The ancestor of the Legendary Sword Pavilion continued to create divine consciousness branding. Among them, the scenes intertwined in the picture became more and more terrifying. Gradually, in the picture, the dark sky cracked, the shadow of the real dragon rushed out, and the immortal phoenix

There was a long cry in the sky, the Black Tortoise shook the nine seas, the Suzaku fluttered its wings into chaos, four legendary fairy spirits emerged, and rolling divine energy descended in mighty force.

Immediately, at the next moment, in the picture, on the dark sky, in the middle of the four immortal spirits, a hazy figure appeared. The four immortal spirits surrounded it, as if they were guarding generals. Three thousand avenues emerged at this moment, all in unison.

Trembling, as if worshiping this figure, the whole world is turbulent because of this figure, and everything seems to respect it.

"This is?!"

Lin Tian changed color.

Next to him, the five-element crocodile was also moved.

One person and one crocodile could not help but turn their heads to look at Little Taichu.

Real dragon, immortal phoenix, Xuanwu, Suzaku, and the four immortal spirit guardians, these pictures are so similar to the little guy.

"Hey." Little Taichu's big and smart eyes stared at the spiritual imprint made by the ancestor of the legendary sword pavilion, and stared at the hazy figure in it. At this time, he was a little startled, with a hint of confusion: "It's so familiar..."
Chapter completed!