Endless rays of light scattered from the void and shone on every monk.
The voice sounded again, "Every statue is a heritage. Those who can get it must be the favored by God and will become the preacher of my Tissot Immortal Palace in this world."
The sound is extremely majestic and comes into everyone's ears, just like a morning bell and evening drum, thought-provoking.
All the monks raised their heads and swept through the statues with a fiery expression.
A few people couldn't help but rushed over.
"I will definitely have a share of the inheritance of the Tissot Immortal Palace!"
The speaker is an old man with mixed black and white hair fluttering in the wind.
He followed the few people, and all the aura spread all over his body, and it turned out to be a powerful man who had already cut off a corpse.
The rays of the sky surging violently because of the appearance of this person.
However, the closer you are to the center, the more intense the law of time is.
The first few people who started the action quickly lost their life span when they approached a hundred feet away from the outermost statue.
This change is silent, and by the time they react, it is too late.
Someone's life spans, turned into a dead bone and fell from mid-air, smashed on the ground, turning into a pile of dust.
The other monks changed their horror, and some people who were eager to try also stopped.
The old man's pupils shrank slightly, but his steps continued to rush over.
His vitality is also rapidly losing, and his mixed black and white hair turns white and then falls off.
The skin on the body is also dried and stir-fried at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His purpose was one of the three statues in the center, but now he has not even gotten close to the outermost statue, and his life span is almost gone.
In desperation, he could only reach out to the nearest statue.
His fingers stretched out quickly, trying to touch the statue.
However, the mystery of the law of time is unpredictable.
Although the speed is fast, under the influence of the law of time, it can only get closer slowly.
Just as his finger was about to touch the statue, the old man's movement came to an abrupt end.
It stopped ruthlessly, just a piece of paper away from the statue.
There was still a deep sense of fear on his face.
The next moment, his bones collapsed to the ground like paper man burned by flames, and a ball of dust rose up.
Fear appeared on everyone's face.
"This is the law of time. A guy who has not understood the essence of the law will die if he goes up!"
A figure stood up from the ground with a faint disdain on his face.
This is a man in his thirties, wearing a water-blue monk's robe, with a little slight tilt between his eyebrows.
As he said that, he raised his hand and grabbed it, a piece of parchment the size of a palm appeared in his palm.
The material of the paper is very unique, as if it was torn off from something, giving people an extremely strange feeling.
Looking at the parchment in his hand, the man took a few deep breaths and took a step out.
His speed was not fast, but it contained a certain rhythm, slowly approaching a statue.
Parchment floated from his hands and hung over his head, emitting a dim light.
After taking a few steps, his face suddenly changed.
The light emitted by the parchment paper did not completely isolate the law of time outside and still penetrated.
Life span is losing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it is much slower than others.
The expression, which was originally full of confidence, instantly became ferocious.
The whole person soared into the air and rushed towards the nearest statue.
He was about to come into contact with a statue before his life spanned.
Yang Ba also stood up from the ground, frowned and looked at all this, and then looked at a certain part of the sky again.
...
Deep in the distant starry sky.
A huge group of palaces scattered in a sea of ​​stars.
Buildings are distributed in an orderly manner.
In the center of the palace complex, there is a sword peak standing tall.
These four large gilded characters are engraved on it - Star Sword Saint Sect.
At this time, the sword peak flashed, and a dazzling white light soared into the sky and entered the void.
The abnormal movement of Jian Peak immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the Star Sword Saint Sect, and they flew out from all over the place and looked over.
A middle-aged man wearing a nine-star emperor crown and a red unicorn robe appeared on the sword peak.
He is Cui Kui, the leader of the Star Sword Saint Sect.
A breath of destruction emanated from the white light and surrounded within half a foot of the distance.
Even so, Cui Kui still felt a trembling heart.
Behind him, an old man appeared.
"After countless years of hard work by my Star Sword Saint Sect, the immortal star sword finally reached the other side!"
The old man's voice was very light, but Cui Kui's body suddenly shook.
"Old ancestor, you mean..." He turned around, his face full of disbelief.
The old man nodded slightly, knelt on his knees, and said aloud: "Contemporary Star Sword Slave Yi Lun, welcome the arrival of the Holy Sword!"
Yi Lun bowed three times in a row, but did not stand up.
The voice sounded again throughout the Star Sword Saint Sect, "Everyone of the Star Sword Saint Sect, bow to the holy sword, welcome the arrival of the Holy Sword. Those who violate the order will be killed!"
"Welcome to the Holy Sword!"
"Welcome to the Holy Sword!"
Everyone didn't understand it, only Cui Kui struggled with his expression.
Shaoqing still came behind the old man and knelt down on his knees.
"Welcome to the Holy Sword!"
The sounds gather together to form a vast and boundless sound wave, causing the starry sky to tremble.
Threads of incense and wishes drifted out from everyone and merged into the white light.
In addition, a more majestic incense will power surged out from the depths of the sword peak and merged with the white light to form a sword light that cuts the sky.
A fine crack sound came from the void, and the starry sky was shaking.
"Old Ancestor!" Cui Kui wanted to get up, but was suppressed by Yi Lun in front of him with his breath.
"Don't move, continue!"
Cui Kui looked up at the void and showed a look of struggle again.
He knew that something was coming from the other side of the void.
Want to stop this, but don't know what to do?
At this moment, a loud bang came out, and a circle of circular oscillating ripples spread in all directions with white light as the center.
A clear click sound came into everyone's ears.
They looked up and saw a crack appearing in the void where the white light was penetrated.
Moreover, the cracks are expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It took a quarter of an hour before the crack stopped expanding.
The majestic incense power continues to be absorbed, and the white light on the sword peak is becoming more and more dazzling.
A vast and boundless aura of terror leaked out of the crack and enveloped it.
Despite this, the crack did not continue to expand, and it seemed to have reached a zero point.
There is still a magnificent incense gathering around it, but it still has not changed this situation.
The stalemate continues...
Yi Lun did not look up, but slowly stood up, and the breath in his body spread without reservation.
Nine stars emerged from the top of their heads in turn.
Then, it was sank into his head one after another.
"Old ancestor, don't!" Cui Kui quickly stood up, pressed his hands suddenly on the old man's back, trying to force out the nine stars that the other party had sucked into his body.
"It's okay, isn't I just waiting for this moment?"
Yi Lun's body shook, and the terrifying aura of half-step shaping the path brushed past Cui Kui's hand and pushed it away.
Chapter completed!