ancient god emperor

Chapter 654 This place...became a Jedi from now on!
"If the ancient times are gone, then are we all a pile of dead bones?" A warrior looked cold, he stepped out and questioned Chu Yun!

"Since we are all immortal warriors, then we should have a reincarnation mark on our bodies. If you are stubborn, I will let you give up!" The warrior sneered, and a mirror of ups and downs appeared in his hand!

"Reincarnation mirror?" Chu Yun frowned. The so-called reincarnation mirror is a mirror that can reflect reincarnation. The existence of death has a reincarnation mark on its body!

"Buzz!"

There was a dull humming sound from the reincarnation realm, and it suddenly swept across many warriors, but none of them had reincarnation marks on them. Could it be that they were living warriors?
This is impossible, the ancients do not know how long it has been decayed, the years are long, and it has already flowed for tens of thousands of years. How could the ancients of the past walk in this world? !

"There is no imprint of reincarnation, little friend, you still worry too much, leave this place, my Saints, you are not welcome!" Sword Saint Ling Tian said lightly.

Chu Yun raised his brows. This desperate place is too unbelievable. The formerly powerful Lingtian Sword Saint has not fallen, nor has the formerly powerful All Saints Sect. Everything remains the same!
This is a dream?A dream of going back to the ancient times? !
At this time, Chu Yun felt a bit of bitterness in his heart. This bitterness did not come from him, but from the Eight Sages in his inheritance!

"The ancient times are dead, and everything in the past is nothing more than a dream!" Chu Yun said word by word, and for some reason, he was also haunted by this inexplicable bitterness and couldn't shake it off.

"The sky is broken!"

Chu Yun muttered, the cultivation in his body was running, and all the memories of the previous battle emerged in his mind. It was the scene where the void was shattered and the Saints were completely abolished!
"All saints fall!"

A tear rolled from the corner of Chu Yun's eyes. He had received the inheritance of the saints, and he also shed tears for the tragic battle of the past!
In the sky, there was a scene of the conquest and fall of the saints. The earth was shattered, the void was shattered, and the saints fell bloody. This is a sad song!
"Desolate and ancient!"

The antiquity has come to an end, the inheritance of many forces has been broken, and a new era has opened, and all traces of the antiquity are slowly fading away!

"impossible!"

A martial artist's face was full of blood and tears. Although his sensibility told him that he did not fall, nor did he die in ancient times, his rationality told him that what he saw was true!
"Has the ancient era been destroyed? Then who am I? Am I still me?!" Another warrior laughed wildly. Could it be that his whole life is false?Everything here is illusory? !
At this moment, light rain began to fall again in the sky. The hazy sky was covered with a few wisps of dark clouds, and the bright sun was hidden behind the dark clouds. Everything still looked as quiet as in ancient times!

"Old Ancestor, tell us, this is not illusory, and the ancient times have not died!" A martial artist shouted with tears in his eyes.

Sword Saint Ling Tian, ​​who had been sitting cross-legged on the Taoist platform, sighed. He seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, and his body became more and more hazy, as if he was about to drift away with the wind.

"Old Ancestor, you..." A martial artist was stunned, he stared blankly at the changes of Sword Saint Ling Tian, ​​could it be that, as Chu Yun said, Huang Gu has already decayed, and all the saints have also fallen? !

"impossible!"

Many warriors cried out in grief, tears flowed from the corners of their eyes, they had already got the answer in their hearts, and they also remembered the broken memories of the ancient times!
In that battle, the All Saints Sect was shattered, all the Saints fell, and the Sword Saint Ling Tian marched retrogradely, and disappeared without a trace. They have indeed fallen!
"We... have already fallen!" A martial artist lamented, his body became hazy, and then turned into a black mist. This is not a ray of wisdom, but a ray of obsession!
A lot of black mist rose up and turned into clusters of black mist. This is a ray of obsession of the warriors of the holy sect in the ancient times, a ray of obsession that does not want to die!
Looking at the rising black mist, Ling Tian Sword Saint's body became more and more hazy, but he did not turn into mist.

"Why... come here... to disturb my slumber!" Ling Tian Sword Saint revealed a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"I'm not Sword Saint Ling Tian. In the previous battle, the three souls and seven souls of Sword Saint Ling Tian were all scattered, and I was just one of them..." The sadness in the eyes of Sword Saint Ling Tian became more and more intense.

"I collect all the obsessions that have not passed away here, just to reproduce an All Saints sect. I can reshape an All Saints sect that lives in my memory, but... why do you want to disturb my Qing Dynasty? Dream?!"

The voice of Ling Tian Sword Saint's soul was icy cold, carrying wisps of coercion, and instantly charged at Chu Yun's body, causing Chu Yun to roll upside down and smash hard on the mountain.

"Because... I got the inheritance of the Eight Sages... I don't want to see you sink here!" Chu Yun said, he finally understood why the bitterness of those eight imprints was born in his spiritual sea!
"A dream of yellow beams is just a dream of yellow beams after all. Why is senior so obsessed with it?" Chu Yun said, "I don't know when the catastrophe will come. Do you want seniors to stay here for the rest of their lives?"

"How powerful was the Sword Saint Ling Tian in the past? He was never timid in the face of thousands of troops, and he earned a great reputation!" Chu Yun said every word.

"Let's go, don't disturb my slumber... When the wild catastrophe will come, it has nothing to do with me, and I am not Ling Tian Sword Master, I just carry his obsession left over from his memory!"

"I can't do anything about this ancient world, but I can keep the last memory of the All Saints... this place... has become a Jedi since then!" Ling Tian Sword Saint said with sadness on his face, "If I say this place is true, then this place is real!"

The soul of Sword Saint Ling Tian waved his hand suddenly, and the hazy black mist once again condensed into individual fighters. This desperate place is an illusion created by one soul of Sword Saint Ling Tian.

"I'd rather live in my own dreamland. I'd rather be drunk and sleep forever. I'll dream for thousands of years. The years are long and ancient dreams, and the reincarnation is reckless!" Lingtian Sword Master waved his hand again, and Chu Yun's body was sent out of this mountain!
"Let's go, this place has become a Jedi, if you enter this place again, be careful I will kill you!" Lingtian Sword Saint secretly transmitted voice!
The faces of those warriors who had been reshaped showed blank expressions. They looked at the ancestors on the platform and asked, "Ancestor, what happened just now? Why do I have no memory at all?"

"Nothing happened just now, it's just that an old man spared people's dreams, let's not talk about it, let's continue to understand the meaning of the Taoist realm..." Sword Saint Ling Tian closed his eyes, but his soul body became more and more blurred!
(End of this chapter)