When the Yuanling Ancient Sage, these four words sounded in everyone's ears, countless people had the illusion of returning to 10,000 years ago.

The top figures of the Ninth Age of the Great Disaster Era, when they were barren, opened up the power of the heavens that belonged to the Nanling region.

After the Great Tribulation, in the previous era, almost all of the Dream Spirit Clan were in a kind of barren era.

Countless source souls have invaded almost the entire dream spirit realm.

Fortunately, there are five Dream Spirit Clans, and the God Lords of the Dream Spirit Clan throughout ancient and modern times are also known as the Five Spirit Lords!

The supreme five existences of the Dream Spirit Clan, it is rumored that the Dream Spirit Clan existed at the beginning of its birth!

The five spirit masters, in the first nine epochs, struggled to support, and finally in the ninth era, they barely destroyed most of the source souls.

After that, the five spirit lords fell into a long sleep...

And in the Ninth Age Era, the Ancient Sages of the Spirit Race who followed the Five Great Spirit Masters and fought for the rise of the Dream Spirit Clan with an army of hundreds of millions of Source Souls were born!

There are quite a few of all ethnic groups.

The Nanling region also has three sages and ancient saints, and it was they who opened up Nanling, a region with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.

And among them, the name of the ancient saint of Yuanling is even more widely spread!

Because, this is one of the few ancient sages in the Black Nightmare Clan who has been canonized by the Black Nightmare Spirit Lord!

He is also the strongest of the three!

Therefore, the Nanling Grand Meeting, after each session of Tianshuang Wu, will pay tribute to the ancestors.

Just when everyone was in a dream, Wang Tian took Si Tian by the hand and walked up slowly.

However, it was as if they had not heard the words.

Qi Qi looked at the three sculptures.

Beiwu Han and a few people stared at it with bright eyes, and they didn't move!

Yuan Ling Gu Sheng, if what this Ling Yuan said is true...

A few people swallowed!

"Didn't the Yuanling Ancient Saint go back 10,000 years ago... Just, will you die in the deep sea?"

Beiwu Han muttered, "How can it be still alive?"

But the other party's miraculous methods are not like what normal young people can achieve.

"Who said I was dead?"

Ling Yuan squinted his eyes and looked at Zi Ye, who was not in a hurry or slow, and walked from a distance.

After speaking, Ling Yuan frowned and said lightly: "Okay, let me show you my true body for the time being!"

He raised his hand and brushed his sleeves, closed his eyes and opened them suddenly, and the bright light began to flow around him.

The light is as if it hides the ups and downs of eternity, and the thick and broad atmosphere makes everyone seem to return to the era of 10,000 years ago, when all the saints fought for the soul of hundreds of millions of people!

Ling Yuan, who was wrapped in light, began to bloom with a dazzling light all over his body, although his clothes were still tattered, but the whole person exuded a majestic and peerless edge!

"Really, really Yuanling Ancient Sage!"

Bei Wu Han muttered, Ling Yuan at this time was almost exactly the same as the sculpture giant who was looking at the sky!

No one would have thought before that it would be the same person, because the temperament is too far apart!

Hu Tianben Nan Guo Lie and the others were even more frightened and their legs were trembling, and finally they knelt on the ground with a bang.

The other two, Yuan Wei and Yuan Ru, have been watching like spectators, but at this time, there is also a strange light in their eyes!

Knock knock!

Suddenly, the countless clansmen on the four steps below knelt down tremblingly!

Almost no one saw Wang Tian's figure, and even ignored it!

At this point, it can be almost unimaginable for them!

Such a sage is still alive! Even if the patriarch of the current Dire Clan Royal City sees it, I am afraid that he will have to treat it respectfully!

"It turned out to be a 10,000-year-old sage!"

The corners of Jiang Tianluo's mouth twitched slightly, and the frustration in his heart disappeared immediately, and there was only a little admiration in his heart.

"Shizun once said that the three sages of Nanling are all peerless figures who have not been born for thousands of years... If it hadn't fallen in the Yuanhai Sea too early, I'm afraid that the most powerful person at this time would not be the Golden Nightmare Clan, but the Black Nightmare Clan! I didn't expect to be alive. ”

Jiang Tianluo secretly said in his heart, he had read the history of the Dream Spirit Clan, so he naturally knew this history.

