Returning from the Immortal World

The old man's eyes revealed a little contempt, and he sat on his knees shaking his head and said, "I only know the island country, but I don't know who they are. Never mind, since you're far away from us, don't get involved with that island country. They're all small people who can't make the climate, and even if they kill in the dark, they can't break through that fence. ”

The white man hesitated: "Witch old, since there has been massive fighting on the island, we may be profitable! ”

The old man lifted his arms gently and suddenly a violent black cigarette column bombarded a white man, the old voice with a little slaughter, coldly humming: “Do you dare disobey me? ”

“I dare not! ”

The white man flied out a dozen meters away and hit the wall hard, but the next moment he turned over directly, kneeling a dozen meters away from the old man, respectfully kowtowed several times before quickly retreating.

The old man looked at the shadow of the white man's departure, and the contempt in his eyes was stronger. He did give orders in the past, and wherever massive killings took place, he had to hurry as far as possible, once those people had been injured, eventually to the benefit of the fishermen.

But...

He has broken through that fence and has a powerful power that no practitioner can imagine. Where else would he care about that benefit?

India, in the pyramid jungle.

An old man with naked upper body and barefoot feet, seemingly candle-like, rocked, but his wrinkled face revealed a few strange colors.

“Interesting! I had no idea there were so many practitioners in a small island country. The Buddhists won, didn't they? But aren't the true Buddhists of China's summer kingdom? These Buddhist fixers… are they the fixers who fell into the magic? ”

“Whatever they are, the killing of a bunch of little characters has no effect on me. The most important thing now is to find that space channel early. One hundred and twenty years, one hundred and twenty years to live, and if I don't find that space passage again, and reach the world where the gods are, I'm afraid I'm going to dissipate in the heavens and the earth. ”

The old man with barefoot feet suddenly shook his body, and as a violent breath erupted from him, the thoughts that covered the day were instantly bombarded with the other two thoughts.

“Pfft...”

The old man barefoot sprayed a bite of blood, and his corpse stood straight in an instant. He drank loudly: "Sooner or later, you two old pigs, I'm going to step on your feet. ”

China Summer.

In the Qilian Mountains of Qinghai Province, an old woman in linen clothing and a turban lay on the bamboo chair in a thatched house. The air currents around her formed a line that was constantly distorted.

Outside the thatch house.

Nine young girls dressed in white dress with long hair feel the fluctuations in the thatched house while floating from afar, standing in a row.

The old lady in linen suddenly shook herself, her body instantly straightened. As her arms spread, her thin fingers took on the shape of dragon claws, and the sound of stinging ears came from her: “The old body is sheltered by Huaxia, the Bullet Island country, even if all the creatures were slaughtered, had nothing to do with the old body. You two immortal things if you're interested, go there and toss it. Thirteen years, thirteen years from now, the Arctic Glacier, I'm waiting for you. ”

She said that.

Whether it's the old man in country M, covered in dark mist, or the old man under the pyramid, his fists are clearly heard.

For a moment.

Both deities retract like a tide.

The old lady in linen floated out of the thatched house, looked up at the direction of the island country, curved at the corner of her mouth, muttered: “Unfortunately, your age is too young, despite your gift, cultivation speed is unmatchable for ordinary people, and I'm afraid 13 years from now it will be difficult to break through the ferry period. But since you're willing to do it, do it your way! ”

A moment later.

Her thoughts retracted. After seeing the nine women standing in front of her, a smile appeared on her face. She said slowly: "Children, from the moment you were born, I have seen the rose of your destiny from the sky. Though the old man cannot see through your past dust, I think it must be in his interest. Now that he's made a few achievements, it's time to let you go. ”

“Grandma. ”

Nine-life white skirt women knelt down, those two bright black eyes revealed a thick perseverance, while crystalline tear beads snapped out of their orbits and slipped along a beautiful face.

The old lady calmly said: "Sometimes it's the end of life, and sometimes it's the end of the dream. I do not know your fate, nor will I be able to break through your sea of knowledge and see the darkened world. So you need to go find it for yourselves. Go!”

