There was no roar.

And everything that ruins the world seems to be just because of the appearance of that shadow.

The world is dead silent.

Click!

A hunched figure finally appeared outside the stone gate.

The moment the footsteps sounded.

All the sword intents in the world disappeared without a trace.

The old man was wearing a simple black robe, with an old face and wrinkles.

He was hunched over and looked no different from the old man in the mortal world.

He raised his head, looked up at the sky, and murmured: "It's been three thousand years..."

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Several powerful figures came through the sky.

The thirty-six elders of Taicang Holy Land all knelt down and kowtowed deeply: "We pay homage to Saint King Cangyuan!"

"Welcome the Holy King out of seclusion!"

Holy King!

The old man in black robe in front of him turned out to be a powerful man in the holy king realm who had survived the seventh level of thunder tribulation!

The Saint King Cang Yuan glanced at the elders.

The spiritual consciousness covered the entire Taicang Holy Land in an instant.

All the disciples were frozen at this moment, feeling that they had a pair of supreme and majestic eyes staring at them.

No secret can be hidden from those eyes.

The Holy Lord Cang Yuan frowned: "A group of crooked melons and jujubes, where did the faces come from to reject Li Hanguang?"

The elders' foreheads were tightly pressed against the ground, trembling, and no one dared to look up.

"When I welcome Daozi back, I will definitely rectify this holy land!"

The Holy Lord Cang Yuan snorted coldly, swung his sleeves lightly, and stepped out in one step.

Buzz!

A hole was cracked in the void, and his body was swallowed up in the blink of an eye.

...

The sword energy travels through the void.

He headed straight to the Aojian Immortal Sect at an unimaginable speed.

It sped hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant.

The withered eyes of the Holy Lord Cangyuan were filled with hot light.

"I've been fighting all my life!"

"Slaying evil spirits and destroying demons will eventually push Taicang Holy Land to its peak!"

"I thought this was the limit!"

"I never thought that when I was about to die, I could still hear the news of the innate Taoist body!"

"And it's in Taicang Mansion..."

"It's really God who wishes me!"

"I have settled this disciple!"

Thinking of this, his speed was getting faster and faster.

Even the void could not bear the horrifying sword intent around it, and it continued to collapse.

At this moment, the old man's pupils suddenly shrank.

A sense of crisis arises from the bottom of my heart.

The spiritual consciousness scattered, and a red robe figure appeared in the void behind him at some point.

The man held a hammer in his hand.

He suddenly knocked on the back of the head of the Holy Lord Cang Yuan.

The Holy Lord Cang Yuan frowned and sneered: "Without any incompetent means, dare to attack me?"

"court death!"

After the words came to an end, his thoughts moved.

A terrifying sword intent storm suddenly blew up all over his body to protect himself.

Then, his fingers and his eyes were slightly condensed.

The void collapsed inch by inch, turning into an endless river of sword energy, moving with his will.

cut!

The sword energy swept across the void.

The world is like falling into the end of the world, and there is no hope of life.

The Holy Lord Cang Yuan was confident that there were very few people who could stop this sword in the entire Donghuang.

However, what he didn't notice was.

His sword intent was not able to protect him.

The hammer passed directly through the sword intent.

He hit the back of his head heavily, and then the shock felt rushed in.

Dong!

A dull sound came from behind my head.

The Holy Lord Cang Yuan stiffened all over and his expression gradually solidified.

His eyes were full of confusion.

Why……

Before his thoughts fell, his eyes turned pale and he fainted.

Swish swish swish swish!

A golden rope comes from nowhere.

He tied the Holy Lord Cang Yuan tightly.

The red figure stands in the void.

He raised his hand and waved it.

A hole was cracked in front of me.

He swallowed him and the Holy Lord Cang Yuan.

When it appeared again, it was already in a dark cave.

The cave was originally quite wide.

However, the ground was covered with figures, and it looked very narrow.

If there are great monks of older age here, look around.

You will definitely be frightened and get sick in horror.

It is because all those who are lying on the ground are giants who have galloped in the world of cultivation for an era.

Such as the Supreme Elder of the Yellow Spring Holy Land, the Supreme Holy Lord of the North Pole Holy Land, and the Holy Son of the Yaoguang Holy Land three thousand years ago...

And at this moment, they were all lying on the ground, tied tightly.

"Your sister!"

The man in red robe put his hands on his hips, glanced at the people from a high place, and spat:

"In order to find a suitable successor, I have been waiting for 5,000 years. All the turtle-boys want to come and intercept the bells?"

Although he called himself an old man, he looked much younger than the Holy Lord Cang Yuan.

His face was thin and he had a goatee on his chin.

...

When talking, the goatee trembled with her chin and looked quite funny.

He cursed a few more times.
Chapter completed!