"Father, is Master really that strong? Can one person be worthy of four saints?"
On an unknown island outside Penglai Island on the coast of the East China Sea, Ao Li stood on the sea cliff, looking at the blue sky not far away.
Seabirds circled and sang in the sky, and a breeze blew by, causing a strand of hair to flutter.
A trace of longing flashed across that delicate cheek.
When will I become fearless of saints?
"Haha, Li'er, your master is not a simple one. It can be said that among the six saints in the prehistoric era, your master is the strongest."
Next to Ao Li, an old man with a slightly stooped body stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes seemed to contain all the world, deep and vast.
"Are saints also divided into strong and weak?"
Upon hearing his father's words, Ao Li turned his head, a trace of doubt flashing across his delicate cheeks.
The saint claims to be immortal. Since he is immortal, how can he be strong or weak?
"It is true that saints themselves are not strong or weak, but magic weapons are!"
Ao Yuan looked at Penglai Island not far away with deep and profound eyes, "Sage Tongtian is worthy of the name Tongtian. The four most lethal swords in history are enough to make him undefeated against the four saints!"
Facing four saints without defeat? !
Hearing this, Ao Li was stunned for a moment.
“It is neither copper nor iron nor steel, it was once hidden under Mount Sumeru.
If you don't need to reverse the yin and yang to refine, how can there be no water and fire to temper the edge?
Killing the Immortal is powerful, killing the Immortal is dead, and trapping the Immortal glows red everywhere.
The changes of the immortals are endless and wonderful, and the clothes of the great gods are stained with blood. "
Ao Yuan withdrew his gaze, looked at Ao Li who was stunned on the spot, and smiled, "The four swords of Zhu Xian are not scary. What is scary is that the four swords merge into a formation."
"What do you think of the final formation of the two witch clans?"
Ao Li came back to his senses. After hearing these words, a scene from a hundred thousand years ago subconsciously appeared in his mind.
The star formation in the sky almost caused the entire universe to start spinning wildly. The scene of hundreds of millions of monsters standing on the stars in the sky is unprecedented!
The twelve capital formations were equally terrifying, with ten beams of light that looked like pillars of creation rising from the earth and penetrating the sky and the earth.
The ten figures that looked like gods and demons made Ao Li, who was still living in the river of time at that time, couldn't help but tremble in his soul when he thought about it now.
"scary!"
After a long silence, Ao Li finally uttered only three words.
He couldn't find any words to describe the great formation of the Lich and Lich clans.
"Haha, these two formations are indeed terrifying. They can even be called the two most terrifying killing formations in history."
"However, if the four swords of Zhu Xian merge, it will be more terrifying than these two killing formations!"
More terrifying than the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation and the Twelve Heavenly Formations? !
Hearing this, Ao Li subconsciously felt suspicious.
Although the saint is terrifying, almost no one in the ancient world has seen the saint take action.
But the two killing formations were witnessed by all creatures in the world with their own eyes. The once vast land was divided into four continents and countless fragments by the evil aura, and the nine days were also divided into thirty-three days by the power of countless stars.
Such a terrifying killing array has long been deeply engraved in the souls of all living creatures in the ancient world.
Many people know about the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, but few people know that the Four Swords of Zhu Xian can form a sword formation.
After all, there are only a handful of people in the entire prehistoric era who can make Master Tongtian use his full strength.
Ao Li knew his father, so even though he subconsciously doubted it, he had already begun to accept it in his heart.
"Master...is he really that strong?"
Thinking of the elegant young man in the small courtyard who was approachable and always had a smile on his lips, Ao Li murmured in disbelief.
Beyond Haiya, Ao Yuan's body was slowly fading. He looked at Ao Li, with a faint smile appearing on his old face.
"Tongtian Saint is so strong."
"Just like when I mention your master's name now, he can feel it. Maybe he is still watching it now."
"This old boy!" Tongtian, a million miles away in the depths of Penglai Island, shook his head in confusion, "I feel a little embarrassed for bragging about me like this."
