There was a legend among ancient military strategists.
A long time ago, a military strategist gave birth to an overlord.
Suppress all the strong men in heaven and earth.
Calls himself Overlord.
Looking down upon the world.
Although in the end it attracted a group of heroes to fight against each other, leading to his fall and death.
However, his overlord power is still widely spread among military strategists and even hundreds of sects.
A large part of the reason why military strategists still have their current status is because the bloodline of the former overlords is still passed down.
Maybe someday.
Another overlord will be born.
And this gray-haired old man, with the blood of the Overlord and the power of his double eyes, evolved into the figure of the former Overlord.
Overlord hits the tripod!
Unparalleled powerful moves.
When he kills soldiers, his domineering side is fully demonstrated.
boom!!!
The Overlord's phantom struck heavily on the tiger's phantom.
The tiger roared unwillingly.
Bursts of brilliant Buddha light erupted.
I want to fight against the phantom of the Overlord.
But finally.
The tiger phantom was still surrendered.
There is no way to compete with that overlord's phantom.
It sank into Huikong's body.
When the gray-haired old man saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
But before the breath was completely exhaled, a trace of golden blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
This is the blood of a saint, and the imprint of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth has been integrated into the blood.
So the blood will appear golden.
The body of the gray-haired old man swayed again and again, almost falling down.
"Fortunately, the reincarnated body of this Buddhist Arhat has not yet truly awakened, and most of the Arhat's power is still hidden within his body."
"If this monk's power of Arhat is completely awakened, I'm afraid today will be very bad."
The gray-haired old man sat cross-legged and adjusted his breath for a long time.
But it hasn't eased much.
His injuries were so severe that he has not recovered much over the years.
Just now, in order to suppress the power of Arhat in Huikong's body, the power of the Overlord's bloodline and the Double Eyes were forcibly used.
Adding injury to injury.
If this were in the outside world, the gray-haired old man could use the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth to heal his injuries quickly.
But in this ancient city of Xuanyuan, it is completely isolated from the outside world.
Even the gray-haired old man cannot absorb the power of the great road.
"Keep absorbing!"
The gray-haired old man waved his hand, and the tiger talisman flew over again.
Continue to absorb the cultivation skills of Huikong and others.
Ye Qingyun stared at the scene in front of him in stunned silence.
He writes
I really didn't expect that.
Inside this grotto, there is actually a large round table.
That’s right!
It's a big round table used for dining.
Placed in this grotto.
On the round table, there is a dazzling array of dishes.
The aroma that Ye Qingyun smelled outside just now came from the dishes on this round table.
Ye Qingyun looked at the dishes on the round table.
Good guy.
They are all dishes from their original world.
The dishes are very eye-catching.
The fragrance is also very strong.
I just don’t know how it tastes.
"What the hell is this?"
Ye Qingyun couldn't understand at all why there was such a table of dishes in this place.
how?
Do you really want to let yourself come to the table?
He walked closer to the round table and looked at the steaming dishes, feeling even more strange.
The food was actually still hot.
Too strange.
Ye Qingyun looked at the dishes on the round table, and then picked up a pair of chopsticks.
I picked up a crystal shrimp.
Looked carefully.
Then he put it in his mouth.
Chewed it.
Ye Qingyun frowned.
Spit out the shrimp again.
Tasteless!
Like chewing wax.
There is no taste at all.
Ye Qingyun tasted other dishes.
really!
They are all the same as the shrimps, tasteless.
These dishes have all the flavors and flavors.
But the only thing missing is the taste.
It doesn't even have the most basic salty taste.
How to eat this?
It has no taste, no matter how beautiful it is, it cannot be eaten.
Ye Qingyun was a little disappointed.
He really thought he could have a big meal here.
"These dishes couldn't have been left here by my fellow countryman, right? But the quality is too low!"
Ye Qingyun muttered.
As a man who pays great attention to diet, Ye Qingyun has always been very particular about eating.
He likes to eat tasty things.
Especially for the taste of each food, there are very strict requirements.
of this table
According to Ye Qingyun's words, the food is tasteless even for dogs.
