Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

In front of the gate of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the immortal god realm powerhouse was sweating at this time.

The sudden arrival of such three powerhouses really made him feel more stressed.

In normal times, this pressure could even make him collapse on the spot.

But fortunately, a few days ago, the ancestor came out of the customs, and now he is in the main hall, so he will not let him face it himself.

"Ancestor...... Ancestor ......"

Using the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's unique method of sound transmission, the immortal powerhouse began to call his ancestor in his heart.

This method of sound transmission was naturally learned by the Pure Yang Sword God after he obtained the mythical inheritance, and at that time, this method of sound transmission alone shocked the immortal who was still a young disciple at that time.

However, what this God Realm powerhouse didn't know was that every word he said at this time did not hide the divine consciousness of Mo Yu and Liu Shen.

Needless to say, the former was simply beyond his comprehension of this mythical sound transmission method, while the latter was completely stronger than this immortal god realm powerhouse.

So naturally it can't hide it from Liu Shen, but Xiong Da's strength has not yet reached the level where Liu Shen is, so he hasn't heard anything.

I only saw that the god realm powerhouse in front of the mountain gate was sweating all over his face at this time, and his expression was extremely nervous.

In fact, the current immortal is about to collapse, because he has already transmitted the voice, but he has not received a response for a long time.

This made this god realm powerhouse cry urgently, there was no way, anyone who faced the three strongest people who suddenly fell from the sky.

Because who knows if these three are here to find bad luck.

"Immortality...... What's going on......"

Just when Changsheng was about to completely let go of his voice and shout, the voice of the Pure Yang Sword God rang out from his heart.

"Ouch, Ancestor, you're finally alive!"

Changsheng was overjoyed, of course, he didn't dare to say this, but hurriedly said the current situation.

"Ancestor, there are three strong people whose strength is at least no less than that of Ancestor suddenly came to the door, and they are ...... outside the mountain gate at this time."

Changsheng transmitted the sound like this, but in fact, he still saved face for his own ancestor, because when facing his own ancestor, he didn't feel that Xiong Da was even more coercive on him at this time.

"What!"

In the main hall, the Pure Yang Sword God suddenly stood up, and his face was sluggish.

Changsheng is his direct descendant, and he used to be like the girl Chen Wan'er, he would meet him every time he went out, and naturally understood him.

"The strong person who can make Changsheng say this will definitely be stronger than me......"

was a little shocked in his heart, but this ancestor's action just now scared Chen Wan'er on the side half to death.

"What's the matter, Ancestor!" the girl hurriedly asked, looking extremely nervous.

It is true that she has seen the ancestor lose his temper twice today, which has never happened before.

At this time, the Pure Yang Sword God didn't have time to explain at all, and his heart was running rapidly.

"A strong man who is stronger than me...... There aren't many in this southern region, could it be that the powerhouse of the three palaces is here?"

Thinking of this, the face of the Pure Yang Sword God suddenly became gloomy.

Now in the divine realm, the three palaces of Taiqing, Shangqing, and Yuqing are constantly fighting, and they are becoming more and more intense.

If someone from the third palace comes, it must be to force him to stand in line.

"Didn't you expect that you couldn't escape the fate of destruction in the end......"

With a sigh in his heart, the Pure Yang Sword God raised his head, and in an instant, his face actually seemed to be a hundred years old, which made people unbearable to look at directly.

At this time, the girl Chen Wan'er was even more nervous in her heart, she didn't even know what was going on.

"Let's go, Wan'er, accompany the ancestor to meet the distinguished guests for a while......"

With a wave of his hand, the Pure Yang Sword God took the lead in going out to the main hall.

At this time, the girl Chen Wan'er reacted.

"Distinguished guests......"

While following in the footsteps of her own ancestor who had already walked out of the main hall, the girl Chen Wan'er frowned.

Although she has the simplicity of her youth, she is smart-minded.

Judging from the expression and tone of the ancestor just now, this 'distinguished guest' is obviously not that simple.

Thinking of the situation in the divine realm that the ancestor said before, the girl's eyes suddenly showed a hint of determination!

"It's better to be broken than to be broken!"

A sentence often said by the ancestor sounded in her heart, and the day when the girl knew that the fate of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had finally arrived.

"Da Da Da ......"

At this time, outside the mountain gate of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Mo Yu heard footsteps in the distance.

It's just that the footsteps seem extremely heavy and slow, as if with some kind of resolution.

Mo Yu was puzzled for a while, thinking that this strong man who was coming was terminally ill.

The Pure Yang Sword God and the girl Chen Wan'er walked out of the mountain gate one after the other, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect hurriedly saluted.

"I've seen the ancestor!"

Instead of responding as usual, the Pure Yang Sword God immediately looked at the three powerhouses that Changsheng had said.

And when he saw this, he was suddenly stunned.

Especially when I saw the peerless woman standing in front of her and shrouded in auspicious light, this super strong man who had lived for many thousands of years and had never changed his face in the face of the Holy War collapsed in an instant at this moment.

"God...... God-king?!"

The exclamation of the Pure Yang Sword God was heard far away, and the entire mountain range seemed to be quiet at this moment.

It seems that even the insects and birds have been frozen by time at this moment.

"It's me. Yanagigami's calm voice came out, breaking the silence.

"Plop!"

Then they heard the sound of kneeling fiercely, and thousands of young disciples wept silently for a moment when they saw their own ancestors, who were usually quite majestic.

"Yang Xuzi has seen the God King!"

The Pure Yang Sword God bowed to the Liu God, and Yang Xuzi was his Dao name before he became famous.

And in an instant, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, including Changsheng and the girl Chen Wan'er, seemed to have just come back to their senses.

He looked at Yanagi in disbelief.

"God...... God-king?!"

With the same exclamation as the Pure Yang Sword God before, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect were completely dumbfounded.

The God King, who only appeared in the legends of the Divine Realm and those who were super strong like the Ancestors, actually appeared in front of them like this?

Everyone was blinded, and looking at their own ancestors who were kneeling on the ground and crying, the next reaction of these disciples was to bow down directly.

At the same time, Yanagigami's calm voice sounded again.

"No need to be so polite. "

After that, Liu Shen raised his jade hand lightly, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect felt that there was a majestic wind blowing beside them, but they couldn't kneel down.

Even the Pure Yang Sword God himself was held up by an invisible force.

Standing up, the Pure Yang Sword God couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes, and looked at Liu Shen with trembling all over his body.

"God-king, you...... You ......"

He has been with you for a long time, but he doesn't know what to say.

At this time, Mo Yu walked up to Mo Yu and smiled at the Pure Yang Sword God: "Don't be excited, Daoist friends, this is not the place to talk. "