It’s not that scary. The saint who had been sleeping for tens of thousands of years suddenly opened her eyes.

I dare not move, I really dare not move!

Yang Zhen was dumbfounded, watching Saint Tianxuan staring at him. After a long while, he swallowed, raised his arm and waved, and greeted with the most harmless smile and voice: "Are you awake, sister?"

There was no response. Saint Tianxuan just stared at Yang Zhen.

No one knew whether it was because the sound transmission in this ancient world was too poor, or because the sound insulation of the ice coffin was too good, but Saint Tianxuan did not respond to Yang Zhen.

The next moment, Yang Zhen suddenly discovered something strange.

It is true that Saint Tianxuan was staring at him, but her expression was without any emotion, as if Yang Zhen was a stone and Saint Tianxuan was using the stone to daydream.

Yang Zhen himself had had this feeling before, staring at something but actually not seeing it at all, but thinking about his own things.

Could it be that the Saint of Tianxuan did not "wake up"? Thinking of this result, Yang Zhen tried to do a classic Jackson move, covering his head with his left hand and his right hand... So cool!

Saint Tianxuan still did not make any move.

But the next moment, the hair on Yang Zhen's body stood up again.

The ice coffin is gone!

The ice coffin on Saint Tianxuan disappeared! When Yang Zhen noticed that the ice coffin had disappeared, Saint Tianxuan stood in the air for a long time. Her ethereal temperament, like that of a banished fairy, was the most extraordinary one Yang Zhen had ever seen. Even Hua Youyue could not compare to this ethereal feeling.

At the same time, a long sword appeared in the hand of Saint Tianxuan, which was exactly the same as the one Yang Zhen saw when he first met her.

Next, Yang Zhen’s eyes widened and he watched every move of Saint Tianxuan without blinking.

Saint Tianxuan was dancing with a sword, she was in mid-air, her white clothes fluttering in the wind. The ethereal feeling almost took Yang Zhen away. The fragrance made Yang Zhen realize that this was not just his imagination.

What Yang Zhen couldn't imagine was that, although Saint Tianxuan was simply dancing with the sword, Yang Zhen could clearly sense any subtle changes of the holy power in Saint Tianxuan's body, just like... Yang Zhen's own sword dancing.

I don't know when it started, but the big sword in Yang Zhen's hand also slowly became misty. It was a bit awkward at first, a masculine man holding a giant door-panel sword, dancing like a woman. Later, the more powerful aura Yang Zhen exuded, the stronger it became, until finally, the holy power in Yang Zhen's body completely erupted, and his movements became more and more open and close.

In the air, the dense ancient aura was stirred up by Yang Zhen and his sword. The wind and clouds changed, and the violent power of the holy realm moved the heaven and earth, rumbling like a mountain collapse and the earth splitting, as if every sword could destroy all living things.

When Yang Zhen stopped, his eyes gradually became heavy and he fell asleep unknowingly. It seemed as if he slept for ten thousand years.

There was a murmuring sound in his ears, like crying and complaining. Yang Zhen wanted to hear it more clearly, but it became more and more vague. He wanted to open his eyes, but his whole soul seemed to be shackled by some irresistible force and he could not do it at all.

It was not until Yang Zhen's whole body shuddered and all the holy power in his body was exhausted, leaving his dantian empty, that he took a deep breath and opened his eyes, already sweating profusely.

After waking up, Yang Zhen hurriedly looked towards the ice coffin, with an expression of shock and doubt on his face!

The ice coffin is still the same ice coffin, and Saint Tianxuan is still the same Saint Tianxuan, with her eyes closed and her long eyelashes, which makes people so excited that they can't even breathe too loudly.

Another dream?

But that real feeling didn't even feel like a dream.

Especially at the moment when Saint Tianxuan opened her eyes, the throbbing feeling in Yang Zhen's heart was so strong.

"Sansheng Flower, it's Sansheng Flower!"

