"There is someone in the silver moon!" The slightly childish voice from before sounded again, and for a while, countless eyes were staring at the crescent moon.
The cold moonlight filled the surroundings, and a figure slowly walked out of the silver moon. Its long hair fluttered and blended into the moonlight, and the black silk was dyed silver.
The place where this figure stood formed a world of its own, and the pale moonlight stretched the shadow of this figure very long.
This day, this place, this figure, the three seem to have become an eternity.
This man looked extremely young, only in his early twenties. Under the moonlight, his evil face looked a little pale.
The silver thread gradually fell, but the flying silver thread could not cover the young man's pale face and his eyes as cold as moonlight, which looked down at the vast earth below.
This figure is like a master, the master of heaven and earth, the master of all life.
Heaven and earth are like a chessboard, and all the people are like children! When they touched the eyes that were dyed silver by the moonlight, everyone's hearts were shocked.
Qing Jue and Jue Lin were also shocked. Those silver eyes represented absolute reason and no emotion.
In the silver moon, a figure slowly walked out. At this moment, although most of the people present had never seen this person, they all knew who this person was, the Moon God Prince.
"Snowflakes are really beautiful and only snowflakes are the purest existence in the world, aren't they?" The young man suddenly said, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth. This smile was very cold and blended into the glorious moonlight.
"It's a pity that there are no snowflakes here!" The young man shook his head slightly, raised his finger, and the slender fingers were blended into the biting moonlight.
Under the cold moonlight, fluffy snowflakes were falling in vain across the sky, crossing the evil and pale face, and the young man chuckled again: "Snowflakes are the purest existence in the world!"
Snow fell on the floating island for the first time. The snow dyed the floating island white and the cold moonlight dyed the snow silver.
The young man walked out of the silver moon step by step, stepped on the moonlight and walked to the floating platform step by step. He sat below Xuan Wuye, and his eyes that were dyed silver were closed tightly again.
"Prince Moon God!" Qing Jue and Jue Lin whispered. They couldn't see through this young man, and they couldn't understand him either.
The three palace masters rarely opened their eyes and glanced at the Moon God Crown Prince. There was a complex look in their eyes. Not only Qing Jue and Jue Lin couldn't see through it, Xuan Wuye also gradually couldn't see through this disciple he had trained.
Sword God Luo Rui, whose face was as pale as snow and coughing from time to time, walked up from the stone platform and stood behind the prince. Xuan Wuye didn't say anything to this.
"Sword God Luo Rui!" Qing Jue's eyes narrowed slightly. At this moment, Luo Ruiqi's aura was stronger than a few months ago. He had obviously broken through his own bottleneck and reached the third level of Spirit Master!
"His sword is even more terrifying!" Xuan Ren, the leader of the Xuanwu Clan, rarely said.
"A knife that kills people instantly!" Jue Lin continued, "To this day, I don't have the confidence to be able to take that earth-shattering knife!"
"No one can be confident when facing a knife like that!" Qing Jue whispered. As soon as he said this, the leader of the Suzaku tribe, Fire Emperor, rarely opened his eyes, glanced at the Moon God Prince and Luo Rui, and said calmly: "
Rory is scary, but that guy is even scarier!"
Hearing this, the three people from Qingjue nodded in agreement. There is no such thing as a good scholar under his great reputation, and his strength is unfathomable.
The moment the Moon God Prince sat down, the silver moon in the sky mysteriously disappeared. The sky and the earth lit up again, and daylight returned. The clouds dispersed again, but the snow was still falling.
"You can eclipse the world and the earth with just a raise of your hand. This is the prince's strength!" A second-rate sect whispered, with a hint of fire in his eyes.
Not only this sect leader, but other princeling members looked at the prince with passion. That man was their leader and their legend.
"The temper is still the same, and it always appears in this form whenever it appears!"
"You've been like this for several years, being pushy!" A hearty chuckle resounded from the sky, breaking the silence of the scene.
The snow in the void stopped in vain, floating strangely in mid-air. Endless sword energy condensed in the void, and a slender figure emerged, stepping on a snowflake.
The light snowflakes supported this figure in such a weird way. The sword energy stirred up ripples. The invisible ripples spread out and fell into the void. The void shattered in vain, and endless space turbulence poured out.
Submerged that figure.
In the astonished eyes of everyone, the turbulent flow fell on the figure, but the figure still stepped on the snowflakes.
"Prince, why don't you show off even though your old friend is here?" The figure chuckled and walked out of the turbulent space step by step.
In the eyes of everyone, this figure is like mist, and they can never see the true face of this figure clearly.
Hearing this, the prince opened his eyes, glanced at the phantom, shook his head, and said to himself: "Sword God's Son, how ridiculous!"
"Isn't it ridiculous?" The figure was still smiling, "Isn't the Moon God Prince also ridiculous?" The words were still hovering in the sky, but this figure appeared strangely below Murong Yu, the master of the Sword Temple.
The Son of the Sword God! Countless gazes cast their gazes away, and that figure is the most mysterious Son of God. It is rumored that no one has seen the true face of the Son of God so far.
Murong Yu looked helplessly at the figure beside him, sensing that his disciple was stronger.
"Compared to this guy, I like that guy better. Although he is cold, he won't say anything that makes me annoying!" The figure chuckled.
Ignoring it, the Moon God Prince raised his head, looked into the void, and said lightly: "Snow should fall, not stay still in mid-air!"
Before he could finish his words, the snow started to float again, and fell lightly on the prince's pale face.
At the same time, a figure walked out of the endless void. He came with a sword, and there was still a little blood on the sword. When his footsteps fell, the heaven and earth shook in vain, and the roaring sound could not stop.
