Zhang Xing reached out and picked up the hand bone, just wanted to take a closer look.
suddenly!
With a bang in my head, everything in front of me disappeared.
A blurry background stood proudly between heaven and earth.
Zhang Xing froze and immediately understood.
This is the divine mind being carried into the unknown realm space.
"What time is it now?"
Just as Zhang Xinggang stabilized his feelings, a voice sounded from his ears.
"Senior, it is October 8, 3886, Shenglong Continental Calendar!"
Zhang Xing answered immediately.
Silent for a moment.
"A thousand years have passed, and time is fast like a blink of an eye."
"This is a remnant of mine and a seed for future generations."
"I thought no one could find me and inherit my heritage."
"But now it seems that humanity is booming again, is it finally a victory?"
The saint murmured, as if talking to himself, and as if asking Zhang Xing.
"Yes predecessor, the human race triumphed, and the dark people were driven back to their old nest."
Zhang Xing embraced fist.
"Well? Do you even know the Darkness at a young age?"
The saint turned around (body sh n) and looked at Zhang Xing.
Zhang Xing looked up and looked at the saint, calmly.
"The junior was fortunate enough to see Lord Ana and knew some old things."
"Oh! It's that western girl, no wonder!"
The saint nodded slightly.
"I don't know the senior's last name?"
Zhang Xing asked.
In appearance, the saint is only about fifty or sixty years old.
The round face with short beard is no different from ordinary people.
"The old man is Xu Qingyan, a golden sage."
The saint had his hands on his shoulders, and a touch of sadness appeared on his face.
Next, Xu Sheng recalled the cruel past.
Zhang Xing was told about the war on the eastern continent against the dark.
After speaking, he looked at Zhang Xing.
"Zhang Xing, you are special. Although I don't know how you cultivate, you have a bright future."
"And the saint seed I have left will definitely help you to sanctify early (ri)."
"But sanctification has only just begun. To truly defeat the dark, we have to rely on ourselves."
"After all, the senior with the blue (color) holy dragon cannot always pay attention to us."
"I hope you intensify your cultivation and strive to break through the five-star sage within a hundred years."
Yes, the sanctuary is also divided into three stages of low, middle and high, with nine stars.
Xu Sheng only practiced to Samsung War Saint during his lifetime.
Had it not been for the Darkness to invade, he would now be a nine-star sage.
Zhang Xing didn't hesitate and agreed happily.
"Please rest assured that the junior must study hard and live up to the hardships of the seniors!"
Xu Sheng bearded his beard with satisfaction.
Don't look at his face (color) calm, in fact, his heart has long been excited to roar.
The thirteen-year-old teenager, the state of five-star respect, attained the fourth step of divine thought.
Henggu has not seen!
He was very fortunate that God had arranged such a legendary heir after thousands of years.
He pretended to be calm, and Zhang Xing was even more sincere and open-minded.
But in my heart, there was no plan to cultivate Xu Sheng's heritage.
There is no such thing as hard work and hard work. Instead of wasting the seeds of a saint, it is better to leave him to a fate.
Based on this seed, those who have honored Jiuxing have not yet been rushed to it!
Of course, there is only one seed, and whoever wants it depends on his performance.
It cost 50 billion yuan to purchase spiritual stones and bought seeds for saint heritage and sanctification.
value! Quite worth it!
If the nine-star lord knows, let alone the 50 billion inferior spirit stones, even the family ((d (ng) d ng) will also beg Zhang Zhang.
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