See these three words.

Gu Han suddenly understood why he always felt a sense of familiarity here before.

Strictly speaking.

The Yuqing Sect was actually just a very small sect in the Northern Territory of Eastern Wasteland. It was so small that for him now, to ignore it was to think highly of this sect.

Can……

It was this extremely small sect that carried many of his memories.

Shen Xuan, Murong Yan, Yang Lan.

And...the Yang Ying of the past, the Yang Yi of today!

boom!

Boom boom boom!

Just when she thought of this, Murong Yan had already overturned the people on the way and came to him, holding up two sledgehammers that were useless except for bluffing!

"Sister Murong!"

Gu Han was dumbfounded: "I am Gu Han..."

Before he finished speaking, both the sledgehammer and Murong Yan's extremely oppressive figure passed through him, as if they were just a phantom!

Gu Han: "..."

Seeing Murong Yan in her teenage years, he was a little surprised, a little emotional, and almost forgot that everything he saw before him was not real.

boom!

The sledgehammer fell to the ground, the ground shook, and Murong Yan's excited voice also rang out.

"Hahaha!"

"The surname is Luo! Take my aunt's three hammers first!"

Last name, Luo?

As if realizing something, Gu Han turned around suddenly, only to see an eleven or twelve-year-old boy standing not far away in the dust that filled the sky. His eyes were calm and unruffled, and he was looking at Murong Yan calmly.

The young man comes out of the dust in white clothes.

In addition to the calmness in his eyes, there was also a trace of imperceptible coldness and indifference, as if... the tall, strong and fierce Murong Yan was no different from the earth and rocks on the ground in his eyes.

First look!

Gu Han recognized the young man's identity and understood the meaning of Luo Wushuang's last words.

"Brother Luo."

"Is this your past?"

Until now.

Only then did he realize that there was not only Yang Ying in the Yuqing Sect, but also Murong Yan and Shen Xuan.

here.

This is also the beginning of Luo Wushuang’s story.

…

The third realm ring.

Hearing Duanmu Jing's remarks about his last words, everyone suddenly felt strange. They felt that this sentence was very familiar, as if they had heard it somewhere before.

certainly.

Suspicion was just suspicion, and they did not associate each other with a certain existence that had caused them so much suffering.

Not to mention strength.

They don't even have the same last name!

immediately.

They put aside the weird feeling in their hearts and didn't bother to say another word to Duanmu Jing. They turned to look at the increasingly real starry sky. At first they didn't care much about it, but... the more they looked at it, the more they felt something was wrong.

"That's strange."

"Obviously their battle is over, why does this vision not dissipate?"

"No, that's not right."

One person denied it: "If it was said to be a vision before, I would agree with it, but now...the distance between the stars has gone from virtual to real, and only the last step is left. If it is regarded as a vision again, I'm afraid it won't make sense."

"..."

The others were silent.

With their strength and their vision, how could they not see that there was something wrong with this starry sky?

"This is a big change in the sky."

"This is a change that has never happened in the Great Chaos Realm. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, we can't tell yet. We already have no time to take care of ourselves, but now even more... we still need to make plans in advance."

"What my fellow Taoist said is not unreasonable."

"I'm afraid it's of no use."

The other person sighed quietly, with a hint of dejection in his tone: "If there is no solution, how long can I wait? I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the upcoming changes."

The others were silent.

My family knows their own affairs. In front of the world, they are the Taoist Lord who is aloof and untainted by all tribulations. They are the transcendent realm that transcends all tribulations and all things. But... in front of Him, they are just stronger ants after all.

"well."

One person sighed: "His power of devouring and assimilating is everywhere, and it is getting stronger and stronger. In order to cope with it, we have no extra energy. Now this vision...how should we deal with it?"

"How to deal with it?"

At this time, a sudden voice suddenly sounded: "We'll know if we go up and take a look?"

The voice was cold.

It also has a hint of arrogance and unruliness.

kindness?

Everyone thought it was Duanmu Jing who spoke again, so they all looked towards the floating island where he was, and made up their minds. If he dared to speak again, they would have to teach him a lesson even if they risked losing a few years of their lives!

Duanmu Jing felt aggrieved.

"Fellow Taoists, this is not what I said. How can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air?"

Pooh!

You have a *clean slate!

For the first time, all the Taoists, who had never been in such a detached state, all cursed him in their hearts.

Scold after scold.

They also reacted.

Previously, I was only focused on how to deal with the crisis. Now that I think about the voice just now, it is indeed not Duanmu Jing's.

That……

Who is it?

Just when I thought of this, under the starry sky, in the empty and lonely world ring, a wisp of mysterious air suddenly appeared. The breath was cold and deep, and it seemed to have the ability to connect to the nine heavens and the nine netherworlds, and to connect the mysterious heaven and earth. It was even more illusory and cold.

The abnormality attracted the attention of many people as soon as it appeared.

"This is……"

Everyone's hearts moved, and it was similar to Duanmu Jing's previous remarks about his last words. They seemed to feel this mysterious aura somewhere.

On the contrary, it was Duanmu Jing.

Not only did he speak again, there seemed to be a hint of joy in his voice.

"oh?"

"Could it be that Fellow Taoist Youxuan is back?"

Yuxuan?

As soon as he spoke, everyone's hearts moved again, and they suddenly thought about it!

Yuxuan!

His real name is Youxuan, and he was later revered as Youxuan Great Heavenly Lord!

Strictly speaking.

Youxuan is also an innate creature, but unlike these innate races such as gods, demons, and demons, he is a creature that was born from a wisp of chaotic Youxuan energy in the great chaos several epochs ago due to the interaction between heaven and earth.

No father or mother!
To be continued...