On a stone platform, a woman is being baptized by light and resurrected.

When the strong man of the Sword Sect arrived, he happened to see this scene, and at the same time, he also found many people from the Sword Sect on the stone platform, including Xi Wuyue.

The strong man of the Sword Sect looked up, staring at the figure, feeling that this figure was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while?

In the end, I heard the words of others and realized who this person was, the rattle, the rattle that was lost three hundred years ago.

"How is it possible, it's really her?"

When the powerhouses of the Sword Sect were shocked, the powerhouses of the other nine major sects also discovered their disciples one after another, and the news they got was that these resurrected people were all real, and they were indeed dead people.

For a while, everyone was shocked and no one could speak.

In order to verify it, the strong man of the Sword Sect directly soared into the air and climbed onto the stone platform, the stone platform that rattled the bell.

In the audience, a monk sneered, this is a festival to find death!

"Uncle Ancestor of the Ruin Rock Master!" rattle looked at the person in surprise, finally resurrected, and the hundreds of years of waiting were not in vain.

The old man was stunned, and he didn't react for a long time, "Are you really rattle?"

"Yes, Uncle Shi, I'm back, the rattle is back......"

In perception, Xuyan determined that this person was really rattle, and that familiar breath couldn't be wrong, which meant that the other party was really resurrected.

At this time, on the stone platform, there was basically no one except for Xi Wuyue, except for some people who had left in the past, and the others died in the ring.

It can be said that the ring is like a strangulation, and half of the monks have died here.

Not to mention the shock of these ten powerhouses at this time, on the side, there are hundreds of monks who are eager to try and want to climb the stone platform, they are monks from other dynasties in Qingzhou.

"Who that person is, it's not bad, he has won more than 30 games. ”

"I heard that it seems to be called Yi Han, his strength is good, and now he has won the most games......"

A young man sneered and mocked: "The people of the Great Han Dynasty and the Great Yan Kingdom are all waste, and this one named Yi Han still has some strength......

"Haha, Brother Du is right, you see that they are like lambs to the slaughter, and they are not as good as ...... dead" A group of monks laughed, mocking the monks of the Han Dynasty and the Great Yan Kingdom.

Some monks glared angrily, eager to step forward and fight with them, this was a naked insult, "Damn, who are they? dare to laugh at me and others like this!"

"Brother Fang, don't be impulsive, these people may not be simple, you see that even the people of the ten major sects are indifferent, if we make the first bird, I'm afraid it's not appropriate!"

The man looked towards the people of the ten major sects, and saw that the people of the ten major sects did not make any moves, and the man was instantly shocked, secretly thinking that fortunately there was no impulse, otherwise it would be dangerous, "What Brother Liu said is reasonable, he is reckless!"

"Brother Fang, don't be angry, these guys, that is, playing tricks, once they get to the top, they will know what is not as good as even a dead person......"

On the stone platform, the last opponent Yi Han faced was a young man, a one-eyed young man who was blind in one eye.

"Look, another opponent of Yi Han has appeared, who is this person, it turned out to be a blind man, in the past fallen people, is anyone blind?"

Below, the monks were very interested in the identity of the young man, but none of them knew who the young man was.

However, since they don't know, everyone also knows that this young man is probably not a monk of the Han Dynasty, and should be from other regions, and everyone is no longer surprised.

"Hey, this Yi Han is fighting again, this one-eyed youth?"

The monks from other dynasties all cast their eyes, and they only felt that this one-eyed young man was somewhat familiar, as if they had heard of it somewhere, or had seen it.

"Who is that blind man? How do you think you've heard of it somewhere?"

"I really think I've seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while......"

However, at this time, a monk suddenly said, "Is he the wooden pupil of the Heavenly Remnant Sect four hundred years ago?"

"Hitomi?"

For a while, a figure appeared in everyone's minds, very similar to the figure of the young man in front of them, and there were older monks present, saying: "That's right, this is this person, he is Mu Tong!"

"What! it's really Hitomi!"

"Oh my God, no!"

For a while, these monks were all stunned, because this name was too loud four hundred years ago, in Nanxun Kingdom, almost everyone knew it, this is a genius, a demon, and his strength is monstrous.

If you say that the Heavenly Remnant Sect is one of the best sects in Nanxun Country, and its strength is very strong, this time they did not come, but they did not expect to meet the disciples of the Heavenly Remnant Sect here, but they are still dead for four hundred years.

The monks of the Heavenly Remnant Sect have a very significant characteristic, that is, they are all disabled and physically handicapped people, and their disabilities and defects are not born, but acquired self-harm.

Because the cultivation techniques of the Heavenly Remnant Sect are very special, they need to self-harm to cultivate, just like this one-eyed young man Mu Tong, who is blind in one eye, he digs it out by himself, and then merges the gouged out eye into the other eye.

The cultivation method of the Heavenly Remnant Sect can be understood in this way, the hands are remnants of the hands, the feet are remnants of the feet, the eyes are remnants of the eyes, and the eyes of the one-eyed young man are disabled, and it is easy to judge that the eye of his cultivation, the one-eyed, is definitely a big killer and needs to be guarded against.

"It's really Mu Tong, there won't be a fake, you look at his eyes, you can't be wrong!"

"Didn't he die four hundred years ago, how could he be alive again?"

"It's not that I'm alive again, but I'm temporarily resurrected, didn't you hear just now, if you want to be resurrected, you need to defeat ten games, but I don't know how many Mu Hitomi won?"

When a few people were talking, on the stage, Yi Han stared at the one-eyed young man in front of him, feeling that this young man was not simple, although he didn't seem to have a trace of fluctuation, like an ordinary person, but was it really like this?

"Heavenly Remnant Sect, Mu Tong, report your name, my subordinates are immortal and nameless!" the young man suddenly spoke, saying coldly.

"Yi Han!"

The one-eyed young man nodded slightly, and in those eyes, the wind and clouds surged, and there was a surge of light.

"Very well, then you can die!"

The killing machine appeared, a cold killing machine bloomed from the young man, and what was strange was that the young man did not move at this time, nor did he make any movements, but it gave people a very dangerous feeling.

Yi Han was the same, feeling the danger.

If you look closely, you will find that the young man's eye is like a black hole, deep and boundless, and the black light in it is rolling, which makes people feel worried from the bottom of their hearts.

"Mu Tong is about to make a move, I heard that he once killed a strong man who refined the Void and Void Combination Dao four hundred years ago, this one named Yi Han is probably not his opponent!"