"Little friend, it seems that you really understand! Otherwise... The cage of heaven and earth will not be opened!" the old man had no choice but to smile bitterly, "your time has finally come!"

"My time?" Zhao Yuande seemed to feel something wrong. He felt as if he had been trapped!

"Yes! It's your time and your mission!" the old man said with a bitter smile, "I didn't expect it would be you. Why did the beheading magic sword in the inheritance of the twelve divine swords choose you..."

"The cutting magic sword among the twelve divine swords? What is it?" Zhao Yuande became more and more curious. He felt as if he had fallen into a terrible vortex.

"It still needs to start from the beginning, but this is not the place to talk. Come with me!" the old man turned and walked towards a hall.

"Ancestor, can my aunt and I go together?" at this time, two figures appeared not far away. It was Fang Yemei and the middle-aged beautiful woman.

"All right! Come along!" the old man nodded.

"Organize this sword inheritance right away and let all those who are qualified to enter the inheritance place enter it this time! After the inheritance is over, all people who are not Fang's blood will be expelled down the mountain! Then recall all Fang's disciples who have practiced outside, and our Fang's family will close the mountain for ten thousand years!" the old man's voice was transmitted, and the whole mountain top echoed.

"There must be something important that we don't know in this change of heaven and earth, otherwise our ancestors wouldn't have made such a decision!"

As soon as the news was passed out, the whole Taicang mountain was boiling, and uncontrollable excitement appeared on all the faces qualified to enter the place of inheritance.

As usual, 99 people will enter the place of inheritance every hundred years. Now the Fang family has made such a decision. How can they not be excited.

Zhao Yuande and his family quickly walked out of the palace and hurried into a transmission hall.

When their figure disappeared in the transmission array, the old man frowned more tightly.

"He... Is still too weak! I don't know if he can hide from those old people this time!" although the old man's voice is very light, it is extremely dignified.

"Old ancestor, is he... Really OK?" Fang Yemei's voice trembled slightly. "He's just the later stage of the holy realm!"

"I hope he will grow up as soon as possible!" the old man said.

“……”

When Zhao Yuande and the three of them walked out of the transmission array, they still looked frightened.

The information they just received can no longer be described as shock.

"Brother Zhao... It's not a dream!" Lu Shan couldn't believe it. "Are you awake now? We're going to fight the Lord and the Lord... Isn't this going to die?"

"The cage of the evil realm has been opened, and the creation world is about to fall into chaos. The scene of demons dancing in disorder is about to appear!" Feng Ying's voice is somewhat bitter. "It turns out that all these are not myths and legends, but real. It seems that our God Moon Palace has to make a choice! Whether to fight or close the mountain gate to avoid the world..."

"If all the major forces, like the Fang family, choose to close mountains and avoid the world, what should the creation world do? Should they be destroyed?" Lu Shan showed a touch of intolerance on his face.

"The major forces have their ideas and reasons no matter what they choose. We are not qualified to ask them, and no one wants to see their sect destroyed." Zhao Yuande sighed and shook his head, "but it's too early for us to discuss these now. There is still a year before the disaster will really come, and we still have some time to prepare!"

"A year... Is too short." Feng yingyu sighed lightly, "but this should be the limit of the Fang family."

"Well, don't discuss this first. Now that you have come to Zhongzhou, it is Miss Feng's territory. You should take us around." Zhao Yuande showed a touch of expectation on his face.

"Yes! In a year, we still have the right to choose. Let's go... Don't frown here!" Lu Shan nodded again and again.

"OK! Brother Zhao, you are not in a hurry. What am I in a hurry?" Feng yingyu smiled with self mockery on her face.

"Where are we now?" they walked out of the transmission hall and looked at the busy street.

"Look at that building... It looks like the divine Sun Tower! This should be the divine Sun City of the divine sun sect!" Feng yingyu observed the next four weeks and said.

"Shenyangzong! Can't it be such a coincidence!" Zhao Yuande couldn't help but say, "did the elder know my origin with shenyangzong and deliberately sent us to the territory of shenyangzong?"

"Your origin with Shenyang sect?" Lu Shan couldn't help wondering, "what's the origin?"

"My..."

"Get out of here, get out of here... Get out of here! When Zhao Yuande wanted to explain, there was a rumble at the end of the street.

When they looked up, they found a god drive flying in the air. Three huge flame God birds pulled the God drive in front. A big man with black armor and a ferocious face sat before the God drive, waved a whip and beat the flame God Bird constantly.

"Hurry... Run away! The son of shenyangzong is coming. I don't know who will be unlucky again!" when the cultivators on the street saw the God flying, they couldn't help staring at each other and rushed into the shops facing the street in horror, as if they were avoiding the plague.

Zhao Yuande couldn't make trouble, so he took Lushan and Feng yingyu into a shop.

"Miss Feng, what's the matter with the Holy Son of Shenyang sect?" Lu Shan couldn't believe it. "How can such a big Shenyang sect appear in such a dandy?"

"Wang Shenyang, the Holy Son of Shenyang sect, is a good man, and he is also the fiance of a senior sister in Shenyue palace. I have seen him before. He is gentle and elegant. He is not like this kind of person!" Feng yingyu also looked puzzled.

"You three come to Shenyang City for the first time!" at this time, a middle-aged man around them looked at them and asked.

"We are really the first time to come." Feng yingyu nodded.

"That's no wonder." the middle-aged humanist said, "this is indeed the car of shenyangzong Shengzi, but shenyangzong Shengzi is definitely not among them. It's just a slave who pretends to be powerful and supports others."

"You mean the big man driving?" Lushan said.

"Yes! That's him!" the middle-aged man nodded, "This man's family has been a slave of Shenyang sect for generations. However, he has saved the father of the son of Shenyang sect, that is, the contemporary Lord of Shenyang sect, so he has become a successful slave. He has become a certified disciple of Shenyang sect. This big driving man grew up with the son of Shenyang sect from a young age, and they have a good relationship, so he has become a saint of Shenyang sect Son's men,