On the West Lake, the waves rise and fall, the flower boats sway with the undulations of the water surface, and the sound of splashing is endless.

Wei Wuya stood on top of the flower boat, looking at the thousands of winter clothes and iron armor not far away, wishing that he was dreaming.

"True immortals, all true immortals?"

"How is this possible?"

Even Li Pujia, who has always been indifferent, couldn't help but exclaim.

There are a number of true immortals in the world, and it may definitely be more than a hundred.

But the army in front of him in black armor is overwhelming, not to mention 100,000.

How could there be so many true immortals in the world?

When did the true immortal become so worthless?

"Amitabha, monk, am I dazzled. ”

The little monk stood on the top of the boat, scratching the back of his head, thinking that he must be dreaming.

The three of them are basically the leaders of today's young generation, but at this time, they are so shocked that they can't keep their mouths shut.

For a while, I didn't know how to speak.

So much so that only the sound of falling waves remained between heaven and earth.

"Immortal Banban, this can't be the person Mr. Chunqiu said before, right?"

Wei Wuya felt the trembling of Li Chunqiu's pardon in his palm, and a feeling naturally rose in his heart that the person in front of him was really the person Mr. Chunqiu said.

One hundred thousand true immortals, this is like a dream.

"Mr. Chunqiu?"

Li Pujia and the little monk turned their heads at the same time and said in unison.

The reason why they were with Wei Wuya was not because the two lines of Buddhism and Taoism wanted to know about this matter?

was born suddenly, directly forced through the human catastrophe, and then invited the people of the world to fight, and after worshipping all living beings, he broke the thousand-year-old situation and unified the nineteen countries.

Such a character, when angry, the princes are afraid, and if they live in peace, the world will rest, and no one can look at it as nothing.

For those who have the existence of Taoism in the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, this is an existence that needs to be paid more attention.

Because he is the one who can make the order between heaven and earth.

"You should all know that what my old man should do before, Mr. Chunqiu said, someone will come to take over all this. ”

Wei Wuya didn't know whether to laugh or cry:

"That man was his only disciple. ”

"Yes...... This is more than 100,000 true immortals, how can it be?"

Li Pujia opened his mouth to question, and he couldn't help but not question it, because Mr. Chunqiu was only a true immortal realm before, although he seemed to have an epiphany suddenly, and he was a thousand miles a day.

But the epiphany was just an epiphany, how could he have an apprentice who could mobilize such an army.

The little monk also looked at Wei Wuya, with the same question in his eyes.

This...... I can't figure it out!

Wei Wuya also knew that he couldn't figure it out, but ...... The facts are in front of you, and this is not for thinking.

"Indeed, the pardon in my hand tells me that there can be no fault with this, and if it is wrong, what can we do?"

Wei Wuya's words left the two speechless, they really couldn't do anything.

So, Wei Wuya raised his head and looked at the array of battle armor in the distance.

That condescending sense of oppression made him feel inexplicably depressed, but he still asked:

"The person who came is the person Mr. Chunqiu said?"

He can only ask like this, more than ten thousand true immortals, this is enough to smooth out everything in this world.

Even if the strategist has a monstrous strategy, he can't stop this gap like the chasm between heaven and earth.

If...... These people are not the people that Mr. Chunqiu said, so Wei Wuya has no choice, more than ten thousand true immortals, who is really who comes and who kneels.

There is no other possibility.

"Mr. Chunqiu, he is the Great Qin Emperor, this time, Wang Jian was ordered by the Great Qin Ancestor Dragon to accept this world. ”

Wang Qian's voice was like thunder rolling in the sky, vibrating the lake and clouds.

"Whew!"

The three of them couldn't help but exhale, and their hearts settled a little, fortunately it was the person.

But is Zu Long that the disciple of that one?

What a domineering title, the dragon, the image of the emperor, the ancestral dragon, the ancestor of ten thousand dragons.

It can be seen that it is arrogant.

But even if there were doubts, several people did not ask them here, this is not the place to speak after all.

"My father has been waiting for a long time, and he invited General Wang to come to the house to talk!"

For the first time, Wei Wuya did not say the title of the old man of his family, but called the title of the father.

In front of outsiders, he always wants to save some face for his old man.

"Lead the way!"

Wang Jian followed Wei Wuya with 150,000 Great Qin elites hanging in the air, and the terrifying true immortal power could be felt for hundreds of miles.

Wei Wuya felt that even though he had always been a very flamboyant person, he was still a little embarrassed at this time, letting the 150,000 True Immortals be behind him, and there was no one in this pomp.

Wei Wuya, who was originally in West Lake and was about to fish out those who wanted to assassinate him, suddenly felt a little pity for those who wanted to assassinate him.

Killing people in front of 150,000 true immortals is simply no chance.

"It seems that my idea of fishing has completely failed. ”

Wei Wuya, who came down from the flower boat, sighed.

Li Pujia glanced at him coldly, pierced his mind and said, "I'm afraid that you would like those people to do it directly, so that you can put all these people in order without much effort." ”

"Those who know me, Pu Jia also!"

Wei Wuya smiled and cast a confidant look at Li Pujia, but the latter didn't even bother to look at him.

"Before, although Da Chu was actually under my father's control, to be honest, those who aspire to return to the country still have a lost chance. ”

Wei Wuya gave his little thumbs up, and seemed to feel sorry for them:

"But now the real ruler will be replaced from us to the Great Qin Ancestor Dragon who has never met, I suddenly feel sad for these people, they want to restore the country It is estimated that they will not have a chance in their lifetime. ”

"150,000 true immortals, even if they erase a fraction, they can't compete with it. ”

"They will survive in the future, but they should no longer come to me to trouble the prince of the king. ”

Wei Wuya was a little gloating, his enemies were not doing well, it was a good thing after all!

"Amitabha!"

The little monk just said the Buddha name, and silently thought in his heart that he didn't know what the attitude of the new world co-master would be towards the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism.

150,000 true immortals, if they really match, even if the three families of Shi Dao and Confucianism join forces, it is only possible that the fish will die, and it will never be possible to break the net.

I only hope that this should be a benevolent emperor.

Otherwise, it will be difficult for the three families in the future.

After Wei Wuya took Wang Jian away, under the previous West Lake, one after another wet black-clothed people appeared.

They looked into the distance with despair in their eyes,

When one day you see an opponent you will never defeat, will you also have such despair?

"Zu Long, is this our future opponent?"

Someone asked, but no one answered.

What is the explanation of the inevitable defeat?