Ye Yunluoli signed to the 10-year Dragon Sect

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The guardian did not answer Ye Yun's words, but narrowed his eyelids slightly, and an astonishing sword glow suddenly burst out from the depths of his eyes.

He was ready to attack.

The young man in white in front of him gave him a feeling of fear, which made him uneasy.

Only by drawing the sword can he feel at ease.

Ye Yun looked at the masked guy in front of him, and said calmly, "You don't deserve to know my name..."

"So arrogant!"

The guardian's inner anger erupted like a volcano.

Maybe it was because he couldn't bear this unknown threat any longer, so he chopped it down with a single sword.

This sword light seemed to be born from the vast galaxy, and when the sword fell, the heavens shook.

"What a powerful sword!"

"As expected of a Great Cultivator in the Destiny Realm, half a foot has stepped into the Realm of Life and Death!"

At this time, countless monks in the Enlightenment Square looked up at the sky, with incredible expressions on their faces.

This astonishing sword light was suddenly fixed in midair.

"You are so courageous, you even dare to do something to me!"

A cold voice suddenly resounded in the void.

Ye Yun looked at the sword light that was fixed in mid-air, with a slight sneer on his face.

If it is not after the old man.

How can this guardian be alive now?

"how can that be?"

The guardian saw that his sword light was fixed in the air and couldn't stab at all, and was almost frightened out of his wits.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of a possibility. The strong man in front of him should at least be a strong man in the life and death realm.

"call!"

Ye Yun took a deep breath.

This light breath landed on the bright and piercing sword light, which immediately turned into wisps of blue smoke and dissipated.

"It's so funny, Liu Yiyi, your descendants would actually do something to me, didn't you expect it?"

With his hands behind his back, Ye Yun walked towards the guardian step by step.

"You... how do you know the names of our ancestors?"

The guardian suddenly heard the name Liu Yiyi, and his expression changed immediately.

The names of the ancestors are taboo, only the guardians from generation to generation know.

Other than that, no one in the world knows.

But the young man in white in front of him knew the name of his ancestor.

How can this be?

There was a turbulent wave in the guardian's heart. Watching the young man in white walking step by step, he found that his body was actually imprisoned.

I can't even move a little finger.

"Is this how the guardian of the tenth floor of the Destiny Realm lost?"

Seeing this, many monks in the Enlightenment Square were scared out of their wits.

Some people turn around and want to run away.

Ye Yun glanced down lightly, and everyone was immediately restrained by a mysterious force, as if they had been immobilized.

Everyone looked at the young man in white in shock.

It is impossible to imagine what kind of shocking level this person's cultivation has reached!

Ye Yun walked up to the guardian, raised his hand, and slapped the guardian's face with a "slap".

The silver mask suddenly shattered, revealing an old face.

Now this old face has a terrified expression, and the depths of his eyes reveal indescribable despair.

"who are you?"

The guardian said with difficulty.

"Ye Yun."

Ye Yun spat out two words lightly.

"Ye Yun?"

The guardian frowned, whispering the name softly.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed across his mind.

His face contorted suddenly, and he said in a trembling voice, "This...how is this possible? How can you still be alive?"

The tone of his last words changed.

Because of this name, it is also passed down from generation to generation among the guardians.

Ye Yun and Liu Yiyi.

This is the creator of the two sword marks on the Sword King Stone.

To this day, only the guardians of generations know the names of these two men.

"It seems that you remembered..."

Ye Yun smiled calmly.

"It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible, your ancestors have been dead for almost 10 years, how can you survive?"

The guardian had a mental breakdown, talking crazily to himself.

It was really hard for him to imagine that the young man in white in front of him was the suzerain of the eternal sect Shenlongzong 10 years ago, known as the number one master of the eternal realm in the Cangnan Continent.

But how did he survive?

Not to mention the powerhouses in the Eternal Realm, even the legendary ones in the True God Realm, cannot live for 10 years!

"Nothing is impossible!"

Ye Yun smiled lightly, and suddenly tapped his finger in the air.

In front of him, a beautiful woman in red appeared.

"This is the ancestor..."

After seeing the woman's appearance, the guardian was shocked, and his knees suddenly softened, and he wanted to kneel on the ground.

But he was so imprisoned that he couldn't lift a little finger.

Suddenly, Ye Yun withdrew his mana.

The image of the woman also disappeared.

When he drew this portrait, he had already isolated everything, and only he and the guardian could see it all.

Maybe it hurts to see things.

Ye Yun's expression suddenly became more sad.

He took a deep breath.

After a few seconds, Ye Yun's expression became calm again, without any waves, the ray of sadness just now disappeared long ago.

Ye Yun has signed in the space for 10 years, and his heart has already been extremely strong.

He looked at the guardian and said lightly.

"You can be exonerated from the death penalty, but you cannot escape the death penalty. You should be suppressed for 500 years!"

After speaking, Ye Yun clicked lightly.

The guardian in front of him suddenly turned into a stone statue.

Ye Yun photographed the stone statue towards the mysterious space, and when the stone statue entered, all the disciples of the Sword King Palace also turned into stone statues at this moment.

Ye Yun gently tapped his hand.

The entire mountain range immediately rumbled into the ground.

He wrote a word.

"seal up!"

The big character shone with divine light, and after falling to the ground, it disappeared completely.

Seeing this young man in white clothes who looked like a god, all the monks in the Enlightenment Square were so frightened that their whole bodies became cold, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

A monk at the tenth floor of the Destiny Realm was easily suppressed in this way, and the suppression lasted for 500 years.

This method of suppression is miraculous, and they have never heard of it.

"You people should all be damned..."

Ye Yun looked indifferently at the thousands of monks below.

In his eyes, these monks are like ants, insignificant.

It fell in one breath.

These thousands of monks all turned into curls of green smoke and dissipated in the terrified expressions.

Including that Li Shaobai.

Also in Ye Yun's heart, such a monk is no different from an ant.

Under the true god, everyone is an ant.

Ye Yun won't let Li Shaobai and Lord Grim know each other just because he has a relationship with Lord Grim.

This Li Shaobai took advantage of Jun Moxiao, and he is not a good person.

However, regarding that guardian, Ye Yun still made a lenient effort for the sake of his former confidante, and only suppressed it for 500 years.

……

Looking at that big mountain, it sank to the ground in a blink of an eye.

Luo Li and Jun Moxiao couldn't help but think of the [-]-story hell that suddenly burst out from the ground of the Sword God Sect of the Ancient Moon Dynasty.

The two of them couldn't help feeling a chill in their hearts.

The ancestors have always killed everything when they shot, and they will never leave any future troubles.

"Old ancestor, is that figure that appeared on the Sword King Stone really you?"

Lord Grim asked stammeringly.

Ye Yun nodded, and suddenly disappeared into the void.

Lord Grim and Luo Li glanced at each other, both of them were filled with indescribable shock.

But at the same time, there was another question in the hearts of the two of them.

Who is that magnificent woman from the ancestors?