After speaking, he knelt on one knee, this kind of character is still worthy of him kneeling and kowtowing, after all, he himself is also a member of the Black Nightmare Clan.

"This Purple Night..."

Jiang Tianluo looked at the man who walked up from the balcony slightly, shook his head and said in a low voice: "Even I am afraid, come here at this time, if you know each other, obediently hand over the so-called prize, right?"

The second step.

"Yuanling Ancient Sage!"

Yu Xianxian knelt on the ground, poked the ice glass next to him, and said excitedly: "I'll just say who can defeat Jiang Tianluo, this kind of ancestor-level character, I didn't expect it to survive... Nanshuang Wu: I remember, but it's the apprentice of the Yuanling Ancient Sage! It's okay now, Nanling Changwei, then again, which purple night... I'm afraid I'll have to be..."

After speaking, Yu Xianxian glanced back, and saw a handsome figure like a god, slowly walking from the platform.

It's just that she was looking forward to it in her heart, but at this time she felt bored.

Even Jiang Tianluo was afraid, at this time, Yuanling Gusheng was present, it was estimated that he could only hand over the prize, kneel down and admit his mistake, how could there be any power at all?

"It's your own rule. ”

Bing Liuli said lightly, "The purple night is too popular, it will fall, this is the theorem! Not to mention that it also involves a character like the Yuanling Ancient Sage!"

Next to them, many of the Second Tribulation Grandmasters who were frightened by Ziye one by one in the Frost Martial Pavilion at the beginning all had complicated faces, and they were quite sadistic looking at the figure behind them.

"I took the items of the Yuanling Ancient Sage, this is not an ordinary person!"

Shentu Cambrian almost wanted to laugh like crazy!

His son died because of that purple night, and he naturally wanted to see the other party miserable!

Originally, I hoped that Jiang Tianluo would kill Ziye's prestige, but I didn't expect the other party to know that he couldn't beat it, so he didn't show up at all.

But he didn't expect Jiang Tianluo to be defeated, but an even more terrifying Yuanling Ancient Saint came!

It's still this character who is offended by Ziye!

How could he not be ecstatic and crazy?

The people of the Third Ladder Snow Shepherd Spirit City have complicated expressions that are indescribable!

Lingshui Mu, who was following Yuan Ling, was even more dizzy at this time, and his face was extremely pale... Especially when I saw Wang Tian appear at this time, I felt suffocated in my heart... Finished!

'Why did he come at this time!' Ling Shui Mu almost wanted to run out at this time, telling Zi Ye to leave quickly

Yan Luoying's whispered sentence next to her made her feel even colder:

"Didn't he come here at this time to kill himself? with the majesty of the Yuanling Ancient Sage, it would not let people defile the noble things that belonged to him..."

However, at this time, Nan Zhulei said a word that instantly extinguished the only hope left by Lingshui Mu:

"The Ancient Sage is above, I had already planned to take back that prize, and that was that Purple Night, who broke into the Frost Martial Academy Palace and flouted the rules of the Academy. Named by name, I can't insist on that fragment, I can only give him that fragment!"

When everyone heard this, their color immediately changed slightly, and they secretly said that this southern sacrifice thunder is really insidious and resentful!

"So, he threatened you to hand over the pieces?"

Yuan Ling indifferently looked at the purple-clothed man who was staring at him in the distance.

"That's right, otherwise I will never let the Beiwu Han City Lord hand it over!"

Nan Zhu Lei said righteously.

The humiliation in the Frost Martial Pavilion was really vivid! He just took this opportunity to find the field and let the Yuanling Ancient Saint take action to teach this purple night a lesson!

However, Bei Wuhan and the others were silent, but at this time, acquiescence was just an attitude, and there was no need to say more to the south.

Obviously, they thought that a character like the Yuanling Ancient Sage, not to mention the Purple Night, even if it was ten Purple Nights, it would be impossible to compare!

