The picture suddenly disappeared, Chen Pan was stunned for a moment, and then shouted like crazy: "What's going on? What's behind? What's behind?" Although he had been taken over, he could still feel the wet marks on his face.

Soul sighed: "The scene behind cannot be displayed again. The people who appear are too strong, beyond the scope that the Mirror of Time can bear. Those people are powerful people who can easily destroy a space. They are not facing one, but a group."

"Why? Why? This is just his battle. Why do I want to cry? What kind of curse is this!" Chen Pan murmured to himself. He didn't understand why this happened. He felt very sad and even wanted to kneel in front of this man, as if the discomfort in his heart would be relieved.

"Because he died in battle for the entire space where the ancient continent is located. Whether it is Ya, or other people in the ancient continent, or even every sand, stone, flower and tree of the ancient continent, he has endured his great blessing. Without him, the space where the ancient continent is located will have no future, and the Dao of Heaven and Earth has engraved this kind of blessing in the depths of the souls of the people. Not to mention that Ya is a human race or a demon race, he will have such a feeling in front of him! You must know that if he wants to leave, no one in this world can leave him."

"Who is he?" Chen Pan murmured.

"Human Emperor Ji Xuanyuan! The only supreme after the mythical era of the ancient continent was called Xuanyuan Emperor by all races in that era. It can be said that he has represented the most glorious glory of the human race. What a pity, such a genius. If he could be born in my era, how many disasters would be lost in the ancient continent!" The soul murmured to himself, not knowing what he remembered.

The Human Emperor Ji Xuanyuan and Chen Pan finally knew the name of this middle-aged man, the emperor whom all races were called. He did not leave much in history books, at least he was well-read, but he had never seen any records about this person.

There is no doubt that the battle of Blue Primrose Prairie million years ago is also true. It is not difficult for such a powerful man to cut off the entire Kunshan tens of thousands of meters, even to break the entire ancient continent into pieces.

To defeat the human race in danger, seal the dragon turtle ◎ To suppress the dragon race, to resist the powerful people in other worlds outside the country, every thing is a earth-shaking event, and every thing is enough to make anyone praise his merits for thousands of years. However, Ji Xuanyuan did not leave any relevant news.

Is this because he himself is unwilling to let people remember his kindness, or is his great achievements erased by future generations?

"Give me your body back!" Chen Pan said in a deep voice. Without saying much, the soul immediately gave up control of the body.

Chen Pan landed from the air and tidied up his clothes. Then he slowly walked to Ji Xuanyuan's huge body, knelt down heavily, then knocked his head to the ground, and knocked him hard one by one.

He did not use any protective energy, nor did he count how many he knocked. Chen Pan kept knocking hard. Perhaps it had no meaning to the Human Emperor in front of him, but it was the most direct way for Chen Pan to express his respect.

No wonder the soul would say that Ji Xuanyuan was a great hero and a peerless idiot. The stronger the person, the more he would slowly regard the weak as ants. This person not only refers to the human race, the barbarian race, the demon race, and even monsters. Even Chen Pan himself had this feeling back then, and he almost didn't care about the life and death of those cultivators who were weaker than him.

Chen Pan didn't know what the Supreme is, and he had never even heard of it, but he was so highly praised by the soul in his body. He could destroy hundreds of millions of saints in every move. That was definitely a powerful force. Ji Xuanyuan, the only Supreme in the post-mythical era, died silently here in order to see the existence of an ant in the eyes of his strong man in the same realm. And none of the people he protected knew. What is this kind of person, who is not a fool?

Although the scenes behind cannot be seen and the process cannot be known, the result is undoubtedly that Ji Xuanyuan successfully blocked the invaders from the ancient continent at the cost of his life.

Ask yourself, if you reach that level, you would never do such a thing. Chen Pan kept kowtowing. He used to yearn for Ji Xuanyuan's powerful strength, but now he admires his unparalleled spirit of sacrifice.

I am unwilling to be such a "ium", but no one can respect such a "ium".

Chen Pan kept kowtowing, tears kept flowing down. He remembered Qiuqiu, the innocent and stubborn white-haired monkey who had said he would help him find the whereabouts of his master, but how could he speak out with such a result? He had been waiting outside the demon well for millions of years and was still waiting. It dared not leave, for fear that it would just miss the master's out, and did not want to follow in against the master's wishes. If no one told it, he might not know the truth in his life.

Qiuqiu may never know that its owner does not want it, but that he really has no way to go back. If he can live, who wants to die? If Qiuqiu knows that Ji Xuanyuan is dead, he may collapse instantly. Perhaps, the best decision is to hide this news. But this means that the stubborn monkey will stay there and wait for the rest of his life until he dies. The ninth-level monster is still in line with the Taoist pattern of time. If there is no external influence, it can live with the heaven and earth.

It would be fine if there was a soul, even if it was broken, as long as there were soul fragments, there would be resurrection. However, I believe that the kind of battle that Ji Xuanyuan faced could not leave a trace of true spirit. There is no reincarnation in the world. If you die, you will die.

Wait for a lifetime? Chen Pan suddenly felt a little painful in his heart, and it was getting more and more painful. In the end, he almost fainted in pain. He collapsed on the ground and lay down for many geniuses before he recovered slowly.

A monk in the Golden Immortal Realm cannot have heart disease. Without the influence of external forces, he may experience heart pain. This is simply impossible, but now it has really happened.

"Oh!" The soul sighed, and did not say much about it. Even if he had the ability to do anything, he could not do anything.

My body finally recovered, but the sadness in my heart would not be gone for a while.

After all, people will not be able to resurrect after all. Chen Pan sighed: "Let's go! Tell me where the space channel to the ancient continent is."

The soul was silent for a moment, and then said, "Behind him."

Chen Pan walked around behind Ji Xuanyuan's huge body and saw a whirlpool representing the space channel behind his wide body.

Turning his back to all living beings and never taking a step back until death is not just a greatness. Chen Pan felt a little sad again, and his mood was turbulent, and it took him a long time to calm down.

Unfortunately, I could not stay here forever. After a sigh, Chen Pan flew into the space passage. (To be continued...
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