When—

The ancient bell rang faintly, and every time Lin Chen stepped on a bluestone step, he saw all kinds of pictures. From the age of the saints in the Middle Ages, to the age of the emperors in the ancient era, there is also the age of mythology.

In the prehistoric era before the Age of Mythology, he read picture after picture.

This road, full of vicissitudes of life, was not created by the Holy Master Emperor at all. The Holy Master may have only stayed here for a while.

He came to the end of the ancient road, where there was an old palace. There was a bell in the palace, with the brilliance of the years, like a god overlooking the red dust for eternity, transcendent.

In a trance, Lin Chen saw the saints fighting for hegemony again, and saw the emperors sweeping the starry sky invincible, attacking the Nine Heavenly Gods and the Nine Nether Emperors.

There are even more ancient mythological times, where powerful beings shake the ages and shine in the heavens. The creatures in the upper and lower reaches of the long river of time were shocked, trembled, and did not dare to look at the edge.

He also saw sentient beings pursuing immortality and embarking on the path of cultivation, only to end up in desolation.

Since ancient times, there has been no conclusion on whether immortals exist or not. People followed one after another, pursuing immortality and looking for immortal roads, and one by one people fell on the road to becoming immortals, ending sadly.

"Immortals—"

Lin Chen was terrified, and saw that in the palace, a bronze ancient bell was hanging, and there was a word 'immortal' written in blood on it.

"Ask the fairy road—"

He looked at the stone tablet at the entrance of the palace, which had swords, guns, and sword marks, full of the breath of time. There are three large characters on it, which are already very vague, ancient and vicissitudes, with a sad meaning.

Although the text was ancient, he could not recognize it.

But I sensed the rhyme and knew its meaning. This path is called the Asking Immortals Road, and it is a path for monks to ask immortals. The endless abyss under the road to ask immortals, countless creatures have fallen, and they are all creatures that have fallen on the road to ask immortals.

"This is—the seedling of the Flying Immortal Tree—"

Lin Chen showed a look of shock and stared at a seedling next to the stone stele.

Next to the seedlings, there is an old tree that has dried up, vigorous and powerful, with fairy light, it is an old flying fairy tree. In other words, the Flying Immortal Tree has attained nirvana.

Although this place is dilapidated, it is very extraordinary, and Lin Chen originally wanted to take away the Flying Immortal Tree. But they couldn't find a place to plant it, so they gave up their plans. However, next to the seedlings of the Flying Immortal Tree, there is also a stone carving.

On the stone carving, a sword move is depicted.

"Chok—"

At this moment, Lin Chen saw a sword light that seemed to come from before eternity, slashing through the eons, shattering time, space and reincarnation, and cutting everything away. Even, he was chopped to ashes.

"It's horrible—"

The next moment, he came back to his senses, and it turned out to be just traces of a sword move on the stone carving.

"This style of sword move is terrible, is this passed on to me? If you learn this style of sword move, it will definitely be of great use in the future. However, according to its sword intent and artistic conception, the consumption was too great, and even the Holy Lord could only use one move. Lin Chen whispered, didn't stop too much, and walked down this mysterious mountain along the ancient road on the other side.

"I didn't expect that three months have passed, and I have unknowingly cultivated to the fourth level of psychic - well? There are battle fluctuations-"

Lin Chen sensed the battle fluctuations and immediately flew in that direction.

"Boom, boom—"

In a valley, Xuanyuan Hongxue and a few people faced the team led by Tianshan and Tianyun, and the ancient center was full of brilliance, exuding an attractive fragrance. A spring of water trickles and glows.

Fountain of Creation!

This is a rare creation in the world, and compared with the treasures of heaven and earth with the nine innate attributes, it is not far behind.

What's more, the spring water of the Creation Spring can change its life against the sky, even if it is a mortal body, if it is baptized by the Creation Spring, it will become a peerless genius. If you are a peerless genius yourself, it is even more incredible.

Legend has it that some Tianjiao in ancient times and mythological times were cultivated by great forces, and even directly nourished their physical bodies with a fountain of creation.

The cultivated Tianjiao, that is a figure who suppressed an era.

"Tianshan, Tianyun, you are too shameless. We all said to divide half of you, and you still want it all?" Xuanyuan Hongxue shouted angrily, facing off with Tianshan and the others.

Tianshan sneered: "The Creation Spring belongs to us, and the sword attendant of the Lord has arrived, if you know each other, you should hurry up." Otherwise, it's better to stay all here-"

Tianshan Tianyun surrounded the valley with thousands of people, and there were also nine swordsmen of the Heavenly Monarch surrounding Xuanyuan Hongxue and others.

"The deity has never seen such a brazen person, and the Fountain of Creation was discovered by us first, and I have left half of it for you, and we have done our best. It's a dream for you to want to take it all. The rogue rabbit waved his claws and made a series of formations, confronting the two swordsmen.

But the swordsman was too strong, and the rogue rabbit was beaten and retreated.

"What are you doing with so much nonsense, except for Xuanyuan Hongxue, everyone else has been killed-" A sword attendant said indifferently, his name was Heavenly Sword, and he was the captain of one of the Heavenly Monarch's sword guards.

"What a majesty—"

At that moment, leaves cut through the sky.

Each leaf collapsed like a sharp sword, exuding sword aura. Lin Chen stepped into the air, using the magic technique, the leaves were sharper than the battle sword, piercing through the monks of the Heavenly Monarch Hall and the Heavenly Clan.

The Imperial Divine Technique is the best at group attacks, and by the time the sword momentum and the Tianshan Mountains reacted, the Heavenly Clan and the Heavenly Monarch Hall monks had already fallen hundreds of people.

"Are you Lin Chen, roll over here, kneel down and plead guilty-"

Heavenly Sword's expression was cold, staring at Lin Chen, with a look of arrogance.

In the past year or so, the name of Lin Chen has shaken the world. At the end of the year, he also defeated Tianyun and Tianshan head-on, but Tianjian is the captain of this sword guard, and his strength is still above Tianshan, his eyes are above the top, and he looks down on Lin Chen at all.