As Ling Yuan lay down and looked around, the entire Vientiane Pavilion was silent at this time, and only three people stood proudly on this open-air platform!

Wang Tian's eyes were as cold as knives, looking at this Ling Yuan in front of him.

The rest of the people didn't understand this at all. Because in today's great world, there are very few Dream Spirit people who know the Dream Spirit Monument.

Even the specific content of the Dream Spirit Monument was vague, and Ling Tianlang only found some clues from some ancient books.

Even if in Tianfrost City, Beiwu Han knew about this fragment, but he didn't know what this fragment was for, and even the history of the Celestial Calendar was completely unknown.

However, this Ling Yuan was still a person with some qualifications, and it was impossible not to know the reason for this fragment.

Ling Yuan was lying on the ground like an eight-clawed octopus, and when Wang Tian's majesty was released, he sensed that something was wrong in his heart, and when he heard the words of this purple night, his face immediately changed greatly!

"You, who are you?"

Ling Yuan's face was as red as a bull, and he looked at Wang Tian.

The Dream Spirit Monument is the Divine Monument of the Town Realm, which was once said by the Spirit King of the Five Clans! But after the Great Tribulation, the Dream Spirit Divine Monument was shattered into countless fragments, and these fragments often had the ability to reach the heavens and reverse the heavens!

The Spirit King of the Five Clans flattered the mission, and in the Ninth Age, after the pacification, he was crazy and ordinary Dream Spirit Monument fragments, but unfortunately after the war, he was injured and fell into a deep sleep.

But they, the younger generations, inadvertently discovered the power of these fragments!

There are even many clansmen, because of this fragment, they turn against each other and fight in secret, and there are countless of them.

How could he be the owner of this shard?

Ling Yuan's expression was hideous, his eyes were full of a bit of madness, as if he wanted to struggle, but he tried hard, but he still couldn't move a finger!

The air fell silent, and Wang Tian did not answer Ling Yuan's words.

When everyone saw this scene, it was as if the world view had collapsed, like a statue of a thousand years old, and it was completely unclear whether this was reality or a dream!

That's a thousand-year-old ancient saint!

Ten thousand years ago, Nanling ancestor-level figures followed the Spirit Kings of the Five Clans and fought against the terrifying existence of hundreds of millions of source souls!

Even if he wakes up inexplicably now, his strength may not be one in ten, but it is definitely not a strange Purple Nightmare Clansman who can deal with it!

Previously, the Yuanling Ancient Sage broke Jiang Tianluo's two earth-shattering swords with a wave of his sleeves, and it was as easy as eating and drinking, and he could already see a bit of sharpness.

Showing his true body, his momentum is arrogant, and everyone is even more impressed!

But now, he was so late that Zi Ye that even Jiang Tianluo didn't want to face it before that he stomped his feet, and he was so frightened that he fell down directly?

The powerful coercion is a hundred times better than this ancient saint of ten thousand years!

"Who is this Purple Night?"

Jiang Tianluo was shocked!

The Yuanling Ancient Saint is absolutely true, you can feel it just by the momentum, that vicissitudes of life and reckless momentum, as well as strength, can definitely be comparable to the master!

How could he be frightened like this by which Purple Night?

"Isn't this purple night also a thousand-year-old ancient saint?"

Jiang Tianluo's heart jumped violently, and he immediately denied, "Impossible, the Purple Nightmare Clan is called the weakest Dream Spirit Clan, just because there is no Ten Thousand Years Ancient Saint in its clan!"

"So... Could it be that his strength... The Yuanling Ancient Saint who has already surpassed this time?"

Jiang Tianluo swallowed his saliva, and his state of mind, which could still maintain his composure, burst into pieces!

If this purple night really appeared just now, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as simple as lying on my stomach at this time!

Compared with Jiang Tianluo, the rest of the people in Nanling were even more complicated in their hearts, and their cheeks were so complicated that they were almost distorted, looking at Zi Ye with all kinds of frightened eyes.

Wang Tian walked up to Ling Yuan step by step, stepped on his back, and said lightly:

"You are delusional in coveting this divine object, do you think you are qualified and capable to carry the weight of this divine object?"

Flutter...

Ling Yuan felt as if he had been intercepted by a handful of eight, his chest was stuffy, and a mouthful of blood suddenly came out.

The hearts of the people in Nanling also seemed to be stabbed with a sword, and they were frightened and their thoughts were stagnant!

This is the ancient saint of their Nanling!

At this time, you are trampled under your feet like this?

Na Nan Thunder's eyes were already white with fright, and his whole face was filled with a dead color.

originally thought that the Yuanling Ancient Sage would be able to teach a lesson and crush this one, so he threw all kinds of blame...... However, the heavens seemed to be playing his biggest joke.

Not to mention crushing, people didn't even move their hands, and the Yuanling Ancient Saint had already fallen down...

"Is he human?"

Bei Wu Han's voice was low and trembling, "How could there be such a terrifying figure in the world?"

This is not just strength, if you talk about strength, it may be that the Yuanling Ancient Saint has just awakened now, and there is not one in ten strengths.

But the other party is an ancient saint thousands of years ago! With this name and momentum alone, it is enough for any clansman to not even dare to move his hands, so he can only kneel down and kowtow.

Even if it was a Five Tribulation Grandmaster, it was difficult to say that he would win, not to mention, this mysterious Purple Night, just a might, made the Yuanling Ancient Saint fall down!

Hu Tian Ben Nan Guo Lie was completely speechless.

When they first greeted Jiang Tianluo, they already knew about the Frost Martial Pavilion Ziye, and they were still a little shocked in their hearts, it can be seen that after Jiang Tianluo crossed the Tianshan Mountain with a sword, they only felt that it was nothing to Ziye, and the chance of losing against Jiang Tianluo was very high.

