"Senior sister, let's finally come out for a trip, can we go back to the sect so soon, I haven't had enough fun. ”

The snow warbler pouted and said with some reluctance.

Although the environment on the earth is garbage, it is very new to her, and the feeling of walking sideways here is really pleasant, not like returning to the Immortal Void Realm, a cultivator like her, you must be cautious when you go out.

"I originally wanted to gain something in the tomb of the Sage, but I didn't expect it to be destroyed, and there is no point in us staying any longer. ”

Xue Ji said, glancing at Xuanyuan Hanxin, in fact, she felt that it was not easy to find such an excellent seedling for the sect, and she was afraid that something would go wrong if she continued to stay.

"Big sister, I know you are a good person, can you not take me away, I am reluctant to grandpa, and besides, Brother Haoran will definitely look for me, if he knows that you took me away, he will definitely not give up. ”

Although Xuanyuan Hanxin is only ten years old, his mind is far more mature than that of children of the same age.

"Little one, let's wait for your brother Haoran to go to our Immortal Void Realm. ”

Xue Ying glared at the little girl, grabbed her arm with one hand, and disappeared into the vast night sky with her senior sister.

……

At the same time, all over the world, many mysterious people with incredible power have suddenly appeared.

At the foot of the Nordic Snow Mountain, a reckless man exuding the breath of a demon beast, two and a half and eight tall, his muscles were like concrete, and he felt powerful about to explode.

"Hey, ha-"

Not far away, it is the Viking tribe that claims to be the descendant of Hercules, and a group of young elites in the clan are sweating and training on the martial arts field, some are running with two or three hundred kilograms of cobblestone, some are lifting a calf, some are turning in circles against a thick tree trunk, and there is an exceptionally strong person pushing a tank with his bare hands......

"Is this the so-called most powerful race on earth, too weak chicken. ”

Suddenly, a sarcastic voice sounded, and a reckless man exuding the aura of a demon beast walked out of the woods.

"Who are you, and why are you trespassing on our land?"

The Vikings who were practicing, realizing that the comer was not good, all stopped practicing, and looked at the comer vigilantly.

"Grandpa, I'm here today to show you what power is. ”

The reckless man grinned, hooked his little finger arrogantly, and said disdainfully: "Which of you has the strongest strength, you can come out and try it." ”

"It's too much of a deception, I'll meet you!"

The strong man who was pushing the tank, the most powerful of these young men, spoke angrily, and rushed towards the reckless man.

"Bang!"

The reckless man followed the comer is punch, and the body of the strong man who rushed was beaten to the point that it was arched like a boiled prawn, flew out upside down, and crashed into the tank with a bang, knocking over the dozens of tons of tanks.

"It's too weak. ”

The reckless man shook his head in disappointment and strode towards the depths of the Viking manor.

"Ahh

The other young Viking powerhouses were all shocked by the earth-shattering blow of the reckless man, and it was not until the reckless man walked into the territory that they reacted and chased after them, but no one dared to step forward to stop them, so they had to raise the alarm.

Suddenly, the entire Viking territory was jumping, and the strong people in the clan appeared one after another.

"Bang bang bang-"

However, all the strong men are not the enemies of the reckless man, one is beaten one by one, and one pair is beaten by a pair, and they are either dead or disabled.

Soon, no one dared to step forward again, and their legs shivered far away on the periphery.

"This is the weakest, and it's embarrassing to claim to be the strongest race on Earth? ”

The reckless man spat at the ground in disappointment, his opponent was too weak, he was not interested in continuing to play, and strode out.

"Good man, we are not the strongest race on the planet at all, we are all misinformation. ”

Victor, the patriarch of the Viking clan, shouted in a trembling voice, and said with an idea: "Actually, there is a man named Tang Haoran in Huaxia, he is the real number one strongman, and our entire Viking people are not enough for him to fight alone, of course, not enough for you to fight alone." ”

"Ao, you said that the one named Tang Haoran is really so powerful?"

The reckless man was interested when he heard it.

He came from the Immortal Void Realm, and he was a young powerhouse of the ancient barbarian clan ranked fifth in the Eight Great Sects, and he came to the earth to train, and the most important thing was to fight a few battles.

"Yes, not long ago, he killed a powerhouse in the Earth Immortal Realm on the top of the Great Wall of China. ”

Victor said.

"Kill the Earth Immortal Strong? You old guy fooling children, just your broken planet, the powerhouses of the God Realm are rare, let alone the Earth Immortal Realm, how can there be an existence that kills the Earth Immortal Realm? You must be lying to me, right?"

The reckless man scrambled a few strides to Victor's approach, grabbed him by the neck, lifted it high, and asked sharply.

"The good man let go...... Ahem...... I, what I said is true, and if there is a word that is not true, our whole clan is at your disposal. ”

Victor is also a top grandmaster powerhouse, and he is powerless like a little chicken, so scared that he begs for mercy again and again.

"Hmph, forgive me for not daring to fool Lao Tzu, okay, Lao Tzu is going to Huaxia to meet that Tang Haoran for a while. ”

The reckless man snorted coldly, laughed and walked out.

It wasn't until the reckless man walked away that Victor relented, and the others gathered around, all of them looking terrified.

"It's so powerful, where did this come from?"

"Patriarch, can this reckless man beat Huaxia Tang Haoran?"

Some people asked the patriarch Victor.

Victor's face was extremely gloomy, and he cursed viciously: "Let him eat the dog, it's better to die." ”

……

In New York's most prosperous Times Square, a warrior in ancient costume suddenly appeared, this person was dressed in black and black-haired, handsome and extraordinary, carrying a long sword at his waist, wandering in the lively and bustling streets.

"Damn, where did this stupidity come from?"

When one of the old black gangsters reached out to draw the sword on the young man's waist, he saw a cold light flash, and a red line flashed between the necks of the four gangsters, and after a violent convulsion of the body, blood splattered, and he fell to the ground and died.

"Ah, murder!"

Suddenly, the lively streets were in chaos.

Almost immediately, the police patrolling nearby rushed over and shouted and shot at the man in black who was armed with a long sword.

"Bang bang bang-"

The young man's wrist shook, and the bullet hit the sword light, reflecting back, killing all those who fired the shot.

Then, the young man went shopping as if nothing had happened.

After a while, the FBI Special Operations Division sent a team of elites, and all the young men were killed.

The White House was alarmed, and the special wave sent the hunting team over, with advanced equipment, at the heavy cost of five team members, only shot and wounded the mysterious man, and watched the people disappear like ghosts.

(End of chapter)