Talisman Emperor

The Purple Jing Mountains, located in the eastern part of the Xuanhuan region, are magnificent and magnificent, with fluctuations, recklessness and majesty.

Overlooking the sky, the mountain is like a giant dragon tray of 100,000 miles, its torso winds and gathers the purple air of the king. Whenever the sun rises, the mountain is covered in a purple mist, solemn and heavy, with a royal atmosphere.

Purple Qi Donglai is a rare blessing for dragon veins.

The Purple Jingbai family was set in it.

The Bai family is an ancient and ancient people whose history can even be traced back to the Tai Ancient Period. Its power is enormous, its roots are thick, and it is no less than the Ten Immortal Gates.

And the most fascinating thing is that the Purple Jingbai family's home style is extremely plain, the people of Zhongzhilang are a luxurious man, above the heavens and the earth, brave.

In other words, the body of the Purple Jingbai family is naturally filled with belligerent blood, and even more so, it has long looked beyond the great world of Xuan Huan and began to march to the extraterritorial heterogeneity!

There's no reason, just to fight!

In the name of war, slaughter has become extraordinarily hegemonic and brutal.

But that's where the most headache in the world lies. The Purple White family is also extremely short, dare to provoke the Purple White family, even if you ignore the reason, fight first.

So today's practice world, if we talk about the most unscrupulous forces of the world, is not the Immortal Sect, not the Demon Gate, but the Purple Jingbai family!

Zijingbai family, practicing martial arts.

A tall, middle-aged man squatted on the corner of the wall with a big bowl in his puffy hands, like a wooden pot, filled with a bowl of white noodles, warm and warm, and spilled with some green coriander.

The middle-aged face is rough, dark beard like a steel needle standing, very rushing to the high end, swallowing noodles, wind and clouds, eating full of oil, so unpleasant.

Only blinking kung fu, a large bowl of noodles was eaten by him, and even the soup was swallowed clean by him sneaking up on his back, which made him whisper.

Then he got up in front of a tall barrel next to him and copied the spoon and filled another bowl of noodles...

Then he squatted again at the corner of the wall and swallowed up.

Well, it's like a street-worker, starving to death.

The youths in the martial arts didn't even look at the middle-aged and focus on exercising themselves.

These teenagers, eleven, twelve years old, eighty-nine years old, naked, strong, muscular, full of explosive power.

Every teenager is preceded by a tiny mountain-like pitch-black boulder, a rock called the Underworld Rock, whose fists weigh hundreds of pounds. Heavy submerged rock as big as a hill in front of you, fearing no less than 100,000 jubilees.

But what was remarkable was that the teenagers, who picked up the heavy submerged rock in front of them at random, like a wooden stick, had more than a swim blade and looked relaxed.

Some older people throw heavy submerged rocks in the air, catching them, it's like playing a bullet ball. If the outside world sees them, the eyeballs have to fall off.

But the middle-aged man at the corner of the wall, equally unaware of this, enjoyed his noodles intoxicatingly.

At this moment, suddenly, a hurried footstep sounded, a young man in a Chinese robe, wearing a gold belt, ran over and said: "Uncle, what you told me is done. ”

Then he brushed out a jade fan and moved it in succession. He took out a white soled gold scarf on his left hand and rubbed the sweat on his forehead, looking overworked.

If Chen Xiao is here, you can definitely recognize that this dude is Bai Gunan.

“Sucker bag!” Kui Wu middle-aged man squatted on the floor and snuck out of the noodle soup in the bowl. He obliquely glanced at Bai Gunan and gave a review that often hung on his mouth.

Bai Gunan talked and consciously stuffed the jade fan and silk scarf.

“Bag, what did you say?” Kui Wu, middle aged, let go of the bowl and give a satisfying burp.

“I told him that 10 years later, Auntie would be back and let him rest in peace.” Bai Gu Nanfei answered quickly and asked: “Uncle, is she okay on the extraterritorial battlefield? ”

The middle-aged man laughed, “There's shit, there's vines following her, who can hurt her unless the Holy King does it?” Words are harsh, but with a compelling sense of pride and confidence.

Bai Gu Nanton's heart was set, and he took a long breath: “That's good, this time the Chen Xi guy should be relieved. ”

The middle-aged man glanced at him with surprise: "Sucker, don't you look at everyone? Why are you starting to think about him now? ”

Bai Gunan was unhappy: “Uncle, stop calling me a slut. ”

Kui Wu nodded middle-aged: "Okay, slutty bag, not next. ”

Bai Gunan: “…”

“Uncle, I really see what the ten great Immortal Gates and the six disciples of the Devil's Gate are not eye-catching, but only this Chen Xi, makes me feel very special, worth putting together, plus the relationship of the little aunt, I already regard him as my own family.” After half a bang, Bai Gunan looked proud.

