Chapter 230 Familiar figure

Such dialogues did not only happen in Taibai Jianzong.

It also happened in the Xianchi Sect, in the Fuyao Sect, in every sect, and in the hearts of every monk.

Such doubts have arisen in everyone's mind.

Who is that figure?Is she human or god?
How does this exist?
Bai Lu's strike was too shocking. For all the monks present, the world was turned upside down in that backhand, and hundreds of millions of ghosts were wiped out, which deeply shocked their hearts.

Everyone was confused and shocked.

This has completely surpassed their understanding of Yuanshen Shenjun, and even surpassed their understanding of the powerful.

It has been millions of years in the world of cultivating immortals that no one has performed Mahayana stunts.

It turns out that a truly powerful person will have such a world-changing power in every gesture.

These records in the ancient books unexpectedly reappeared in front of them.

While at a loss, everyone felt a kind of tremor and excitement from the depths of their souls.

This is the simplest pursuit and emotion of a cultivator towards the Dao.

Just like a young eagle looking at the blue sky, and a young Jiao looking at the sea, every qualified cultivator will feel the call of the Dao from the majestic blue light.

"This must be a power beyond the Primordial God!"

Someone said excitedly.

Even in the run, it is difficult to hide the excitement.

Especially for those arrogances of the Nine Great Immortal Sects, the figure in the blue light had a greater impact on them than the gray mist tide itself.

That kind of majestic power made them feel a kind of excitement and trembling from the depths of their souls.

Let them know that there are heavens and humans outside the sky, and that there are such powerful people in this world.
"She must be a great power left over from the Middle Ages. She didn't want to see the lives of people in ruins, so she suddenly manifested her holiness and enlightened us."

Thinking of the records of the sect, the arrogance of these nine immortal sects couldn't help but imagine and make all kinds of guesses.

Someone touched the center of his brow, and his eyes showed admiration.

Make up your mind secretly.

"We must rush back as soon as possible to make the Zongmen ready, and we can't waste the painstaking efforts of the elders."

There are also people who are worried, thinking of other things, and can't help showing worry on their faces.

"Even such a great power has been born, it seems that this catastrophe is really not a trivial matter."

In the team of Kunshan Sect.

A Foundation Establishment True Cultivator followed at the back of the team, staring at the sky behind him in a daze.

This is a gentle-looking young man with only the fourth level of foundation building, and he belongs to the lowest level in the entire Kunshan sect team.

However, he was born in Xiaohui Peak, and he was highly regarded by Fang Zhuoran, the Tianjiao of Xiaohui Peak, so he was also a little famous among the foundation-building disciples of the Kunshan Sect this time.

"Brother Tang, what are you looking at?"

Seeing the young man's disoriented appearance, the Foundation Establishment companion beside him asked curiously.

The eyes still carry the excitement of seeing the mighty one.

At the same time, he was also full of envy for the senior brother in front of him.

This senior brother was originally just an ordinary qi training disciple of Xiaohui Peak, with average aptitude.

During a mission, he discovered the inheritance of the Apocalypse, and since then, he has been on the rise, with good luck.

First he made a breakthrough from the mid-stage of Qi training to the late stage of Qi training, and then he was accepted as a personal pass by Elder Jin Dan, and finally successfully established the foundation, and he was also highly regarded by his personal disciple, Senior Brother Fang.

In just thirty years, it is already a true cultivation in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

The reason why he was able to follow Senior Brother Fang's team to the Canghui Mist Tide this time was also thanks to Senior Brother Tang.

"Why do I feel that figure looks familiar?"

The young man surnamed Tang's eyes were a little lost, and he murmured to himself.

"What figure?"

(End of this chapter)

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