Chapter 245 Jiang Chen! The person who holds the holy grass for qi transport is the holy master of T
Chapter 245 Jiang Chen! The person who holds the holy grass for qi transport is the holy master of T
Jiang Chen took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "First, in the ancient era, the Taihuang Sacred Land has been wiped out by the fluctuating Sacred Land, and all the disciples died in battle. This is something that the entire vast continent knows. Then ......
what happened to senior?
"It involves something very long ago.
The old man in Taoist robe said leisurely: "In that year, the powerhouses of the starry sky of all races invaded the vast continent, and the vast continent was facing extinction. At that time, the Sacred Land was the first force in the vast continent.
In order to protect the vast sky, so, under the orders of the Holy Master, we, the Taihuang elites and the powerhouses of other forces, went to the depths of the starry sky to fight against the powerhouses of the starry sky of all races.
That battle was brutal. We successfully blocked the iron hoofs of the strong men of all races, but we also suffered heavy losses.
Most of the people who went out were killed, and those of us who survived were also unable to return due to serious injuries. They had no choice but to fall into a deep sleep.
As for... As for what happened later, you should already know. "
"after that..…...…"
Jiang Chen added: "Toohuang Sacred Land has all the elites out, Sacred Land is empty, Fluctuating Light Sacred Land can take advantage of the emptiness and successfully destroy Taihuang Sacred Land.
That being said, Fluctlight Sacred Land is pretty mean enough.
Jiang Chen asked again: "So... what's the situation with him?"
"Ha ha."
The old man in Taoist robe turned his head to look at the Son of Heaven, and said with a smile: "Actually, the Son of Heaven is the Taihuang Son of the Previous Era, who was sealed by the divine source and awakened in this era.
"The Holy Son of the Desolate..."
Jiang Chen turned to look at the emperor, very surprised.
"But in the end, I, the so-called Holy Son of Taiyuan, is not as good as you as an outsider.
brush!
The emperor flew to the lake and sighed, a little helpless.
After recovering his memory, there was an aura of peace in his body.
Maybe it's been sealed by Shenyuan for a long time?
"Ha ha."
The old man in Taoist robe smiled and said: "The grass word sword art in Taihuang secret realm, and the holy grass imprint of luck, these should have been inherited by the Holy Son. But at that time, you were the first to understand the grass word sword art, the luck of luck. The holy grass imprint also chose you in the end, not the Son of Heaven."
The emperor spread his hands and shook his head, feeling a little embarrassed.
He, this holy son, doesn't seem to have a face.
The old man in Taoist robe said again: "With your talent, you will be able to revive Taihuang Sacred Land in the future and lead Taihuang Sacred Land to glory."
The old man in Taoist robe was full of energy and seemed to be full of confidence in Jiang Chen.
"Senior means..."
Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment.
The old man in Taoist robe said with a serious expression: "You are the one chosen by the holy grass for luck, the one we chose, the one who holds the holy grass for luck is the Holy Master of Taihuang, I wait... willing to follow the new Holy Master pace of!"
"Besides..."
As if afraid of Jiang Chen's rejection, the Taoist-robed old man 733 continued: "Besides, the Holy Master needs us now, doesn't he?"
What he was referring to was, of course, the current battle of the three Sacred Lands.
Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed, and then he nodded.
He agreed.
With the new combat power of Taihuang Sacred Land, the current unbreakable situation can be broken.
Jiang Chen didn't expect that the final breaking point would be here.
Somewhat unexpected.
There is nothing wrong with becoming the Holy Master of Taihuang.
Seeing Jiang Chen agreed, both the Taoist robe old man and the emperor showed a smile.
Afterwards, the two of them looked at each other and saluted Jiang Chen.
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