.       When advance troops from all over the world appeared, Chen Pan felt that the doomsday was coming, and the number gap was too big. But at this moment, the sword saint's attack made him seem to have seen dawn in the endless darkness. Such a powerful person may not be hopeless.

Especially when Chen Pan heard the name of the Sword Saint who contained endless murderous weapons, he was even more shocked.

As a Chinese in his previous life, how could he have never heard of the myths of his own nation? Even though he did not understand very thoroughly, he had heard of many things in myths.

The four swords of Zhuxian are famous mythological treasures, owned by the Master Tongtian Sect, one of the Three Pure Ones of Taoism. It is said that it seems that a sword formation can be arranged, and it is not impossible to break four powerful people of the same level.

Now the four divine weapons that the Sword Saint used the sword technique to trigger are actually called the Four Swords of Zhuxian. Could it be that he is actually the leader of Tongtian Sect in the mythological system of his previous life?

There is no doubt that this idea is very absurd. Apart from the four swords of Zhuxian, the Sword Saint seems to have no other similarities with the mythical Master Tongtian. But Chen Pan hopes that this idea is true. If the Sword Saint is really the Master Tongtian Master, there is no doubt that he will not die. His side will definitely win this battle.

"It's too strong. It seems that the situation is not as uncontrollable as we imagined." Chen Pan said to the soul in his body. Under the command of the Martial Saint, even the slightly weaker saints retreated to the second line, and naturally he would not rush out to fight.

However, the soul in his body is not as optimistic as him: "The great way of heaven and earth in the main world is the most perfect, so the Taoist patterns are more complete and more complex. It is naturally not easy to understand. Only by enduring hardships can one become the best. Therefore, the monks in the main world are stronger than those in the same realm in other worlds."

"The Sword Saint is one of the best among the saints in the ancient continent. It is actually as I expected that this would lead to such a battle. However, this is not enough to change the trend. With his strength at most, he can deal with a Hunyuan king in another world, killing saints, ghost saints and demon clan saints as well."

"But the total number of Hunyuan kings in another world is probably difficult to calculate in units of ten thousand. We cannot easily resist it in front of us. But this is not what I am most worried about. Ting Xiuqing should have had a backup plan back then. If the sudden disappearance of 90% of the generals under Emperor Xuanyuan took action, they should be able to barely resist it."

"What I am really worried about is that even if Emperor Xuanyuan killed all the emperors and supremes of the other party back then, in another world, millions of years is enough to produce new supreme powerhouses. That is definitely not something that our world can resist at present."

Although I felt that this guy was too pessimistic, it made a lot of sense. Chen Pangang's mood fell instantly: "Is there really no hope?"

"I hope that there is, the spatial order has begun to collapse, which is both a danger and an opportunity. It means that the Great Way of Heaven and Earth will be more perfect, and the speed of cultivators in the ancient continent will increase. In time, the grand occasion of thousands of supreme masters may not be reproduced, and naturally they will not be afraid of attacks from other worlds." The soul in his body said.

Chen Pan was overjoyed: "Really?"

"Yes, it's true! The space order collapsed in my era, so there was a grand occasion of thousands of supremes. Unfortunately, it took time, and this is what we lack now. The enemy's attack is already in front of us." The soul in my body just gave Chen Pan a hope, and then wiped him out again.

No matter how fast the speed of cultivation increases, it will not be achieved in three or five days. If you want to become the supreme, you may not be able to achieve it for three or five years, or even 30,000 or 50,000 years. Just like the sword saint is so powerful, you don’t know that you have stayed in the realm of a saint for hundreds of thousands of years.

There are no shortage of geniuses in the ancient continent. Not to mention the two amazing emperors millions of years ago, nor to mention the three-foot sword of the ancient continent that could not stop for a long time by a hundred thousand years ago. Just to say that there are many rising stars who can become the most powerful.

Zhao Lei, Meng Xuan, Yang Zhu, Huangfu Xuanbo, Jian Mingsheng and the children of the demon clan, even the Qilin Prince, who had already suffered defeat in the hands of Zhao Lei and Meng Xuan, may not be unable to reach the peak in the future.

Unfortunately, all this takes time. The peak powerhouse is definitely not something that can be achieved with time, but if there is not enough time, even a monster like a three-foot sword cannot be the target of everyone's headache.

"You came from ancient times, right?" Chen Pan asked.

"Yes, don't you know it from the human beings in heaven?" The soul in his body asked in confusion.

Chen Pan smiled and said, "It's just a confirmation. Since ancient times, he was the leader of the immortal war back then. Since that's the case, there shouldn't be many things you don't know on the entire ancient continent, right?"

"I dare not say that the number one person in the world, but it is indeed difficult for people who know more things than I do. Master Tianji may be able to count as one, after all, the Taoist pattern of fate is too mysterious, but unfortunately the inheritance has been broken." The soul in the body did not deny it.

"Then I ask you, have you ever heard of Pangu and Hongjun's name?"

"Pangu? Hongjun? Haven't heard of it."

"What about the Supreme Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Sect Master?"

"I haven't heard of it."

"Where is Nuwa and Fuxi?"

"No, where did you hear this? These people sounded very powerful, but I have never heard of it." The soul in my body asked in confusion.

"No, just ask casually!" Chen Pan replied casually.

Amitabha Buddha and the Four Swords of Zhu Xian are all things in my previous mythological system. Even if it is a map of mountains, rivers and the country, I have vaguely heard of it, as if it is owned by Nuwa.

Emperor Xuanyuan and Emperor Jiuli are even more incredible. They are simply another version of Xuanyuan and Chiyou in the mythology of previous lives. Even the place where the winner and defeat is decided is called Zhuolu.

Based on my understanding of the world I am in today, this world does not seem to have much connection with my previous life. However, in too many things, there are shadows in the myths of myths in the past life. What is going on?

If the people I just asked about are truly powerful people, the crisis in front of me may have hope of resolving it. After all, in legend, these people can be said to be invincible existences, and can even place the world in chaos and then reopen it up.

Unfortunately, I thought too much. I didn’t even know the soul in my body. It seems that these people have never existed in this world.

"Ah! Help!"

"Ah! Run...what monster is this?"

Suddenly, there were screams and strange laughter.

Chen Panxun looked at him and his face immediately changed.

I don't know when a terrible monster appeared in the army in another world and killed wildly.

The face is as big as a basin, the nose is divided into four holes, two mouths, and the face is full of flesh and whiskers. Who is it that monster that appeared in the Miasma Pond that day?

Why did he come here too?
Chapter completed!