In a corner of the Immortal Mountain, nearly a thousand people have gathered, and the forces are intricate.

There are also a lot of casual cultivation, and I hope to have a chance.

As long as you can touch a fragment of a Dao weapon, it is a rare treasure for these small forces and scattered cultivators.

"When the dead fog of Huangquan clears, let's go around the periphery, and if we are lucky, we will pick up a broken Dao artifact."

"I heard that the saintess of Tianyin Valley, Xue Shiqing, is also here, and I really want to see the demeanor of the saint."

"There is also Nan Chun, the young palace director of the Ancient Hidden Palace, I heard that she is comparable to the ancient palace master back then, peerless."

"Some time ago, someone saw the Buddha son of Lei Yao Buddha Sect."

The crowd gathered around and whispered.

Gu Hengsheng and Tianci quietly came to the back of the crowd and quietly listened to everyone's discussions.

The young palace master of the ancient palace?

Three hundred years have passed, has the Ancient Ghost Palace also elected a leader of the younger generation?

After so many years, I don't know what happened to Rou'er?

Gu Hengsheng lowered his eyebrows and was silent, pondering in his heart.

"I heard that the Absolute Song Fairy once showed her appearance in the Tianluo Star Domain, and I think she will come to the Immortal Mountain soon.

After all, the Immortal Mountain contains supreme opportunities, and even the ethereal and ethereal Sendai powerhouses can't sit idly by. ”

In the crowd, a Dao Realm martial artist spoke.

"This is an unprecedented prosperous era, the sky is everywhere, and demons are everywhere.

Emperor Road fights, I don't know how many strong people will be buried. ”

The immortal mountain was still not able to enter, and everyone had to talk about the past.

"What is Tianjiao, and what about demons.

More than 300 years ago, when the ancient battlefield opened, tens of thousands of heavenly arrogances and hundreds of demons of the hundred clans were suppressed by him with a sword. ”

A strong man who had experienced the Battle of the Emperor's Fall snorted coldly, and said with a look of longing and awe: "You will never know what kind of era it was, and his peerless assets should be compared to the sky. ”

"The ancient battlefield more than 300 years ago, isn't it the era of the competition of hundreds of races?"

Someone frowned, as if thinking of the things recorded in ancient books, and asked: "Who is he who you said about being able to suppress the Tianjiao of the hundred clans?" ”

"A legend."

The man lowered his brows, as if he was a little sad, and said hoarsely.

"You are Liu Yunxiao, the young patriarch of the Golden Crow Clan!"

Suddenly, someone recognized the identity and exclaimed.

Rumble! In an instant, a radius of hundreds of miles shook, and thousands of people looked sideways, staring at Liu Yunxiao, the young patriarch of the Jinwu clan.

Liu Yunxiao, a demon who once had a rivalry with Gu Hengsheng on the ancient battlefield.

At that time, he was proud of the clouds and had the assets to be invincible to his peers.

After three hundred years, Liu Yunxiao has reached the ninth realm of the Great Dao, ranking among the great powers of the heavens.

"Meet Liu-senpai."

For the Tianjiao creatures in the new era, Liu Yunxiao is an insurmountable mountain and has become a powerful and powerful man of the older generation.

"Liu Yunxiao's predecessor is the young patriarch of the Jinwu clan, and the legend is the existence of the realm of great power, how can he sit with a group of our little people?"

Someone muttered quietly, scared for a while, very frightened.

"Willow ...... Yanagi-senpai, what do you mean by a legend you just said? ”

A girl who had just stepped into the Dao realm mustered up the courage to take a few steps forward and saluted respectfully.

Liu Yunxiao drank a glass of mixed wine, he lost the appearance of a son more than three hundred years ago, and the corners of his mouth were full of scum.

It seems that over the years, Liu Yunxiao has experienced a lot of things, and he no longer cares about his appearance.

"He's a legend."

Liu Yunxiao glanced up at the sky, and there were ripples in his eyes, as if recalling the past many years ago: "Once, he suppressed the younger generation of the hundred clans with one person and one sword. ”

"Dare to ask Senior Liu, who is he?"

Someone asked as a junior salute.

"A sword Fanghua Town Seuk Sea, all beings in the world, call him Mr. Nine."

Liu Yunxiao of the Jinwu clan sighed and drank another glass of wine.

Every time he recalls the battle of the Emperor three hundred years ago, Liu Yunxiao has mixed feelings.

Back then, Liu Yunxiao was heavily protected by the elders of the clan, but he participated in that battle with the cultivation of the seventh realm of the Great Dao.

It doesn't matter if he's Mr. Nine or if he hates the Heavenly Sword Immortal.

At least his courage not to be afraid of life and death is beyond Liu Yunxiao's reach.

Therefore, Liu Yunxiao has always asked himself, if he is capable of fighting, will he choose to survive or fight to the death?

When Liu Yunxiao hesitated, he knew the answer in his heart.

I'm not as good as you.

In the end, Liu Yunxiao faced up to his own shortcomings, and he kept walking in the red dust to sharpen his Dao heart.

"Mr. Nine!"

Suddenly, everyone shouted.

"But the legendary Mr. Floating Tomb Nine!"

Even among the younger generations who have never experienced the Battle of the Emperor's Fall, there are few people who do not know about the floating tomb.

After all, everyone grew up listening to the story of the Battle of the Emperor and the Floating Tomb.

"If he is still here, one person is a prosperous world, and no matter how many demons there are, how can he be compared with him."

Liu Yunxiao, the young patriarch of the Jinwu clan, sighed with emotion and praised from the bottom of his heart.

Heaven and earth are silent, depressing people's hearts.

Mr. Nine of the Floating Tomb is like a mountain that cannot be seen at the peak, pressing on the heads of the younger generation.

They had all learned from the mouths of their elders how domineering and world-famous Mr. Nine was, and penetrated deep into their souls.

Ancient books record: Mr. Nine conquered the world with a sword and suppressed countless taboos in the Stygian Sea.

With a sword, Fanghua slashed a forbidden emperor, and he was invincible.

There is only a short sentence recorded in the classics, which can make the world think and fantasize about the shocking picture of the world, and their hearts can't help but be excited.

How can the world's heavenly arrogance be compared with Mr. Nine?

Everyone shook their heads secretly, although they had never seen Mr. Nine's peerless qualifications with their own eyes, but whenever the elders mentioned this matter, they all subconsciously appeared in awe.

It is conceivable that the title of Mr. Nine represents an extraordinary meaning.

"Brother Gu, is Mr. Nine what they said very powerful?"

Tianci gently tugged at Gu Hengsheng's clothes and asked in a low voice.

Gu Hengsheng lowered his eyebrows and said hoarsely: "He's very weak and weak, and he can't be called powerful." ”

In a trance, Gu Hengsheng saw the picture of the elders of the sect fighting bitterly and bloodily.

In the face of that one, he couldn't do anything, and he was able to survive by relying on the protection of the second senior sister.

"Oh."

Tianci nodded slowly, he felt some changes in Gu Hengsheng's mood, and didn't say anything more.

The conversation between Gu Hengsheng and Tianci did not reach the ears of the third person.

Otherwise, it is estimated that Gu Hengsheng and Tianci will be abused by countless people.

"This brother, how did you come to the Immortal Mountain?"

At this time, a man dressed in black walked up to Gu Hengsheng's side and looked at him with interest.