It was a young man's voice, cold and majestic.

Among them, there is also a strong contempt and contempt.

Jiang Tiansheng has been in a coma. Naturally, he can't hear him.

Jiang Tianyi was on the edge of coma, but he could hear clearly.

But he felt that the voice was familiar, but a little strange.

As for Qin Dong standing at the gate of the main hall, he was stunned.

He was stunned for a moment, only to feel that the voice was very familiar.

The next moment, as he searched for memories and recalled the sound, an endless fear welled up in his mind.

In an instant, his mind and reason were filled with endless fear.

More than 1100 years ago, the familiar scenes, branded in the spirit and unforgettable images, reappeared in his mind.

All of a sudden, Qin Dong was cold, and the whole person was stunned.

His face turned pale, his eyes staring at the dark hall, his mind became blank.

Besides him, in the sky outside the palace, Xu Zhang, Gu Xi and Lu Qingsong were also stiff, their eyes suddenly widened, and they were filled with panic and horror.

They could not believe that the strange and familiar voice appeared again.

Then, there are pictures of memories of thousands of years ago, which are churning in their minds.

The scenes of swords and swords, blood and blood, and humiliation made the three people shiver and sweat.

When

It was not only the three of them, but also Qin Dong, the left protector of Dharma, and even the whole ancient school of Bailian.

On that day, the young man with white clothes and black hair stepped into the ancient school.

He used his sword to kill the whole ancient school.

Whether it is the youth Tianjiao, or the respected predecessors of great ability.

Even the patriarch and the elder were all subject to the sword of the young man in white, shivering like a mole ant or a dead dog.

The proud and unyielding Taishang elder, unable to bear humiliation and attack, blew himself up on the spot.

As a result, more than half of the cave where the ancient school of Bainian was located was destroyed, and a hundred thousand li of mountains and rivers were reduced to ruins.

And the young man in white is still intact.

On that day, it was a nightmare for all the disciples of the ancient school.

Original.

Thousands of years ago, after the great war between the gods, the young man in white stained the starry sky and fell with hatred.

The people of the ancient sect thought that the nightmare was over.

Once humiliation and disaster, but also with the white youth dissipated, never return.

But now.

When the cold and contemptuous voice sounded again, Qin Dong, Xu Zhang, Gu Xi and Lu Qingsong all felt trance.

It was as if they were back in those days, in a sea of corpses and blood in the Shura field.

They remembered the fear of being dominated by the young man and the sword.

What the hell?

Isn't that man dead long ago?

How could his voice come back?

Chen Lan is the only one who can keep calm inside and outside the palace.

He looked blankly at the heavenly palace, the frightened Qin Dong, and the three elders beside him.

He did not understand how the master and the three elders reacted in this way?

They seem very scared!

But what are they afraid of?

Thinking of this, Chen Lan can't help but look at Yan Shan Gao behind him, and wants to ask.

However.

He found that Yan shangao was trembling all over, his face was as pale as clay, and his expression and eyes were full of panic.

Even, the whole person is in a trance, unconscious.

"Uncle Yan, this What's going on?

The voice just now seems to be the beast of Tianxing. Why do you... "

Yan Shan looked at the heavenly palace with wide eyes. His voice trembled and he roared wildly: "it's him! It's his voice, he's back!!

It's impossible!

How could he be alive if he died early tomorrow?

Why didn't I find out before?

Why him? "

See Yan mountain high fear, hysterical roar, Chen Lan suddenly understand what.

It occurred to him.

More than 1100 years ago, he was ordered by his master to leave the ancient school of refining and go to perform a task in the secular world.

That was three years.

When he finished his task and returned to the ancient clan of Bailian, he saw that the whole cave was in a mess, full of ruins and smoke.

There are only ruins, countless corpses and bloodstains left behind.

The number of families has dropped by more than half.

Tianjiao people, elders and Dharma protectors who were once high spirited became silent and dejected.At that time LAN just knew.

All these were given by the young man in white.

And his name, only two words.

Sword God!

At this moment, Chen Lan saw the reaction of Yan shangao and the three elders and masters, and immediately understood.

"It's him! It was the sword God!

No! How can this be possible? "

Chen Lan also silly eyes, staring at the heavenly palace, can not help but low shout.

And this time.

At the bottom of the main hall of the heavenly palace came the cold and majestic voice.

"If the ancient school of refining is just like that, it will only bully the weak, then there is no need to exist.

Qin Dong, Xu Zhang, Gu Xi, Lu Qingsong You are so full of evil that you should give thanks to death

With the sound spread out, the hall also gushed out of the depths of the invisible pressure and murderous spirit.

The terror that covers the world and everywhere is like the arrival of the Supreme God.

The icy murderous air made people's blood freeze and their hearts stop, as if they were covered by death.

If only his voice had been heard just now, there were still doubts about his identity, which was unbelievable.

At this moment, the last doubt and fluke in people's hearts were eliminated.

They are absolutely certain.

That's right!

That's him, sword God!

That horrible guy, back again!

At this moment, Qin Dong and Xu Zhang and others could not help shivering, and their minds were completely swallowed up by fear.

Without any hesitation, they turn around subconsciously and fly away like dirt in the distance.

"Run away!"

"Run

"Don't kill us when we haven't been here."

"Lord sword God, spare your life!"

In the mouth of Qin Dong and Xu Zhang, different voices were shouting.

But they all ran away from the heavenly palace with the fastest speed and panic.

In the blink of an eye, the crowd fled without a trace.

Including Yan Shan Gao, and Chen Lan, who is frightened and uneasy.

Lying in the corner of the hall, Jiang Tianyi, who was close to coma, was also shocked.

"How could that happen? How did the voice of Tianxing change?

Qin Dong and the people of the ancient school of Bai Lian didn't see him at all. They just heard his voice. How could they be so scared? "

When he was confused, he suddenly remembered that when Guxi was running away, he said, "Lord sword God, spare your life!"

After reading this, Jiang Tianyi was stunned on the spot.

"Sword God? He is indeed the great benefactor of the Jiang family. I am not wrong! "

The incomparable surprise surged into my heart, and Jiang Tianyi fainted as soon as his eyes were black.

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