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As soon as Zhao Chunliang's words fell, a terrifying coercion suddenly fell from the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under this coercion and oppression, the three of them, including the Male God of Flowers, all fell down three or four meters, and Zhao Chunliang was also pressed down by several meters by this pressure.

Everyone looked up at the sky at the same time.

In the sky, I saw a man in a Taoist robe, holding a dustbrush, looking at everyone calmly.

This person looks very old on the outside, the white beard on the chin has grown to the chest, and the white hair on the head, which is different from the appearance of most false gods, the false gods have broken the shackles and coexist with heaven and earth, many people like to make themselves handsome and beautiful, like this It is very rare to make yourself an old man.

Although his face is that of an old man, the coercion on this person is terrifying.

Everyone looked at him with solemn faces, including Zhao Chunliang.

This man was also something he had never seen before, and the coercion on him was at least twice as strong as that of Jinji before him.

Such a character, even among the pseudo-gods, is definitely an existence standing at the top.

"Penglai Ancestor?" Someone asked cautiously.

The old man raised the dust in his hand slightly, and the force that oppressed everyone disappeared abruptly, and then, the old man slowly fell to a level about the same height as everyone else, and said, "I didn't expect that there would be people who could recognize me." ”

"The strongest of the third-generation bloodlines of the Ancient God Clan, no one in the world knows!" Jin Ji said with a solemn face.

Zhao Chunliang looked surprised, he hadn't heard of any Penglai Ancestor.

"This Penglai Ancestor is not an ordinary pseudo-god." In Zhao Chunliang's ears, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

This voice is the voice of the old man in the courtyard in the capital.

Zhao Chunliang was very surprised that this old man was able to condense his voice into his ears, which was a profound knowledge.

"Your old man is here too?" Zhao Chunliang replied in his brain with spiritual power.

"The confinement is lifted, the godhead is in the world, almost all the pseudo-gods in this world have rushed here, and I will naturally come, but I didn't expect that the godhead would be in your hands, little brother, you are in big trouble, the others are nothing, with me, you can leave with peace of mind, but the Penglai ancestors are here, then you have no other way than to hand over the godhead." The old man said.

"Why? This Penglai Ancestor, is it very powerful? Zhao Chunliang asked suspiciously.

"Very powerful." The old man replied, "Even if it is me, I am not his opponent, none of these false gods present can confront him head-on, maybe Jin Ji and I can barely fight with him to a draw, but it is only a draw." ”

"Where did he come from?" Zhao Chunliang asked, "What third-generation bloodline?" ”

"All the innate bloodlines come from the eighteen great divine clans of the ancients." The old man replied, "And the first batch of descendants born to the eighteen great gods on the earth is called the first generation of bloodline, and the first generation of bloodline basically died because of the burning of divine power, so the oldest innate we can see now is the second generation bloodline, but the second generation of bloodline is not a big person to break the shackles, or even no, so there are almost no survivors until now, and the third generation after the second generation, there is a Penglai ancestor, his talent is outstanding, it is said to be the bloodline of the immortal god, Then the bloodline of the gods in the body awakened, and it was easy to cross the shackles and achieve a pseudo-god, and the time was at least more than 100,000 years, the strength of the pseudo-god is related to the senior qualifications on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is the time of existence, the longer the pseudo-god, the more powerful it is, and the Penglai ancestor has existed for 100,000 years, and his strength is naturally extraordinary. ”

"I see!" Zhao Chunliang suddenly realized and replied, "In that case, the old gentleman won't appear for a while, and I'll handle this matter myself." ”

"You and I have known each other, no matter what, I can't sit back and watch you be hurt, if you want, give them the godhead, I will keep you safe, if you don't want to, then I will hide in the shadows, and when everyone attacks you, I will make another move, maybe it can play a certain role!" The old man said.

"The old gentleman is so gracious, Chunliang remembers it in his heart, however, this time the incident was provoked by me, and I can't hand over this godhead, so, wait a minute, if something happens, please don't make a move, there are so many false gods gathered here, the old gentleman's action is equivalent to offending everyone, and it will definitely not be good in the future, so please ask the old gentleman to watch from the sidelines!" Zhao Chunliang said.

"I've lived long enough, and I offended a lot of people back then, death is not a terrible thing for me, if I see you being attacked, even if I live for a million years, I will be full of demons, and eventually die." The old man replied.

"In this case, then I will thank the old gentleman first, by the way, I have known each other for so long, and I still don't know the old man's surname?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Me? You can just call me Lao Wang. The old man replied.

