The world outside the Immortal Hall is not peaceful.

In the past 100 years, many major events have happened.

There are also many immortal fates that have emerged, competing for all cultivators, and have also created peerless masters.

However, in the land of exile in the Ten Thousand Worlds, most of the immortal fate basically converged in the Taichu Sect and the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds.

These two giant forces have now dominated the exile of the Ten Thousand Realms.

All the forces that dare to resist them have been destroyed.

Now, there are only a few forces that dare to resist them, and they don't want to become puppets of the Taichu Sect and the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds.

At the same time, in the hall of the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds, Wan Tong, the hall master of the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds, swept his eyes across the audience and said coldly: "Unexpectedly, there is no news from my son, a hundred years, you waste!"

Wan Tong, the hall master of the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds, is a tall man with a middle-aged appearance, sitting on the throne of the hall master.

Below, there is a group of strong figures, all of whom have an extraordinary atmosphere.

"The hall master, it is really an ancient mine, for some reason, the immortal ban was lowered, it was completely closed, and it was impossible to enter it at all. ”

"Before, we also sent monks who tried to force their way in, but none of them could return. ”

Someone replied helplessly.

Wan Tong, the hall master of the Ten Thousand Worlds Palace, actually had a sense in his heart, knowing that his son Wan Fang must have fallen.

It's just that you have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death.

He wanted to see if his son had died in the dead or had been killed.

If someone is killed, he will avenge it.

Just as Wantong was thinking about things, he suddenly felt this void tremble.

Then I saw a young man appear in the hall out of thin air.

"What a bold man, he dared to break into the hall of the Ten Thousand Worlds Palace, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead!"

Seeing this young man who suddenly appeared here, a group of monks reacted, and at this time, they instantly surrounded him and shouted angrily.

And the hall master of the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds sits on the throne of the hall master, immobile like a mountain.

"I feel the breath of my son in you. ”

"What is your relationship with him?"

The two eyes of the hall master of the Ten Thousand Worlds Palace, like substance, fell on Jiang Xiaochen's body, and asked in a cold voice.

The person who came was naturally Jiang Xiaochen, he was surrounded by all cultivators, and he was still calm and calm.

He smiled slightly and said, "I'm here to inform the hall master, the young hall master!"

Jiang Xiaochen didn't expect that through the Immortal Hall Teleportation Array, he was coincidentally teleported directly to the hall of the Ten Thousand Worlds Hall.

What's even more coincidental happened to meet the hall master of the Ten Thousand Worlds Hall gathering for a meeting, and he was talking about the young hall master Wan Feng.

You must know that here are the most powerful figures in the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds.

At this time, Jiang Xiaochen was alone with them, and he had no fear of them.

As for the other monks, they are afraid that they have been teleported to other places in the exile of the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds, and now, they are rushing here.

In other words, only Jiang Xiaochen was teleported here now.

At this time, the hall master of the Ten Thousand Worlds Hall asked, "Where is my son?" If you can tell me about your trespassing in the main hall, the hall master can not pursue it!"

Jiang Xiaochen said calmly: "I was killed by my son!"

What the?

Hearing Jiang Xiaochen's words, all the monks thought that they had heard it wrong.

This young monk actually dared to say in front of the hall master of the Ten Thousand Worlds Hall that he had killed the young hall master?

Is he coming from a dead end?

In the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds, the monks were extremely shocked and dumbfounded.

Even the hall master of the Ten Thousand Worlds Hall was also stunned for a while, and some couldn't react.

Obviously, Jiang Xiaochen's answer was too unexpected for them.

"I remember, he, he is Jiang Xiaochen, the kid who was going to hunt down and kill a hundred years ago. ”

Suddenly, someone spoke.

Then the monks were shocked again.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of them is the person they want to hunt down.

But now, he dared to break into the Ten Thousand Worlds Hall alone, knowing that the Ten Thousand Worlds Hall and the Taichu Sect were chasing and killing him, and he even dared to send it to the door himself.

"Jiang Xiaochen, you are the one we are chasing and killing, and you dare to send it to the door, I really don't know whether you are dead or alive?"

"Yes, I dare to kill the young hall master, and today I will break your body into ten thousand pieces. ”

"This son is too arrogant, and he deserves to be tortured to death. ”

.......

A group of monks spoke angrily at this time, surrounding Jiang Xiaochen, eyeing each other.

Jiang Xiaochen looked at the monks with idiotic eyes, and said with some amusement: "Send it to the door?"

"What are you kidding, this son is here to destroy your Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds. ”

As soon as Jiang Xiaochen said this, the surroundings fell into a cold field again, and the hall fell silent.

They thought they had heard it wrong!

Jiang Xiaochen appeared here alone, and he actually said that he wanted to destroy their Ten Thousand Worlds Palace?

"The words of a childish child are ridiculous. ”

"This kid really doesn't shed tears when he doesn't see the coffin, and he dares to say anything. ”

"Whoever speaks wildly, I will cut off his tongue first. ”

"Also, he said that he killed the young hall master? It's not at all at all, the young hall master has a group of half-step emperors guarding him, how can this kid be killed?"

......

The monks of the Ten Thousand Worlds Hall did not believe Jiang Xiaochen's words at all.

At the same time, they are ready to shoot at him.

And the hall master of the Ten Thousand Worlds Hall was also thinking about this problem, feeling that Jiang Xiaochen had no ability at all and could kill his son.

After all, there are guardians in all directions, as well as the deputy hall master of the Ten Thousand Worlds Hall and the deputy sect master of the Taichu Sect to protect them, while what Jiang Xiaochen showed was only the mid-level Heavenly Ancestor Emperor Realm.

Therefore, it is impossible to have such a power to kill his son.

However, he didn't know that Jiang Xiaochen liked to hide his cultivation and pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Seeing the reaction of the Hall Master of the Ten Thousand Worlds Hall and the cultivators, Jiang Xiaochen sighed and said, "Why don't you believe me if I tell the truth?"

A monk of the Ten Thousand Worlds Hall smiled coldly and said, "Pretend, you can pretend!" Now, I will come to capture you, and when the time comes, I will have my own way to let you tell the truth." ”

As he spoke, he had slain.

This is a powerhouse who is close to the half-step Emperor Venerable Realm.

With this kind of cultivation, Jiang Xiaochen can easily be destroyed before he enters the Immortal Palace, and before he breaks through.

The other party, who is so cultivated, dares to despise him so much?

Jiang Xiaochen shook his head helplessly.

His cultivation realm and age are too deceptive.

will unconsciously think that he is not very strong!

Burst!

However, in the next moment, the audience was shocked to see this amazing scene in front of them.

I saw that the monk of the Ten Thousand Worlds Palace, who was close to the half-step Emperor Venerable, was about to catch Jiang Xiaochen with a pair of big hands.

However, the next moment, they saw that a sword light did not pass by, and there was an extra pair of severed hands on the ground.

"Ah, my hands!"

Then, there was the screams of the Ten Thousand Worlds Hall monk.

I'm afraid that neither he nor the rest of the Ten Thousand Worlds Hall cultivators would have thought that this would be the result at all.

"Not only your hands, but your head will be gone!"

However, at this time, Jiang Xiaochen's indifferent voice sounded.

Then, another sword light swept by.

Burst!

A head, soaring into the sky.

As a result, this monk of the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds also had no head.

(End of chapter)