Sorry, I’ve Been Invincible for a Billion Years

The Tian people who came to report.

It is also the world of Tianzi, one of the young people.

It can just read the eight Imagi people, after this party, only a sense of weakness.

too strong.

A total of eight people.

Seven people reverse the nine, two thousand nine hundred roadholders, one of the people's cultivation, even he can't see this, he even suspected, is it a god.

If it is an honor.

That is really difficult to imagine.

In this world youth, it will have an honor so soon.

He is more inclined to be the eight-year-old ancient people, an older who has an intensive, because it will see more than eight people when he turns his head.

"God, I am really true, we still have to inform the king, hurry back, this time the eight fairy ancient people, I am afraid that I am more amazing with the first few days."

Among the people.

Take a lot of kings, two great gods.

And the king is the true authorist of the Tianzu.

As for God, it acts as auxiliary identity, but this does not mean the strength of God, it will be a lot of difference, compared to the great gods in the top ten ethnicity, only strong unweound.

I can hear young people.

The heaven is the world, and the face is tightened.

"What is their strength?"

Youth finished.

Tian Wu Hou's face, instantly brush, changed, did not think about anything else, looked at this young man, Shen Sheng:

"You hurry to the mountain, let the king hurry back, will happen here, all 151 told him."

Young man nod.

I will leave.

You don't have to say it.

He is also thinking.

It is the first generation of the eight-year-old generation of the Eight Immortals.

Young man is just walking.

The next second.

Tian Wu Hou suddenly rushed to the air, Shen Sheng:

"Let Yuezi, a few people in the military, and come over."

"Yes!"

The voice just fell.

Some space around, a wave of fluctuations, turning instantly, and restored the right.

A large island.

It suddenly passed the Tianzhong, and the voice was full of concern.

It also has a shocked and vibrating.

"I didn't expect, this world's eight fairy ancient people, the future generations of cultivated, so horrible, reverse the road, two thousand nine hundred needles, so many, my Tianzheng this time ..."

quickly.

The heaven is outside the mountain.

Just showing the young figure, his eyes brought a fear, looked at the inside of the deep mountain in the silence, could not help but be cold.

to be frank.

Although he is a young life that Tianzi's heart is cultivated.

This has been.

It was circulated in the Tianzu, and the rumors were the forbidden land of ancient ancestors. He is still the first time today.

prior to.

There is no access to the outside.

Looking at the empty, even the air is filled with a cold, dignified deep mountain forbidden, Tian Yingchen press a slap in the heart, rushing loudly in the deep mountain:

"The eleventh generations, in this case, the old ancestors, this time, come to bother to disturb the ancestor cleaning, and it is an urgent matter, please take a lot of ancestors."

The sound spread around.

Always introduced at this moment, waiting in the sky in the ancient cave in the ear, could not help him stunned, turned the head and saw the past, frown, self-proliferation:

"Not told them, there is nothing, don't you call me?"

He has a dry old man in front of him.

Didn't move.

I am asleep, my eyes are slightly closed, still sitting there.

God is in the morality:

"Ancient ancestors, please forgive me, I will let him leave now."

only.

In the sky, I have said this sentence, and I have passed Tianying and I have passed the sound.

"Tianshi, God asks you to go back, this is coming."

Even if he is a big god under the ancient ancestral, the body is shocked, and the body is smashed, and the pupil is sharp, and it is looking at the old man.

"Ancient ancestors!"

The dry old man in front of it, the same body moved, but the double eyes were still open.

Harmon sound.

At this moment, it seems to be a few points in the four words of the Eight Immortals.

"It seems that eight old guys, still don't die, you ... go."

Finish.

The Tianzi is the world, nodded, and then left.

Next second.

I appeared next to Tianying Chen.

"King!"

"How many people have they come?"

"A total of nine people, including seven people reached the nine, two thousand nine hundred roads, and a white man, it seems that there is no repair, but their lead, it is a black skirt woman, it seems to be one Respect! "

Suddenly.

I heard these words.

On the face of the repair, it is not awkward, and the brow is more written.

Not repaired?

Seven reverse nine areas.

A resplendment.

The people who came this year of the Eight Imagoya, how are this, this world, actually came to nine people, not whether the two sides have long been going on, only allow young generations?

What is the meaning of the Eight Immortals?

"What about them?"

"It is estimated that it has now been to the main island."

Tian Yingchen's words just finished, they were directly smashed by the sky, disappeared in the original place.

Wanjie.

Big unimaginable.

Even those who survive in those clauses have more than a dozen area universe.

And like a native.

Although not within the top ten ethnic groups.

But it controls the ground.

Almost comparable to ten abandoned universe, this is why, the monk of Wanjie, in the eyes, did not put the abandoned universe in the eyes.

Compared with the world.

The island of the Tianbu is the island, but it is separated by the thousands of mountains.

At this moment, the dark cave.

The sky is in the truth.

"Ugh……"

The body of the old man is not trembled, the next moment, slowly open his eyes, and it is extremely weak.

Sigh.

It seems to make the thoughts of the old man, when I got it, my deep pupil, set off a mistake,

then.

Closed on your eyes.

"If the master is the master, the eight old guys, maybe there will be these troubles ..."

But this time is in repair.

Just took Tian Yingchen, stepped into the main island land, heard a mourning sound from the front.

Follow it.

I haven't waited for two, and I took a few steps. I like the autumn wind to sweep the leaves. I heard a mourning of this.

The sound is very familiar.

Directly let the heart of the hope in the day, the face is sinking to the extreme.

Looking at the sky in the sky, it is played by two heads, and the two of the two wearing white wearing white, Tian Yingchen is even more light, keep shaking.

"How ... how can I go, I haven't been going to go ..."