In fact, this cannot be blamed for Hao Yuanzi being too real. After all, he has always regarded the other party as the supreme successor. Luo Yuan even regarded himself as this identity. Now that he was exposed by the ancestor Wan Kun, he couldn't help but feel a burning face hurt.

In other words, he has been respecting for more than ten years, while Luo Yuan has been pretending to behave. Even if the person behind him has extremely strong cultivation, he is far from an opponent. But he is not the Supreme God Transformation after all. No matter how powerful he is, he still belongs to the category of Nascent Soul.

Luo Yuan felt a stern when he heard this, and he saw a hint of displeasure in the eyes of the other three ancestors and Hao Yuanzi. Especially Hao Yuanzi, his face had already sunk a lot.

Luo Yuan remained calm on the surface, but in his heart he was sighing that the ancestor Wan Kun was powerful and felt bad about his current situation.

At this moment, the ancestor Wan Kun spoke again: "However, this person is not as strong as a god-transforming cultivator. His cultivation was enough to transform into gods a thousand years ago, but because of a concern, he was reluctant to break through the entrance. The accumulation of thousands of years has long made him a generation of venerables.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Even if the ancestor takes action, he may not be able to defeat him easily. His strength is enough to make the god-transforming monk fear retreat. Even the balanced teaching will give him some face, and he is qualified to be called Supreme."

As soon as this statement was made, the Nascent Souls were in a state of turmoil. In their perception, it seemed that there was no such powerful Nascent Soul cultivator, and the Nascent Soul cultivation was comparable to the power of transforming gods.

"I guess the jade slip in your hand has not been long, and his strength has become more restrained." Master Wan Kun spoke to Luo Yuan, then shook his head and murmured: "Thousands of years have passed in a flash, even if you still refuse to let go, step on the entrance to become a god. But the gap between you and me is getting bigger and bigger. I can't catch up with you."

"Yes," Luo Yuan nodded in response. He knew that the ancestor Wan Kun in front of him was extremely powerful. With his eyesight, he could see through everything, not to mention that there was no need to hide it.

"One thousand five hundred years ago, in the western part of the Land, which was in nowhere far from the Endless Sea, there were two powerful sects. One was Tianshan and the other was Kunlun. These two stood in the Land for nearly ten thousand years, and were extremely powerful.

Although the two are not close, they are never far away. Therefore, there will be disputes over resource issues." Master Wan Kun paused, then sighed and continued: "There was a generation of beauties in the Tianshan Mountains. She was as graceful as a fairy in the dust, and her qualifications were even more of a demonic talent. In the Tianshan Mountains, it can be said that she has gathered all the favors."

Upon hearing this, the ancestors were stunned and then looked at each other. They didn't understand why Wan Kun suddenly told a story.

Only Luo Yuan, who faced Master Wan Kun, could clearly see it. Just when Master Wan Kun mentioned this, there was a sense of melancholy, reminiscence, and regret in his eyes. This is not a story, but a past. It is a past that made Master Wan Kun stay in seclusion for thousands of years and still unforgettable after 1,500 years of years.

"And opposite, in Kunlun, there is also a man who is so arrogant that he is like a star. His wind is immeasurable, his reputation is great, and he trembles in the cultivation world. Even after the Balance Sect knew about his existence, he offered generous conditions for him."
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