And when the Yuanling Ancient Sage waved his sleeves to defeat Jiang Tianluo, he had even already ignored which Zi Ye ... Not to mention comparing with Gu Sheng, even Jiang Tianluo can't compare, so he naturally ignores it.

Even when the other party appeared, they thought the same as the rest of the clan... Looking for death, this is!

But the Yuanling Ancient Sage, who was able to worship them as ancestors, was trampled under his feet in an instant...

"What kind of monster is there in the Purple Nightmare Clan!"

The two muttered in their hearts.

"He... He... He..."

Lingshui Mu didn't feel a lot of pressure like everyone else, but the scene in front of him also hung a storm of destruction in his eyes.

The three ancient saints of Nanling, but they are in Nanling, and they are regarded as ancestors-like figures, which are more respectable than faith.

It's like, in the five thousand years of China, Confucius, Lao Tzu, and even the first emperor, Taizu and many other predecessors and ancestors.

In her heart, Ziye was originally just a contemporary, very outstanding, enough for people to believe in.

But now, the characters who are regarded as ancestors in her heart can be trampled underfoot...

"Even the Yuanling Ancient Saint can step on it... Zi Ye, is he the hero of ten thousand years, the figure of the ancient sages?"

Yan Luoying shouted frantically in her heart, she looked at the sluggish Lingshui Mu next to her, and she couldn't contain the envious look in her eyes this time.

After the Ninth Age, although the Heaven and Earth Spirits were still abundant, they fell into a peaceful world, the source souls were still intrusive, and the beast spirits were terrifying, but most of them were still headed by the Dream Spirit Clan. But the ancient saints of ten thousand years, the sages of the world, and even the heroes of ten thousand years, rarely appear, or even almost none, even with such qualifications, there are only a handful of people in the five clans!

"What kind of chance did Shui Mu have to meet this kind of character?"

Yan Luoying sighed in her heart.

She sighed, but the owner of the second ladder below had a drastic change in his face.

The most embarrassing thing is naturally Shentu Cambrian... and Bing Liuli and others.

"Sister Liuli, did you make a mistake?"

Yu Xian Xian looked at Bing Liuli with a flushed face, "The Yuanling Ancient Saint, one of the three ancient saints of our Nanling, is not his opponent... In terms of strength alone, he is at least superior to the current Yuanling Ancient Sage, and he is guaranteed to be a Five Tribulation Grandmaster, and... He was not afraid of the power of the Ancient Sage of the Yuan Ling at all! Either he was also an Ancient Sage! Or, he was a peerless Divine Pride who had the qualifications to become the Ancient Sage Lord Sage!"

"But the Purple Nightmare Clan, there is no Ancient Saint, that is to say, he is the latter!

Yu Xianxian looked at the lost soul, her face was as white as a dead man's ice glass, and she was secretly glad in her heart, fortunately, I was not in the Frost Martial Pavilion that day, and I didn't have such a big grudge.

So, she's more curious now...

Bing Liuli doesn't know, there are only these two possibilities... The power of the Ten Thousand Years Ancient Saint, even the Five Tribulation Grandmasters can't resist it.

In terms of strength alone, the current Ling Yuan is several points stronger than Jiang Tianluo, but he will never surpass the Five Tribulations Grandmaster.

Otherwise, with Jiang Tianluo's strength, he would not be able to lie down.

Might is not strength, but a kind of precipitation, just like the coercion of the superior to the subordinate, a slap of the eye can make you lose most of your combat effectiveness.

"It seems that he didn't face Jiang Tianluo before, not because he was afraid of the other party, but... I don't care at all... How could a character who even the Yuan Ling Ancient Saint could despise care about Jiang Tianluo?"

Bing Liuli felt bitter in her heart, and looked back at several colleagues, especially Shentu Camwu, who was so frightened that she didn't look like a man.

The rest of them are okay, and they don't have much grudges.

Among the people in Nanling with complicated expressions, only many people in Snow Muling City were the most excited!

"Oh my God, Big Brother Night is so powerful, even our ancestors... can be subdued..."

Lingshui Mu's eyes turned into little stars, for this big brother of the purple night, she was the first to come into contact, but she didn't expect that the other party would come to this point!

Xue Muhong's sons and brothers in Xue Muling City are even more mixed...... After all, he offended the other party at the beginning.

"No wonder, he even dared to do it as an apprentice of the Qinghe Divine Sect... With his strength and qualifications, in just over a month, I am afraid that he is no less than the current Qinghe Divine Sect. ”

Xue Muhong muttered in a low voice, only regretting in his heart that he had missed the opportunity and wasted so many opportunities to get acquainted, but unfortunately he didn't want to think about it now.

If others don't deal with themselves, it's all right.

"The man who was outside the city and didn't kneel down to the grandmaster... It's terrifying, it's only been a long time, and at that time, he was just a legendary grandmaster... I'm afraid that once the day passes, it will be as simple as the Legendary Grandmaster. ”

Mu Qingyu thought back to the few faces in Snow Pastoral Spirit City, how could he have thought that the legendary grandmaster was not the end of the other party... But that's just the starting point.

Among the people present, their thoughts were chaotic, but there were only two people, but their eyes were still alternating with very different eyes.

At this time, the snow was falling, and the drifting snowflakes began to fall several times, dyeing the entire sky into a vastness!

A voice with madness in the excitement sounded:

"Hahaha, interesting, interesting, this time I made a lot of money! Not only can I destroy your Nanling in one fell swoop, but I can also eliminate a person who has an ancient sage or even a hero!"

Today, I'm asking for a leave, and I'll change three thousand words first... Tomorrow

(End of chapter)