This is also the reason why, when the ancient road opens, even though they know that the road ends and a catastrophe is coming, countless people continue to follow it.

"It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time." Luo Yu also sighed.

now.

On the Jianmeng side, Jian Wushuang glanced at the bronze coffin, and then he also knelt down.

boom!

Among the crowd, there was a stone tablet that was carried out.

It is very tall, about two meters, very wide, and has ancient patterns carved on it.

It's like it's blocked, with only a hint of Qi seeping out.

"Ancestor, I found it!"

Jian Wushuang spoke respectfully.

Click.

On top of the stone tablet, suddenly, a coercion bloomed, with unparalleled sharpness.

There are cracks, starting to appear.

Among them, vaguely, there is an old man who looks like a skeleton, sitting cross-legged. At this moment, he is about to wake up, and his vitality is extremely light.

It is almost extinct.

"Another great saint-level warrior!"

"And he's a swordsman."

"The power of the sword is not weaker than mine, but it's a pity that it is not becoming a saint with the sword, but another way!"

Chu Feng was shocked.

This turned out to be a great saint-level swordsman who was also dying and came from a desolate land.

It should be a living fossil of a certain orthodoxy.

And this person.

Is this the backer behind Jianmeng?

No wonder, Jian Wushuang was able to gather so many swordsmanship geniuses in the past.

The limelight is immeasurable.

It's a pity that in this era, the path of swordsmanship has been broken.

Can't become a swordsman.

Even though this old strong man is an unparalleled swordsman, he can only enter the realm of saint in other ways, but even so, his swordsmanship is still powerful.

Very amazing.

Chu Feng was extremely surprised. An unparalleled swordsmanship genius who became a saint through other martial arts was equivalent to a person who practiced two martial arts and reached the ultimate level.

Moreover, it comes from desolation.

"In his era, this person must be a monster that dominates an era!"

Chu Feng's eyes narrowed.

Buzz!

The stone tablet was broken, and the old man, who was like a withered bone, opened his eyes.

Within it, the sword light flows, and above the body, a vast holy light shines.

"Before the era of ancient history, the physical body of the Sword Saint King."

"If there is a trace of the origin, I will use it to transform the sword into a saint!"
Chapter completed!