This voice was flat, but with a rich vicissitudes of life, and with a strange power that hit the heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And hearing this plain, vicissitudes of life with a strange power voice, the man kneeling down from the Wanjianmen suddenly became excited, and became excited: "Ancestor, more than 1,200 years have passed! Hongxin, the ninety-eighth generation disciple of Wanjianmen, welcomes the return of the ancestor!"

"More than 1,200 years?...... It's been so long? I'm not dead...... Hongxin, who is in charge of Wanjianmen now?"

The plain but strange voice with vicissitudes and strange power sounded again, and this time everyone in this underground space could hear it clearly, it was from the pyramid-like Dao Palace Divine Soldier who knelt down in front of the Man of the Ten Thousand Sword Gate.

"Hui Ancestor, it is your disciple grandson, and the only disciple of your second disciple is in charge! The Holy Lord of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is now more than four hundred years old, and his cultivation is strong, and he is not under the Holy Masters of the past dynasties!"

The man who knelt down in Wanjianmen's name was Hongxin, and he lowered his head respectfully and replied.

"My disciples and grandchildren have all become the Holy Lord of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, and it has been many years of vicissitudes......"

Buzz!

The pyramid-like Dao Palace Divine Soldier trembled violently, and then suddenly shrank out of thin air, falling into the hands of a figure that suddenly appeared on the ground after the pyramid-like Dao Palace Divine Soldier shrunk.

This is a figure like a god, Xia Feng looked at it, and what he saw seemed to be not a figure, but the vast starry sky before, just by looking at it, Xia Feng felt that his breathing was stagnant.

Frightened, Xia Feng hurriedly looked away, and then Xia Feng found that his eyes were tingling, and two lines of black blood were silently flowing from the corners of his eyes.

"Ah...... My eyes!"

"My eyes...... Ah, it hurts......"

"Don't look, this person is too powerful, if you look at it twice, you will be blind!!"

In the ranks of the Thousand Sword Sect and the Xuanyuan Sect, there were bursts of screams, obviously someone had been looking at this god-like figure for too long and his eyes were traumatized.

"It has been banned and suppressed for more than a thousand years, but it has been a blessing in disguise......"

The figure was revealed, this was a majestic man, his whole body was glowing, people couldn't see his specific appearance clearly, and he could only vaguely see that this was a majestic middle-aged man.

"Congratulations to the Patriarch for taking another step forward in his cultivation!"

Hongxin, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, got up from the ground and respectfully saluted the great man.

"I'll reward you with this Dao Palace Divine Soldier, if it weren't for you, I guess I would have to continue to sleep, I don't know how many years, or I would die directly in the Sleeping Dao!"

With a wave of the mighty man's hand, the pyramid-like Dao Palace Divine Soldier, the Youyue Throne flew into the hands of Hongxin, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, making Hongxin, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, stammer.

"Multi-...... Thank you, thank you, Patriarch!"

A top-level Dao Palace Divine Soldier is much stronger than the Guiru Mirror and is used in formations, banning his own Gong Shen Creation Ancestor for more than a thousand years, and invisibly has brought the breath of his own Gong Shen Creation Ancestor, and has fused a high-level spiritual vein, its power and potential must be extraordinary.

"Hmm, you have the aura of my Ten Thousand Swords Sect's swordsmanship, but they are uneven, how can I have a disciple like you in My Ten Thousand Swords Sect??"

Suddenly, this majestic middle-aged man looked at the people of the Thousand Sword Sect, and his tone was cold.

"Patriarch, this is the most remote Youyue Mountain Range in Nanzhan, these people are the sect founded by a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in front of them, the natural inheritance is uneven, this time they can flow out of the ancestor, their credit is not small. ”

Hongxin put away the Youyue Throne, and then hurriedly said to his ancestor.

"I see, but there is a good seedling in it that can be brought back to the Holy Land and cultivated. ”

In the hazy and glowing face of the majestic middle-aged man, two divine rays burst out, and he looked at the young master of the Thousand Swords Sect among the people of the Thousand Swords Sect, and nodded at the young master of the Thousand Swords Sect.

"Hongxin, I will take him back to the Holy Land with me, and when I return to the Holy Land, you take a batch of cultivation resources from the Yuanhai and Dao Palace realms and give them them, which will be counted as a reward, as for your ......"

The majestic middle-aged man looked at the people of the Xuanyuan Sect, first stayed on the Xuanyuan Sect Sect Sect not far from him for a while, his face showed a trace of surprise, and then shook his head at the Xuanyuan Sect Sect: "Your road is not passable, if you want to continue walking, this unknown road can only be opened by you alone! ”

"Thank you for your advice. ”

Hearing the words of this majestic middle-aged man, Xuanyuan Sect's plain face changed slightly, revealing a wry smile, and then bowed to this majestic middle-aged man.

"As for you...... In addition to a few rotten woods, there are several talented and beautiful jade...... Interesting, sword spirits?"

The middle-aged man of the great shore looked away from the Xuanyuan Sect Sect and looked at the sword spirit body Yue Qiushui: "With your talents, you should enter my Supreme Sword Dao Holy Land Ten Thousand Swords Gate! ”

"And you, you have already condensed your own sword intent, if you go further, you can reach the realm of no sword is better than a sword. ”

The majestic middle-aged man said, his eyes stayed on Yue Qiushui and Jian Zun Sword Nameless, and at the same time raised his glowing palm, pinched it gently, and a three-foot long sword phantom appeared, and then gently slashed in mid-air.

Snort!

The air was cut open, and the void behind the air was also cut open, revealing a void like a black hole, and the unparalleled power of the void devouring came one after another.

"It's ...... What a sword!"

Yue Qiushui and Jian Zun Jian had a shocked look on their faces.

You can break through the void with a single sword!

"You two go, Xuanyuan Sect is still too young after all! Even if this Holy Land Patriarch doesn't take you away, maybe you will have to leave by yourself in a few years. As for my nine-leaf sword grass...... It will take years to mature, and when it matures, whichever of you is stronger will be theirs. ”

The Xuanyuan Sect Leader suddenly spoke, and said to Yue Qiushui and Jian Zun Sword Nameless.

"Coach ......"

Yue Qiushui and Jian Zun Jian Wuming hesitated slightly, after all, the Xuanyuan Sect and they have stayed in the sect since they were children, and they have grown up and are not shallow now.

"Needless to say, this Holy Land Patriarch is more suitable for you. ”

Xuanyuan Sect Leader shook his head and said to the middle-aged man who was mighty: "Senior, please take these two good seedlings away, I can't bear to use their talents to be buried in a remote realm like the Youyue Mountain Range, in this kind of cage-like place, they are bound until they die of old age." ”

The majestic man nodded, rolled his big hand, and directly rolled Yue Qiushui and Jianzun Sword Nameless to the side of Hongxin, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Then this great Holy Land Ten Thousand Swords Sect Patriarch actually took a light step, crossed the space when his head, and came directly to Xia Feng, his energy face, with an inexplicable expression, looked at Xia Feng, his hands suddenly grabbed Xia Feng's left and right shoulders, his tone was slightly excited and excited, and he asked Xia Feng with confusion.

"Xia Huang...... Is it your father?!"