The girl in the middle of the white dress lifted her arms and wiped away the tears on her face, respectfully asking, “Grandma, where are we going to find him? ”

The old lady shook her head and said: "I can't figure out his fate, I can't control his fate trajectory. Although he is now on the island, if I am correct, I am afraid he will leave in a few days' time. So you need to find it yourself. ”

The girl in the middle of the dress asked, "Please, Grandma, give us a range. ”

"Zhong Ling, you are the most elf," said the old lady, dumbfounded with a smile. "After decades of old age, you can feel some temper. Just to make you look like headless flies is hard enough for you. Go to Starling City! He was born there, he was raised there, and it was his roots! ”

Starling City?

Nine girls remembered the name deeply, kneeling toward the old lady in linen, they kowtowed three times.

“Grandma, let's go. ”

Nine girls spoke in unison and flew south with their faces full of love and anguish. The direction they went was just south of Kilian Mountain, where there was a small county town called Kilian County.

Island State.

Watching through the mountains.

Tang Xiu stood on the green pine tree, but his heart tightened. Just moments ago, he felt three powerful minds, and even he could tell where they were coming from, definitely not in island countries, but in other distant countries.

“It's not Ki Jong-mi. ”

“Nor is he an orphan. ”

Tang Xiu was familiar with the minds of both of them, so he understood one thing: in addition to the two super powerful men, Tobacco and Ki, there are three horrible people on the planet. Their realm of mending is, I'm afraid, far beyond the phase of deification.

“Who are they? ”

Tang Xiu originally decided to show off his fists and start collecting practicing resources wildly on the planet, not only to be strong himself, but also to be able to strengthen his tens of thousands of subordinates. But the three minds just appeared, and he instantly changed his mind.

Low profile, indomitable.

Never expose yourself easily until you know the masters of those three thoughts, otherwise you will be in great trouble.

Looking through the mountains, the fighting became bloodier and more cruel. But Tang Xiu doesn't really care much anymore. He was anxious to find out where and from whom those three ideas came from. So watching the surrounding fight, his figure fell down with a lightning-like knife and was split into two pieces of green pine trees and fell at the foot of the tree.

Time passes.

For exactly three hours, at the height of this mountain crossing, it was ravaged by both sides of the Happy Palace and the Gene Camp. Thousands of people die, almost every second, and blood stains the mountain red.

“Kill me. ”

The Dragon Descender has almost killed the Red Eye for three hours, killing at least 500 genetic warriors in his hands. Even dozens of practitioners have been hit hard by him. During these three hours, he fought with General Fukuda more than a dozen times in a row, each time only to take the upper hand, inflicting some trauma on General Fukuda, who could not be killed.

Suddenly.

He found General Fukuda coming at him again, a long gun waving wildly, and he had rushed right into front of him.

“Old Fukuda thief, you want to die. ”

The dragon downer roared in anger, and the wand in his hand instantly bombarded out, winking kung fu, and had already bombarded the longgun hundreds of times. At the moment he suppressed General Fukuda, suddenly a light point appeared in his eyes, and in one percent of a second, it continuously magnified, eventually forming the tip of a sword.

“Shit! ”

After dragon reverend changed his face and risked avoiding the raid's long sword, he was hit in the back by General Fukuda with a long gun, tearing apart a bloody wound. At the moment of his instant eruption, the master of the sword over there appeared in the shadow, momentarily behind his left.

“Pfft...”

The long sword pierced the Dragon King's left arm, but the middle-aged man in the black nightgown was also struck by several silver needles ejected from the Dragon King's finger seam.

Binocular blindness.

A silver needle was shot through the throat.

Just at the moment of the middle-aged man screaming and retreating, the dragon honorer endured the pain of the wound, the Zen wand hit the chest of your other side, as his sternum collapsed, at the moment of his blood-spraying, he flied out and hit the ground again, his qi died.

“Damn. ”

General Fukuda was furious, and as he caught a tube of blue genetic agent, he instantly pulled the cork out and poured the blue genetic agent into the mouth.

“Ho...”

In just over a dozen seconds, General Fukuda's body surged in a circle. Originally, he was about one meter, eight and five feet tall, and now exceeds one meter and nine. Especially the muscles on his body, which had seemed a little thin, now look extraordinarily powerful.

“Crazy Demon Gun. ”

General Fukuda's long gun flew away instantly, and the stacked shadow seemed to be chaotic, but kept the surrounding half-space blockade from ventilating.