In the darkness and turmoil, the whole world resurrects me

But at this very moment!

Suddenly, a mysterious sound resounded from outside the hall.

"Who said that the human race is not holy?!"

Immediately, the same palm print fell.

In an instant, the two terrifying forces melted into each other.

In an instant, the clouds are calm and the wind is breezy!

It was as weird as if nothing had ever happened.

"what's going on!!"

"Am I delusional?"

"Who blocked this palm?!"

Everyone was shocked.

He hurriedly looked towards the source of the voice.

But I saw it.

A middle-aged man with a refined long beard.

Come slowly from outside the hall!

Dressed in a white robe, elegant and dusty, with star eyebrows and sword eyes, and a three-foot long beard with a face as beautiful as jade, every move seems to be in line with the Dao of heaven and earth.

Every word and deed is filled with faint holy power!

Among the 223 human races.

Suddenly someone exclaimed!

revealed his identity.

"Could it be the Peerless Sword God who disappeared 6000 years ago?"

"It's him? It's that amazing human swordsman!!"

"But 6000 years ago, he was only at the God King Realm!"

"He actually reappeared in the world, and he is already a saint!"

"I didn't expect that he would become a saint!!"

As the discussion above the entire hall continued to sound.

Many human race forces are even more exciting.

It's hard to restrain the ecstasy in my heart!

Human saint!

And he is also a swordsman! !

Swordsman, the leader of all soldiers in the world!

Any saint sanctified by the way of the sword.

No one is the powerful monk who kills the first! !

All the laws in the world are not as sharp as Wushuang.

Such a powerful existence.

Just the moment it appears.

That is, I saw the sky above the sky in the distance.

A shocking sword intent passed by!

The entire sky is gathered into a series of dark clouds.

At this moment, he was completely cut open by that sword intent.

It was as if the sky had been split open by this supreme sword intent.

Ten thousand zhang rays of light fell down on his body.

It even reveals boundless holy light!

Miraculous.

Everyone just watched from a distance.

Then I felt bursts of surprise and horror in my heart.

That unrivaled power.

It has already aroused hope in the hearts of the extremely aggrieved humans.

But at the moment.

Many ancestor kings looked at the Wushuang Sword God.

But he said indifferently:

"It's just a quasi-sage!"

A hint of disdain.

Instantly swept away.

"Hmph! Little quasi-sage, you are still far from becoming a saint!"

"With such strength, you dare to show off?"

"Even if a saint really appeared in the human race, so what? There are 21 ancestor kings here! How many people can he defeat?!"

Just a merciless mockery.

It is to make everyone extremely desperate! !

Originally, they thought they had finally ignited hope.

It was also turned off at the moment.

This contrast of ups and downs.

It makes countless people feel sad.

Yes!

Even if there is a saint.

so what?

There are a total of 21 patriarchs with the strength of saints sitting here.

How many ancestor kings can a saint resist?

Despair is still boundless despair!

And at the same time.

Taixuan Holy Land.

On the lonely peak.

Ever since the little apprentice returned to the Solitary Peak.

Just absent-minded all the time.

Jiang Ming at this moment.

Facing the sun, squinting his eyes, he said:

"Chuchu, do you have something to hide as a teacher?".

Chapter 60: The shock of the little apprentice, is this really the master?

"Ah!? Master, what are you talking about?"

The little apprentice was startled, and immediately shook his head and said:

"There is nothing, Master, how can Chuchu have something to look forward to you?"

Jiang Ming looked at her quietly.

These disciples were not brought up by him alone. Almost all of them have different personalities and preferences.

What kind of tricks do you have when you lie.

He knows everything.

Although very subtle.

But Jiang Ming still saw Jiang Chuchu touching his bun unconsciously.

The more nervous she is, the more she wants to cover up, the more she will do so.

Actually, these days.

Jiang Ming had already seen the similarities among the disciples.

Especially big apprentice Chu Fan.

He doesn't talk much these days, and even when he speaks, he smiles deliberately, which is obviously not right for Chu Fan who doesn't like to laugh.

And his fifth and sixth disciples.

Gu Xingfeng and Han Feiqing.

Both of them are also different.

It's just that they're all well hidden.

I thought Jiang Ming couldn't see it.

but.

During these hundreds of years, these disciples were the first to be accepted.

Bit by bit, any slight change in them.

Jiang Ming can see it at a glance.

Although, Jiang Ming thinks.

This must be Chu Fan wanting to go deep into some dangerous place to find the holy medicine for healing.

However, Chu Fan has always been stable, and his strength can be regarded as a unique existence.

Jiang Ming naturally didn't ask any more questions.

But today.

Jiang Ming found that the little apprentice was really restless.

No matter what you do, you always look absent-minded.

It seemed that there was something in her heart that made her worry about it.

And at the same time.

The entire Taixuan Holy Land.

It is also unexpectedly quiet and depressing today.

Although the mountain where Jiang Ming is located is not close to the place where many disciples gather.

However, you can still see many disciples walking with swords on weekdays.

But today, those disciples who were originally traveling between the mountains.

But they all disappeared.

just like.

He and Jiang Chuchu were the only ones left in the entire Taixuan Holy Land.

and so.