On the other side, Ao Li looked at his father's disappearing figure, but another person appeared in his mind.
"Li'er, your friend named Xuan Fan is very extraordinary. If you can, have a good relationship with him."
"If you can become a true friend with him, you might be even luckier than you becoming the disciple of Saint Tongtian."
These were the last two words Ao Yuan said when he left. The moment he appeared in the small courtyard, he could tell that the relationship between Tang Hao and Tong Tian was not simple.
Fellow Taoist Xuanfan...is he really so extraordinary?
On the sea cliff, Ao Li's figure stood alone, with long hair flying.
His voice was no longer gentle, but became as crisp as wind chimes.
...
At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, in a human town.
The moment Wu Shuang made a move towards Qinghe, in a bamboo loft deep in the Xuanming tribe dozens of kilometers away, a woman suddenly stood up.
"not good!"
The beautiful figure disappeared from the attic in an instant, but Wu Shuang, as a creature in the realm of Da Luo, was also on guard against Qingyou's sudden stop. This blow was probably only something that could be stopped by a saint-level being.
"Damn Wu Shuang, are you trying to kill our clan?"
In just an instant, Xuan Ming's figure appeared above everyone from the attic, but it was too late. Wu Shuang's big vein-covered hand was about to touch Qing He's forehead.
A Daluo-level blow could definitely shatter the skull of Qinghe, who was not as good as a Xuanxian!
Various emotions flashed through Xuan Ming's eyes, including anger, doubt, confusion, and a trace of fear.
At this time, she regretted why she didn't tell Qinghe's true identity.
Without even thinking about it, Wu Shuang definitely thought Qinghe was his mount and thought it was no big deal to kill her.
But in the entire Xuanming tribe, only Xuanming knew how terrifying Qinghe's background was!
At Xuan Ming's feet, everyone present was also stunned.
No one thought that Wu Shuang, as a Daluo-level existence, would actually conduct a sneak attack!
No one had time to stop it, and no one could stop it. Everyone could only watch the big hand filled with death moving towards Qing He's white and smooth forehead!
"Hmph! It's just a green luan. I even ate dragon liver and phoenix marrow back then!"
"It just so happens that I haven't eaten meat for so many years, so let's use you as a toothpaste first!"
Qinghe, who was facing Wu Shuang's big hand, was already staying in place.
Instead of closing his eyes and waiting for death, he lightly pursed his lips, a trace of pity flashing in his eyes.
mercy? What does it mean?
Naturally, Wu Shuang saw that trace of mercy and became furious.
How does one exist? How dare you, a mysterious immortal, show such a look? !
But before Wu Shuang could increase the intensity of his hand again, a mysterious pattern suddenly appeared on Qing He's white and smooth forehead.
The pattern is small and full of mystery. It looks like a small sword.
What is this?
Looking at the pattern that suddenly appeared, an extremely dangerous aura instantly filled Wu Shuang's body.
In a daze, Wu Shuang felt that his soul was trembling, and a very terrifying idea suddenly arose in his mind.
His subconscious told him that he was...certain to die!
In a corner not far from the crowd, Tang Hao, who was wearing a green shirt, looked at the small sword pattern on Qing He's forehead and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
It's really comfortable to be friends with a being like Lord Tongtian. You don't even have to worry about the safety of your mount.
When Qiong Qi triggered the first sword intention of Qinghe, Tang Hao was just outside the box and did not experience the feeling of Master Tongtian's sword intention.
Now it happened that Wu Shuang was looking for death, but he was dragging the other party's luck.
The moment the small sword appeared on Qinghe's forehead, it seemed as if time around him had stopped.
In the entire world, only the small sword pattern continued to circulate, and an ethereal sword light slowly floated out from Qinghe's forehead.
The light of the sword is ethereal, but the sword's intent is not diminished.
Endless killing intent instantly filled the entire world.
Wu Shuang's hand still kept the downward motion, but his eyes, which had been calm from the beginning, were now full of panic.
This...what the hell is going on? ! !
