The fire burns the plain, soars into the sky, spreads for three thousand miles, the phoenix is born in the fire, and the phoenix sings for nine days!

Such a vision can only be seen by cultivators, and even more so, by cultivators who have cultivated well.

It's like expounding the Twelve Golden Immortals, how can they not know what it means when they see this scene.

The blazing flame is clearly the fire of humanity's luck, and the phoenix is clearly the manifestation of the luck of the human race.

"The luck of the human race is manifested, this is the real human emperor!" Guang Chengzi said in a deep voice.

Seeing this scene, he still didn't understand that at this time, they were facing the Human Emperor, not the King of Xu.

The king is the contemporary emperor of the human race, but this is only a nominal identity, and there is still a big gap between the king and the human emperor.

If it is only a nominal human emperor, as long as they don't make a move against the king of Zhou, then the king is only a mortal.

But if you can condense the luck of the human race, and you can also make the luck of the human race manifest, that is the emperor of the human race in the true sense.

In front of the human emperor, even if a saint is present, it is impossible to ignore it, let alone them.

Originally, they still thought that when they appeared in front of the King of the Ring, they only needed to exude a little breath to make the King of the Ring bow and worship.

But now, the luck of the human race has manifested, and if they dare to exude a little breath, they will immediately be eaten by the luck of the human race.

For example, the Golden Strip, in the face of the fire of luck of the human race, has long since disappeared.

The fire of the human race's luck seems to be formless and substantial, but at this moment, the twelve golden immortals of the Sect have the illusion of burning themselves.

"Explain the Twelve Golden Immortals, the Emperor of the People is here, why don't you come and see him soon?"

Zishou's majestic voice sounded, and combined with the vision of the manifestation of the human race's luck, it was really like the sound of the Great Dao.

The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Sect suddenly sank like water, and in the current situation, they were unable to advance or retreat.

If the Cotai Avenue is opened, they can still appear in front of the king like immortals.

Then manifest the breath and deter, let the king bow and worship, you can achieve the prestige of the golden immortal who expounds the teachings.

But now, in front of the human emperor, the luck of the human race is manifested, the vision is boundless, and their golden avenue has been shattered.

At this moment, the situation is completely reversed, isn't it just that they are visiting the emperor!

The distinction between primary and secondary, superior and inferior, is completely different from what they expected.

Now, it is the emperor of the people who is the main one, they are the secondary, the emperor of the people is above, and they are below.

As the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Sect, how could they have been treated like this? How have you ever experienced such a scene?

But if they retreat now, how can they teach the face of the Twelve Golden Immortals?

But if they don't leave, what the king said just now, doesn't it mean that they will take the initiative to meet the human emperor, and their momentum will be weakened first.

Except for Guang Chengzi, the twelve golden immortals of the Sect all looked at each other, and they really didn't know what to do now.

Guang Chengzi's face sank like water, and he took a deep look at the depths of the barracks, and with a wave of his big sleeves, he and the Twelve Golden Immortals disappeared without a trace.

He is arrogant, even if he loses face, he doesn't want to see the arrogant appearance of the king.

"Explain the Twelve Golden Immortals, but that's it!"

Seeing the twelve golden immortals disappearing, Zishou sneered, his face full of disdain.

If the face of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Sect did not change and still appeared in front of him, he would have to look up to them.

Just because of his face, he didn't even dare to say a word of cruelty, and just left, which is really a bit contemptible.

You don't have to think about it to know that at this time, the anger in the heart of the Twelve Golden Immortals is afraid that it has already reached the sky.

The Twelve Golden Immortals who have lost face will definitely find their way back in other aspects.

Things in the North Sea are not over yet, and it is foreseeable that they will intensify next.

However, after this battle, the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Sect must not appear in front of him again.

This also means that as long as Nezha is by his side, this disciple will not go back no matter what.

"Master, are those people just now the Twelve Golden Immortals? It's really arrogant! Nezha said with a frown.

He was quite unconvinced by the arrogance of the Twelve Golden Immortals just now.

Although he is young, like Kong Xuan, he is an unruly person, where is he used to seeing others so arrogant.

If it weren't for his master to stop him, he would have taken action a long time ago, no matter what he taught the Twelve Golden Immortals.

"In the future, you will have a chance to make a move, your cultivation is still shallow now, you must cultivate well!" Zishou said.

No matter how talented Nezha is, he is only a three-year-old child now, and he still has a long time to grow up.

Now, because of his intervention, Nezha has embarked on a very different path.

When Nezha comes out of the school, it will definitely be very interesting to fight with the twelve golden immortals of the Teaching.

With Nezha's current cultivation, the enlightenment of the emperor is in front of him, and it is even more impossible for him to slack off.

Although Nezha is unparalleled in talent, as a master, how can his cultivation be lower than that of his disciples?

Since obtaining the inheritance of Emperor Ye Tian, with the help of that drop of essence blood, he has successfully lived out the second life.

The transformation of a lifetime, whether it is the physical body or the primordial god, has reached a higher level.

Now he is not a Red Dust Immortal, but he is not the Great Emperor, but should be the Emperor of Heaven.

Because of this, he was able to kill the demon clan at the level of earth immortals with only the power of his physical body.

In this way, he has already started the transformation of the second life, which should have been an extremely long process.

But because of that drop of essence blood, penetrating through the heavens and space, crossing the long river of time, the reincarnation of a lifetime is only an instant.

Hundreds of lifetimes of reincarnation, experiencing the various states of life, the transformation of the physical body and the primordial spirit in the reincarnation, saved him a lot of time.

Coupled with the Great Emperor Ring, after every breakthrough, he can make up for the lack of combat power in the shortest possible time.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is getting stronger every day, and the transformation of the Ninth Dynasty seems to be out of reach, but it doesn't take him long.

Just when Zi Shou was working hard to cultivate, everything was as he expected, and the princes of the Seventy-two Roads of Beihai appeared again.

After the battle on the North Sea, the morale of the princes of the Seventy-two Routes in the North Sea should have collapsed, and it stands to reason that they should have to rest for a while.

But this time, as soon as the princes of the Seventy-two Roads of Beihai appeared, they began to attack the city, and the momentum was particularly huge.

The strange thing is that the princes of the 72nd Route of Beihai are not only as high as a rainbow, but also extremely fast, and in a short period of time, they have moved to many places.

Even if Zhang Guifang is stupid, he knows that this is because someone uses the Dao method to help, so that the princes of the 72nd Route of Beihai can fight in many places in a short time.

Rushing into force under such circumstances will not only fail to stop anything, but will also waste time.

But it can't be done without sending troops, if the princes of the 72nd Route of Beihai keep attacking the city, I am afraid that it will shake the entire Great Shang.

Zhang Guifang was also a cultivator, but he could not transport the army with Taoism, so in desperation, he could only ask the king for his guilt.

Hearing this news, Zishou was not surprised, this must be the handiwork of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

It's just that this method is not clever, and he doesn't believe that the Twelve Golden Immortals have this ability.