In the first few thousand years of Antu's life, there was nothing to be praised. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is the normal path to the rise of a genius. When he was young, he was known as a peerless Tianjiao, and later, under a series of opportunities, he became an ancestor-level master.

However, after becoming an ancestor, he is not so outstanding. After all, those who can become ancestors are all geniuses, and even many geniuses, and their talents and opportunities are still above them.

According to common sense, An Tu should have continued his cultivation in the Floating Life Sword Gate, and if it was an organic fate, he would be able to break through to a higher level. If not, then the dust will return to the dust, and after a few years, it will fall into silence and sit away.

However, the fate of the other party changed eighty years ago. The ancestors of the major sects formed the Keqing Palace, and each sect sent several ancestor-level powerhouses to the Extreme Martial Arts Sect and the Taiqing Sect.

"The demi-immortals of the Extreme Martial Dao Sect and the Taiqing Sect have actually fallen?" The light in the phantom demon's eyes flowed, which was good news. The fall of two and a half immortals can greatly reduce the pressure on the gods and demons.

The illusion demon continued to explore, and the people of the Keqing Palace, after entering these two sects, came to occupy the magpie's nest, and actually snatched the resources in the original sect.

"Haha, humans just love civil strife. The phantom watched with relish, the more fierce the human infighting, the happier he became, and he was a little eager to see what was going on behind the scenes.

Eighty years is not too short, but for mortals, it is a lifetime. But when the illusion reads the memory, these times are just a blink of an eye.

"It's gone...... It's gone!" The phantom searched for An Tu's memories, but just a few days before he saw the memories, everything suddenly stopped, as if a complete book was missing a few pages.

"How is it possible, how can a person's memories suddenly be missing?" the illusion felt a little strange, anything that a creature had experienced would be stored by the brain, even if the memory was sealed, it was impossible to suddenly disappear. His illusion clan is the best at illusion, and if this person's memory is sealed, he will definitely be able to see the clue.

"I don't believe it, your memories will disappear out of thin air. "As a high-ranking god and demon, the illusion demon also has his own pride, and he does not allow things that are not under his control in the field he is familiar with.

In the eyes of the phantom, purple brilliance burst out, and in the depths of its pupils, two deep vortices appeared. And at the moment when the whirlpool appeared, a layer of fog also appeared in An Tu's mind.

"I mean, it seems that something special happened in those days, and there is a great power to cover his memory?" the phantom nodded, he wanted to see what was going on.

The whirlpool twists endlessly, the fog is constantly decreasing, and the layers of illusory pictures gradually become clearer, as long as they can be connected into a string, a complete memory can be formed.

The illusion's eyes widened, the whirlpool twisted even more, and in the picture, he seemed to see a figure in a purple robe, the other party's figure was not majestic, but it was full of mystery.

"Who the hell is it?" a feeling rose in his heart that this person must be so important that he couldn't even hold his memory.

"A thousand autumn into a dream, open. In the eyes of the phantom, the light was great, and he was already full of strength. As the fog receded, he could see the scene around him clearly, but the figure was still illusory. It's like a person whose eyes are short-sighted, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't see the scene in front of him.

"I don't believe it, you can still escape my eyes!" The illusion was repeatedly blocked, and the ferocity in his heart was also stimulated, and he had to see this person.

"Dreams are upside down. The phantom let out a loud shout, not only the brilliance in his eyes was even richer, but even around his eye sockets, layers of black veins appeared. And An Tu's body trembled violently, as if he couldn't withstand such a powerful force.

Finally, with his efforts, the figure had solidified, and now it could be seen that it should be the back of a young man, and his waist was very straight.

The illusion continued to push the memory, trying to turn the person's body around and see what the person really looked like.

The surrounding scenery kept changing, and it was obvious that the memories continued to flip down, but, very strangely, this figure had been facing away from the illusion, and no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't see the other party's appearance.

"I ......" The phantom demon was going crazy, he had worked so hard, and he only got such a result, and when he was about to continue his efforts, the figure suddenly turned around, and not only that, but also spoke.

"Are you looking for me? what's the matter?" the man turned, about twenty years old, with a delicate face, and although it looked a little cold, it didn't give people an extremely powerful feeling.

However, at this moment, the phantom only felt that his scalp exploded, and the whole person was cold. The first time he encountered such a situation, it was obviously just a memory, why did he have his own spiritual intelligence? Could it be that this person lives in the memory of others?

"You...... Who are you?" the phantom demon was already in a state of confusion at this time, and an incomparable vigilance rose in his heart. He was sure that this person was absolutely terrifying, and even the demi-immortal masters among the gods and demons had never given him such oppression.

"Aren't you looking for me, don't you even know my name?" said the young man's voice, very soft, even mixed with a hint of banter.

The Phantom didn't know how to answer at this time, if he was given another chance, he would never do it again. A person who can survive in the memories of others, how terrifying this strength will be.

"Since you don't know, then I'll tell you, my name is Cheng Daonan. The young man took a step forward, his body couldn't help but solidify, and a person who was still in An Tu's memory appeared in front of the illusion in the next moment.

"Cheng Dao Nan, the leader of the Extreme Martial Dao Sect?" For Cheng Dao Nan, the phantom still knew, and when they inquired about the news of the Extreme Martial Dao Sect, they didn't waste time on this leader.

However, a hundred years ago, wasn't Cheng Dao Nan a genius in the Soul Realm? It was only a hundred years, how could it be possible to have such a powerful strength.

"You dare to touch the people of my Extreme Martial Arts Sect, you are not small. Cheng Daonan flicked his fingers, but he didn't raise his eyelids, as if the martial artist of the Void Realm in front of him was just an ant, and he didn't pay attention to it at all. (To be continued.) )