Chapter 3801: Today, I woke up

Yanlong Continent.
Eastern Region.
The billowing Black Sea was once a nightmare for all warriors in the Eastern Region.
Every hundreds of years, there will be a terrible disaster that endangers the entire Eastern Region. The endless Black Sea monsters cover the sea.
For thousands of years, countless disasters have erupted.
There are countless warriors of the East Territory who have been buried here, but generations of warriors have always come forward without fear of life and death.
Every time, there will be those who can turn the tide, repel endless monsters again and again, and defend this long line of defense that lies between the human beings and the abyssal black sea.
At this moment, the two old men were standing in front of the billowing black wave.
First, the body is burly, although it is an old age, but the sharpness in the eyes is not inferior to the young man.
One, with a kind smile on his face, a long robe, holding hands, his eyes glowing like wisdom.
This old man, just looking at these eyes, looked like the Asura Master Palace Master, but it was not as profound as the Asura Master Palace Master, but at the same time he had the gentleness that the Asura Master Palace Master did not.
He is not a warrior in the Shura Hall, but a warrior in the Demon Hunting Hall.
Yes, it is the master of the Yanwu Master Hall of the Hunting Demon Palace, the strongest master of the sixteen main halls of the Sixteen Kingdoms of Yanlong, the master of Yanwu.
The other person is naturally King Shenwu.
The two were once the most enchanting people in the Eastern Region for thousands of years, the strongest, and they were once the supremacy of the creatures in the Eastern Region!
The host of Yanwu Palace took the lead with a chuckle, "Since that kid completely eliminated the Black Sea disaster, there has been no danger in the Black Sea over the years."
"East China Sea Fortress, I am afraid there is no need for it to exist."
King Shenwu shook his head, "Yes."
"This fortress has poured the blood of countless warriors in the Eastern Region and has also witnessed the glorious legend of that kid."
"Here is the place to remember our history in the Eastern Region."
The Master Yan Wu nodded, "Then keep it, it is good to be a martial arts holy land."
King Shenwu nodded, "But there is no need for the two of us."
"All matters concerning the fortress have been handed over to Ye Di by the old man."
Hall Master Yan Wu smiled, "I have almost confessed."
"Has the sub-sacred artifact repaired?" King Shenwu asked, looking at his old buddy.
Palace Master Yan Wu nodded, "Yeah."
"Then let's go." King Shenwu's eyes were full of fierceness, as if he was going to penetrate the black sea and shoot directly at the turbulent flow of space at the end of the black sea.
Hall Master Yan Wu chuckled, "Little guys, all went over there."
"We old guys can't be idle either."
The voice fell.
Wow...
A flying sub-sacred instrument appeared above the Black Sea.
"You and I are already half-footed into the celestial realm."
"Now with this flying sub-sacred weapon, it should be able to pass through the turbulence of that space."
Whizzing…
Two figures rose from the sky and landed on the Flying Subsacred Artifact.
Bang...
The flying sub-sacred instrument turned into a stream of light and headed to the far end of the Black Sea.
But for a moment, the streamer disappeared above the Black Sea and finally entered the turbulence of that space.
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Eastern region, north.
Extremely cold place.
This dangerous place is already a dangerous place that almost 90% of the warriors of the Eastern Region may not dare to easily step into.
And somewhere at the end of this dangerous place, there is an extremely cold crack. The Eastern Region has been hailed as a place of death for countless years.
Therefore, even if it is hundreds of miles away from this extremely cold crack, it is already rare.
But who knows, under this crack, there is a cave.
The cave mansion is filled with all kinds of rare and rare treasures of the world, and all kinds of rare holy goods.
In the entire cave, the aura is so dense that it can be seen in fog.
In this thick fog, there are various kinds of Yuanli streamers, which looks like a fairyland.
But in the middle of the cave mansion, there was another crystal coffin.
Inside, lies an old man.
The old man has a smile on his lips.
This old man used to have a solemn face forever and never saw a smile. Only a moment before his death, he showed this smile, and he has been frozen since.
Old man, I slept for a long time.
Maybe it is, finally got enough sleep.
Or maybe it's... some other reason?
The frozen smile on the corner of the old man's mouth suddenly disappeared, and the corner of his mouth slowly moved.
Wow...
The old man's eyes suddenly opened, and there was a burst of light in his eyes.
The old man finally woke up.
However, he did not sit up, but lay quietly.
Half an hour passed.
The old man just slowly sat up from the crystal coffin and then got up.
The old palm touched the crystal coffin, to be precise, he felt the faint aura remaining on the crystal coffin.
Here, there are only two breaths.
One share belongs to him.
One thing belongs to... a kid, a kid who comes here to sit here from time to time, and then'talks' to him who is sleeping.
"Heh." The old man let out a laugh.
Even though it was joyful laughter, it was still so cold.
Perhaps it is due to the character of the old man.
"I have slept for more than 20 years, and every once in a while, I can always hear you talk about what you have experienced."
"Listen to you mumbling, listening to your irritability, listening to your worries, and listening to all your things."
"Yi Tianxing is useless after all."
"In front of the master, I can't protect you from growing, and I can't watch you grow. I only listen to your growth."
Perhaps Xiao Yi never expected that although this old man had been asleep, he could always hear what he said and said every time he came.
The old man glanced around, shook his head, looked at the rare sacred products in the world, looked at the leap of light, and looked at the radiance.
"Oh, it's making it like a daughter's boudoir." The old man vomited dissatisfaction, but he had a knowing smile on his face.
For a long while.
The old man stepped out of the cave without hesitation.
Inside the cave, there is a long-established formation that blocks all the breath and power here.
When the old man stepped out, the outside was icy and snowy, and the cold wind was howling, extremely harsh.
These cold winds are enough to be a fatal crisis for 90% of the creatures in this eastern region.
But for this old man, it is insignificant.
The cold wind howled, the old man stood by the side of the cave, standing with his hands behind his hands, letting the cold wind blow, his clothes roared and hunting, but he remained motionless, watching the flow.
Wow...
Above the sky, a stream of light suddenly came directly, piercing through layers of barriers, and through layers of cold wind, and fell straight on to the old man.
The streamer breath is extremely pure.
Look more realistically, it turned out to be a huge sword energy.
The old man's heart is only full of that kid at this moment, full of thoughts over the past two decades, full of that kid's recounts.
However, the old man's heart is calmer and more comfortable than ever before.
The old man's eyes slowly looked towards the sky above, "Although I don't know why the Eastern Martial Arts is missing, it can't be repaired on its own, if it is restrained."
"But how can the heaven and the earth stop the consummation of the great free swordsmanship."
The old man's tone was arrogant.
The old man stared coldly at the sky, "For more than 20 years, you have deceived my disciple."
锵锵锵锵...
Under the extreme cold crack, for the first time in many years, there was an inexplicable change.
The sound of clanging, as if shaking the world.
In an instant, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, covering the entire extremely cold crack, and then soaring into the sky!
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First more.