand years ago, how powerful he was, gathering more than seventy percent of the third-order Upper Mysterious Beasts on the Xuanwu Continent, what was the final result?

Is it true that the thousands of stone statues on this Heng Peak just appeared out of thin air? As everyone knows, the mysterious beasts represented by each stone statue were all able to call the king a hegemon in a place of one domain and one realm back then.

There are as many third-order mysterious beasts as lackeys, and second-order mysterious beasts are not on the stage, and there is only that time.

Liqi raised his head, no longer thinking about the bits and pieces of things that happened 10,000 years ago, only thinking about the young man who passed by here at the beginning.

At that time, the kiss was so frightened that he didn't dare to reveal the slightest breath, for fear that the young man would think that he was not too far away from kissing, and less than he was away from kissing, so it was better to leave him with one less kiss.

In fact, with his own incarnation of both the soul and the remnant thought, he knew more or less things that others didn't know, such as the dispute between this Martial Ancestor Secret Realm and the larger incarnation of the law in the secular world under the mountain outside, he didn't have any other thoughts, but after seeing the young man, Liyue felt that no matter what he did, or what anyone other than the young man did, it seemed to be useless.

So in the midst of this use, wouldn't it be better to feel more beautiful when you leave the kiss.

Liyue snorted lightly, and said to himself contemptuously: "If you really think that a Xuan Emperor Triple Heaven plus a sword is a great person, not to mention whether the Xuan power borrowed from me can be used as usual, even if I don't give you a stumbling block, you yourself are afraid that you don't dare to use it with peace of mind, is it really the era of gods and men thousands of years ago?" Even if there is something to do, I don't want to cherish this little bit of work now, to fight for some avenue opportunities, I have fought for kisses, that guy has also argued, and the remaining eight guys have also competed, why should you fight for a guy who is not dead or alive? What should you fight for?

sighed lightly, and then said a few words that are common on and off the mountain, "The grasshopper shakes the tree, which is ridiculous." ”

The water in the black pool receded, and a thick black appeared on the roof of the temple again.

It's just that there is a black dragon with golden light that churns in the darkness and stirs up the wind and waves.

The black dragon separated a clone within his ability, hid in a place where fewer people could see it, but more people couldn't see it, and went to watch the play.

Lu Qi'er's punch landed in the air, but before he could react, the place where the punch fell suddenly seemed to have fallen into a space, and the breath in it seemed to be as ancient as it should not have been but it was real.

Without waiting for the deer to get out of the way, the whole person is deeply trapped.

In the previous Triple Heaven Xuan Emperor Yang Zhantian, he was one step ahead of him, and he was deeply trapped in it.