This was the voice of a young man, cold and majestic.
It is also filled with deep contempt and disdain.
Jiang Tiansheng was already unconscious, so naturally he couldn't hear.
Jiang Tianyi was on the verge of coma, but he heard clearly.
But he felt that this voice was very familiar, but also a little strange.
As for Qin Dong, who was standing at the door of the hall, his body stiffened and he was stunned.
He was stunned for a moment, thinking that the voice was very familiar.
The next moment, when he searched for memories and recalled this voice, endless fear suddenly surged into his mind.
In an instant, his mind and reason were filled with endless fear.
More than 1,100 years ago, that familiar scene after scene, which was imprinted in his soul and unforgettable, appeared in his mind again.
Suddenly, Qin Dong's body was filled with coldness, and he was stunned.
His face turned pale, his eyes widened, staring into the depths of the dark hall, and his mind went blank.
Not just him, in the sky outside the palace,
Xu Zhang, Gu Xi and Lu Qingsong also froze, and their eyes suddenly widened, showing signs of fear and horror.
They couldn't believe that that strange yet familiar voice appeared again.
What followed was memories of thousands of years ago, tumbling endlessly in their minds.
Scenes of swords and swords, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, scenes of extreme humiliation made the three of them tremble and break into cold sweats.
then……
That was not only a disaster for the three of them, but also for Zuo Protector Qin Dong, and even for the entire Ancient Hundred Refiners Sect.
That day, the young man from the human race with white clothes and black hair stepped into the Ancient Hundred Refining Sect.
He wielded his sword alone and slaughtered the entire ancient Bailian Sect.
Whether it is a young genius or a highly respected senior capable person.
In fact, even the sect leader and the Supreme Elder surrendered to the sword of the young man in white, trembling like ants and dead dogs.
The proud Supreme Elder couldn't stand the humiliation and blow, so he blew himself up on the spot.
As a result, most of the cave where the Ancient Hundred Refining Sect was located was destroyed, and hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were reduced to ruins.
And the young man in white is still intact.
That day was a nightmare for all the disciples of the Ancient Bailian Sect.
original.
After the war between the gods a thousand years ago, the young man in white was stained with blood in the outer starry sky and died with hatred.
Everyone in the Ancient Bailian Sect thought that the nightmare was over.
The humiliation and disaster of the past also disappeared with the young man in white, never to return.
But now.
When that cold, contemptuous voice sounded again, Qin Dong, Xu Zhang, Gu Xi, Lu Qingsong and others all felt in a trance.
It was as if they were back in the past, in a Shura field surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
They thought again of the fear of being dominated by that young man and that sword.
What the hell?
Isn’t that man dead long ago?
How could his voice appear again?
The only person who could remain calm inside and outside the palace was Chen Lan.
He looked at Tianyi Palace with a blank expression, looked at Qin Dong who was full of fear, and then looked at the three elders beside him.
He couldn't understand why the master and the three elders reacted like this.
They seemed very scared!
But what are they afraid of?
Thinking of this, Chen Lan couldn't help but look at Yan Shangao behind him, wanting to ask.
However.
He found that Yan Shangao was trembling all over, his face was earth-colored, and his expression and eyes were full of fear.
In fact, the whole person was in a trance and was unconscious.
"Uncle Yan, what...what's going on?
That voice just now seemed to belong to that beast Tianxing, why did you..."
Yan Shangao stared at Tianyi Palace with wide eyes, his voice trembled, and he roared like crazy: "It's him! It's his voice, he's back again!!"
This is impossible!
He was obviously dead a long time ago, how could he still be alive?
Why didn't I notice it before?
Why him?"
Seeing Yan Shangao being so frightened and roaring hysterically, Chen Lan suddenly understood something.
He suddenly remembered.
More than 1,100 years ago, he left the Ancient Bailian Sect at the order of his master and went to perform tasks in the secular world.
It was three years since I left.
When he completed his mission and returned to the Ancient Bailian Sect, he saw that the entire cave was in a mess, with ruins and gunpowder smoke everywhere.
The once glorious and prosperous ancient Bailian Sect only remains in ruins, as well as countless corpses and blood stains.
The number of people in the sect has dropped by more than half.
The once high-spirited geniuses, aloof elders and guardians have all become taciturn and dejected.
Only then did Chen Lan know.
All this is thanks to the young man in white.
And his name only has two words.
Sword God!
At this moment, Chen Lan saw Yan Shangao and the three elders, and understood the master's reaction instantly.
"It's him! It's the sword god back then!
No! How is this possible?!"
Chen Lan was also dumbfounded, staring at the Palace of Heaven's Will in stunned silence, and couldn't help but let out a low cry.
And this time.
From the depths of the main hall of Tianyi Palace, that cold, majestic voice came again.
"If the Ancient Hundred Refiners Sect only bullies the weak as before, then there would be no need for its existence.
Qin Dong, Xu Zhang, Gu Xi, Lu Qingsong... you have committed many crimes, and you should die to apologize!"
As this voice came out, invisible pressure and murderous intent emerged from the depths of the hall.
The terrifying coercion that envelopes the world and everywhere is like the arrival of the peak god king.
The bone-chilling murderous aura froze everyone's blood and stopped their heartbeats, as if they were shrouded in death.
If we say that everyone only heard his voice just now, they still have doubts about his identity and are still in disbelief.
At this moment, the last doubts and luck in everyone's minds were eliminated.
They were absolutely certain.
That’s right!
It's him, the Sword God!
That scary guy is back again!
At this moment, Qin Dong, Xu Zhang and others could not help but tremble, their minds completely consumed by fear.
Without any hesitation, they turned around subconsciously and flew away into the distance with earth-colored faces.
"Run away!"
"Run quickly!"
"Don't kill us, just pretend we never came!"
"Lord Sword God, please spare my life!"
Qin Dong, Xu Zhang and others shouted different voices.
But they all fled the Palace of Heaven's Will as quickly as possible and in terror.
In the blink of an eye, everyone fled without a trace.
Including Yan Shangao and the frightened Chen Lan.
Jiang Tianyi, who was lying in the corner of the hall, almost unconscious, also had a look of astonishment on his face, and was inexplicably shocked.
"How could this happen? Why did Mr. Tianxing's voice change?
Qin Dong and the people from the Ancient Bailian Sect didn't see him at all, they just heard his voice, why are they so frightened?"
While he was confused, he suddenly remembered that when Gu Xi was running away just now, he shouted, 'Sword God, spare your life!'
Thinking of this, Jiang Tianyi was also stunned on the spot.
"Lord Sword God? It is indeed him. He is indeed the great benefactor of the Jiang clan. I was not wrong!"
Unparalleled surprise came to his heart, Jiang Tianyi's eyes darkened and he fainted.