Myeongdong Immortals!

The old servant was silent when he heard this, and his face showed a hint of confusion.

This kind of insight was beyond his comprehension. Especially when I saw this person whose breath was as deep as the sea, and when he mentioned the title of 'Mingdong Immortal', he had an expression of awe on his face.

The old servant changed color.

It seems that mentioning this title is a stain on the Myeongdong immortals.

"My lord, Mingdong Immortal, could it be that like you, you are the most powerful existence in heaven and earth?"

The old servant is always a mortal, his cognition and understanding are limited, and all he can think of is the land immortals. This kind of Hongchen Immortal who is in charge of the rules of heaven and earth, has long been immortal, and has a lifespan of 700 years.

In his opinion, the Heavenly Immortal was already the end of his cultivation.

The young man's eyes were as blue as the sea, shining with a strange luster, like a little blue ice crystal, condensing in the pupils. Slowly raised his head, his face revealing old memories.

"Yes and no!"

The deep gaze, as if through the void, goes back thousands of years.

The old servant was moved.

His words were strange: "Although we have gone beyond the scope of ordinary life, we have evolved to a higher level, and we are both the masters of heaven and earth. But in comparison, my generation is just an ant, even if he lifts shoes, he is not qualified. ”

A terrestrial immortal.

Between heaven and earth, the existence that overrides all living beings and controls the supreme power. In front of that immortal, he didn't even have the qualifications to lift his shoes, and the old servant's jaw almost fell to the ground in shock.

In an instant, his eyes slammed into each other.

Gasping for air.

The man said again: "Mingdong Immortal Weng is the last god in the world in the true sense. Back then, when I was talking to Edgeworth for half a month, he bluntly said that he suspected that the god had survived for an unknown number of centuries since ancient times. ”

Regardless of the old servant's shocked expression.

His eyes were melancholy, and he said slowly: "In front of him, the land heavenly immortals are just mortals. ”

Even he couldn't understand what kind of realm the god in the mouth of the immortal on the edge of the sword had reached?

The last god and demon in the world.

I'm afraid that those immortals, with a yawn, can blow the kingdoms away.

The old servant gradually came to his senses.

He finally understood why thousands of years ago, the Blade Immortal and the Pope, the last two land immortals in the world, did not hesitate to fight for their lives for a cave.

"That's the Immortal Cave Mansion left by the Ancient Immortal God!"

The old servant's heart was beating wildly.

With this opportunity, you can even comprehend the mysteries, break through the heavenly immortals, and reach a supreme realm.

……

When the world's detection satellites converge in the sky over Kunlun.

A hundred nations are shaken.

Four islands.

An old man dressed in a big yin and yang robe, with a straight body and hair like a sword. At this moment, he was like a sculpture, staring blankly at that face.

In the heart, the turbulent waves are like a comet smashing a lake.

Frightened, confused, awe-inspired, incomprehensible, confused, dozens of complex tastes, indescribable. The ministers beside him looked at this Zhendao Sword Saint curiously.

I don't understand, why does he seem to be a ghost?

"Didn't he die eight hundred years ago?"

Long.

Watanabe Sword Saint exclaimed.

"Who is he?"

Many defense ministers, with a slight disdain on their faces, are just a Western man in his twenties. Everyone even felt that the detonation of the Fuji Sacred Mountain on the four islands by the Jiangjiu Wilderness four years ago had already scared this sword saint who had been powerful on the four islands for a hundred years.

Watanabe Sword Saint's face was solemn, and he gently spit out two words:

"Pope!"

Moment.

The smiles on everyone's faces froze in unison.

Such dialogues and reflections are taking place at the same time in 100 countries around the world. Countless older generations, like ghosts, stared at the handsome face in the picture incredibly.

The dark world, the underground forces, and all the forums on the Internet are boiling today. Even the Chinese martial arts world is also silent.

Many young people were puzzled. I don't understand why, in one day, it seems that the whole world is ignited by the Pope. Looking at the martial arts forum and the whole world, he asked curiously: "Who is the Pope? Is it even more powerful than Jiang Jiuhuang?"

Countless sneers.

The old monsters, shaking their heads in disdain. When Jiang Jiuhuang was mentioned, most of the awe on his face dissipated, and it seemed that the era of Jiang Jiuhuang had passed.

"Jiang Jiuhuang is certainly powerful, and in just a few years, he has been overwhelmed. It's a pity that in this world, after all, there is a more powerful existence than him. ”

More powerful than Jiang Jiuhuang?

Many juniors, as if guessing something, changed their faces again and again.

"Who the hell is the Pope?"

Someone asked.

Until someone stood up and replied to the whole world:

"Eight hundred years ago, the last land immortal!"

At this moment, the whole world is quiet.

Goddess.