Ye Qingyun no longer paid attention to the dishes on the table, but began to explore around.
soon.
Ye Qingyun discovered something.
This is a fucking kitchen.
All kinds of kitchen utensils are available.
"This kitchen knife is quite exquisite."
Ye Qingyun picked up a very delicate and handy kitchen knife.
The weight of this kitchen knife is also very moderate, and the blade is as bright as a mirror.
"This kitchen knife is pretty good. Let's take it home and use it to cut vegetables."
At the same time as Ye Qingyun picked up the kitchen knife.
A remote and mysterious place.
A figure in white sits cross-legged on top of a huge skeleton.
now.
This figure in white, who had been sitting cross-legged for countless years, opened his eyes at this moment.
The vicissitudes of his eyes looked in a certain direction.
tears.
Sliding down from the cheeks.
"Master, are you finally coming back?"
The figure in white murmured.
Rumble!!!
Surrounding the white-clothed figure, countless weird and huge figures suddenly appeared, each exuding an extremely terrifying aura.
Attacking him.
"Noisy!"
The figure in white gave a sharp shout.
Boundless pressure is coming.
It's like a god descending into the world.
In an instant.
All the incoming giant figures disappeared into thin air.
The surroundings returned to calm.
"Master, you must have tasted the dishes on the disciple's table."
"But I don't know how it feels? I'm afraid it's not even half as good as your master."
"I don't know when I will be able to meet you again, Master?"
The figure in white murmured to himself.
Lost in distant memories.
I am lucky enough to be able to worship that gentleman.
Became one of his named disciples.
From then on.
That adult became the person he admired most.
I imitate the words and deeds of that adult, and imitate everything about him.
But it is always wrong to draw a tiger instead of a dog.
Even when cooking, the things produced are exactly the same, but they taste very different.
later.
The adult disappeared.
And in order to keep
Protect the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and sit in this area of heaven and earth.
It's been too long now.
Everything left in Xuanyuan Ancient City was arranged by him.
Just so that one day my master can return to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
"Disciple Xuanyuan, waiting for the master's return!"
Outside Xiaoyao Palace.
Yan Zheng emerged from the test of the twelfth house.
He was exhausted, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes.
The test of the zodiac!
I've gotten through them all by myself.
At this moment, just like Ye Qingyun, he was standing outside the gate of Xiaoyao Hall.
"Huh? Why are Kunlunzi and the others missing?"
Yan Zheng looked back and was a little surprised when he saw no one under the steps.
He looked up again.
His brows suddenly wrinkled.
Somehow, there is still a hint of saintly aura left in this place.
"Is there a saint here?"
Yan Zheng had a bad feeling in his heart.
One shot storage bag.
An ancient mirror floats out.
Immediately afterwards.
Yan Zheng raised his hand and held it in vain.
Capture in your hand the trace of saint's breath that remains in the air.
Plunged into the ancient mirror.
There was an immediate ripple in the ancient mirror.
soon.
Inside, there was a scene where the gray-haired old man appeared before and took away Kunlunzi and others.
"This person is from the Overlord Xiang family!"
Although he had not seen the gray-haired old man with his own eyes, he had already recognized the origin of the gray-haired old man based on the scene in the ancient mirror.
"I didn't expect that a saint from the overlord Xiang family would be hiding here, and even kidnapped Kunlunzi and the others while I and Ye Gaoren were away."
Yan Zheng put away the ancient mirror and frowned.
"The lives of Kunlunzi and others are uncertain, but right now I don't know where to go to save them."
"I wonder if Master Ye knows about this?"
"It's better to go to Xiaoyao Hall first and meet up with Mr. Ye."
Yan Zheng thought this and then opened the door of Xiaoyao Hall.
"Um?"
Looking at everything in Xiaoyao Hall, Yan Zheng showed a look of astonishment.
The Xiaoyao Palace he saw was completely different from the Xiaoyao Palace Ye Qingyun saw.
Inside it stands a huge ancient monument.
There are two bright ancient characters engraved on it.
It’s not Xuan Yuan.
But Xuanyuan!
This chapter has been completed!