Say rg,!

I thought of the "chaotic" situation recorded in the sect's classics.

The old sword saint couldn't help but jumped again.

If that era really comes, Wanjian Jue Sect will be even more polite and polite.

Otherwise, if you are not interested, you may face a catastrophe.

The reputation is too big, and at some times, it is more uncomfortable than those sects that have been silent.

It is because of the lack of strength.

Think about Zen Buddhism, it is as high as the sun, and it is one of the three religions.

Above his head, there was a founder who had attained the supreme power.

Even so, what can I do?

Not long ago, Wushuang Zhan Zun went to fight, turning the entire Zen Sacred Mountain into a dead place of yellow sand.

Thinking about the original Taoist Holy Court, it was even known as the number one holy land of the human race.

It is the temple where the Taoist ancestors preached and resolved their confusions.

The nine disciples under the Daozu guarded them.

The strength is so strong that it ranks among the human race.

Even if you look at the three tribes, you will be a first-class force.

Apart from the forbidden areas of the gods and the Golden Crow Valley, there is no place that can match it.

But it was because he imprisoned Wushuang Zhan Zun's sister, and was razed to the ground in anger.

Those sects that have passed down ancient traditions and holy places that have gone through the years are nothing but chatting and laughing in front of the real strong.

Now, there is only one strong man of this level who is the Wushuang Zhan Zun for the time being.

When the "chaotic" world begins and the will of the Great Dao is in chaos, strong people at the same level as the Wushuang War Lord will emerge one after another, and even more powerful existences will appear.

For example, the Taoist Ancestor, the Primitive God King, and the Demon Emperor Tiandu, each of these three powerful men has the power to destroy the world.

If you start to be crazy, it will even be enough to destroy the entire world.

"I hope that the last relics left by the ancestor can help our Wanjian Jue Sect overcome difficulties. If the sister of Wushuang Zhan Zun can successfully attain the Supreme and become a new sword cultivator, perhaps Wanjian Jue Sect will usher in a prosperous era."

...

Three hundred miles southeast of the Holy Court of Taoism, there is a manor hidden deep in the valley.

At this moment, in the manor, a man in a well-dressed dress was half kneeling on the ground.

They lined up in neat rows and greeted with respect.

In the cliff in front of me, there is an unfathomable tunnel.

Although the sky is almost noon, it is abnormally cloudy.

The deep tunnel, darkness is like a bottomless hell, devouring the few slight light left in the world.

In the deepest part of the darkness, there is a powerful force hidden.

Outside the tunnel, everyone was waiting.

They have been waiting for many years, and finally this day has arrived.

At the front of the queue, two old men were half kneeling side by side.

Their spirits are also extremely respectful.

However, there was a bit of worry in the depths of my eyes.

"The time has come, why is the owner of the cave still silent?"

The old man with gray hair on the left and thin body whispered.

The tone was full of anxiety.

"I have been in seclusion for ten years and have been famous all over the world since then. I believe that my master will be able to successfully break the barrier."

Half kneeled on the right side, the short and fat old man said confidently.

Having said that, the sorrow in his eyes could not be hidden.

You must know that the master is dependent on the view of life and death.

There were countless amazing geniuses who had been in this unfathomable tunnel to close their life and death barriers.

However, none of them were able to come out in the end.

Without exception, all failed.

Will the master be one of them?

Just as the two of them were talking, there was a sudden "boom".

There was a sudden thunder in the sky, which made all directions silent.

It was pouring rain and it fell.

In front of the tunnel, the half-kneel man in a strong costume was like an iron-cast statue, motionless in the rain.

There was no change in expression on his face.

Wow...

The raindrops fell on their bodies and heads, but they all seemed to be unaware of them.

While the heavy rain was pouring, a shocking laughter suddenly came from the dark tunnel.

A laugh like a dragon's roar!

It is like a real dragon breaking out of trouble, descending into the world, looking down on the six and eight wildernesses.

The rain continued to fall, but it could not destroy everyone's excitement.

At the moment when everyone heard the laughter, everyone couldn't help but raise their heads.

One by one, one gaze focused on the unfathomable tunnel.

With the laughter, the roar became more and more.

A burly and majestic figure walked out from the extreme darkness step by step.

When this person walked out of the tunnel, his eyes swept away from everyone's body.

That kind of gaze is so cold that it is not like a human being, it is like the coldest piece of ice.

"Welcome the master out of the pass, look around the world and wipe out the world."

Under the leadership of the two old men, everyone burst into cheers.

"Get up!"

His eyes were cold and his voice was even cold and hard.

That face was ruthless, mature and cold.

On its burly and majestic body, there are strong muscles.

At first glance, it is full of a sense of power.

It seems to be a masterpiece of the creation of heaven and earth, and the lines of the body are so perfect.

Those eyes that looked at the common people and death were telling everyone who saw him: He is a god that cannot be offended.

The dominant and magnificent power is hidden in that perfect muscle.

With the raising of hands and feet, the power is enough to tear the void.

The rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier.

The splashing raindrops did not fall on him.

The man walked out of the tunnel and seemed to bring out the darkness in the cave.

After everyone got up, he said nothing.

But, he slowly raised his hands and stared down.

It was a pair of hands that exuded invincible domineering aura.

"Ten years have passed, and I have finally come out of life and death."

He murmured to himself, not knowing whether he was regretting the passing time or lamenting the hardships along the way.

This man stared at his hands, as if he was holding an unparalleled treasure in his hand.

In his eyes, these hands represent the power of oneself.

It is his greatest reliance and his only reliance.

"From today, the Wu Zu lineage will see the light of heaven again."
To be continued...