Chapter 909

uncle Wumei was confused by Zhang Xing. He waved his hand and didn't think about it.

Ask more important questions.

"Young man, I feel a smell of light magic in you. Are you a disciple of the temple of light?"

"No, I just know the magic of light."

Zhang Xing replied.

"Boy, you lie. The magic of the temple of light will never be spread out. Don't tell me you learned it secretly."

The old man without eyebrows looks cold and cold.

"Oh, I know that the people in the temple of light have not taught me, and they will not teach me."

"I learned from sister Ana, the ancestor of the temple of light, a saint of your time."

Zhang Xing explained.

"What? You mean ana Stacia, the nineteenth Lord of the temple of light? "

No eyebrow grandfather shocked way.

Then he seemed to think of something and frowned.

"Nonsense, nonsense!"

"You can see that the master of the temple of ANA has a heavy responsibility in a secret place."

At that time, their saints performed their respective duties and performed arduous tasks.

No one can find them if they don't show their spirits on purpose.

Zhang Xing put his hands together: "I saw sister ANA in a hidden space in the forest of Warcraft in Tianxing empire. Just like you, she has only a trace of residual spirit living in the sacred vessel."

"Sister ANA and her disciples are suppressing the passage between the dark and the human race."

"She gave me the light magic, which was the reward for labor, and I also contributed a part of my strength."

After hearing this, the puzzled color on his face became shocked.

As soon as he entered Wanren mountain, he had a strange feeling, but he couldn't say what it was.

However, he believed that because of this special feeling, he would meet with him. Magic seeking TXT www.qiumotxt.com

Thinking of this, the old man without eyebrows was relieved.

Not to mention anything else, just the age of Zhang Xing. He can break through the realm of one star Zun at about 10 years old, which is amazing and has broken the cultivation record of Shenglong continent for thousands of years.

Who doesn't want to see such a monster.

This is the youngest and most powerful saint who is about to rise on the mainland of Shenglong!

"Zhang Xing, you take this holy sword and go away!"

Until this time, no eyebrow ancestor only called out the name of Zhang Xing, which is obviously officially recognized him.

"This Not so good? "

Zhang Xing hesitated.

Take this old guy with you. Will he find out the secret of Dragon Island.

Although he is only a trace of the Holy Spirit, but also extremely powerful, strength at least in the five or six star Zun state.

If it was not for the consumption of thousands of years, the strength of the elderly would be even higher.

Of course, this is just Zhang Xing's guess. He doesn't know how strong a saint is, and what kind of realm is his remnant thoughts.

However, even if it can reach more than six or seven stars, Zhang Xing does not intend to ask him.

Shenlong island is his biggest dependence. He doesn't need other people as his backers.

"What's not so good?"

The old man frowned, but then relaxed.

"Brother Zhang Xing, don't worry. Although you are not a disciple of wanrenshan mountain, I left a legacy. No matter who it is, as long as you can pull out the holy sword, it belongs to everyone."

"My unruly disciples will not stop me."

"Besides, I'll give you the sword. I'll rest assured."

"Even if I stay here and give it to my disciples, they can't play the role of holy sword."

The old man without eyebrows said that, with a look of relief on his face, after waiting for thousands of years, he finally found the master.

From today on, the holy sword is back in the world, sweeping all the gangsters and killing all the remaining dark evils!

My grandparent without eyebrows will be famous all over the mainland again!