A cry of surprise was heard, and Yang Zhen turned his head suddenly to look. The Great Elder had an excited look on his face and his voice was trembling.

Elder Jian looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, as if there was grass growing on Yang Zhen's body, and he was stunned.

The ban on the Ten Mountains has been broken. Ma Dai and others knelt on the ground respectfully and performed a strange and grand ceremony for the entire clan.

According to legend, the Sansheng Flower blooms three times and is the supreme treasure between heaven and earth. Those who possess the Sansheng Flower can remember the memories of their previous lives even if they are reincarnated three times.

The skills practiced by the Three Flowers Saint are the heavenly way that her ancestor realized from the Three Lives Flower.

Just a set of exercises was enough to allow the Three Flowers Saint to be reincarnated. Although Yang Zhen's mistake occurred in the middle, it was still a success after all.

Who would have thought that there would be a treasure like the Sansheng Flower here? In the air, a pale yellow unknown flower bloomed quietly in the sky, echoing the ice coffin of Saint Tianxuan in the air.

At some point, bursts of vitality began to emanate from the ice coffin.

Yang Zhen's heart moved and he became more certain. Since he entered the Ten Mountains, he had entered that kind of illusion again. However, this time his strength seemed to have been recognized by Saint Tianxuan, who taught her the entire sword technique.

In other words, Yang Zhen realized another more powerful holy sword from the swordsmanship of Saint Tianxuan! More and more cultivators entered the Ten Mountain World, and when they saw the Sansheng Flower and the ice coffin of Saint Tianxuan in the air, their faces were filled with excitement.

There must be good fortune here, but I don’t know who will be blessed with this unprecedented good fortune.

For a moment, countless people set their eyes on the Great Elder, Ma Dai and others.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

In terms of strength, the Yaoguang Holy Land and the Lin Clan are definitely the leaders here.

Saint Yaoguang stared at Saint Tianxuan in a daze, as if he was astonished by her. He then set his eyes on the Three Lives Flower with an eager look on his face, muttering to himself: "The Three Lives Flower is blooming, the Three Lives Flower is blooming, the Three Lives Sutra is learned from the Three Lives Flower."

Having said this, the eagerness in Saint Yaoguang's eyes became even more intense.

Yang Zhen frowned. What on earth did Saint Tianxuan want to do? Buzz! The world suddenly buzzed, and endless air waves gathered in the air. The Ten Mountains Restriction completely erupted and activated, trapping everyone in the Ten Mountains World.

Countless people cried out in surprise, with looks of horror on their faces, and all their eyes fell on the Great Elder.

"not good!"

The Great Elder's face flashed with shock. He stared at the Sansheng Flower in the air and said in a deep voice: "The Sansheng Flower is not the property of Saint Tianxuan!"

Yang Zhen also felt that this Sansheng Flower was not what Saint Tianxuan used to resurrect.

Tianxuan Saint, it seems that she is using the Sansheng Flower to condense her soul! "Quick, get out of here!" The Great Elder suddenly roared, and violent waves of air suddenly burst out from his body, covering everyone.

Everyone panicked and rushed in all directions.

In the air, the wind and clouds changed constantly, and there were tremendous divine powers that seemed to destroy the entire Ten Mountains World.

The ice coffin of Saint Tianxuan emanates a bright light that is dazzling.

Yang Zhen's whole body was shaking violently, and he stared at the San Sheng Flower in the air that was blooming more and more.

Saint Tianxuan is actually gathering that person's soul!

Yang Zhen suddenly regretted barging in so rashly. Seeing the Great Elder rushing towards San Sheng Hua madly, Yang Zhen snorted coldly and moved to block the Great Elder.

"Yang Zhen, you are crazy. If we don't destroy the Sansheng Flower, we will all die here!"

Yang Zhen shook his head and said, "I owe her a favor, no, two!"

"What a joke! How could the dignified Saint Tianxuan need your favor?" The great elder slashed at Yang Zhen with a sword.

(End of this chapter)