Fantasy: Play As The Sage Of Ancients Times

Eight Dragons Mountain.

This is a continuous mountain range, one after another, radiating a large area nearby.

The eight mountain ranges are like eight real dragons, crawling on the ground, and the countless peaks and peaks are like scales, all of which are used to guard the most central pearl.

In the most central place, the eight dragon veins gathered together to form a huge terrain, the aura that swallowed the world.

This is the location of Baqingxuan Temple. On it, there are endless palaces, scattered high and low, and even some palaces are suspended in the void.

On the eight dragon veins, there are different branches.

The eight different veins complement each other and make progress together.

Baqingxuan Temple has not been established for a long time. According to legend, it was established by eight sages of the human race thousands of years ago. Although it is not a Sacred Land, it is also a generation of overlords in this era of no saints.

In this world, there are no emperors in the human race, but in countless years, there have been people who have the appearance of proving the Way, shining like a shooting star.

The forces created by the Quasi Emperor can be regarded as Sacred Land. The human race is weak, and there are very few places that can be called Sacred Land.

Therefore, Baqingxuan Temple is really not weak in this era.

But today, here is about to usher in a catastrophe.

Someone came to 27 and watched the scene of the eight dragon veins gathering from a distance, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

On his shoulders, sat a small child, with clear eyebrows and a delicate baby face.

His whole body was shrouded in a dazzling golden light, as if he did not belong to this world, but was enveloped by a chaotic power.

His figure is slender and toned, with a feeling of perfection, his hair is rendered a unique golden color, and blood is swirling above his head.

This is an overlord-like figure who has come here at this moment.

"Character: Sacred Body Ye Fan.

"Playing the plot: Kill the Baqingxuan Temple for the disciple."

"The original plot was successfully compiled..."

"The plot unfolds..."

In the Great Hall in the center of Baqingxuan Temple, there are seven figures, like gods and demons, standing in it.

Among the figures, there are scenes surrounded by stars, and there are terrifying scenes of mountains and rivers overturning, and everything is a phantom, entangled around them.

They are the most powerful people in the entire Baqingxuan Temple, and they are also the rulers of the Eight Veins.

But now that there is one less person, Master Huang Qing has completely fallen, and there are only seven of them.

Baqingxuan Temple can be regarded as an overlord-level force, and eight of them join forces to go anywhere in the world.

In this golden age just opened, their dream is to surpass the eight sages who founded the Baqingxuan Temple and lead the Baqingxuan Temple to its peak.

They have so much capital to pursue. In Baqingxuan Temple, it is not that there is no chance. If you want to become stronger, there are naturally ways, but in the age of the end of the law, it is too difficult.

After thousands of years of waiting, they finally waited until the golden age, allowing them to make breakthroughs.

"The eighth is dead. 39

Someone spoke calmly, but the voice was breathtaking, and the entire Great Hall was rumbling.

The barren vein is the weakest vein, but the eight veins of Baqingxuan Temple are integrated, and although the internal struggle is serious, it is unified externally.

Now, someone has directly killed the strongest person in the barren vein. For a time, the entire barren vein is almost panicked.

"Have you found out who it is?" In the deepest part of the Great Hall, someone spoke, shaking the void.

The entire Great Hall is a completely isolated Minor World, and the figures of six people are real, only one person is just a phantom, but no one dares to ignore him.

That is the ruler of the entire Baqingxuan Temple, and there are even rumors that he is not an existence for nearly a thousand years, but an ancient person who has been self-proclaimed from the previous era to the present.

However, no one will pursue it. As long as the entire Baqingxuan Temple can be made stronger, then they will not say anything.

"I heard that he is a young man, but he has already become a king, so it's nothing to worry about, obviously the old man despised him!" A figure spoke, his whole body was covered by a gray air current, only a pair of eyes were particularly attractive.

"That boy, he's a monster!

Someone spoke, and it was the third person of the seven who was considered the strongest, Venerable Xuanqing.

Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, Universe is prehistoric!

The person who can rank third in the entire Baqingxuan Temple must have already been Power, and even walked a long distance in it.

To be able to make a Power judge Jiang Xuan very demon is enough to make him proud.

"What if it's a monster? The eight veins can't be deceived!

From the depths, someone came out with a sound transmission, and the coffin came to a conclusion.

Soon, a top powerhouse rushed out of the Great Hall, and the Qi machine shook the entire Baqingxuan Temple.

It was a terrifying figure, covered with a gray air current from top to bottom, with an aura of corrosion and an aura of the vicissitudes of time, as if it could turn everything into decay in an instant.

He carried a spear and walked out of the gray fog. On the spear, there were also bits and pieces of blood, which seemed to be the bloodstains left in the previous battle.

"The Seven Elders are born!"

There are people from Baqingxuan Temple kneeling on the ground, their faces flushed, with respect and a trace of fear.

"Elder Hong is so powerful that he will definitely be able to take revenge on Elder Huang, catch that young man, pull out his cramps, and comfort his spirit in the sky!" Someone looked at the figure in the sky and said with gnashing teeth.

010 He was originally a disciple of Huangmai, and Venerable Master Huangqing was the most famous for protecting his calf. Although his strength was not the strongest, he was the best for his disciples. His Death made all Huangmai disciples be Hate Jiang Xuan.

boom!

But in the silence, a supreme force descended on this area.

"What's going on? Why is my body out of control?" A disciple asked, his face terrified.

In this area, the entire Desolate Vein was a training ground, and a large number of Desolate Vein disciples gathered, but they were frozen at the same time, and they couldn't move.

As if there was an invisible force that froze them directly.

"what……

Some people screamed, because their bodies could not move, but the surrounding void, as if there was an invisible big hand, slowly pinched them in their hands.

bang bang bang...

Someone approached slowly, and the whole body was shrouded in a golden light, as if it did not belong to this piece of ancient history, with a vicissitudes of life.

Everyone was unable to move, and could only watch the figure approach, but the golden figure didn't care about their existence at all, and just passed by like that.

But as he walked by, the blood mist exploded, and the thick bloody aura permeated.

Everyone was completely dead at this moment, their primordial spirit dissipated, and nothing was left.