Prehistoric life

Zhou Cheng couldn't think of it anyway. Obviously, he only had the rust sword he could use. At this moment, he was played by this big priest in his hand. It seemed to be easy to pinch a feather.

Looking at the big priest's appearance with a rust sword weightlifting, the witch people behind them showed an extremely admirable look.

After Zhou Cheng was stunned that day, the rust sword fell to the ground. Although this sword was not amazing, it was amazing.

I want to occupy myself.

It's just that the rust sword is weird. Non -Zhou Cheng cannot use it. Although Xiangxuan is a strong person in the Asian saint, he can let him use his whole body strength, and he can't move this weird rust sword.

In unwillingness, only invite other witch trings to try. As a result, there is no exception, even if the strongest people in the entire witch, including their brothers, will not have this rust sword.

Originally, I just wanted to make the strong people who were embarrassed and interested in at once. I wanted to know the way of this sword, but no matter what the research was, I couldn't find the clue.

Go to the priests in the tribe.

Although the big priests are relatively short than other witch tribe, they are the most status of the entire witch tribe. They are astronomical, and they know the geography. There are almost no things he do n’t know, and the strength is the strongest.

The witch tribe was so fighting. The strong parties in the tribe had challenged the great priests, but none of them insisted on three moves. In all the witch people's minds, the big priests were the god envoys of the Pangu Grand God.

The priest did not disappoint everyone this time, as if taking their own things, and easily took the rust swords that everyone couldn't shake back.

"Big Priest. What is this sword?" Behind the priest, a woman wearing a white.

The high priest held the rust sword horn in one hand and gently stroked it on the sword with one hand. I don't know what he did.

A lot of witch clan watched the gods.

Looking at those colorful rhymes, the eyes of the priests became extremely deep, and there was a kind of unknown affection in the eyes. It seemed to think of something.

"This sword is a strange thing in the world. Only special people can move it. If you say you, you are a Zulong, Shi Feng, Jianwu Zun and Pan Shentian Palace.

Helpless. "

"So amazing? Is it the best treasure?" A man who was similar to the long -sized man asked loudly. This man was a brothers and liu, the leader of the family, strong strength, and better than Xiangxiang.

The priest shook his head: "It comes from innate, but it is not innate treasure. Sceline the history, to talk about the previous era."

"In the past, there were great enemies, and the strength of strength made him almost desperate ..."

"Impossible. Pangu Great God is invincible!" Immediately, there was an interrupted loudly.

The priest didn't care, and shook his head with a smile: "No one can be invincible, and so is the great god of Pangu. Before he became Pangu, he was suffering.

"Forced by the past enemies, he was almost desperate, but helplessly. With a strange treasure, he was called heaven and earth, and he was refined as a treasure. He finally achieved the Tao body and reversed the Qiankun.

world."

"When he refined himself, there was a strange thing, named the golden needle, magical, and the world was unparalleled. He was practiced by the Pangu Great God as the Yuan Shi Dao Sword.

"When he refined his own body, everything on his body was refined into his body, including this Yuan Shinao sword."

"The place where the Pangu Great God refined his body is a lake. Among them, nearly seven thousand patterns are hidden.

"After opening the heavens, the Great God of Pangu, the sword of the Yuanshen Daoyao was born to the world, and because the ancient gods of the Pangu ancient god were refined into the nearly seven thousand patterns, it became this sword."

As soon as this statement came out, a number of witch strongs sucked out and air -conditioned, and some people lost their voice and said, "This sword origin is so big."

The congenital treasure is inferior.

"But it's such a soldier, how can it be like this?" Someone asked puzzled. Such a soldier should be a god of light.

The priest stretched out a finger on the rust sword and made a crisp sound. If the whirlwind usually drilled into the ears of everyone.

"This sword should be born in heaven, and it can be named Dao Yanjian. It is right to make up for all. It is only when the Pangu Great Divine Refinery and their own body, there are only seven thousand lines in the lake, so Tao Yan is insufficient, so

It became this look. "

"This sword is not completely refined, and there are three thousand patterns. It can only be said to be a blanket. When the road gathers, this sword will definitely be brilliant.

This surprised everyone's hearts and shouted magical. It was just a billet that was so powerful. What would it look like when it achieved a thousand?

Some people still secretly call the priests. It is so secret. If the big priest said, there is no one to know in this world.

"What is the big priest, what is the tunnel pattern, where should the remaining three thousand tutiums look for it?" The witch clan asked again. Her name was Bai Yan, but the leader of the Witch's Bai family.

When I heard her, the others nodded. This sword was so extraordinary, but it was born of the ancient god of Pangu. Now it has fallen into the Wuxian.

This sword is shining, and naturally it is the time of the witch.

The priest shook his head: "What is the tunnel, it is difficult to explain to you. Now no one can cultivate the Tao pattern in this world, and it is useless to say.

I don't know. "

"The road pattern has been integrated into the whole world, and no one can see it. What can I see if you can't see it?" This seems to be answering everyone, and it seems to be talking to himself.

Even the big priest didn't know, there was really no way.

It's just that in the hearts of a group of witch people, they were still unwilling to give up. Xiangxuan immediately stood up and asked loudly: "The big priest can teach us how to use this sword.

Everyone nodded.

The priest shook his head again: "I don't want to teach you, but there is no way at all."

"It can be used to use this sword, not cultivation or exercise, but the power of blood."

"Only Pangu's blood can pick up this sword."