Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

Luo Fanchen's heart was shocked, and he said unexpectedly:

"What kind of person can leave a shadow in the long river of time and space?"

The Holy Dragon of Time immediately retorted, shocked: "No, it's not a shadow!"

“It’s a living person.”

"He just appeared out of nowhere in the long river of time and was able to talk to me."

"This……"

Luo Fanchen's cultivation is no longer what it used to be. He has gained insights into many divine ways. For someone like the Holy Dragon of Time to try to get a glimpse of fate is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

The real body is walking in the long river of the world?

It's simply unimaginable.

A bold guess in his mind seemed to be gradually confirmed, and his breathing became rapid.

"Senior, do you still remember the appearance of the being you saw that year?"

The Holy Dragon of Time said in a concentrated voice: "How could I possibly forget the grace of that supreme being!"

"What's more, He is the true benefactor of our Soul Martial Continent."

"This great space-time blockade formation was taught to me by that senior master."

"When he saw me, the master seemed a little surprised. Before I could say anything, he seemed to know the situation of the Soul Martial Continent. He shook off his dust and a formation appeared in my head. It was the Space-Time Blockade Formation."

"When that expert flicked away his dust, it was like a dragon or a snake performing a trick. Before I knew it, a strange pattern of words appeared on my forehead."

As he spoke, the Holy Dragon of Time mobilized its power, and a vermilion divine pattern appeared in the center of his brow bone, connecting together to form a special magical text.

The Holy Dragon of Time recalled in amazement, "It is with this unreadable divine pattern that I can serve as the center of the time and space formation and isolate the strange race until now."

"In this case, whether it is you, me or all living things that have survived to this day, it is all thanks to this senior."

"Ok?"

"My friend, what's wrong with you?"

The Holy Dragon of Time discovered that the banished immortal youth, who had been calm and composed just now, was now standing there as if struck by lightning, staring at the divine pattern on his forehead.

There was even a blood-red color in the pair of spiritual pupils.

Luo Fanchen was of course shocked and excited.

Because he recognized the scarlet outlines on the forehead of the Holy Dragon of Time.

Ancient Chinese characters.

It means "town".

Luo Fanchen had made a bold guess before, was his time travel really a coincidence?

Is China really just a world that develops science and technology?

Are all myths and legends fabricated?

Now, through the words of the Holy Dragon of Time and these ancient Chinese characters, Luo Fanchen confirmed one thing.

There is no problem with China's contemporary development, but the real secrets of ancient times seem to have been covered up for some unknown reason, and only a few mythological stories have been passed down.

Compared to the Soul Martial Continent, the Earth is a paradise, without weirdness, and the saints do not show up.

So where did those disappeared legendary beings go?

He seemed to be gradually approaching something shocking and hidden, approaching China's lost past.

Luo Fanchen's body was shocked, and he asked anxiously: "Senior, can you project the figure from that year?"

The Holy Dragon of Time did not expect Luo Fanchen to recognize this Chinese character. After all, it was shocking enough for such a person to say it. He smiled bitterly and said, "I can't project it."

"Although I remember the appearance of that master, I am unable to project him into being. I don't seem to be qualified enough."

Luo Fanchen clenched his fist.

Even his appearance cannot be projected. It’s not that he is the Time Saint Dragon, but that the other party has extraordinary means.

Such an existence is simply unimaginable. I am afraid that even if I call its name directly, the other party will sense it.

"Ok?"

The Holy Dragon of Time looked stunned and uttered a sound of surprise.

In the past, He tried to project the face of that great being to other people, but He failed.

At this moment, He didn't put much effort, and a projection condensed in the void.

"This……"

"Why is this suddenly different from the past?"

The Holy Dragon of Time was in a trance.

Luo Fanchen looked at the projection in front of him, his pupils contracted.

Gray fog rose, the mist was heavy, and a terrifying murderous aura emanated from it.

A crane cry sounded in the air.

He was an old man with white hair hanging down, covering his aged face. One of his arms was broken, his sleeves were empty, he carried a broken blue-black sword on his back, held a dustpan in his hand, and stepped on an illusory crane that was holding a broken arm in its mouth.

The old man looked like a ghost or a saint, and seemed to have suffered some kind of erosion.

There are three flowers on the top of the head, one is bright golden in color, and the other two are flowing with black blood.

The five kinds of spiritual energy flowing in the five internal organs, except for the surging and burning energy of the heart fire, the other four kinds of energy seem to be imprisoned with unknown evil things, and are floating around.

"This……"

For a moment, Luo Fanchen was unable to tell which great figure in Chinese legend this was.

But the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head, the Five Qis Returning to the Origin, and the Chinese characters just now have already proved too many things.

However, the old man's condition made Luo Fanchen's heartbeat seem to slow down by half a beat.

Such a tactful person,

I'm afraid that with just a wave of his hand, he can easily shatter the Soul Martial Continent and crush the weirdness, but he also seems to be facing some kind of ominousness.

"how come!"

"Who can do anything to such a strong man!!!"

Luo Fanchen was somewhat reluctant to believe that there would be such a powerful enemy in the starry sky.

And for some reason I felt sorry for the old man's condition.

His arms were broken and his body was rotting, but he was still in a fighting state.

"and many more!"

"Something's wrong. How can the projection be so realistic?"

The Holy Dragon of Time also noticed something was wrong.

In the past, He was unable to project.

It seemed that everything changed after the arrival of this young man.

Luo Fanchen tried to see the old man's face hidden behind his drooping white hair, and inexplicably met a gaze that came through his hair, and his body shook.

At that moment,

He seemed not to be looking at a projection, but to be looking into the eyes of a real living person.

Strangely, he did not feel any fear, but instead felt full of security.

The other person's eyes were kind, gratified, and expectant.

Suddenly, the Holy Dragon of Time felt numb all over and began to tremble.

Damn it!

how so!

The corners of the old man's mouth moved slowly, revealing a kind and doting smile.

But this is a projection!

The Holy Dragon of Time was so scared that he was about to die. How could the projection laugh when I wasn't controlling it?

Luo Fanchen opened his mouth to speak, but his throat was inexplicably hoarse for a moment.

The old man seemed to want to say something.

But the kind smile on his lips soon turned strange, as if he was a different person. Even his eyes were full of ferocity and were extremely creepy, causing Luo Fanchen to feel cold all over and get goose bumps.

The old man turned around, facing away from Luo Fanchen, and nodded slightly.

It turned into countless lights and shadows and dissipated into the distance.

"senior!!!"

Luo Fanchen subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to keep her, as he had so many questions to ask.

There is no reason,

An inexplicable sadness arose in my heart.

The frightened voice of the Holy Dragon of Time came from beside him:

"This……"

"Who the hell are you!!!"

"It's as if that senior just came to see you!!!"

For countless years, the Holy Dragon of Time had desperately wanted to see this senior again, but unfortunately he had no chance.

Luo Fanchen was slightly distracted, looked down at his palm and said, "Maybe."

"Ok?"

He suddenly discovered that his palm was actually outlined with vermilion lines...