Summon: I have the heroes of the ages

In the extreme west of summer, this is a high mountain, covered with thick snow.

Before, this was a pure white world, and even the birds were snow-white.

Now, this is the place where Dharma Sam Zen enlightenment, and in ten years, the mountains, snow, birds and beasts here have Buddha nature.

After Dharma came out of the customs, even the white snow that had been sealed here for eternity opened up the spiritual wisdom!

Today, on the vast snowy mountains, all the white snow has turned golden, solemn and noble.

Such a golden color not only extended several star rivers to the territory of Zhuxia, but also spread beyond the territory of Zhuxia and infiltrated the boundary of Zhongzhou.

Zhongzhou Win Clan, this is an eternal ancient clan, it is said that the ancestor was once the ancestor of a large world, ruthless, tyrannical, built a great empire, in its heyday, there were more than a hundred holy realm generals, and almost defeated the ancient heavenly court with the power of the human race!

Later, the ancestor of the Ying clan was killed by the Heavenly Court's treachery, and after blinding his eyes, Liangchen Meng was constantly killed, and in the end, the iron Jiang Shan turned into flying ash, and even his own descendants were almost killed.

For countless years, the descendants of the Win clan have multiplied in Zhongzhou in a low-key manner, secretly accumulating strength, thinking that one day they will restore the former glory of their ancestors, kill back their hometown, and reclaim their glory!

After the great change in heaven and earth last time and the revival of Spiritual Qi, the descendants of the Win Clan seized the opportunity and seized many of the 613 Star Star Rivers with rich Spiritual Qi around them, and the overall strength has been greatly improved, and even more than 100 people have reached the level of peak Tianzun.

However, such strength is still not enough, they still need greater opportunities to make great progress in their strength, so that they can come to the top, avenge their ancestors, and wash away the grievances of the Win clan!

Not long ago, there was a vision in the sky of Daxue Mountain, and the white snow turned into a golden color, which was extremely strange.

The people of the Win clan went to investigate and found that the spiritual energy of Daxue Mountain was more concentrated than other places, so the Ying clan immediately migrated to the clan and settled here in the west of Daxue Mountain.

Recently, the heavens and the earth have changed again, and the spiritual energy has become much richer again, and the people of the Win Clan can't help but have the idea of occupying the entire Great Snow Mountain in addition to being excited.

"On the other side of the Great Snow Mountain, there is the newly rising Summer Holy Dynasty, it is a blessing that they did not come to drive us away, why can we occupy the entire Great Snow Mountain Range?" The younger generation of Tianjiao won matchlessly, frowning at a few old antiques in the clan.

"My clan needs Daxueshan! Some disciples have already discovered that the closer they get to the main peak of Daxue Mountain, the faster their cultivation speed will be. Not only can it calm down, but it is easier to enter the state of epiphany, which is of great benefit to our rapid improvement of strength! The old antique won Nanshan said stubbornly.

"I mean, why take the Great Snow Mountain? The demon race, the ghost clan, the blood clan, and the demon clan have joined forces several times, but they have not been able to help Zhuxia, we win the clan, what is the power? Win Wushuang asked again puzzled.

"It's up to me!" In the void, a simple battle armor, the old man in blue clothes holding the bronze ancient sword suddenly fell, his head was combed with a lean bun, and the jade hairpin was used on it.

This is an invincible swordsman, and when it falls, there seems to be a powerful sword qi streaked through the clear sky, sharp and compelling!

The people of the Win clan looked at this person suspiciously and nervously, and many people couldn't help but ask, "Who is Your Excellency?" Why do you and we have an inexplicable feeling? "

A tear suddenly fell from the old man's eyes: Do you know that the prince of the year supported the wind! "

A few people standing at the front suddenly noticed that the word "Fufeng" was indeed engraved on the bronze sword of the old man!

"Lao Zu!" Everyone wept with excitement and fell to the ground one after another, welcoming the return of their ancestors!

"Back then, I survived the first battle, came here to breed, and then in order to break through the realm and avenge my victory, I escaped into the void for millions of years! Now, since you are going to take this big snowy mountain, I should stand out for you!" "Fufeng's tone is categorical and unquestionable.

Soon, he really climbed Daxueshan alone and began to approach the main peak of Daxueshan.

The closer he got to the main peak, the more the golden snow resisted him, at first the small snow ball kept beating, and finally, when (afch) Fusu was not a foot away from the main peak, a huge snowman below woke up like a dream, suddenly got up from the ground, and stopped in front of Fusu.

"No... Permit...... Depend on...... Near! Although the snowman was clumsy, he still made it all clear.

"Is this the abode of the Holy One? How come even the snow has opened the spirit! Fufeng frowned, but then stretched out:

"If there were a sage, they would have killed me long ago. After all, the dignity of the Holy One cannot be offended. "

He cut off the snowman with one sword and continued to stride forward.

Phew!

Several birds blocked in front of Fufeng again, crying fiercely, refusing to let him go up.

"Could it be that this is the Great Saint Pavilion? How can everything be enlightened? Well, perhaps, the Great Saint here has long since fallen, and this is just a relic left by him. Since it is a ruin, and no one can stop me, there is my winning thing! "Fufeng sword and sword and kill the birds.

On the golden top of Daxue Mountain, blood suddenly flowed, and in this world, in addition to white, there was finally a touch of red.

From afar, it is shocking.

Fu Feng flew straight up and reached the top of the mountain in an instant.

After looking around, Fufeng found that there was nothing here, only a straw mat made of dead grass, and it seemed that someone had sat here.

"There is no relic of the Great Sage, it's a pity. Otherwise, I can get huge benefits from winning! Fu Feng showed a look of regret on his face, and immediately began to greet the clansmen up and down.

Soon, including the alert Win Wushuang, all the owners of the Win Clan gathered in the area of the main peak of Daxue Mountain, and Fufeng sat on the only straw mat without hesitation, began to talk to his own descendants, inquired about the vicissitudes of these million years, and began to guide the descendants one after another to help them break through the realm.

The aura here is a thousand times better than other places, and there is the guidance of the ancestor, for a while, almost all the masters of the Win Clan felt extremely satisfied, but Win Wushuang felt that something was wrong here.

But what exactly is wrong there?

Soon, Winwushuang discovered the problem.

That snowman who was killed by Fusu actually condensed a humanoid golden body after death!

Those birds that were killed by Fusu had dazzling golden light blooming on their bones!

And under Fufeng's seat, the grass mat did not know when, had already supported Fusu to float, and more and more dense golden light rose around him, shrouding him, and when he noticed it, he could not get out of it.

"I have been practicing for millions of years, and now I have reached the supreme realm, and I am invincible in the world, how can I be trapped? Could it really be that the Great Sage sat here? Fufeng looked shocked! _

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