God sick?

All the people in Tiangong's expressions condensed, showing a look of surprise.

The word sickness, not to mention the sky, is extremely remote even to the immortal.

After cultivating the Tao, avoiding all diseases is the basic operation.

How could God get sick?

Taoist Junjun thoughtfully said: "Senior said that the sky has undergone unknowable drastic changes?"

"good."

The tomb guard nodded, "Back then, the law of heaven was suddenly reversed, causing all the monks to practice problems. The avenue was chaotic, the law was retrograde, and the four seasons were indeterminate, causing everyone to fall into chaos."

Everyone showed a stunned look. In this case, Tian is indeed sick.

The girl asked, "What happened afterwards?"

"The chaos didn't last long, it lasted for thousands of years, and it didn't cause much damage at first."

The tomb guard took a deep breath, and then said: "But then, many monks who had problems with their cultivation suddenly discovered a new method of cultivation, and...a new power appeared between the heaven and the earth!"

"This kind of cultivation method is faster and stronger. At one time, countless monks rushed to it, but more monks were cautious and kept vigilant against this inexplicable power."

Yang Jian immediately guessed: "Is this cultivation method related to unknown?"

The tomb guard nodded, "After a hundred years, everyone has discovered the problem. Those monks who have practiced the new cultivation method have become irritable, indifferent and ruthless, and have not restrained the hostility in their hearts. Unscrupulous, once created endless killing."

Long Er frowned, "This is a demon, just like someone who has been contaminated by the unknown. Didn't he take any measures?"

"Of course measures have been taken, and several peak forces in the Source Realm immediately joined forces with countless monks to resist this cultivation method."

The tomb guard shook his head, "It's just too late. At that time, some of the elders of the top powers had cultivated into the road. In addition, the inexplicable power in the world was already extremely strong. There is even a form of gray fog, almost covering the entire source world."

Grey fog?

Everyone in Tiangong took a breath.

Unexpectedly, the origin of the gray fog is like this.

The tomb guard continued: "Yes, the gray mist is the unknown! The Xeons of the post-source world jointly shot and tried every means to seal the unknown, which led to the current situation."

Taoist Junjun asked: "How did this gray fog come about?"

"Regarding the gray mist, there were many conjectures back then, but only two were approved by the owner."

The tomb-keeper said: "The first possibility is that this unclear taboo is broken by others and created the most evil cultivation method. The second possibility is that the rules of the heavens are chaotic, and this is born. Plant the power to destroy the world."

Yang Jian said, "Since you say that God is sick, you are more inclined to the second possibility?"

The face of the tomb guard was proud, and he said with a smile: "What a demeanor the master back then. As one of the strongest people at the beginning, he is confident that his strength is standing at the peak. It is impossible for anyone to create this weirdness on top of him. the power of."

"Then who left the word "fan"?"

Nun Nun asked her most concerned question.

"he is…"

The tone of the tombkeeper paused, with a confused look on his face, then he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"I only know that the person who left it is very, very important. The owner has been waiting for his return, and all the strongest are waiting for his return."

"Waiting for his return? But the Xeons are no longer there."

"Yes, they are always there!"

The grave guard said firmly, "They have left behind strength, just waiting for him to return and fight again!"

"Are you talking about those... Yuanchi Saint Realm?"

Ryuuji and Nun Nun were taken aback at the same time.

They couldn't help but think of the scene in the source pond holy realm.

Those treasures, spiritual relics, and exercises will follow them actively, and everything in the source pond holy realm will be biased towards them, originally for the purpose of fighting again!

At the same time, they thought of their disdain for those treasures, and couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

The people in Tiangong are in awe.

People have died in battle, but the power still exists, only to fight again with their own power for future generations!

Those Origin Pond Saint Realm are clearly monumental monuments of heroes!

The guardian of the tomb looked at Nun Nun and others, with enviable brilliance in his eyes, and said, "Since you have his breath in your body, then you must have some contact with him. You are destined to have a boundless future. You can step onto the top of the avenue. The age depends on you."

His phantom is getting lighter and weaker, and it is about to dissipate.

With a wave of his hand, Luoshen Bow and Luoshen Arrow were suspended in front of Nun Nu and Ryu Er.

"Here contains the root power of the master, and I am willing to fight side by side with you!"

Long Er stretched out a small hand, and took it cautiously, "We won't bury this bow."

"The ancestral land has been opened, and the unknown aura reappears, the heaven and the earth are bound to fall, and there is not much time left..."

With the last warning from the tombkeeper, his phantom gradually faded and disappeared without a trace.

at the same time.

Somewhere in the source world, a large sect is located.

In the back mountain of the Zongmen, there is a huge mausoleum.

Two disciples are guarding the entrance of the mausoleum.

"Hey, our Tianyun Sect was also a top-level power back then, but now it has not fallen to this point. Even a small Beihe Mo family dare to provoke us."

"Yeah, our Tianyun Sect has existed for endless years, and Beihe Mo Family has just risen for only eight thousand years. It's really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by a dog!"

"Boom!"

But at this moment, the cemetery behind them heard a roar.

A breath raged out of it, leaving the two of them breathless.

"This, this is..."

The two disciples looked into the depths of the tomb with horror.

"Old... how can there be movement in the ancestor's tomb?!"

You know, the ancestor has fallen for endless years, the ancestor of the founding faction of the Tianyun Sect!

Before they could react, the pupils of the two disciples shrank together, and their brains went blank.

I saw that an old man walked out of the tomb slowly.

His face was withered, skinny as wood, and his body was like a dried corpse, surrounded by wisps of gray mist.

A voice that was hoarse enough to make people feel goosebumps came from his mouth, "Who knows the big dream first, today I'm back again!"

"Old... ancestor?!"

The legs of the two disciples softened, and they knelt to the ground in unison, their bodies trembling.

They were surprised and happy.

What is shocking is that people who have been dead for countless years have come back to life.

What I like is that the ancestor is so famous. It was because of the sudden death of the ancestor that the status of the Sky Cloud Sect plummeted. For countless years, each year has been worse than one year, and this has been reduced to this point.

Now that the ancestors have recovered, Tianyun Sect might be able to rule the entire Origin Realm!

They were extremely awed and said: "The disciples of the Tianyun Sect welcome the ancestors to return to the world!"

The ancestor laughed and said, "Hahaha, very good. As the first disciple I saw after I was born, I should give you a good luck!"

The two disciples immediately overjoyed and said quickly, "Thank you, ancestor!"

The eyes of the ancestor burst out with weird rays, and the gray mist on his body was like thousands of tentacles, grabbing at the two disciples with their teeth and claws!

"Ah! Ah"

"Just let you become my ancestors and my nutrients!"

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