The evil ghosts of Wan Gui Chaozong Tu ventured into the depths of this sea area. In a cave under the water, they found a broken plaque.

‘The Sword Sect of Heaven’!

Chu Tian understood who this ruin with dozens of giant ancient swords belongs to!

The Sword Sect of the Heaven, isn’t this the name of the Spirit Realm Sword Sect in the ancient times? Chu Tian is still in love with their supreme inheritance "The Sword Sect of the Heaven", which is a truly powerful and powerful killing inheritance, and it is the most peak sword inheritance in this world!

Such a powerful sect, their mountain gate at the ancient times was actually destroyed by the God of War with his own palm?

The giant ship of Taefeng galloped south, and Chu Tian stood above the head of the three-headed and six-armed god and demon statue at the bow of the ship, looking at the boundless sea in front with his hands behind his back.

In the ancient times, could a great battle between monks and gods break out?

The so-called "tag war" of those heavenly races is this war, right?

The result of the matter was obvious. The powerful ancient sects and their mountain gates were destroyed. Their disciples left the destroyed mountain gate and crossed the ocean to the Fallen Star Ocean east of Tianlu, where they continued to reproduce and grow.

This southern waters, which once gathered countless powerful sects, were completely forgotten by those spiritual practitioners.

Perhaps, some people remember that this was once the foundation of their ancestors!

But they never came back!

Only these ruins, these lucky preserved ruins, silently announce to everyone what happened here.

In the end, the gods of the Sun Heavenly Lord and the others were imprisoned in the bronze divine tree. In the Six Paths of Demon-Capture Enchanting Brigade, they became ancient evil demons, and their names were also wiped out by the joint efforts of the Heavenly Clan and the Spiritual Cultivator.

Except for these descendants of the gods in the land of God, who are still stubbornly waiting for their return, no one remembers their names again!

Time is like a knife, completely stripping away the traces they left behind.

"I wish I could have been born early... how many years?" Luo'er jumped over lightly. She naturally grabbed Chu Tian's sleeve and sighed heavily. Her bright eyes were full of longing and annoyance: "How happy would it be if they could have been born when they had a great battle back then?"

Chu Tian nodded with a smile, then shook his head: "Then, you may not be able to meet me!"

Luo'er was stunned, her eyes narrowed, and her eyes laughed like two crescent moons: "Yes, it's not interesting to fight and kill. Let's have another nice word? Well, it's good that it can match my current mood!"

Chu Tian pondered for a moment, and he looked back at the direction where the ancient mountain gate of the Sword Sect of the Nitian Sect was located, and suddenly said deeply:

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward

The waves wash away the heroes

Right and wrong, success and failure turn to nothing

The green mountains are still there

A few times of sunset

White-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the river bank

Accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze

A pot of turbid wine meets happily

How many things happen in ancient and modern times

All are having a joke"

Luo'er was stunned. She tossed and turned the poem dozens of times, then suddenly stretched out her finger and pinched Chu Tian's soft ribs and whirled hard: "Where is the Yangtze River? I haven't heard of it! Tell me quickly, this Yangtze River must have a reason!"

Chu Tian hugged his hands in front of his chest, endured the pain of his flesh, and smiled lightly: "Yangtze River...I don't know! This long and short sentence was when I saw a passing by at Yuzhuang, Jizhou..."

"A beggar who is about to starve to death?" Luo'er's face turned gloomy. Is this the most talented and learned beggar Chu Tian encountered?

"No, the widow who is about to starve to death..." Chu Tian looked at Luo'er deeply: "Her husband is quite talented, but his fate is not good, he dies... This widow is about to starve to death. I can't watch her starve to death? So I gave her three steamed buns, and she told me this long and short sentence of her husband, and then jumped into the river to die in love!"

Luo'er looked at Chu Tian blankly: "Jumping into the river to die for love? Uh? Are you talking about it really such a widow?"

Chu Tian raised his head and looked at the blue sky very deeply: "The world is so big, everything is strange. Luo'er, you have to believe my words!"

A gust of sea breeze blew by, and several big white birds flew slowly over. When they flew over Chu Tian's head, their bodies suddenly shook, and a few bubbles of bird poop fell down. It was more than a hundred feet away from Chu Tian's head. A bright light flashed on the surface of the Taiyue giant ship. A few "hissing" sounds, and a few wisps of blue smoke came out, and there was no trace again.

Luo'er was stunned, and she sighed heavily: "How many things are in the past and present, they are all in the joke... How many things are in the past and present, they are all in the joke... This is something that only the old man who has seen through the years and autumn... Also, you are still young and can't say such words. If the ancestors were there, he would definitely like these words."

Many days afterwards, Luo'er placed a desk on the deck of the ship, and wrote the song "Linjiangxian" in various fonts, as if he was a bit obsessed with it.

Especially the continuous discovery of one sect ruin after another along the way has caused Luo'er to fall into a state of confusion.

What shocked Chu Tian was that Luo'er was obviously obsessed with reading, but in such a confused state, he could clearly sense that Luo'er's control over space, time and destiny was getting stronger and stronger, and Luo'er's strength was improving by leaps and bounds!

"Can your realm rise even if you are in a daze?" Chu Tian looked at Luo'er, and looked up helplessly at the sky.

After running south for more than three months, a dark island finally appeared on the picture ahead.

Chu Tian could feel a subtle but clear call on the island - just like a puppy who had been separated from him for many years. He felt the smell of Chu Tian and was jumping happily on the spot, barking and welcoming Chu Tian's arrival.

The giant Taiyue ship quickly approached the big island.

The dark island is tens of thousands of miles in a radius, and there is no grass growing on the island, and it is full of volcanic rocks that are almost glazed.

Extinct craters of all sizes are dotted on the islands. When the sea breeze blows, the empty craters make a "whimper" sound, just like countless ancient undead crying sadly.

Chu Tian jumped up, and he left the Taiyue giant ship, stepped on the colorful stream of light, and came to the middle of the island, which was the location where the summoned came.

Countless extremely thin, dim, weak, as if the colorful light that could be extinguished at any time was difficult to penetrate the thick black rock layer and slowly gathered towards Chu Tian.

Chu Tian could clearly sense that in the depths of nearly ten thousand miles below, a faint existence was struggling to penetrate the rock formation and flying towards him with difficulty.

Chu Tian took a deep breath, and a clear shadow of the bright moon with a diameter of hundreds of feet above his head appeared. The vast clear light shone down, and the black rock formations shattered silently. The strong wind blew, blowing the black dust away.

A corridor with a diameter of hundreds of feet was quickly broken open, and Chu Tian fell straight down the corridor.
Chapter completed!