"Great Sun Golden Roc?"

"Isn't this the mount of the former Seven-Star Sword Saint? After the Seven-Star Sword Saint passed away, this divine beast had already left the Taixu Sword Sect and rarely appeared in the world. Why did it appear again today?"

"Have you never left the Taixu Sword Sect?"

"There is still a human standing on its back! That is the Kongming Divine Beast. Who else can enslave such a divine beast in the world today?!"

...

The golden roll of sun shook its wings, striking everyone on both sides of the Beiying River.

Eight hundred years ago.

The Taixu Sword Sect swept across the seven states, and the recognized strongest man in that era, the Seven-Star Sword Saint, was invincible in the world. Its mount, the Great Sun Golden Pear, also became famous all over the world, and it has produced various legends.

Even though these top experts present have never really seen the Golden Pearl of the Sun, they have heard of it, and have seen the picture albums or corresponding text descriptions of others.

When I saw it, I recognized it at a glance.

Time flies.

Although the Kongming Divine Beast, which everyone feared in the past, is also the top in this world, if it is still as powerful as it was before, the threat would be much smaller.

The only thing that worries Zhang Jian and others is the three people on the back of the Golden Pearl of the Great Sun!

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The wind is howling and the great roc is coming.

On the back of the golden roe of the sun, three figures leaped down and landed on the south bank of Beiying River.

A golden light turns

clang!

The sword returned to the sheath and fell into the hands of a young man.

Everyone can see clearly.

Two men and one woman fell from the back of the golden roe of the sun.

One of them had white hair and a strong body. He held a spear and was powerful without anger.

Another man looked young, handsome, with a long blue robe, and a sword tied around his waist. He just saved Wang Tuan and lifted Zhang Jian's sword flying, which was this man who issued it.

In the end, the woman looked beautiful, with her decent black armor slightly outlining her beautiful figure, holding a sword in her hand, her willow-leaf eyebrows were like swords, adding a bit of heroic spirit.

When others saw the three of them, they thought hard, but they couldn't recognize them. They didn't know the details of these three.

Even if you think of it, you can't believe it for a moment.

After all, that was already six hundred years ago.

But when Wang Tuan, Sun Zhenshan and others saw it, their eyes slightly turned, but the storm waves were stirred up in their hearts.

Especially Wang Tuan.

He had just experienced life and death, and Zhang Jian's blade was already on his neck. He was about to behead him in the next moment, and he was beheaded and killed. At this time, someone came to rescue him, which made him excited and excited. Seeing the person who took action, Wang Tuan seemed to be hit by lightning and was stunned on the spot.

In my mind.

The scrolls of the ancestors of Pengshan City echoed in my mind.

The center of it is Jianzu's family.

And below.

The most conspicuous thing is the portrait of the Third Ancestor of Zhongxing who "dead" six hundred years ago.

dress up.

Eyebrows.

Expression.

The three people in front of me seemed to be walking out of the scroll.

Wang Tuan is the strongest in the Taixu Sword Sect in the present, how can he not recognize it?

Shocked for a moment.

However, Sun Zhenshan reacted first, with a look of surprise on his face. He walked to Chen Jichuan and the other two, bowed and said respectfully, "Disciple Sun Zhenshan, pay homage to the three ancestors!"

Calculate according to year and month.

Chen Jichuan, Li Qingshan, and Wang Yan are all figures who were born thousands of years ago. In the Taixu Sword Sect, anyone in the contemporary era would call them "ancestor".

Sun Zhenshan is no exception.

Not only Sun Zhenshan.

Seeing the latter's actions, Wang Tuan reacted and hurriedly walked forward, stood side by side with Sun Zhenshan, and worshiped the three of them respectfully, saying "ancestor".

The two led the way.

The thirty-three Void Realm masters who were tilted east and west on the south bank of Beiying River also supported each other and stood up. They were surprised and happy on their faces, and bowed to the three of them.

This time.

Hulala, only Chen Jichuan, Li Qingshan and Wang Yan were left standing on the spot.

