"Duguling, you are quite loud," the figure of the Three Swordsman came from the void.

"If your ancestor hadn't saved you back then.

Why didn't you dare to be so arrogant when you were almost killed by me on the banks of the Xuanwu River?"

I saw the figure of the Three Swordsman.

Duguling frowned.

"Sandao, are you not dead?"

He instinctively felt something was wrong, and he had seen it with his own eyes back then.

The ancestor beheaded the Great Sage of Three Swords on the banks of the Xuanwu River.

And he still uses the Three Swordsman's own sword.

"Death? You, the Dugu family, are worthy of killing me," the Three Swordsman sneered.

"By the way, where is your undefeated ancestor? I would like to learn a few more tricks."

"Where are Zhenwu and the others?" Duguling asked again.

Since the Three Swordsmen are not dead, others may also be alive.

The ten major families were all a little horrified.

What exactly does Zhenwu Shengzong want to do?

Since he is not dead, what is the purpose of hiding for hundreds of thousands of years?

"The wilderness is really suitable for burying your bones," the Three Swordsman said with a smile.

"Let the world-weariness come out."

Xu Zimo nodded slightly.

With a wave of his right hand, the Zhenwu Trial Tower flew directly from his palm.

The Zhenwu Trial Tower at this moment is different from the one a long time ago.

All around it, endless power burst out.

It was as if when it was born, the entire wilderness was suppressed.

The Zhenwu Trial Tower is constantly rotating.

"This...could this be..." Duguling was already stammering.

He looked at the Zhenwu Trial Tower.
Chapter completed!