"What?! The ancestors of the Jun family wore swords?!"
After hearing what Emperor Jun Tian said, the faces of the geniuses of the ancient clans were slightly condensed, and there was a hint of shock in their eyes.
Although they know that countless human sword cultivators have died in this Sword Valley.
Therefore, many broken spiritual treasures are left here.
Can!!
Throughout the ages of the Jun family, except for Jun Wanjian among the four holy bodies, it seems that there has never been a sword cultivator in the Jun family.
etc!!
Suddenly, a flash of panic suddenly appeared in the eyes of many of the supreme sect's evil geniuses, as if they had thought of something.
"You said it is the sword worn by the ancestors of the Jun family, so it is. I mean it is my sword."
Zhu'er snorted coldly, obviously not intending to let go of the good fortune in front of him easily.
"Haha, then take a look."
Emperor Jun Tian took out a Qiankun bag from his arms and threw it to the old merchant. Then he bent down and held the broken sword in his hand.
The next moment, a harsh sword chant resounded loudly, and the layers of rust on the already decayed ancient sword actually peeled off, revealing a bright blue glow.
From the beginning, he felt the aura of chaos in this broken sword.
And this kind of aura comes from the Supreme Immortal Sutra of the Jun family, the Chaos God King Sutra.
although!!
Emperor Jun Tian didn't know why there was the aura of the Divine King Sutra in this sword, but at any rate... it should contain some secrets of the Jun family.
"It's actually a relic from the ancestors of the Jun family!!"
Seeing this scene, everyone's faces became more horrified, especially the old man setting up the stall, whose eyes showed a hint of regret.
If he had known earlier that this sword was related to the ancestors of the Jun family, why would he have to sell it for five million spirit stones?
After all, for an imperial clan like the Jun family, spiritual stones and the like are really not worth mentioning.
"How's it going? You believe it this time."
Emperor Jun Tian took back the broken sword. Even with his strength, he could not break the seal in the sword in a short time.
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It is conceivable that the things hidden in it must have great origins.
"It doesn't matter if it belongs to your ancestors, but it doesn't belong to your ancestors. I told you, this old man has promised to sell it to me for ten thousand spiritual stones!"
Zhu'er also took out a Qiankun bag from his arms, threw it in front of the old man, and raised his hand to snatch the broken sword from Emperor Juntian's hand.
"Humph, if you dare to act recklessly again, don't blame me for being rude."
Emperor Juntian's eyes were slightly stern, and there was a hint of coldness on his face.
Immediately, I saw him pressing down with his palm, trying to stop Zhu'er's footsteps.
"Buzz!"
The mighty spiritual radiance rises up, shocking everyone. Even if Emperor Juntian just waved his hand at this moment, as the four holy bodies of the Jun family, the sacred meaning of the emperor's way contained in this palm seal is still several times more terrifying than ordinary monsters.
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In a radius of a hundred miles, the void shook, and divine lines were seen hanging down, directly covering Zhu'er's figure.
only!!
Just when Emperor Juntian looked indifferent and turned around to leave, he saw a figure coming out of the sky in front of Zhuer. With a gentle squeeze of his slender and white jade hand, all the imperial power was wiped out.
All were annihilated.
"Um?"
Emperor Juntian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he instinctively felt uneasy in his heart.
Zhu'er's little face showed a bright smile, "Sister Mo Lan!!"
Mo Lan turned back and glanced at Zhu'er, then looked at Emperor Jun Tian with cold eyes, "Don't you know whose people we are?"
"Um?"
Hearing this, a flash of panic flashed in Emperor Jun Tian's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.
"No matter who you are, this broken sword belongs to the ancestors of the Jun family, and I will take it back."
"We are from Gongzixiao
Man, if you dare to take action against us, do you not take my young master seriously? All the ancestors of the Jun family are like ants in front of my young master."
Mo Lan shouted coldly, full of dominance.
Can!!
These words fell into the ears of everyone watching, but they were extremely ironic.
Even the ancestors of the Jun family are ants in the eyes of Gongzi Xiao, so ordinary clans like them are not even as good as ants?
In the past, Ling Xiao always showed a kind and gentle image to others.
Can!!
At this time, Mo Lan only used a few words to make this image become an illusion.
People, the humbler they are, the more they care about face.
"Oh? What do you mean, my Jun family should bow down and act like cows and dogs in front of your young master?"
Emperor Jun Tian frowned slightly, holding the broken sword tightly in his hand, and his voice gradually became colder.
"Sooner or later, my young master will become the overlord of the world. You'd better understand this. Anyone who is his enemy will die."
Mo Lan sneered, and the contempt in his eyes made many of the clan geniuses around him clench their palms tightly, obviously very angry in their hearts.
Although they all recognized Ling Xiao's character, they didn't expect that one of his followers would be so arrogant.
Could it be that this is the true face of the young master, who has never regarded them as human beings behind his back?
"Arrogant!"
Emperor Juntian roared angrily, and suddenly an emperor's shadow appeared behind him, and he directly suppressed Mo Lan with a palm.
The terrifying Emperor Machine began to revive. At this time, he was like an ancient God Emperor, arrogant and arrogant.
And as he stretched out his palm, the golden handprint also created endless waves.
The sky is filled with divine patterns that connect vertically and horizontally, almost encompassing the heaven and the earth.
Under this divine power, even Mo Lan's face turned slightly pale.
Can!!
Even so, she still didn't
He took half a step back, his eyes seemed to be full of fanatical admiration.
"If you dare to kill us, the young master will definitely destroy the Jun family!!"
"In the Jun family, we will never be slaves."
Emperor Jun Tian's voice was cold, and he didn't care about Mo Lan's threat at all, and suppressed it with his palm.
"Boom!"
The world is shattered!!
The originally clear sky turned dark directly under this palm print.
Only the phantom of the ancient emperor stands in the sky, overlooking the eternity.
"Zhu'er, you go first."
Mo Lan clenched her silver teeth and protected Zhu'er behind her, while fairy patterns gradually appeared all over her body.
only!!
Her aura at this time was simply incomparable to that ancient emperor.
Therefore, the moment the palm print fell, the spiritual radiance on her body began to dim and disappear.
The next moment, a flash of resentment suddenly flashed in Mo Lan's eyes, and there seemed to be immortal patterns flowing out from under her feet.
And her figure flew out directly and fell on the street, blood spurting out of her mouth.
"Puch."
Seeing this, instead of showing a trace of sympathy on the faces of everyone around him, they all had a look of ridicule.
Your young master is awesome, but this is not the capital of your arrogance.
This time it was better, it was better than not pretending, and he was educated by Emperor Jun Tian.
"Young master will not let you go!!"
"Is it?"
Emperor Jun Tian looked indifferent. He had indeed heard various rumors about this young master of the Ji clan after this birth.
even!!
Even the two holy bodies of the Jun family, Jun Wanjian and Jun Qinghuang, one was fucked by Sheng Sheng and his Taoist heart was broken, and the other was fucked by Sheng Sheng... and his mind was lost, which is a shame.
This time, he and Jun Cangtian were ordered to come to Sword Valley. The ancestors of the ages had only one request, no matter what the cost, they must get the inheritance of the sword master!