"Master?"

"Wang Tuan and Sun Zhenshan are all old monsters Kongming. Who can be called the 'ancestral master' by them? And still so respectful?"

"Is it a person from hundreds of years ago? It is rumored that there are immortal grasses in the Taixu Sword Sect. At that time, the Third Ancestor of Taixu swallowed the immortal grass and lived for only five hundred years, which is a powerful force in an era. Could these three people be the Void Realm powerhouses of the Taixu Sword Sect four or five hundred years ago have survived to this day?"

...

Wang Tuan and others bowed together, shocking everyone.

It is not enough to make Wang Tuan, who is famous in Yuezhou, so respectful to Sun Zhenshan, just having seniority is not enough. His strength and prestige must be comparable to those of people.

But no matter how they wanted to break their heads, they never expected that before Wang Tuan and Sun Zhenshan, there were three Void Realm masters in Taixu Sword Sect who could face the three people in front of them.

However, the Third Ancestor of Taixu more than 600 years ago also had two men and one woman.

It’s just that others dare not think about this.

Wang Tuan and others were betrayed Hulala, and there was no end to the discussion in the world.

"Get up."

Chen Jichuan's expression remained motionless. Seeing that Li Qingshan's complex expression was complex, he spoke out immediately and signaled the disciples to exempt him from the gift.

Wang Yan and Li Qingshan looked at the scene in front of him with a lot of thoughts.

One sleep lasts for six hundred years.

When I woke up again, I had already changed my world.

They didn't know any of the disciples of the Taixu Sword Sect's generation. They felt unfamiliar, but they were also connected by sects and were a little close.

But when they were sleeping, the Taixu Sword Sect, which was still the overlord of the Middle Earth, was defeated to the present situation after they closed their eyes and opened them. It really made it difficult for the two of them to accept.

Especially Li Qingshan, who has a deep relationship with the sect.

Seeing the Taixu Sword Sect masters who were almost everyone seriously injured, and seeing the North Bank’s more and more masters of various sects who were eyeing each other with hundreds of sects, their heads were messy and they were not clear at all.

Chen Jichuan didn't bother him. Seeing that Wang Tuan and others were almost injured, he took out three bottles of pills from his arms and handed them to Wang Tuan: "Distribute one pill for each person, and stabilize the injury first."

"Thank you, Master."

Wang Tuan took it, bowed to Chen Jichuan and bowed again. When he got up, he put three bottles of elixirs in his arms and claimed the crime: "The enemy is facing, it is difficult to refine the effect of the medicine with peace of mind. I will wait for this battle before taking it."

The enemy is in front of you.

Although these three ancestors seemed to be true, they suddenly appeared, and Wang Tuan did not dare to believe it. And they gave him healing pills as soon as they came up. If poison was hidden in them, they would be done.

Being cautious is absolutely right.

When Sun Zhenshan saw it, he also reacted. He thought about it and agreed with this move.

Painting of the ancestor.

The golden roll of the sun.

Although these can prove the identities of the three ancestors present, no one has seen them before, so it is better not to swallow them. It is better to be blamed by the three ancestors afterwards than to take the risk of taking the medicine from the entire Taixu Sword Sect.

"Um."

"random."

Chen Jichuan could see Wang Tuan's thoughts and didn't care. He gave the pill and turned his head to look at Li Qingshan: "Just Asura" Zhang Jian, the number one master of the Golden Sword Shuramen, has a fierce and weird sword technique. No one in the sect is an opponent, so senior brother might as well try it out."

Six major sects besieged Pengshan County.

After Chen Jichuan learned the news, he called the golden roe of the sun and went straight to the depths of the Qinling Mountains, awakening Li Qingshan and Wang Yan, who had been sleeping for six hundred years.

I brought it specially to allow them to fight against the masters of the times and improve themselves.

It would be a pity to spend the great times in a deep sleep.

Fighting with these masters and stimulating their potential may have some hope for the rest of the years to break through the limits and prove the most powerful.
To be continued...