Chapter 444: 180,000 years old

"Long live the Emperor!"

"Long live the Emperor!"

As Lu Zhishen's crescent moon Zen staff was raised above Ai Baiwu's head, Ai Baiwu shouted in panic, shouting 'Long live' while hurriedly kowtowing three times. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If Lu Zhishen hit him on the head with a crescent cane, then he would die here immediately, and no one would even dig a grave.

In just a moment, Ai Baiwu's view of the Great Chinese Empire has completely changed, and he has deeply realized a truth: this is by no means a place to pretend to be forced.

"Two hundred and five, weren't you very hung just now?"

"Why, now you're willing to kneel again?"

Xu Zhimo laughed disdainfully, and only now did he officially speak to Ai Baiwu.

"The small one doesn't know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, the small one apologizes to the emperor, and I hope that the emperor has a lot of them, don't take it to heart. ”

The crescent moon Zen staff held by Lu Zhishen, who was holding angry eyebrows, had not yet been put down, Ai Baiwu was frightened and covered with cold sweat, and hurriedly kowtowed three more times, and shouted: "Long live the emperor, long live." ”

This time, it is not three bows and six bows, but six bows and twelve bows, and the eighteen generations of ancestors and ancestors have not been so big.

"What are you here for?"

Xu Zhimo sneered, only then did he give Lu Zhishen a look, and then Lu Zhishen put down the crescent moon Zen staff, snorted heavily, stood up with the Zen staff, and retreated to his good friend Lin Chong and stood still.

"Little Ai Baiwu, a disciple of the 'Heavenly Domain', the Xuan Netherworld, and the Old Immortal Seat of Dead Wood, came to your land to send an invitation to the Emperor of China. ”

Feeling the pressure on his head decrease, Ai Baiwu breathed a great sigh of relief in his heart, but he still didn't dare to stand up, and took out a prayer note from his clothes in a trembling manner, and sent it to Xu Zhimo with both hands.

"Grass!"

"It turned out to be just a poster, so why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?"

Xu Zhimo was depressed for a while, he still thought that what kind of powerful character this Ai Baiwu was, it was really a waste of his feelings.

Now, his strength has completely surpassed the 'Heavenly Domain', his new goal is to conquer the 'Heavenly Heavenly Domain', and the next step is to step into the 'Heavenly Heavenly Domain', and right now, there is a cultivator from the 'Heavenly Heavenly Domain', and he is still thinking about taking this opportunity to see how strong the 'Heavenly Heavenly Domain' is.

Who knows, this product is just an invitation, riding a crane pretending to be a great immortal, and brazenly pretending to be a force.

However, Ai Baiwu's strength is actually not bad, mainly because he pretended to find the wrong object, if he didn't meet Xu Zhimo and leave Great China City, with his strength, he would be arrogant enough to be arrogant in the 'Heavenly Domain', except for those sect bosses, in the 'Heavenly Domain', it is estimated that no one can be his opponent.

"Two hundred and five, speed give me a calf, and leave Bendi's sight within three seconds. ”

Xu Zhimo waved his hand and accepted the greeting post sent by Ai Baiwugong, too lazy to look at him, and directly bombarded people.

"Yes. ”

"The little one quits. ”

Ai Baiwu got up from the ground, rolled the calf quickly, and crawled out of Great China City with a rolling belt, only to fly up like a rocket on his buttocks, and disappeared with a fast run.

In less than three seconds, two and a half seconds disappeared from Xu Zhimo's sight.

The one from the 'Heavenly Domain' was actually an invitation, and after reading it, Xu Zhimo suddenly smiled slightly.

It turns out that the 180,000-mile continent, the Ghost King Realm, and the Purple Cloud Realm, a 'Heavenly Domain' above these three 'Heavenly Domains' is called the Xuan Netherworld, and among the countless Xuan Netherworld where there are super strong and quasi-immortals, one of them is the highest, the strongest, and the most respected, called the 'Deadwood Old Immortal'.

A few days later, it is the 180,000-year-old birthday of the old immortal of the dead wood, and the old immortal will send an invitation, at that time, there will be a celebration banquet, inviting strong people from all walks of life to go to the banquet, gather together, and have a grand event in the other world.

The invitation that Xu Zhimo got was the birthday banquet invitation of the old immortal.

Of course, the people who can receive the invitation from the Deadwood Old Immortal are all people with great fame and high status, and they are all big-name figures from all walks of life and continents.

"Heh, the old immortal of the 'Heavenly Domain', 180,000 years old, the invitation was actually sent to me, so it can be seen that the prestige of my Great Chinese Empire has been far away to the 'Heavenly Heavenly Domain'. ”

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Xu Zhimo also laughed, with a sarcastic smile.

It stands to reason that the birthday of a person with high moral integrity is all admirers and admirers who take the initiative to go there, how can there be such a person who takes the initiative to post a post to invite someone to celebrate his birthday? Damn, this is not marrying a daughter-in-law and having a son.

Xu Zhimo understood it at a glance, saying that it sounds good, it is a celebration banquet, and it is difficult to say that it is not obvious, it is relying on his fame, status, and strong strength, and he wants to make a big gift from bigwigs from all walks of life.

It's so brazen!

But at this moment, Xu Zhimo was also extremely interested.

Strong people from all walks of life gathered, when the time comes, it must be very interesting, and also, the old turtle that has lived for 180,000 years, how strong does it have to be cultivated?

This prosperous era must be a big muddy water, it must be a good place to upgrade explosive equipment and make a fortune, Xu Zhimo, the master who likes to muddy the water the most, of course, can't miss it.

As for the congratulatory gift, okay, send three packs of spicy strips, if Xu Zhimo is in a good mood, you can add another spicy crayfish!

......

Heavenly Heaven.

How strong is the new world, the stronger world? With the current strength, can it be conquered? Xu Zhimo can't wait to know.

On the same day, Xu Zhimo set off.

The Boeing 787 Dreamliner took off from Tiananmen Square, soared into the sky, pierced through layers of void, shattered the pressure and obstruction of infinite space, and entered the endless sky in the blink of an eye......

"Chelse. ”

Sitting in the luxurious VIP cabin, a uniformed stewardess holding a bottle of 82-year-old Lafite, standing with a smile on her face, Xu Zhimo and a delicate girl, one holding a red wine glass, slammed it gently, with a leisurely, comfortable, and extremely comfortable face.

On the trip to the 'Heavenly Domain' Xuan Netherworld, Xu Zhimo didn't bring many people with him, only a girl who was pleasing to the eye and could chat and had no time barriers, Hu Yifei.

The other heroes, all guarding the Great China City.

Anyway, as long as it is in the world of living beings, if Xu Zhimo needs it, as soon as his mind moves, a summon, the heroes will appear beside him, even if they are millions of miles away, it is equivalent to living next door to him and standing by at any time.

"Boom!"

And just when Xu Zhimo left the 180,000-mile continent, in the east of Great China City, the heavens and the earth trembled violently and roared, and a huge space-time rift appeared in the space, and eight kings who exuded the breath of a vast and majestic emperor appeared from the space-time rift.

(To be continued.) )