A thousand years of sleep!

A thousand years have become a mystery.

The single-final sword saint was now available, and under the entire martial arts, he could hear clearly. The sound of the flute floated constantly, and at this moment, an unprecedented layer of oppression appeared in everyone's eyes.

Deathful spirit.

The pressure is coming.

As the whispers fell, the peerless man in a white robe and three-foot sword shadow appeared in the sky under the void.

The Sword Saint Landing.

The way of heaven is uneasy, and within the martial arts, almost all instruments except the eunuch of the Heavenly Qin are trembling.

Not afraid!

But welcome!

The Single-Fight Sword Saint, a thousand years ago, was a complete master of charity. Unfortunately, as the situation changed, the Single-Fight Sword Saint slowly faded out of everyone's sight.

It was not until Aotian's decisive battle that he could see the Danfeng Sword Saint.

Mystery!

No one knows.

At this moment, the golden light stood firm for a moment, and the musical instruments in the world could only welcome them. Even at this moment, the heaven and earth were music and played the grand chapters in person. Such treatment was something that the God Emperor had never possessed. Such a posture.

The three Gen Tian Divine Emperors were shocked: "Is he really just a quasi-emperor powerhouse?"

"Why did I feel a more terrifying aura in him than the Emperor's Lord?"

"How far has he reached?"

......

When the three great gods were talking, the Holy Lord landed on the ground. As he stepped on his feet, the wolf smoke on the ground stabilized directly, as if the terrible oppression had disappeared without a trace?

The emperor squinted his eyes: "Xiao Xiangzi?"

"Oh!"

The man smiled with his hands behind his back, and his calm eyes swept the Emperor in front of him: "The Emperor, it has been a thousand years. I didn't expect that you are still like a rat. Don't you dare take off your mask?"

"Let the heroes in the world look at your true appearance?"

The emperor was angry when he heard the words of abusive words: "Xiaoxiangzi, since I could kill you once a thousand years ago, then what difficulties can I have to kill you now?"

Kill?

Xiao Xiangzi smiled disdainfully: "The Emperor, you have been in vain for thousands of years. Haven't you ever thought that a thousand years ago, if the Lord had to plan such a big situation?"

"Do you think that you can pull the Lord off the altar with just a few remaining soldiers?"

"You are naive!"

As soon as he spoke, a sword shadow swept out in front of Xiao Xiangzi, and the condensed sword shadow broke through the air. The emperor squinted his eyes and shook his sword, which was actually a delusion to resist. Who knew that it was the moment of contact.

However, the emperor's expression changed drastically: "Not good!"

Exclaimed for a moment.

Emperor Lord!

Frustrated!

Take three steps back!

Puff!

The strong emperor could not help vomiting blood at this time. He stabilized his figure for a moment. The emperor even laughed wildly: "Okay, okay!"

"I really didn't expect that it was only a long time since the ant that had grown to this point in my eyes?"

"Repel this seat?"

"You are indeed good."

When the emperor spoke, the aura of his body rose again, and the entire sky was trembling. Ling Tian was even more surprised: "The limit of martial arts?"

Ling Tian is no longer Xiaobai at the time. Now, after being tempered by wind and rain, he can naturally understand that there are their strongest distinctions in the martial arts world. It is the Dragon Kingdom at that time, like the sky outside the sky. Although they are all one plane, the strongest existences that can withstand on each plane are different.
Chapter completed!