Chapter 260 (1/2)

Gu Huo Meimei's strength is far less than that of his ancestors.

But his martial arts vision, but will countless years ago, the world's nine headed bird figure, incisively and vividly show.

This is the ancient demon!

Even if this nine headed bird is only the image of Wu Dao's momentum, it still scares the imperial spies like Duan Wuhuan.

The horse knelt on the ground, shivering.

Nine headed birds!

Duan Wuhuan's eyes were dull, thinking of the records of the Scriptures in the palace.

Many years ago, nine headed birds were called Guhuo.

For many years in history, the ancestor of Guhuo bird is called ghost car bird.

Up again

There is no record in those ancient books and records of the great Chu Dynasty.

Only Chen xinglie knows.

The ancestor of Guiche bird in ancient times, named jiuying, is an ancient fierce beast. Jiuying's ancestor, named Jiufeng, is a phoenix with nine heads, which is a different kind of Phoenix.

It seems that Gu's beautiful ancestors were once rich.

Very rich!

It's a pity that the younger generations do not strive for success, and one generation is inferior to the other.

Today, I don't know that his ancestor's blood comes from ghost car, ghost car from jiuying, jiuying from Jiufeng.

Just like the martial arts people in the world.

People in this world have long been unaware of the glory of our ancestors.

Time flies.

How many historical truths have been lost in time.

Even in the world of martial arts in the upper world, we don't know how many ancient heritages have been broken. Even those who oppressed heaven and earth, in the world of martial arts in the upper world, there are only a number of temples and shrines, which are huge and towering like the gods of mountains, for future generations to look forward to.

Chen xinglie couldn't help sighing when he thought of this.

A thirst for knowledge grew in Chen xinglie's mind.

He looked at the towering wooden skyscrapers under the Xiaoliangshan mountain, and his heart was filled with emotion.

Even if a generation is not as good as a generation, the martial arts civilization in this world is still so bright.

In ancient times, how brilliant the civilization of martial arts and Taoism should be?

For countless years.

What is buried and hidden under the thick historical dust?

What a longing!

Chen xinglie sighed in his heart and secretly felt the chrysanthemum amulet.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword sounded at this moment.

A thousand Zhang sword light, hanging over Chen xinglie's head, exudes the true meaning of the empty and condensed sword formula, which makes Xiaoliangshan under the sun shine a layer of silvery white.

”This sword!”

Gu Huo Meimei exclaimed, ”how could this sword be you?”

This sentence is ambiguous.

The demon fairy said a sick sentence in a hurry.

But the meaning is very clear.

All the people present knew that Gu Huo Meimei became incoherent because of Chen xinglie's sword.

The next moment.

There was a burst of light.

At the moment when Chen xinglie cut off the sword light, the chrysanthemum arrow Rune flew out of his sleeve like lightning. It blended into the sword light of the empty coagulation sword formula, and chopped to Gu for beauty.

Chen xinglie made a move without any warning.

He is neither a respectable man of noble sects, nor a man of integrity.

Why should Chen xinglie inform the other party before he starts?