With the heaven and earth, with the sun and the moon with life, a rage of the sea cold, a smile of wind and thunder, between joy and anger, the weather is thousands.

To say that the most uncomfortable thing is the Chinese martial arts world, let Huaxia flourish, let the martial arts world flourish, and let the martial arts tens of millions. The Western Pope only needs to go there for a stop, and the entire Chinese martial arts world will be suppressed by him alone.

The land immortals have always been invincible.

Undefeated in a hundred battles, immortal and immortal.

"How is it possible, didn't the Pope die eight hundred years ago?"

There are still people who don't believe it.

And his question, no one responded. The Pope is so far away from this era that it has been almost forgotten by history, and in modern times, the secular world does not know about his existence at all.

Therefore, after calming down, many people suspect that someone is using the name of the pope to make a fortune.

After all, the popes have been separated by more than 800 years, dozens of dynasties, and hundreds of spring and autumn periods. And as the last immortal eight hundred years ago, no one knew how long the Pope had lived.

How could he live like this?

"If it's true, an immortal eight hundred years ago appeared in Kunlun, Huaxia, some people should be panicking, right?"

Many Western powerhouses, gloating.

Just as Jiang Jiuhuang went to the western border, the great powers could not sleep and eat, and they could not sleep at night. Huaxia also tasted this taste, a celestial immortal, who appeared on his own territory at some point.

In fact.

The steel army stationed in Kunlun has long been in chaos.

Of the 100,000 troops, only 50,000 came. Preparations for the launch of nuclear weapons are also ongoing. Weapons and ammunition, still on the way.

The land immortals are now in the world.

The Western Dao system, the dark world, the underground forces, these people who were once suppressed by the Eastern Martial Realm, raised their arms and shouted today.

Contrarily.

China is gloomy.

All the warriors lost their voices at the same time.

In this world, there is no one who dares to provoke the divine power of the immortals.

……

Kunlun blessed land, thousands of miles of red land, a Dapeng bird covers the sky and the sun, like a mountain across the sky, every time the wings flutter, flying sand and stones, tornadoes are raging.

On the back of Peng Bird, there were several people standing.

The river fish robe is still the same, the clothes are fluttering, and the hands are standing on the head of the Dapeng bird, overlooking the thousands of miles of land. Until now, he became more and more sure that this space could not be done by the Yuanying Heavenly Monarch.

Only the immortal power, such as the Yuanying Heavenly Monarch, who controls the laws of space, can open up thousands of miles of clouds and expand the territory.

Jiang Yu has no idea what is happening in the outside world.

In the past two days, under the leadership of the Purple-winged Dapeng King, the river fish pushed Kunlun horizontally, beheaded dozens of beast kings, and harvested two treasure medicines.

There are many smiles on his face.

The Purple-Winged Roc King breathed a sigh of relief, it was finally saved. Xu Daozhi also breathed a sigh of relief, and Jiang Yu finally took his attention away from the Mixed Yuan Creation Fruit.

Of course, this is because Xu Daozhi took the initiative to pick two pieces and give them to the river fish.

"Xiaodao is unlucky, and it always meets this old devil Jiang. ”

Xu Daozhi was helpless.

"Senior, you are about to offend all the spirit beasts in this ancient battlefield. ”

Luo Lao smiled bitterly.

It is rumored that where Jiang Jiuhuang goes, chickens fly and dogs jump. He didn't believe it before, but now he does.

The eyes of the river fish flickered.

He sensed several powerful qi machines, concentrated in the depths of Kunlun, and several of them were exactly the same as the Zhenjiang Eight Immortals that Jiang Yu had once beheaded.

"To the southeast, go two hundred miles. ”

The river fish opened lightly.

In the past two days, the Purple-winged Dapeng King, who has always been obedient and obedient, actually fell to the ground when he heard the words, crawling and trembling, no matter how Yun Lan beat and scolded, he didn't take a step forward.

"There's no need to force it. ”

The river fish shook his head.

The crowd was puzzled: "This beast is muddy, if you don't give it a little trouble, it won't be obedient." ”

Looking at the frightened Dapeng King, Jiang Yu said with a smile: "It's just afraid of the breath there, the innate bloodline suppression, even if it is killed, it doesn't dare to go deeper." ”

Gu Changsheng's face was full of seriousness.

With just a wisp of breath, it was still more than two hundred miles away, and it crushed a beast king to the point where it could not move. Even the land immortals don't have this ability.

"Big... My lord, in front of you is the forbidden land of the beast clan, Kunlun Heavenly Palace. ”

The Purple-winged Dapeng King, facing that direction from afar, bowed down reverently.

"The master of the Heavenly Palace, it was the Kunlun Blessed Land, the twenty-seventh generation, the Divine Hidden True Monarch!"