There was a man on the stone bed!

She didn't see it at all with the naked eye.

At the same time that the divine sense swept over the person, Cheng Zhaozhao felt a powerful force enveloping her whole body, and she couldn't move in an instant.

The silence in the underground palace was terrifying, only the sound of her rapid heartbeat.

In the middle of the sound, when Cheng Zhaozhao thought that there was something terrifying hidden in the underground palace, the person on the stone bed appeared.

It's a slender old man.

His white hair fell down and covered most of his cheeks. The exposed face was old, full of wrinkles and blue-gray spots. A dusty robe hung loosely on his body, as if it were just hanging on a skeleton.

He slowly raised his head, revealing one eye that was cloudy to gray.

He looked over.

At just one glance, Cheng Zhaozhao's heart was like thunder, as if he had been seen through.

Cheng Zhaozhao involuntarily took a step back, but was pleasantly surprised to find that he could move.

"Ahem, since you saw it, it can be regarded as the fate of the deity and the juniors in the door. The old man coughed lightly.

The deity?

Cheng Zhaozhao heard such a claim again, and in a flash of light, she thought of a possibility.

"You are the master of the Heavenly Dust Spirit Monarch?"

She still remembered a short conversation she heard on the Tianyou Lake, and the 'Master' of the Heavenly Dust Spirit Monarch at that time made her unforgettable to this day.

The old man's eyes moved slightly, and his gaze towards Cheng Zhaozhao softened: "How do you know?"

This is the default.

Cheng Zhaozhao set off a storm in his heart, took off the cover of the sky to show his origin, and then respectfully saluted him: "The younger generation is one, and I have seen the Divine Monarch." ”

"Oneness, your master is the Nine Swords Senior Brother?"

"Yes, who are you?" Speaking of which, Cheng Zhaozhao has only seen the deeds of the older generation in these sects in the history of the sect, but he is not right. After all, it stands to reason that they are all cultivators who will no longer be able to appear in the Tianchu Continent.

"In this way, you have to call the deity uncle. The deity is the junior disciple of the Nine Swords Divine Monarch - Yue Li. ”

"Yue Li Shenjun!" Cheng Zhaozhao's eyes widened, this title was a little familiar to her.

Recalling carefully, it seems that when he became the Unity Sword Monarch, he saw it when he looked at the past predecessors of Zhitian Peak.

"Are you one of the Nine Sword Sword Monarchs of my master's era?" asked Cheng Zhaozhao.

Yue Li Shenjun slowly bowed his head: "Yes, thousands of years have passed, and the deity has almost forgotten that he still has such an identity. ”

"Which Sword Lord are you?"

Yue Li raised his eyes, there was no look in his gray eyes, and he said, "The deity remembers that your master was once the Sangtian Sword Monarch. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao was stunned: "Then you are the previous One Sword Monarch?"

"It turned out to be unity, no wonder the deity just heard this title so familiar to you. Yue Li Shenjun smiled, his voice dry and dull, like the whirlwind of the wind from the hollow old tree stump.

Cheng Zhaozhao was confused for a while.

This news is also too shocking.

She was actually able to see that the previous Unity Sword Monarch was still in the underground palace of the sect. The most bizarre thing is that this is still the master of the Heavenly Dust Spirit Monarch, which means that the Heavenly Dust Spirit Monarch is the same generation as their batch of Nine Sword disciples in terms of generation.

A doubt came to his mind, and Cheng Zhaozhao couldn't help asking: "Senior, according to legend, haven't you already soared, why are you still in the sect?"

"Ahem......" Yue Li Shenjun coughed nonstop.

At the same time, a loud noise was heard outside.

Cheng Zhaozhao remembered that now was not the time to reminisce, so she arched her hand: "Yue Li Shenjun, you must also know the situation of Fang Cai." The sect was in danger, and the disciples went out first, and after this matter was over, they would come back to bother. ”

"Go ahead. Yue Li Shenjun waved his hand lightly, and Cheng Zhaozhao's face changed, and the person had already appeared on the edge of the deep pit in the peach blossom forest.

Cheng Zhaozhao glanced deeply down.

The sect was empty, and there were only Tianchen Lingjun and Gu Nanfeng, Qi Chi and Evil Venerable, these four cultivators who were above the gods.

Tianchen Lingjun and Gu Nanfeng were inseparable, and the entire canopy turned red.

And Qi Chi was unable to catch the power of the evil venerable, and he was repeatedly injured by him.

At this time, a sharp shout came from Zhitianfeng: "Evil Venerable, are you really easy to bully when we are the Cangjian Sect?"

The next moment, Cheng Zhaozhao saw the petals flying in the sky on Zhitian Peak swept in the wind.

Two figures appeared in midair.

One is the delicate and incomparable Hua Huang, and the other is the cold and calm Chu Heng.

"Senior sister, second senior brother!" Cheng Zhaozhao said in surprise.

The two of them didn't look back at her, but both rushed forward with their swords in their hands, facing the evil venerable.

Each sword of the Wind Flower Sword Monarch is full of flowers, creating the most powerful killing machine in the most beautiful moment. And the sword momentum of the Snow Moon Sword Monarch is like a storm of snow, and every move is swift and clean.

It was not the first time Cheng Zhaozhao had seen them make a move, but it was the first time she had seen them join forces to fight, and it was powerful, which made her heart surge.

With the flower as the sword and the snow as the blade, it does not lose its elegance and does not fall into the sword.

Cheng Zhaozhao remembered that the cultivation of both of them was in the late Yuan Infant Stage, but at the moment, it seemed that they should have reached the peak, which was a half-step Transformation God Realm.

Cheng Zhaozhao was still amazed, pointing to several streamers flashing on the peak.

After a short time, there were several more Yuanying monks in the sect's territory.

The Winged Sword Monarch, the Double Flying Sword Monarch, the Ruthless Sword Monarch, and the Broken Intent Sword Monarch on the Heavenly Peak all appeared beside the Canghai Sword Monarch.

Looking at Jun Luoran, who was covered in injuries, several sword monarchs performed the most brutal moves without saying a word to deal with those evil demons.

Cheng Zhaozhao retracted her gaze, it was useless for her to keep it here, and she teleported to the territory at the moment.

"Thousand Mang Sword Technique!" A blow struck, and the monsters in front of him exploded and died.

The disciple in the door shouted in surprise: "One Sword Monarch!"

Cheng Zhaozhao bowed his head slightly, and rushed to Biyi and the others: "Third Senior Brother, you are here." ”

Yue Qingyu said with some guilt: "If it weren't for the summons of Senior Sister, we wouldn't have known that the sect was in such a crisis, it really shouldn't be." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao pouted: "Let you slip away on weekdays and never leave a note." I just can't get in touch with you. ”

"We're used to coming and going freely, and besides, when you go out and practice, you never let people know your whereabouts. "Yue Qingyu didn't have a good airway.

"I ......" Cheng Zhaozhao was suffocated, she was afraid that she would be dependent on her brothers and sisters, so that when she was in danger, the first thing she thought of was to ask for help.

But none of that matters now.

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "Senior brothers, I have never fought side by side with you, whoever kills the most demons today will listen to whoever is on Tianfeng in the future."

"Okay!" several senior brothers replied from afar.

Yue Qingyu also nodded, and only after swinging his sword did he react, so handsome that he was not as good as the monk here, his face was full of astonishment: "Why? I am the third senior brother, you have to listen to me!"

But no one paid any more attention to him.