“Oh, why is he so special?” Kui Wu's middle-aged man was interested.

“I don't know, he's the only one in the world who dares to beat me up anyway. I feel like he's not bad, he's got the guts, he's got the responsibilities.” Bai Gunan shrugged and said very seriously.

Kui Wu middle aged: “…”

After half a bang, Kuai middle-aged man twisted his head. If he thought, “You did a good job this time, you didn't get beat up for nothing. ”

White Gu Nan's lip twitched, his face helpless: “Uncle, can you talk carefully? ”

Kui Wu got up in the middle age, stretched out his waist lazily, scouted his hand like a dandelion, patted Bai Gunan's shoulder and said: “If you were serious, wouldn't you be afraid? ”

Bai Gunan's small body plate was shaken for a while, his teeth grinned. When he heard the words of the middle-aged, he couldn't help but tremble again. He shook his head hastily: “Forget it. ”

He knows that once his uncle gets serious, it's even more ferocious than anger. He won't stop until he kills a few people! And nobody can stop it!

Kui Wu middle-aged laughed and walked out: “Go with me to meet the Zuoqiu guys. It's a headache. If they don't leave, how can your aunt come back...”

Bai Gunan was shocked: “Uncle, keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you. ”

Middle-aged people don't care: "Hear what you hear, afraid of a bird? Bao Bao, go back to your ancestors and say that if he supports me, there will be no shortage of his benefits in the future. If he dares to use the power of the Zuo Qiu family to play with me in a messy trick, be careful and I will clean up his old boy! Tell him I said I'd do it! ”

White Surprise Chen, only three words, represents a powerful, scolding character, he, naturally, is the current owner of the Purple White family!

Bai Gunan was embarrassed and panicked again, his eyes swept around him, and he cried nervously: “Uncle, don't be so loud, you've ruined my heart. ”

Kui Wu middle-aged Bai Feng Chen laughed again, shocked and shook his head: “You, when dare you be like me, when will the climate become, your ancestors will not be saddened. ”

Saying, he lifted his foot forward, the void was directly kicked, while others had walked in, disappeared, whether acting, acting or not, dominated into the bones.

Bai Gunan stood there and snorted: “I dare to be so arrogant, someone has already cut me to death, it's a ghost climate! ”

If the monk hears this, you have to vomit blood. Aren't you still arrogant?

Ten years?

Chen Xi closed the jade Jane and frowned.

This Jade Jane sent by Bai Gunan did not explain much. It was just that Bai Wanqing was supposed to return to the Purple Jingbai family this year, but for some reason, he had to stay on the extraterritorial battlefield. It would take at least 10 years to come back, so let Chen Xi calm down and practice quietly.

“Could it have anything to do with the Left Church people who appeared in the Purple White family? ”

Chen Xi remembered that Bai Gunan had said that Bai Wan Qing's place in the ethnic group today was also quite bad, and suffered from the exclusion of many ethnic elders, for the reason that it fell from the sky on the Zuoqiu people.

Soon, Chen Xi couldn't remember much, because the confrontation between Purple Electric Camp and Green Frost Camp was over, and the teenagers hadn't seen him in a long time, and all of a sudden it poured over.

In less than three years, these teenagers have changed dramatically, and some of the older ones have grown into teenagers, young as snotlouts.

This is the magic of time, and in between, things have quietly changed too much.

Chen Xiyan left the gate, and Qingyu exceptionally took a day off. Everyone gathered together to drink, chat, and blend together. Even Xueyan seemed to begin to adapt to her new identity. She was very harmoniously beside herself, pouring water for Ah Xiu and Chen Xidian tea. There was not a slight appearance of grievance.

Until late at night, when Chen Xiao returned to the house, Longzhenbei and Anwei visited, and shortly after the conversation, they left.

The two of them are here to invite Chen Xi to the Optimus Palace, one of the top ten Immortal Gates, to participate in the Immortal Gate Festival. This is an unparalleled festival between the Immortal Gate seed disciples. Only the most advanced seed disciples are eligible to participate.

This event represents the highest level of contrast in the entire Great Atlantic World. Each time it takes place, it will receive the attention of the entire practice community of the Great Atlantic domain.

After all, it was hosted by superpowers such as the Ten Immortal Gates. The participants were also first-class Generations in the heavens and the earth, and deserved to be the most advanced of their peers.

It can be said that the role of being able to participate in this fairy talent event, as long as you do not die, sooner or later you will become a big character and shock the Eight Falls!

But Chen Xi refused, and with his strength and vision today, it was difficult to generate any further interest in such a event, not to mention that he still had more important things to do.

That is the bone of the origin of the Enlightenment King!