Sign In For 100,000 Years, Please Hurry Up

Goo, goo, goo!

Holding up the wine gourd and taking several gulps of wine in a row, Gu Changsheng wiped his mouth, his eyes were lazy, he staggered and walked towards the crowd.

"Excuse me, is it Gu Changsheng, the Wine Sword Immortal—Senior Gu?"

The burly old man clasped his fists with both hands and asked very respectfully.

"Huh?" Gu Changsheng raised his eyebrows and asked indifferently, "You juniors, you have some eyesight, but there are still people who recognize this old man?"

"Senior's name, as early as 80,000 years ago, was famous in the entire Chitian Dynasty, how could we juniors not know it?"

The burly old man rubbed his hands together and smiled embarrassingly, with a hot look in his eyes.

This old senior, who was 80,000 years ago, is standing in front of him alive, which makes him even more confident in Lingyuan Guihe.

"Ha ha…"

Gu Changsheng laughed loudly, his imposing manner was heroic, his straight sword intent rushed into the sky, strode forward, and went straight into the distance, ignoring the juniors in front of him.

The eyes of many monks shone, and they swallowed hard.

"Having lived for 80,000 years, this is really incredible..."

Looking at Jiujianxian who had left, an old man in gray murmured to himself.

"We can do it too."

Another old man in the crowd gritted his teeth and said impatiently.

"Among you, are there any Tuoba family members?"

An old voice came from a distance.

A spirited old man in black with a strong breath walked over quickly from a distance.

Tuoba family?

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but did not respond for a while.

"Senior, could it be that the Tuoba clan you mentioned is the one from the demon clan..."

A monster monk said tremblingly.

Before he could finish speaking, the old man in black stepped forward, stood in front of him, and said loudly, "Yes, that's the Tuoba family, are you here?"

"no!"

The demon cultivator quickly shook his head.

"Hey, he didn't come, it seems that my second brother is no longer in this world..."

The black-haired old man shook his head with a slightly frustrated look on his face, turned around and left.

The burly old man turned around, his eyes lit up, and he looked at the monster monk and asked: "The Tuoba family you are talking about, is it the mysterious ghost-faced vine family in the Chixi Great Lake in the Chitian Dynasty?"

"Exactly!"

The demon cultivator regained his strength, looked at the back of the old man in black, and said with a frenzied expression: "If I guess correctly, this old man in black should also be the two wives of the Tuoba family 80,000 years ago. One of the ancestors, he was a powerhouse in the Eternal Realm back then!"

hiss!

The monks all around took a deep breath.

Another figure from 80,000 years ago.

Now it is alive again!

This…

A strong impact on the spiritual world of everyone!

"According to every request, it seems that this Lingyuan Ghost River really lives up to its reputation!"

The burly old man said excitedly.

A cultivator's eyes flashed, as if he had discovered a new continent, and suddenly shouted excitedly: "Everyone, look, the white-haired old man sitting in the teahouse drinking tea seems to be the wife of Emperor Jizong 80,000 years ago. The ancestors…”

Everyone hurriedly looked at the teahouse.

In the crowd, an old demon clan opened his eyes wide and exclaimed: "Yes, it should be him! And the old man in colorful clothes opposite him was also a member of the seven-colored deer clan in my demon clan 80,000 years ago. An ancient Eternal Realm powerhouse!"

"Look! There is also one here, from the Scarlet Fire Divine Sect 80,000 years ago..."

"I also have..."

"…"

Numerous monks were talking, and many ancient figures from 80,000 years ago were identified on the street.

"It seems that Lingyuan Ghost River opened 80,000 years ago, and all those who entered here and did not return live in the City of Bliss!"

The old man in commoner muttered to himself, his expression extremely excited and excited.

"Yeah! The Blood God Sect didn't lie, and Lingyuan Guihe honestly didn't deceive me!"

Another monster strongman laughed.

"Ha ha!"

Everyone was excited and couldn't help but laugh.

Inside the teahouse.

The ancestor of the Emperor Supreme Sect couldn't help frowning when he heard the laughter of the crowd, and then his brows stretched again.

With a slight shake, he disappeared into the teahouse.

"I said you juniors are really too happy! In the past 80,000 years, the Lingyuan Ghost River has been opened twice, and you have been caught up!"

The ancestor of Huangjizong stood in front of the crowd, carrying his hands on his back, and said lightly.

The old man in gray stood in front, rubbed his hands, and smiled awkwardly: "Senior is very right, my luck is really good!"

"The city of bliss, you can respond to your needs!"

The ancestor of Huangjizong chuckled lightly.

Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed it, and a circle of ripples appeared in the void. He reached in and grabbed a sword out the next moment.

This sword exudes an unimaginable terrifying aura, and its quality is shocking.

"This is... God level?"

The burly old man recognized it for a few seconds, and then his pupils shrank, shocked.

As soon as he grabbed it, he grabbed a god-level sword.

What's happening here?

The other monks and demons were also a little confused when they saw this scene.

What is this circle of ripples?

The wine gourd that Gu Changsheng threw away before, the wine sword immortal, disappeared into the ripples; later he grabbed it from the air and grabbed another wine gourd from the ripples.

The ancestor of Huangjizong looked at the burly old man in front of him, smiled, and said softly, "This old man will please you, and this sword is for you!"

whoosh…

The divine sword in his hand was thrown lightly.

The burly old man was taken aback and took it in a hurry.

A god-level sword was given to you like this?

The ancestor of the Emperor Supreme Sect is too generous, isn't it?

You must know that the entire Chitian Dynasty does not have a god-level sword!

The other monks did not get the god-level sword, and their eyes were a little strange, and they stared at the burly old man with burning eyes.

"Wait, are you envious?"

The ancestor of Huangjizong looked at everyone calmly, put his hands behind his back, and smiled casually.

Many monks were speechless.

At this moment, no one dared to admit it easily.

after all.

If you rashly admit to envy, you will appear to be a little ignorant, and this senior will look down on him.

"I envy!"

A middle-aged demon man held back for a long time, his face turned red, and finally said these three words.

"As expected of a demon clan, you are a true temperament!"

The ancestor of Huangjizong laughed, stretched out his hand like lightning, and grabbed another hand in the void.

A circle of ripples appeared.

When his hand retracted from the ripples, there was another god-level sword in his hand.

"then!"

The ancestor of Huangjizong shouted loudly, and threw the god-level sword in his hand to the big demon man.

"Senior, you gave me this sword?"

The big man of the monster clan also hurriedly took over the god-level sword, widened his eyes, and said incredulously.

"I'm in a happy mood today, and I gave it to you..."

The ancestor of Huangjizong laughed.

"Senior, I am also envious..."

"I envy…"

"…"

At this time, many monks scrambled to speak.

turn out to be-

Obtaining a god-level sword is as simple as that, you just need to admit that little selfish desire in your heart.

"It's too late now, the opportunity has just been given to you, haha..."

The ancestor of Huangjizong laughed, and with a flick of his body, he disappeared.

The monks on the street beat their chests one by one, regretting endlessly.

behind the crowd.

Mu Qing also widened her eyes and muttered to herself, "It's a god-level sword to shoot, it's really incredible!"

"Don't be blind."

Ye Yun smiled lightly, stretched out two fingers, and touched Mu Qing's eyelids like lightning.