"Lao Wang?" Zhao Chunliang smiled and said, "Then I'll call Old Man Wang." ”

"You can too!!"

Zhao Chunliang was communicating with Old Man Wang on this side, but the other side was already confronting.

The appearance of Penglai Ancestor made everyone present feel the crisis, Jin Ji used to shout and kill with the Male God of Flowers and others, but now it is very natural to form a tacit understanding and become a companion, but the pseudo-god called Hua Meiniang unexpectedly ran to the side, and it seems that he has no interest in competing for Godhead.

I have lived on this earth for 100,000 years, and I have been trapped for nearly 100,000 years, but I did not expect to see Godhead one day, which is really the best gift that God has given me on the land of God. You fellow Daoists are so aggressive, don't you want to compete with me? Penglai Ancestor asked calmly.

"Penglai Ancestor, although you are old and strong, you are only one person." The Male God of Flowers looked at Penglai Ancestor a little nervously and said, "If you want to take away this godhead, you have to ask our opinion." ”

"I'm going to take away the Godhead, and you're qualified to make irresponsible remarks?" Penglai Ancestor looked at the male god with an expressionless face and asked.

"Godhead is a strange thing, the godhead back then exhausted all the resources and could not create a godhead, that for every false god, what it represents is the future, and we can't give it up." Said the male god of flowers.

"Really?" Penglai Ancestor showed a sneering look on his face, and suddenly, a huge golden palm suddenly appeared in the sky.

This palm was at least a hundred square meters in size, appeared on the head of the Pattern Male God, and with a thunderous momentum, it slapped down on the Pattern Male God and several other pseudo-gods.

"Underestimating us, huh?" The Male God of Flowers and the others roared angrily, and they all raised their hands to blast out powerful soul power.

Several dazzling golden rays of light pierced the sky and slammed into the huge golden palm.

Boom Boom!!

Bursts of explosions, accompanied by strong energy, completely destroyed the surrounding houses within a radius of hundreds of meters, and the huge golden palm, like swatting a fly to death, easily smashed the several dazzling golden lights completely, and then fell rapidly, falling on the body of the Male God of Flowers and others.

Rumble!!

A louder explosion resounded in the sky than before, and the Boys Over Flowers and the others all fell to the ground like planes that had lost power, smashing out deep pits on the ground.

All of a sudden, the cries of mortals and the sound of houses collapsing echoed around them.

"If you want a godhead, follow me to the suburbs." Zhao Chunliang suddenly shouted, grabbed Chu Hou, stepped on the emperor's sword and swept towards the northwest.

Some of the pseudo-gods who were watching around chased after Zhao Chunliang, but the Penglai Ancestor calmly waved the dust, and the whole person disappeared in a straight line of everyone in an instant.

"It's not for mere mortals to get the government to withdraw the police and troops." Zhao Chunliang said while flying rapidly.

"I see, please don't hurt civilians!" Li Xufeng's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I'm taking them to the suburbs, don't worry." After Zhao Chunliang finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and then stopped suddenly.

Around him, seven or eight pseudo-gods had already surrounded him, and above his head, Penglai Ancestor happened to look at him for a while, and said with a smile, "This little friend, I call myself Penglai Ancestor, I have a little meager face among the pseudo-gods, this godhead is only useful if it is above the pseudo-god, you are just a person who has mastered the power of the sword heart, the godhead is of no use to you, you are a junior, I robbed and weakened my name, so I want to make a deal with you." ”

"What kind of deal?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"You hand over the gods in your hands to me, I guarantee that no one will dare to trouble you in the future, at the same time, I am willing to pass on some of my experience to you, especially about the power of the sword heart, before I became a pseudo-god, there are still some immortals on this earth, I have also been in contact with them, ask myself about the understanding of immortals There is no one in this world who can surpass me, if you are lucky, and then comprehend the pupil technique, you can be the same as the immortals in ancient times, exist for hundreds of thousands of years, this is atmospheric luck, Far more important than a godhead, how about it? Penglai Ancestor asked with a smile.

"What do you know about immortals?" Zhao Chunliang's face was a little weird, there is a living immortal next to him now, Bai Xiaoxian, if you want to understand, Zhao Chunliang even knows what cup Bai Xiaoxian has, there is no one in this world who understands the immortal better than him, but if he is just a person who has simply mastered the power of the sword heart, then the conditions offered by this Penglai ancestor are quite tempting.

It's a pity that he has become an immortal, and what he said is useless at all.