Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

Xuantianzong is gone.

Not very thorough.

The uninformed forces arrived late, not even a single pot and pan was left behind. In just a few days, Xuantianzong's lair was ransacked.

The disciples of Xuantianzong saw wave after wave of people entering arrogantly, they had no choice but to follow those people, because the slightest resistance would result in a severe beating.

The old ancestor fell inexplicably, without the protection of the powerful Xuantianzong, it was like a girl standing next to a bandit without any power to resist.

Some deacons and elders have also sought help from the Sword God Temple, but they did not expect that this Sword God Temple is a master who eats meat but does not spit out bones, and is more ferocious than the previous waves of people.

Since then, Xuantianzong has been in a slump and fell into a trough.

Compared to the beaming joy of other forces, the mood of the people in the Sword God Palace is not so wonderful.

They could clearly see the distress message from Xuantianzong earlier, the suzerain of Xuantianzong disappeared after he went to Zhongzhou.

As for the fall of the suzerain, it was deliberately spread by someone with a heart when Xuantianzong was panicking.

Obviously, the spread of this rumor played a catalytic role.

It added fire to the downfall of Xuantianzong.

Be it rumors or the truth, the facts don't matter at all now.

Sitting on the grand master's chair in the main hall of the Sword God Palace, Zhang Tianjian looked at the elders on both sides with a solemn expression, and did not speak for a long time.

He who has always been hiding his secrets, his face is already gloomy like water.

The atmosphere was dignified, and there was a silent oppression in the empty hall. Even if a needle fell on the ground at this moment, it would probably immediately attract everyone's attention.

Dead silence.

In the dead silence, no one dared to speak.

No one even dared to look directly at Zhang Tianjian.

"Everyone, who can give me an explanation, how did Yang Yun die?"

After a long time, Zhang Tianjian clasped the table heavily with his fingers, and said in a deep voice.

What he cares about is not Yang Yun's death, but whether all this will involve the Sword God Temple.

If it is really the people from Zhongzhou who attack, then they must be prepared.

After all, to be able to fall a saint, his ability can be said to be very powerful, but there is no news from his side.

The feeling that this kind of thing is out of control makes him feel a little uneasy.

When everyone heard this, their hearts trembled.

A few timid elders trembled violently.

As an existence of saint cultivation, he was only one step away from the legendary saint king. Zhang Tianjian's status was undoubtedly transcendent.

Therefore, when he showed signs of anger, even the elders who were far older than Zhang Tianjian were terrified.

At this time, a middle-aged man stood up.

"Hall Master, I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

Zhang Tianjian's eyes slowly focused on the past.

The latter's youthful face made him slightly taken aback.

After all, apart from him, there were all elderly people present.

It took him a long time to search for information about this person in his mind.

Ma Tong.

This one is also a legend.

Practicing Qi at the age of five, building the foundation at the age of ten, and at the age of 27, he reached the top of the Taoist Palace, broke through the five realms of the world, and reached the fairyland.

Moreover, he advanced by leaps and bounds, like a divine help on the road of cultivation. At the age of 50, he broke through the realm of the gods and became a half-step saint, breaking the record of the youngest saint in Huangtianyu.

Because of this, Ma Tong entered the Presbyterian Church, the power center of the Sword God Temple, at the age of less than half a hundred.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tianjian's face softened a little.

He nodded.

Ma Tong frowned, and said, "I believe that Yang Yun's death has something to do with Ye Qingyizi, the lord of Zhongzhou."

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar.

You know, Zhou Mu is just a warrior who is still far away from the foundation establishment stage. Compared with Yang Yun, who has already stood at the peak, it is like a gap between a tiny firefly and the vast moonlight.

Ma Tong's words mean that an ant killed an elephant, which is tantamount to fantasy, and even a bit ridiculous.

If other people say these words, it will definitely cause a lot of laughter.

But at this time, no one dared to laugh.

All the elders looked at Zhang Tianjian with solemn expressions.

They knew that Ma Tong must have his reasons for being able to say these words.

Zhang Tianjian frowned and said, "Tell me your reason."

Ma Tong shook his head, "Intuition."

"Since that's the case, then I'll leave this matter to you. It's best for me to use. If that kid doesn't know what to do, what should you do?"

A fierce light flashed in Zhang Tianjian's eyes.

Ma Tong nodded heavily, his voice was like thunder, "This subordinate understands."

at the same time.

In the deep mountains like a paradise.

The culprit who caused the turmoil in the outside world was squatting on the ground, looking at the pile of scrap metal in front of him with a strange expression.

"What the hell is this?"

He fiddled with it for a long time, but the few small iron pieces as black as carbon did not move.

Tried all kinds of means, but no effect at all.

In the end, he had to lose.

"Anyway, it's a reward from the system. Damn it, it doesn't work at all. It's a lie."

Zhou Mu muttered, as if feeling unwilling, he kicked hard.

砰

hiss!
Zhou Mu sucked in a sharp breath, and when he looked down, his toenails were deeply embedded in his toes, and blood had already flowed out.

In a corner he didn't pay attention to, a drop of his blood splashed on the small iron block, and it was instantly melted into it, leaving no trace at all.

It took a long time for Zhou Mu to recover.

His forehead was already dripping with sweat.

Just as he scolded his mother, those small iron blocks underwent earth-shaking changes, several dazzling streamers flashed, and several majestic halls appeared in front of him.

On the stone tablet next to the main hall, there are two large characters engraved impressively.

Zhou House.

Zhou Mu was stunned.

Good guy, is there still such a game?
He swallowed hard a few mouthfuls of saliva, and then slapped himself fiercely. After feeling the pain, he felt relieved that the majestic hall was still in front of him.

"Isn't it a dream? It's real, my God, God can really be kidding."

Zhou Mu said a few words with emotion, and the little girl ran up with wild fruits in her hands. She was taken aback when she saw the majestic hall, and then touched her hair subconsciously, "Did I go to the wrong place?"

After speaking, go down the mountain.

After walking a few steps, she sensed that something was wrong, ran up quickly, and looked carefully again, until she saw the familiar figure in front of the hall, she was sure that she came to the right place.

However, in the blink of an eye, such a majestic hall rose out of thin air.

Really jaw-dropping.

After being dazed, I was excited.

At this time, Zhou Mu also saw Ye Mujiu, and smiled and waved at him. The latter ran over and said excitedly, "Brother Mu, are these all your masterpieces?"

White and tender palm gestures.

Not to mention too happy.

It seems a little surprised by the magnificence and magnificence of the palace, and the dancing appearance is even cuter than the flowers blooming in spring.

Zhou Mu's eyes reflected Ye Mujiu's shadow.

He smiled and nodded.

"From now on, this will be our home."