Endless murderous intent permeated this figure, the endless void seemed like hell, and this man walked out of the area.
The sword disappeared strangely, and its slender hair covered most of his face, but only half of his cheeks were enough to suffocate the female cultivators present. However, his eyes were always closed.
This figure, facing the wind and snow, walked step by step towards the floating platform. Every time he took a step, the heaven and earth shook, until finally, the space was shattered in vain.
But later, when the young man stepped on the floating platform, the sound of heaven and earth disappeared, the heaven and earth stopped shaking, the whole world became silent in vain, even the wind became silent, and only the sound of snowflakes falling on the ground was left.
"The proud son of the God of War!" A whisper sounded in this quiet place. With the arrival of this figure, three legends of this era gathered on the floating island.
The Holy Son raised his head, looked at the tall figure, and chuckled: "Still the same temper as before, as cold as ice!"
Huh! A terrifying coercion emerged around the Holy Son in vain. At the same time, the young man known as the proud son of the God of War turned around, his eyes still closed, and said lightly: "Compared to before, your strength is
It’s actually stronger!”
"Haha, I hope you can keep getting stronger, so that you can arouse my interest. Now you can't let me use the sword!" The Martial God Arrogant said calmly, and after saying that, he started practicing on his own and ignored the Holy Son.
Hearing this, the smile at the corner of the Holy Son's mouth suddenly froze, he shook his head and said helplessly: "Your words are just as annoying as that guy from the Prince!"
After saying that, the Holy Son stopped making any sound and sat quietly below Murong Yu.
Prince of the Moon God! Prince of the God of Martial Arts! Prince of the Sword God! The arrival of these three people undoubtedly caused a shock in the whole place. For a moment, a flood of whispers broke the silence of the place.
"Three terrible people!" Xuan Ren took a deep breath and sighed as his eyes wandered over the three figures.
Jue Lin glanced around, and when he caught a glimpse of the famous sect elite, he also sighed: "Being in the same era as those people is their misfortune, and it is also their luck!"
"Fortunately they have witnessed the legend, but unfortunately they will live in the shadow of these three people forever!" Hearing this, Xuan Ren sighed again. This sentence was not only meant for Jue Lin, but also for those behind him.
The Xuanwu clan members listen.
"Three people?" At this moment, Qing Jue chuckled: "This era does not only belong to those three people, but to that person. This is the era that belongs to that person!"
Hearing this, Jue Lin also chuckled. Indeed, this is his era, and no one can replace him, not the prince, the saint, nor the proud man. This is the era of the Moon God, the Moon God era.
"Who?" Xuan Ren asked in surprise.
"These three people have entered the Spirit Master at such a young age. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find such people in the entire continent?"
Xuan Ren chuckled: "And these three people are also known as the most promising people to hit the Spiritual Saint Realm. This is destined to be their era!"
"Enter the Spirit Master at the age of a weak crown!" Qing Jue's eyes curled up and he said calmly: "There is a person who has not awakened his bloodline at the age of fifteen. He entered the Spirit Emperor realm at the age of sixteen, entered the Spirit Sect at the age of seventeen, and entered the Spirit Master at the age of eighteen!"
"Understand the rules of wind, the rules of thunder, the rules of fire, and the rules of ice!" At this point, Qing despaired and gave Xuan Ren a look, and said lightly: "Compared to these three people, what do you think of that person?"
Hearing this, Xuan Ren knew who Qing Jue was talking about, and only that person could be so highly regarded by Qing Jue.
"Fifth generation!" Jue Lin whispered. To this day, Jue Lin still sees that white dress in his eyes.
"Fifth Generation Moon God?" Xuan Ren whispered: "Is he really that strong?"
"This is the era of the Moon God, it will also be the era of the Moon God, and it will always be the Age of the Moon God!" Qing absolutely believed this.
"So, it is their misfortune to be born in the same era as him, and it is also their luck!" Snowflakes were flying, and in the flying snowflakes, Jue Lin seemed to see a fluttering white dress, as white as snow.
"It's a pity that he hasn't come yet!" Xuan Ren sighed slightly, and his eyes fell on the steps below, where there were only five figures.
"The stage here belongs to him, and he will definitely come!" Qing Jue said calmly.
"You are very confident in his strength, but this is not the paradise of the Spirit Master Realm. There is also the Spirit Emperor Realm here!"
"Spirit Emperor Realm!" Jue Lin Jian frowned slightly. If Wu Dai was given another ten years, he would also be a Spirit Emperor Realm warrior.
"A genius who has not yet grown up is never a strong person. A strong person is built from countless days and nights of loneliness!" Xuan Ren said lightly, feeling the pressure around him.
"But I heard something quite interesting in the past few days!" After a pause, Xuan Ren continued.
"Interesting thing?" Qing Juejian frowned slightly, "What is it?"
"Recently, another terrifying killer appeared in the Killing Alliance. In just a few dozen days, that killer killed dozens of Spirit Master Realm warriors!"
"Even a few days ago, the killer killed the enchantress Mei Niang in front of the leader of Gui Jian Sect!"
"The superb body skills and the sword moves that kill with one sword have caused a sensation on the mainland!" At this point, Xuan Ren sighed with emotion: "This era is really an era where talents are born in large numbers!"
As they listened, a figure appeared in Qing Jue and Jue Lin's minds involuntarily, a figure dressed in white that looked like snow.
"Fudai!" Qing Jue and Jue Lin looked at each other, both seeing the smile in each other's eyes, that person must be Wu Dai.