This is a sage of ten thousand years!

"You are a person from Nanling, why don't you kneel when you see me?"

Yuan Ling took a step forward slightly, and suddenly Tianxuan turned around, and a coercion that seemed to be left over from all over the world was covered with a bang!

Suddenly, all the people in the entire Vientiane Pavilion froze on the spot!

It was the spiritual water Mu behind him, and Yan Luoying could only kneel!

"Kneel you?"

Wang Tian touched Si Tian's restless little hand, suddenly looked at Xue Qinghong behind him, and said lightly: "Qinghong, what do you think?"

Xue Qinghong didn't seem to be able to bear this pressure, so he suddenly placed the sword coffin on the ground, and held it strongly, but he didn't kneel!

However, his legs trembled and he did not kneel.

"Yes, you have some qualifications, and by following me, I may be able to take you to the next level. ”

Ling Yuan looked at Xue Qinghong with appreciation, "With your qualifications, you can become a sword sage for a hundred years at most!"

Above the grandmaster, it is rumored to be the Holy Realm, known as the Holy Realm Sage, also known as the Sage, and above it, there is the Ancient Sage of Ten Thousand Years.

It is also called the Ancient Holy Realm, and it has a title.

When everyone heard this, they immediately trembled again.

Today's holy realm is almost a legend, not to mention that there has been no news of the holy realm for a hundred years or a thousand years.

The opening of the Yuanling Ancient Sage is a hundred-year-old kendo sage, if it is someone else, even if he is willing to do miscellaneous things, he is willing to do it!

Dao Dao's envious gaze looked at Xue Qinghong.

However, Xue Qinghong nodded calmly and said in a hoarse voice:

"No need, the master said, any realm is vain, I don't need to become a kendo sage, I just need to keep getting stronger!"

Refused!

Ling Yuan shook his head, but he was not angry, he didn't want to forget it.

"Hand over the pieces, that's what you can have. Whether you threaten or force it, kneel down and admit your mistake, I may spare your life!"

Ling Yuan looked at Wang Tian lightly.

"Hand it over?"

Wang Tian smiled playfully, and his palm turned slightly, "Didn't your predecessors tell you, who is the owner of this thing? Why are you also a character from 10,000 years ago, and you won't forget your roots, right?"

"That fragment is my possession, naturally it is my belongings, senior?Purple Nightmare boy, do you know now, what kind of being you are talking to? My senior, how can you talk about it casually?"

Ling Yuan's cold eyes flowed with cold light, and in the midst of the coercion, with a strong and domineering murderous aura, he forced everyone directly to the ground.

The majesty is like a long blade of judgment, shuttling through the void, condensing above Wang Tian's head, and the next moment it will be cut off.

Jiang Tianluo could only kneel, and said in horror in his heart, the recovery of the Yuanling Ancient Saint, his strength and physical body must be damaged, otherwise he would not be hidden, his strength at this time must be almost the same as that of his master!

However, the experience possessed by the Yuanling Ancient Saint was enough for him to be able to easily surpass his master in a short period of time, which was unfathomable!

Invincible, invincible!

"What kind of existence?"

Wang Tian's expression was indifferent, and his cold face was like ice that had not melted for hundreds of millions of years.

After saying that, Wang Tian stomped his feet lightly, and an invisible momentum that shook the heavens and the earth, as if ordered by the king of heaven and earth, shattered all the rules and forcibly pressed the rest, and the faces of the masters present changed drastically, and they spat blood from their mouths.

The majestic long blade above his head was shattered in an instant, and in the distance, the invincible Ling Yuan Ancient Sage, his expression changed greatly, and his body seemed to be pressed down by hundreds of millions of mountains, and with a bang, he instantly lay on the ground...

A faint voice only came into Ling Yuan's ears:

"The Dream Spirit Divine Monument is an artifact of the Town Realm, the heaven and earth spirit objects that your Dream Spirit Clan should enshrine, you are just a descendant of the Black Nightmare Spirit King, and you dare to be its master?

This chapter is more than 3,000 words...

Because the 27th is going to be recommended to explode more, so for the time being, the first three changes...

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